<?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-21171037</id><updated>2011-12-04T00:19:58.559+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dream2catch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>255</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-6415033139114056556</id><published>2008-05-02T12:27:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T20:27:52.674+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/SBrtGRkdOwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kv9oMlfe-Z0/s1600-h/send+me+an+angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195725812176599810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/SBrtGRkdOwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kv9oMlfe-Z0/s200/send+me+an+angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="fullpost" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Hear the voice from deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Its the call of your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Close your eyes and your will find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The way out of the dark&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/21171037-6415033139114056556?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/6415033139114056556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=6415033139114056556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/6415033139114056556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/6415033139114056556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2008/05/out-of-dark.html' title='Out of the dark'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/SBrtGRkdOwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kv9oMlfe-Z0/s72-c/send+me+an+angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-7171792265065296542</id><published>2008-04-26T20:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:02:16.409+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch Me There</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/SBN7_hkdOvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/zMGxaxv1ss4/s1600-h/kiss12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/SBN7_hkdOvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/zMGxaxv1ss4/s200/kiss12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193631126561569522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The nights are cool and the music fills me, touches my soul. I close my eyes and remember what it’s like kissing you. The softness, the wetness, the openness how I’m drawn to inside. I weaken, soften, melt to the embrace of your lips. I'm wonderfully weak, savoring each of your moist kisses. I tremble within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You’re always there in my dreams. And even when we part it remains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Touch me there until the end of time…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://nl.youtube.com/watch?v=WX4wMm8ooMs"&gt;Touch me there&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Sung by: Total Touch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Heyeyey, yeah, heyey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Heyeyey, yeah, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Tonight we’ll fly to heaven)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One time we had the best by your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Free me from rules for only one night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Desirable as you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tryin’ to keep myself in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Although your movement feels so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Keep my glory high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Touch me here, baby, won’t you kiss me there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Let’s dance away forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I like the way you’re groovin’ like you just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tonight we’ll fly to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Caress my body and my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I need to take care of, I’m just a little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Not asking for a razorfaced lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Don’t make me scared, don’t push me into your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’ll find me softly your affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bring it to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Touch me here, baby, won’t you kiss me there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Let’s dance away forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I like the way you’re groovin’ like you just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tonight we’ll fly to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You’re such an oversacrificed boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I never thought that it would matter to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And even when I try to keep my distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I see your eyes ligthnin’, my face starts to glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Your power makes me feel so shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Keep my glory high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Touch me here, baby, won’t you kiss me there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Let’s dance away forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I like the way you’re groovin’ like you just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tonight we’ll fly to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mmm, mmm, kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oho yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ooohooohooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’ll find me softly your affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You gotta bring it to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Your power makes me feel so shy, shy, shy, oooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Keep my glory high, keep my glory high!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Touch me here, baby, won’t you kiss me there?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Baby, tonight (Forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I like the way you’re groovin’ like you just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tonight we’ll fly to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I said (Touch me here) Touch me, baby (Baby, won’t you kiss me there?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dance away forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I like the way you’re groovin’, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Tonight) Baby, (We’ll fly to heaven), tonight, oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Touch me here, baby, won’t you kiss me there?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Won’t you kiss me there? (Forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Forever, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Tonight we’ll fly to heaven)&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/21171037-7171792265065296542?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/7171792265065296542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=7171792265065296542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7171792265065296542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7171792265065296542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2008/04/touch-me-there_26.html' title='Touch Me There'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/SBN7_hkdOvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/zMGxaxv1ss4/s72-c/kiss12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-4226355557032915937</id><published>2008-04-18T12:35:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T13:43:02.997+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La Solitudine (The Loneliness)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/SAiJL-kcMNI/AAAAAAAAALw/1DKLGxpbAgE/s1600-h/solitudine_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190549409411903698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/SAiJL-kcMNI/AAAAAAAAALw/1DKLGxpbAgE/s200/solitudine_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I lost a love, I met a new one&lt;br /&gt;There is a pain in my heart that never will leave&lt;br /&gt;There is love in my heart that never will leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sad but I’m happy, I dance but I’m crying&lt;br /&gt;I want to thorn my heart out of my chest&lt;br /&gt;I want to laugh till the tears roll over my cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is such a good thing but sometimes it’s too hard to live.&lt;br /&gt;Some day you will understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Love means never having to say you’re sorry”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(the Love Story movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nl.youtube.com/watch?v=rbvjf23TbVk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;La Solitudine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung by: Laura Pausini)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marco se n’è andato e non ritorna più&lt;br /&gt;e il treno delle 7:30 senza lui&lt;br /&gt;è un cuore di metallo senza l’anima&lt;br /&gt;nel freddo del mattino grigio di città&lt;br /&gt;a scuola il banco è vuoto, marco è dentro me&lt;br /&gt;è dolce il suo respiro fra i pensieri miei&lt;br /&gt;distanze enormi sembrano dividerci&lt;br /&gt;ma il cuore batte forte dentro me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chissà se tu mi penserai&lt;br /&gt;se con i tuoi non parli mai&lt;br /&gt;se ti nascondi come me&lt;br /&gt;sfuggi gli sguardi e te ne stai&lt;br /&gt;rinchiuso in camera e non vuoi mangiare&lt;br /&gt;stringi forte a te il cuscino&lt;br /&gt;piangi e non lo sai quanto altro male ti farà la solitudine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marco nel mio diario ho una fotografia&lt;br /&gt;hai gli occhi di bambino un poco timido&lt;br /&gt;la stringo forte al cuore e sento che ci sei&lt;br /&gt;fra i compiti d’inglese e matematica&lt;br /&gt;tuo padre e i suoi consigli che monotonia&lt;br /&gt;lui con il suo lavoro ti ha portato via&lt;br /&gt;di certo il tuo parere non l’ha chiesto mai&lt;br /&gt;ha detto “un giorno tu mi capirai”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chissà se tu mi penserai&lt;br /&gt;se con gli amici parlerai&lt;br /&gt;per non soffrire più per me&lt;br /&gt;ma non è facile lo sai&lt;br /&gt;a scuola non ne posso più&lt;br /&gt;e i pomeriggi senza te&lt;br /&gt;studiare è inutile tutte le idee si affollano su te&lt;br /&gt;non è possibile dividere la vita di noi due&lt;br /&gt;ti prego aspettami amore mio...&lt;br /&gt;ma illuderti non so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la solitudine fra noi&lt;br /&gt;questo silenzio dentro me&lt;br /&gt;è l’inquietudine di vivere la vita senza te&lt;br /&gt;ti prego aspettami perché&lt;br /&gt;non posso stare senza te&lt;br /&gt;non è possibile dividere la storia di noi due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la solitudine fra noi&lt;br /&gt;questo silenzio dentro me&lt;br /&gt;è l’inquietudine di vivere la vita senza te&lt;br /&gt;ti prego aspettami perché&lt;br /&gt;non posso stare senza te&lt;br /&gt;non è possibile dividere la storia di noi due&lt;br /&gt;la solitudine&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/21171037-4226355557032915937?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/4226355557032915937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=4226355557032915937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4226355557032915937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4226355557032915937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2008/04/la-solitudine-loneliness.html' title='La Solitudine (The Loneliness)'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/SAiJL-kcMNI/AAAAAAAAALw/1DKLGxpbAgE/s72-c/solitudine_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-665302125847462821</id><published>2008-04-09T07:44:00.024+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:25:23.241+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Shot of A Gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R_xum5wFb9I/AAAAAAAAALo/3HEGJtX-7-w/s1600-h/heartache_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187142485440557010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R_xum5wFb9I/AAAAAAAAALo/3HEGJtX-7-w/s200/heartache_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R_xiPJwFb8I/AAAAAAAAALg/QJexq-TwpzM/s1600-h/heartache_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know it seems like a million years ago we have been met, but it wasn’t. Maybe you’re over it. Maybe it doesn’t mean anything to you anymore, maybe it never did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But it meant a lot to me. You still do mean a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would the heartache ever heal? Is it leaving you behind?&lt;br /&gt;You must remember this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;“There’s nothing left to miss if you keep it locked inside..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nl.youtube.com/watch?v=T7Xb69oyKk0" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shot of A Gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Sung by: Kane)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Did the heartache ever heal?&lt;br /&gt;Is it leaving you behind?&lt;br /&gt;You must remember this&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left to miss&lt;br /&gt;If you keep it locked inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk in the sunlight tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Pretend that it’s all right tonight&lt;br /&gt;Walk in the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the shot of a gun&lt;br /&gt;You got knocked down but you&lt;br /&gt;You walk away from it&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the shot of a gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember long ago&lt;br /&gt;All the things we didn’t know&lt;br /&gt;You were feeling so alive&lt;br /&gt;It seems like all those days&lt;br /&gt;Young and vanished in the haze&lt;br /&gt;But I’m still here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk in the sunlight tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Pretend that it’s all right tonight&lt;br /&gt;Walk in the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the shot of a gun&lt;br /&gt;You got knocked down but you&lt;br /&gt;You walk away from it&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the shot of a gun&lt;br /&gt;And now it’s down&lt;br /&gt;You get away with it&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the shot of a gun&lt;br /&gt;You walk away from it&lt;br /&gt;You walk away from it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the shot of a gun&lt;br /&gt;You got knocked down but you&lt;br /&gt;You walk away from it&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the shot of a gun&lt;br /&gt;And now it’s down&lt;br /&gt;You get away with it&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the shot of a gun&lt;br /&gt;You walk away from it&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the shot of a gun&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/21171037-665302125847462821?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/665302125847462821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=665302125847462821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/665302125847462821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/665302125847462821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2008/04/shot-of-gun.html' title='Shot of A Gun'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R_xum5wFb9I/AAAAAAAAALo/3HEGJtX-7-w/s72-c/heartache_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-554301524006428052</id><published>2008-03-24T20:16:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:34:07.271+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me like you’ll never see me again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R-f_mZwFb7I/AAAAAAAAALY/19nOrBoxk6U/s1600-h/love+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R-f_mZwFb7I/AAAAAAAAALY/19nOrBoxk6U/s200/love+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181390931525726130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;To everyone who takes love, life and friendship for granted. Its a gentle reminder to love them as much as you can while you still have them. To hold that person like if it is the last time you may see that person which true your not garanteed another day. To promise that person that that today is all we have and to say I love you instead of words we’ll regret or soon forget when day is done....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nl.youtube.com/watch?v=L-WZG-y2e9k"&gt;Like you’ll never see me again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sung by: Alicia Keys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had no more time&lt;br /&gt;No more time left to be here&lt;br /&gt;Would you cherish what we had?&lt;br /&gt;Was it everything that you were looking for?&lt;br /&gt;If I couldn’t feel your touch&lt;br /&gt;And no longer were you with me&lt;br /&gt;I’d be wishing you were here&lt;br /&gt;To be everything that I’d be looking for&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna forget the present is a gift&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every time you hold me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like this is the last time&lt;br /&gt;Every time you kiss me&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me like you’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;Every time you touch me&lt;br /&gt;Touch me like this is the last time&lt;br /&gt;Promise that you’ll love me&lt;br /&gt;Love me like you’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many really know what love is?&lt;br /&gt;Millions never will&lt;br /&gt;Do you know until you lose it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it’s everything that we are looking for&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;You’re beside me&lt;br /&gt;I’m so thankful that I found&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I been looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna forget the present is a gift&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everytime you hold me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like this is the last time&lt;br /&gt;Every time you kiss me&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me like you’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;(can you do that for me baby)&lt;br /&gt;Every time you touch me&lt;br /&gt;(see we don’t really know)&lt;br /&gt;Touch me like this is the last time&lt;br /&gt;(see everyday we never know)&lt;br /&gt;Promise that you’ll love me&lt;br /&gt;(I want you to promise me)&lt;br /&gt;Love me like you’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;(like you’ll never see me again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh If I had no more time&lt;br /&gt;No more time left to be here&lt;br /&gt;Would you cherish what we had?&lt;br /&gt;Was it everything that you were looking for?&lt;br /&gt;If I couldn’t feel your touch&lt;br /&gt;And no longer were you with me&lt;br /&gt;I’d be wishing you were here&lt;br /&gt;To be everything that I’d be looking for&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna forget the present is a gift&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every time you hold me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like this is the last time&lt;br /&gt;Every time you kiss me&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me like you’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;Every time you touch me&lt;br /&gt;Touch me like this is the last time&lt;br /&gt;Promise that you’ll love me&lt;br /&gt;Love me like you’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many really know what love is?&lt;br /&gt;Millions never will&lt;br /&gt;Do you know until you lose it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it’s everything that we are looking for&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;You’re beside me&lt;br /&gt;I’m so thankful that I found&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I been looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna forget the present is a gift&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everytime you hold me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like this is the last time&lt;br /&gt;Every time you kiss me&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me like you’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;(can you do that for me baby)&lt;br /&gt;Every time you touch me&lt;br /&gt;(see we don’t really know)&lt;br /&gt;Touch me like this is the last time&lt;br /&gt;(see everyday we never know)&lt;br /&gt;Promise that you’ll love me&lt;br /&gt;(I want you to promise me)&lt;br /&gt;Love me like you’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;(like you’ll never see me again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh&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/21171037-554301524006428052?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/554301524006428052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=554301524006428052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/554301524006428052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/554301524006428052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-me-like-youll-never-see-me-again.html' title='Love me like you’ll never see me again'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R-f_mZwFb7I/AAAAAAAAALY/19nOrBoxk6U/s72-c/love+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-1132695934575314020</id><published>2008-01-21T14:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:05:10.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R5SiMNnC6hI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FLHYOgZgmf0/s1600-h/Stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157925803941620242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R5SiMNnC6hI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FLHYOgZgmf0/s200/Stars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wishing and dreaming of a love so warm, and as bright as the star we both see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpHRHSLWBMw"&gt;Stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung by: Simply Red)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who ever held you&lt;br /&gt;Would tell you the way I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who ever wanted you&lt;br /&gt;Would try to tell you what I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;Was the feeling that you ain’t faking&lt;br /&gt;The only one you ever thought about&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute can't you see that I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Straight into your arms&lt;br /&gt;I, I feel you&lt;br /&gt;I hope you comprehend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the man who tried to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;He’s explaining the way I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;For all the jealousy I caused you&lt;br /&gt;States the reason why I’m trying to hide&lt;br /&gt;As for all the things you taught me&lt;br /&gt;It sends my future into clearer dimensions&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never know how much you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Stay a minute can't you see that I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Straight into your arms&lt;br /&gt;I, I feel you&lt;br /&gt;I hope you comprehend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many hearts are broken&lt;br /&gt;A lover’s promise never came with a maybe&lt;br /&gt;So many words are left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;The silent voices are driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;As for all the pain you caused me&lt;br /&gt;Making up could never be your intention&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never know how much you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Stay can't you see that I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Straight into your arms&lt;br /&gt;I, I feel you&lt;br /&gt;I hope you comprehend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-1132695934575314020?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/1132695934575314020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=1132695934575314020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/1132695934575314020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/1132695934575314020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2008/01/stars.html' title='Stars'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R5SiMNnC6hI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FLHYOgZgmf0/s72-c/Stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-8581926531674286125</id><published>2008-01-14T15:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T20:32:33.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R4t3R9nC6gI/AAAAAAAAALI/_tUnCa_To08/s1600-h/Cry+For+You_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155345348935477762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R4t3R9nC6gI/AAAAAAAAALI/_tUnCa_To08/s200/Cry+For+You_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Months have been lost but can never be replaced, but my thoughts are with you. Tell me what you wanna do? The way you want me. You know we can’t go on, living like we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you ever do is letting the hurt crawl up inside.&lt;br /&gt;No need to cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxu6iQ28arw#"&gt;Cry For You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung buy: September)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You must have known I wouldn’t stay&lt;br /&gt;While you were talking about our life&lt;br /&gt;You killed the beauty of today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Life is now or never&lt;br /&gt;Forever never comes around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never heard me break your heart&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t wake up when we died&lt;br /&gt;Since I was lonely from the start&lt;br /&gt;I think the end is mine to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Life is now or never&lt;br /&gt;Forever never comes around&lt;br /&gt;People love and let go&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Life is now or never&lt;br /&gt;Forever's gonna slow you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;So now who’s gonna cry for you&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;So now who’s gonna cry for you&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Life is now or never&lt;br /&gt;Forever never comes around&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Life is now or never&lt;br /&gt;Forever never comes around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;So now who’s gonna cry for you&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;So now who’s gonna cry for you&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Life is now or never&lt;br /&gt;Forever never comes around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-8581926531674286125?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/8581926531674286125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=8581926531674286125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8581926531674286125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8581926531674286125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2008/01/cry-for-you.html' title='Cry For You'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R4t3R9nC6gI/AAAAAAAAALI/_tUnCa_To08/s72-c/Cry+For+You_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-5307133457742618645</id><published>2008-01-11T14:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T20:35:13.642+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Father and Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R4d1AdnC6fI/AAAAAAAAALA/OLLxYIOCeFg/s1600-h/Father+and+Friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154216949357668850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R4d1AdnC6fI/AAAAAAAAALA/OLLxYIOCeFg/s200/Father+and+Friend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My father and I had a simple and loving relationship. He was a remarkably good man, a person of devotion and integrity, a man who understood a hard day’s work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always be his little boy no matter what. He protect me, try to ease my hurts, and make everything that can better. Wishing there were more he could do, even though he has taken on so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was five years old, I always wait by the window for him to return from work. When his car stopped in the drive, my mother opened the door of our house and I rushed into his arms. He would swing me up in the air and carry me inside while I babbled about my day at kindergarten. The weekends were the best time, we played football in the backyard. Or my dad and I would watch the football games together on television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was eleven years old, I discovered that it was not cool to like your father. He became “the old man”. It was more important to please my friends than my parents. My mid-teens arrived and I resisted my father’s attempt to communicate with me. I went to my friends for advice. I think deep down I still admired my father but it wasn’t cool to admit it, especially to my friends. I started to loosen up with my father and our common ground was sport. We discussed the selections each week of our favorite team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father’s love reached out to me and I felt relieved, I knew his love was unconditional and given no matter how I had treated him. My father was the fun part of my life. I loved him and wanted to be with him. I was pleased that I was sensitive enough to realize it and I knew I had to reach out and show him how much I loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-9qQQ3xlwI#"&gt;Father and Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung by: Alain Clark and father)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, papa sit down, and hear my song&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you feel like it then please sing along&lt;br /&gt;No nothing that I wanna say, I haven’t said before&lt;br /&gt;But to use your words, you can never be too sure&lt;br /&gt;See even though I don’t always show, I’m glad that you’re around&lt;br /&gt;I Said, I’m glad that you’re around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, son it’s so strange, to hear and see&lt;br /&gt;That someone so different is a soul like me&lt;br /&gt;You may have gone right, where I would have gone left&lt;br /&gt;But son, that’s alright, I will always have your back&lt;br /&gt;See even though I don’t always show, I’m proud that you’re my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old days, and all of the new, wanting to be like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look at you - oh yeah - I see myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;You have made me what I am – ohhh - a better man.&lt;br /&gt;I’m just so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dad, your views in life, tell me how they came to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well see, I didn’t know my father like the way that you know me.&lt;br /&gt;Son, life is just too short for us to never be in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that’s why I Wanna tell you that I love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, even though I don’t always show, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look at you I see myself.&lt;br /&gt;And I’m so proud of you&lt;br /&gt;You have made me what I am – tell me that.. a better man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here, and I’ll be if I can - a father and a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh… every time I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look at you - what you see - I see myself.&lt;br /&gt;And I’m so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;You have made me what I am.&lt;br /&gt;A son and a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that one day too, I’ll be walking in your shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you’ll do fine, ’cause you’re a son of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear papa, tell me what you’ve learned, so that I don’t get my fingers burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son, you’ll see that as you go, you’ll make mistakes of your own.&lt;br /&gt;But that’s ok, man, see you live and you learn.&lt;br /&gt;You live and you learn.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-5307133457742618645?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/5307133457742618645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=5307133457742618645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5307133457742618645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5307133457742618645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2008/01/father-and-friend.html' title='Father and Friend'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R4d1AdnC6fI/AAAAAAAAALA/OLLxYIOCeFg/s72-c/Father+and+Friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-3730056577764341647</id><published>2007-12-30T19:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T09:24:40.307+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of A Beautiful Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R3inQNnC6eI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7_8gaZjaTxc/s1600-h/Happy+New+Year+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R3inQNnC6eI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7_8gaZjaTxc/s200/Happy+New+Year+2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150050070871337442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can’t believe it. The year of 2007 is coming quickly to an end. And no one will ever be able to change what happened in it. It’s always fun to change history, but you can’t go back and change it. Thankfully this year has been passed from a personal perspective, with many beautiful moments and sweet memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m off to get ready to ring in the New Year with my family and a lot of friends. Tomorrow it will be a new day and a new year, and I wish all of you the best in 2008! But more important, there is a world, one world that we have lend, the same moon which shares his light and the same air that we have breathe. I will try to remember that the days and years following are the real gift...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-3730056577764341647?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/3730056577764341647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=3730056577764341647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3730056577764341647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3730056577764341647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-of-beautiful-year.html' title='The End of A Beautiful Year'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R3inQNnC6eI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7_8gaZjaTxc/s72-c/Happy+New+Year+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-9025224982157710451</id><published>2007-12-24T10:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T10:41:24.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Winter’s Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R29-YbIcS-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/8gIpXhwUKG0/s1600-h/A+Winter%E2%80%99s+Tale_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R29-YbIcS-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/8gIpXhwUKG0/s200/A+Winter%E2%80%99s+Tale_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147471857172892642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I look out the window, a white frost like snow blanket covering the trees today. The days are colder now. My memories are warm and clear. I wish I was close enough to come sit by your fire, or you sit by mine. I feel us building a cocoon of warmth against the cold of winter. Our wave of our warmth persists and on a distant world. Your longing makes me long too. We would stay up half the night, sharing love. Just like we did before. Just like I imagine it did. Just as I picture it. You’re the drawing. I watch and I can see your colors are bright, are clear, are beautiful. It was only a winter’s tale, just another winter’s tale.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Some memories never multiply, but new ones leave their trace....” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yOXUx5hCPL8"&gt;A Winter’s Tale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung by: Queen)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It’s winter-fall &lt;br /&gt;Red skies are gleaming - oh -&lt;br /&gt;Sea gulls are flying over &lt;br /&gt;Swans are floatin’ by &lt;br /&gt;Smoking chimney-tops &lt;br /&gt;Am I dreaming &lt;br /&gt;Am I dreaming...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nights draw in &lt;br /&gt;There's silky moon up in the sky - yeah - &lt;br /&gt;Children are fantisising &lt;br /&gt;Grown-ups are standin’ by &lt;br /&gt;What a super feeling &lt;br /&gt;Am I dreaming &lt;br /&gt;Am I dreaming...?&lt;br /&gt;woh-woh-woh-woh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(draming)&lt;br /&gt;So quiet and peaceful &lt;br /&gt;Tranquil and blissful &lt;br /&gt;There’s a kind of magic in the air &lt;br /&gt;What a truly magnificent view &lt;br /&gt;A breathtaking scene &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the dreams of the world &lt;br /&gt;In the palm of your hand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(draming)&lt;br /&gt;A cosy fireside chat &lt;br /&gt;A little this, a little that &lt;br /&gt;Sound of merry laughter skippin’ by &lt;br /&gt;Gentle rain beatin’ on my face &lt;br /&gt;What an extraordinary place!&lt;br /&gt;And the dream of the child &lt;br /&gt;Is the hope of the man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Like a landscape painting in the sky - yeah -&lt;br /&gt;Mountains are zoomin’ higher - mm - &lt;br /&gt;Little girls scream an’ cry &lt;br /&gt;My world is spinnin’ and spinnin’ and spinnin’ &lt;br /&gt;It’s unbelievable &lt;br /&gt;Sends me reeling&lt;br /&gt;Am I dreaming...&lt;br /&gt;Am I dreaming...?&lt;br /&gt;Oooh – it’ a bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-9025224982157710451?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/9025224982157710451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=9025224982157710451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/9025224982157710451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/9025224982157710451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-look-out-window-white-frost-like-snow.html' title='A Winter’s Tale'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R29-YbIcS-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/8gIpXhwUKG0/s72-c/A+Winter%E2%80%99s+Tale_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-3624450015473378214</id><published>2007-12-17T16:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T16:07:57.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R2aQhbIcS9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/b-b7Pem4SAA/s1600-h/Without+You_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R2aQhbIcS9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/b-b7Pem4SAA/s200/Without+You_02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144958528210619346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Looking back, back in time when you were here by my side. I hear a symphony, a tender melody that pushing me closer and closer to your heart. You’ve given me a true love and every day I thank you for that feelings. It’s a dream that I’ve come so far. The ups and downs were there. Friends keep telling me that this crazy loving feeling, soon it’s gonna pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day it’s getting stronger than before. Suddenly, it all changed. You were not here, and it feels so strange. This loneliness there ain’t no hiding place. Nights get longer and colder. I can’t take another night anymore to live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vOR_jq9M53c"&gt;Without You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung by: Mariah Carey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I can’t forget this evening&lt;br /&gt;Or your face as you were leaving&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that’s just the way the story goes&lt;br /&gt;You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I can’t forget tomorrorow&lt;br /&gt;When I think of all my sorrows&lt;br /&gt;When I had you there but then I let you go&lt;br /&gt;And now it’s only fair that I should let you know&lt;br /&gt;What you should know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live if living is without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't live, I can’t give any more&lt;br /&gt;Can’t live if living is without you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t give, I can’t give any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I can’t forget this evening&lt;br /&gt;Or your face as you were leaving&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that’s just the way the story goes&lt;br /&gt;You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t live if living is without you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live, I can’t give anymore&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live if living is without you&lt;br /&gt;Can’t live, I can’t give anymore&lt;br /&gt;(Living is without you)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-3624450015473378214?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/3624450015473378214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=3624450015473378214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3624450015473378214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3624450015473378214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/12/without-you.html' title='Without You'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R2aQhbIcS9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/b-b7Pem4SAA/s72-c/Without+You_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-4909686164296255422</id><published>2007-12-13T15:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T21:06:57.609+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Careless Whisper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R2E8oAzaHTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/dHu5-7xJwrc/s1600-h/Careless+Whisper_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143458907541871922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R2E8oAzaHTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/dHu5-7xJwrc/s200/Careless+Whisper_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;They were standing at sea beach. The darkness was embedded everywhere, there was no crowd. They were standing so close that they were getting to hear each other’s breathing. He looked at her for the last time and deciphering her eyes, what her eyes were trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unexpected event was waiting for him. He held her hand and whispered ..“Listen, I know what you’re feeling now. I always tried to say I am not good but not too bad. I didn’t want to ruin your life. You cared for me and I think you still do. I never forget it. But remember, I always told you not to sacrifice like this because world doesn’t judge how much you cared for someone. It judge how much you have achieved. I promised you to keep contact with you whole life but I think it will affect our personal life. Stay always happy! Bye my beloved!..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A silent cry was emerging from her heart. She didn’t want to stop him. Tears were dropping down one by one. She looked at the sea, waves were like dancing in front of her. The wind was blowing strongly. A careless whisper it reaches her mind that repeats until faded away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQtlrBziyzI"&gt;Careless Whisper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung by: George Michael)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time can never mend the careless whispers of a good friend&lt;br /&gt;To the heart and mind, ignorance is kind&lt;br /&gt;there’s no comfort in the truth&lt;br /&gt;pain is all you'll find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should’ve known better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so unsure&lt;br /&gt;as I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;as the music dies, something in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;calls to mind the silver screen&lt;br /&gt;and all its sad good-byes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;guilty feet have got no rhythm&lt;br /&gt;though it’s easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;I know you’re not a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should’ve known better than to cheat a friend&lt;br /&gt;and waste the chance that I’ve been given&lt;br /&gt;so I’m never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;the way I danced with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time can never mend&lt;br /&gt;the careless whispers of a good friend&lt;br /&gt;to the heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;ignorance is kind&lt;br /&gt;there’s no comfort in the truth&lt;br /&gt;pain is all you’ll find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;guilty feet have got no rhythm&lt;br /&gt;though it’s easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;I know you’re not a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should’ve known better than to cheat a friend&lt;br /&gt;and waste this chance that I’ve been given&lt;br /&gt;so I’m never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;the way I danced with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never without your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the music seems so loud&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could lose this crowd&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s better this way&lt;br /&gt;We’d hurt each other with the things we’d want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could have been so good together&lt;br /&gt;We could have lived this dance forever&lt;br /&gt;But noone’s gonna dance with me&lt;br /&gt;Please stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;guilty feet have got no rhythm&lt;br /&gt;though it’s easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;I know you’re not a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should’ve known better than to cheat a friend&lt;br /&gt;and waste the chance that I've been given&lt;br /&gt;so I’m never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;the way I danced with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now that you’re gone) Now that you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;(Now that you’re gone) What I did’s so wrong&lt;br /&gt;that you had to leave me alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-4909686164296255422?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/4909686164296255422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=4909686164296255422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4909686164296255422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4909686164296255422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/12/careless-whisper.html' title='Careless Whisper'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R2E8oAzaHTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/dHu5-7xJwrc/s72-c/Careless+Whisper_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-4213975720201161626</id><published>2007-12-07T13:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:50:49.724+01:00</updated><title type='text'>On My Own</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R1lAsSGa_pI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kWYKFNz_wxU/s1600-h/On+My+Own.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R1lAsSGa_pI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kWYKFNz_wxU/s200/On+My+Own.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141211579137326738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes I walk alone at night, when everybody else is sleeping. When I lose my way I close my eyes and pretending she is beside me. When the night is over she is gone and the river is just a river. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I’m all alone again, nowhere to go no one to turn to. I’m not afraid to try it on my own and I’ll live my life the way I feel no matter what I’m gonna keep it real you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9VZaKA8AkcI"&gt;On My Own&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sung by: Patti LaBelle and Michael McDonald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times&lt;br /&gt;Said it was forever&lt;br /&gt;Said our love would always be true&lt;br /&gt;Something in my heart always knew&lt;br /&gt;I’d be lying here beside you&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many promises never should be spoken&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what loving you cost&lt;br /&gt;Now we’re up to talking divorce&lt;br /&gt;And we weren’t even married&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;Once again now&lt;br /&gt;One more time&lt;br /&gt;By myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;But it once was so easy&lt;br /&gt;Well I believed in love&lt;br /&gt;Now here I stand&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m on my own&lt;br /&gt;Why did it end this way &lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;This wasn’t how it was supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;On my own &lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could do it all again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times&lt;br /&gt;I know I should have told you&lt;br /&gt;Losing you it cut like a knife&lt;br /&gt;You walked out and there went my life&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to live without you&lt;br /&gt;On my own &lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;Chorus Repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn’t how it was supposed to end&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could do it all again&lt;br /&gt;I never dreamed I’d spend one night alone&lt;br /&gt;On my own, I’ve got to find where I belong again&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to learn how to be strong again&lt;br /&gt;I never dreamed I’d spend one night alone&lt;br /&gt;By myself by myself&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to find out what was mine again&lt;br /&gt;My heart is saying that it’s my time again&lt;br /&gt;And I have faith that I will shine again&lt;br /&gt;I have faith in me&lt;br /&gt;On my own &lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-4213975720201161626?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/4213975720201161626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=4213975720201161626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4213975720201161626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4213975720201161626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-my-own.html' title='On My Own'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R1lAsSGa_pI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kWYKFNz_wxU/s72-c/On+My+Own.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-3445267879678631171</id><published>2007-11-29T21:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T21:58:41.419+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R08m1blifSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eisucHyidwY/s1600-h/Lost.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R08m1blifSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eisucHyidwY/s200/Lost.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138368399233154338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I thought I lost you somewhere, &lt;br /&gt;but you were never really ever there at all. &lt;br /&gt;I wanna run, but only far enough to make you miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really love someone set her free,&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back, she’s meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn’t, she never was...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7X5cZC5U6dM"&gt;Lost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung by Michael Bublé)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe it’ over&lt;br /&gt;I watched the whole thing fall&lt;br /&gt;And I never saw the writing that was on the wall&lt;br /&gt;If I’d only knew&lt;br /&gt;The days were slipping past&lt;br /&gt;That the good things never last&lt;br /&gt;That you were crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer turned to winter&lt;br /&gt;And the snow it turned to rain&lt;br /&gt;And the rain turned into tears upon your face&lt;br /&gt;I hardly recognized the girl you are today&lt;br /&gt;And god I hope it’s not too late&lt;br /&gt;It’s not too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;’Cause you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;I’m always there with you&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll get lost together&lt;br /&gt;Till the light comes pouring through&lt;br /&gt;’Cause when you feel like you’re done&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness has won&lt;br /&gt;Babe, you’re not lost&lt;br /&gt;When your worlds crashing down&lt;br /&gt;And you can't bear the thought&lt;br /&gt;I said, babe, you’re not lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can show no mercy&lt;br /&gt;It can tear your soul apart&lt;br /&gt;It can make you feel like you’ve gone crazy&lt;br /&gt;But you’re not&lt;br /&gt;Things have seem to changed&lt;br /&gt;There’s one thing that’s still the same&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you have remained&lt;br /&gt;And we can fly fly fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;’Cause you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;And I am there with you&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll get lost together&lt;br /&gt;Till the light comes pouring through&lt;br /&gt;’Cause when you feel like you're done&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness has won&lt;br /&gt;Babe, you’re not lost&lt;br /&gt;When the worlds crashing down&lt;br /&gt;And you can not bear to crawl&lt;br /&gt;I said, baby, you’re not lost&lt;br /&gt;I said, baby, you’re not lost&lt;br /&gt;I said, baby, you’re not lost&lt;br /&gt;I said, baby, you’re not lost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-3445267879678631171?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/3445267879678631171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=3445267879678631171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3445267879678631171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3445267879678631171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/11/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R08m1blifSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eisucHyidwY/s72-c/Lost.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-3266534231751375469</id><published>2007-11-26T20:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:45:48.736+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Look of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R0siWblifRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KJVt1uOwrdU/s1600-h/the+look+of+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R0siWblifRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KJVt1uOwrdU/s200/the+look+of+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137237568703855890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ever notice that there are things you will do that make perfect sense? I liked the idea that there are hundreds of ways to prove your love, yet on the scale of time, of eternity. They can last a lifetime or just a fraction of a second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really want to prove that you love a woman, you should do something special for her. Something that nobody would do for her, and something that she will never forget. Making the woman you love feel like the most special person in the world. Women are easily flattered if you have the right things to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The look of love is saying so much more than just words could ever say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-3266534231751375469?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/3266534231751375469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=3266534231751375469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3266534231751375469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3266534231751375469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/11/look-of-love.html' title='The Look of Love'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R0siWblifRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KJVt1uOwrdU/s72-c/the+look+of+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-227864567390054227</id><published>2007-11-23T21:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:13:40.401+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Walk to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R0dCeFB-uyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GSI66GmYvMo/s1600-h/awalktorememberpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R0dCeFB-uyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GSI66GmYvMo/s200/awalktorememberpic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136146984553331490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The wind blowing as we walked towards the beach. Her hand was warm and I locked my fingers and she leaned close to me. We were silent, she gestures to sit on the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the light of the moon reflecting in her eyes. My thoughts were wrapped in a cloud that floated lazily in my mind. It seemed things moved in slow motion to me. I turned to look at her face. I moved my face close to her and placed my lips and kissed her. I felt the rhythm of the sea in synchronous with the rhythm of our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon was still bright, we got up and started to walk to the hotel. In the dark path shaded by a canopy of bouggainvilea shrubs, I saw the light coming from the window. I turned to face her. “Let’s make this night forever... forever and ever...” I can only see her silhouette, but not her eyes. She was trying to tell me something, but I didn’t know what it was, so I just stood there, holding her hand...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-227864567390054227?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/227864567390054227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=227864567390054227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/227864567390054227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/227864567390054227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/11/walk-to-remember.html' title='A Walk to Remember'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/R0dCeFB-uyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GSI66GmYvMo/s72-c/awalktorememberpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-753561038763210738</id><published>2007-11-16T21:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T21:58:26.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rz4EXFB-uxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/c5U2MeclhhY/s1600-h/fantasy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rz4EXFB-uxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/c5U2MeclhhY/s200/fantasy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133545419782929170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes I fall asleep alone at night, dreaming of you on the moon. The sound of your voice, the pleasure of your laughter and my dreams are sweeter, my sleep richer, in its memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world is woven with threads of you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-753561038763210738?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/753561038763210738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=753561038763210738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/753561038763210738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/753561038763210738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/11/fantasy.html' title='Fantasy'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rz4EXFB-uxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/c5U2MeclhhY/s72-c/fantasy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-4849165846700477148</id><published>2007-11-09T15:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T15:48:00.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This Ain’t Gonna Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RzRy0PxDbQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/noHC7qCKhWU/s1600-h/ain%27t+gonna+work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RzRy0PxDbQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/noHC7qCKhWU/s200/ain%27t+gonna+work.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130852117392878850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I’ve seen nights without sleep, days without daylight. These memories I keep, won’t keep me warm at night. The coldest part is the heart we share. It’s breaking apart and you’re not even here to say things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could have been happy but sometimes.. when you hold out for everything, you walk away with nothing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Q16o87sPoM"&gt;THIS AIN’T GONNA WORK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung by: Alain Clark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sign of improving&lt;br /&gt;We’re like a song that just ain’t groovin’&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the harder we try&lt;br /&gt;The more it seems that it’s just not right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby, this ain’t gonna work&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby, this ain’t gonna work&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby, this ain’t gonna work&lt;br /&gt;baby baby, this ain’t gonna work &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl we’ve got to make some changes&lt;br /&gt;We share the same bed, but we’re living like strangers&lt;br /&gt;Oh and sure we get by&lt;br /&gt;But if it ain’t true, then we’re livin’, we are livin’ a lie girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby, this ain’t gonna work&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby, this ain’t gonna work&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby, this ain’t gonna work&lt;br /&gt;baby baby, this ain’t gonna work &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh if it’s up to you and me then why aren’t we dancing&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wish the powers that be would work in our way&lt;br /&gt;But that ain’t like it is today &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and I’m really trying to feel you girl&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna want you baby&lt;br /&gt;I’m not trying to leave you girl&lt;br /&gt;But how am I gonna stay when &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby, this ain’t gonna work&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby, this ain’t gonna work&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby, this ain’t gonna work&lt;br /&gt;baby baby, this ain’t gonna work &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wanna make you feel bad, but this ain’t gonna work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-4849165846700477148?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/4849165846700477148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=4849165846700477148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4849165846700477148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4849165846700477148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-seen-nights-without-sleep-days.html' title='This Ain’t Gonna Work'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RzRy0PxDbQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/noHC7qCKhWU/s72-c/ain%27t+gonna+work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-82071832255047270</id><published>2007-08-28T15:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T07:56:45.195+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my Virgo girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RtQginMBr1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/zb5X2pBceqw/s1600-h/Black+Stilettos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RtQginMBr1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/zb5X2pBceqw/s200/Black+Stilettos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103740056724680530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She keeps her passions under a tight rein. Outwardly she may appear calm, sometimes even remote and unreachable, for the quintessential she has a serene, almost classic repose. Yet hers is one of the most conflicted signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, she distrusts and is a little afraid of emotion. Because of this I may wonder if she is looks a bit cold. But she isn't. Her enormous capacity for loving will pour out, as from a rich treasury, once her emotions are unlocked. She particularly is often characterized as timid, evasive, reserved. This is also untrue. What she do have is self-possession, a sense of passion that is controlled by discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl is a combination of sensuality and conservatism. As mostly other women she likes men, but she is very careful about allowing herself to become too involved with them. She fears being trapped into a long term living arrangement with the wrong man. Before she enters into a meaningful affair, she is careful to take note where the exit doors are. For her, falling in love can take a long time. She moves forward step by step, revealing the layers of her deep sensitivity, learning to trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is discriminating. Rather than go out with a man who doesn’t interest her, she’ll stay home and watch a good movie. This does not mean that she thinks lovemaking is a poor substitute for a good movie. It’s just that she doesn’t mind waiting for me (the right man) to come along. I found out behind her cool facade a real woman waiting, warm and responsive. Meanwhile, her off-putting manner has served a useful purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real clue is that I know she believes in true love. When she truly loves, her inhibitions are never in control of her passions. She is not a woman I can take for granted. I must strive hard to win her, to please her, to fulfill her. If I can, I will have a partner who pays me back in lifelong dividends of love, loyalty, and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to being a great relationship with her, I will probably have the kind of friendship that will last for years and years. Even if I don’t walk down the aisle together, I will share a common understanding that will transcend time and space. What better foundation could there be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-82071832255047270?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/82071832255047270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=82071832255047270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/82071832255047270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/82071832255047270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/08/me-and-my-virgo-girl.html' title='Me and my Virgo girl'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RtQginMBr1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/zb5X2pBceqw/s72-c/Black+Stilettos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-4736144370281359410</id><published>2007-08-11T01:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T01:12:36.181+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Real Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RrzwQIf7z5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9-AHwVqHmSg/s1600-h/Dsc00622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RrzwQIf7z5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9-AHwVqHmSg/s200/Dsc00622.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097213038226558866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So I’m back from “la luna de miel” and while I already miss my sweet lovely girl terribly. I missed her when I was away, as she is not only beautiful to look at, but she is my constant reminder of where “the love” is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say never to talk about whatever you have, and I usually don’t. This particular piece of words and ideas keep coming into my head, they’ll end up on paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know nobody is perfect, but my beloved is a pretty sweet part of my life. She’s an amiable, sunny human being which digging her heels in and declaring “THIS IS ME!”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s certainly implying that she never pretend to be something, you get what you see. She’s just a real girl and don’t need permission from nobody else to be herself. She’s not a little girl. She know exactly who she is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaclips.nl/Mutya_Buena_Real_Girl_videoclip_2170.html"&gt;Real Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung by: &lt;em&gt;Mutya Buena&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If I had one chance to &lt;br /&gt;In my life again &lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t make no changes &lt;br /&gt;Now or way back when (yeah) &lt;br /&gt;And if everything turns out &lt;br /&gt;The way I hope it goes &lt;br /&gt;But I cant wait to find out &lt;br /&gt;What it is that God knows &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t wanna think about &lt;br /&gt;What’s gonna come around for me &lt;br /&gt;I’ll just take it day by day &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it’s the only way &lt;br /&gt;To be the best that I can be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never pretend to be something I’m not &lt;br /&gt;You get what you see, when you see what I’ve got &lt;br /&gt;We live in the real world, I’m just a real girl &lt;br /&gt;I know exactly where I stand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is be true to myself &lt;br /&gt;I don’t need permission from nobody else &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause this is the real world, I’m not a little girl &lt;br /&gt;I know exactly who I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing’s ever perfect &lt;br /&gt;There’s no guarantee &lt;br /&gt;And if I knew the answers &lt;br /&gt;It would put my mind at ease (no) &lt;br /&gt;So I’ll just keep on going &lt;br /&gt;The way I’ve gone so far &lt;br /&gt;And maybe I’ll end up &lt;br /&gt;Tryin’ to catch a fallin star (yeah) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t wanna think about &lt;br /&gt;What’s gonna come around for me &lt;br /&gt;I’ll just take it day by day &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it’s the only way &lt;br /&gt;To be the best that I can be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never pretend to be something I’m not &lt;br /&gt;You get what you see, when you see what I’ve got &lt;br /&gt;We live in the real world, I’m just a real girl &lt;br /&gt;I know exactly where I stand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is be true to myself &lt;br /&gt;I don’t need permission from nobody else &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause this is the real world, I’m not a little girl &lt;br /&gt;I know exactly who I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby this is who I am &lt;br /&gt;Don’t need you to understand &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause everything is right where it should be &lt;br /&gt;It wont be long til you know about me, &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I don’t give a... &lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m out of love &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause everythings just how it should be &lt;br /&gt;And it wont be long till you know about me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never pretend to be something I’m not &lt;br /&gt;You get what you see, when you see what I’ve got &lt;br /&gt;We live in the real world, I’m just a real girl &lt;br /&gt;I know exactly where I stand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is be true to myself &lt;br /&gt;I don’t need permission from nobody else &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause this is the real world, I’m not a little girl &lt;br /&gt;I know exactly who I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never pretend to be something I’m not &lt;br /&gt;You get what you see, when you see what I’ve got &lt;br /&gt;We live in the real world, I’m just a real girl &lt;br /&gt;I know exactly where I stand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is be true to myself &lt;br /&gt;I don’t need permission from nobody else &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause this is the real world, I’m not a little girl &lt;br /&gt;I know exactly who I am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-4736144370281359410?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/4736144370281359410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=4736144370281359410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4736144370281359410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4736144370281359410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-im-back-from-la-luna-de-miel-and.html' title='A Real Girl'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RrzwQIf7z5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9-AHwVqHmSg/s72-c/Dsc00622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-2595475780909371468</id><published>2007-07-28T23:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:23:57.806+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilihan atau Kesempatan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RquyIYf7z4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Brnb4365eLY/s1600-h/18_07_07_2028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RquyIYf7z4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Brnb4365eLY/s200/18_07_07_2028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092359660757569410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ketika kita bertemu orang yang tepat untuk dicintai&lt;br /&gt;Ketika kita berada di tempat pada saat yang tepat&lt;br /&gt;Itulah kesempatan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika engkau bertemu dengan seseorang yang membuatmu tertarik&lt;br /&gt;Itu bukan pilihan itu kesempatan&lt;br /&gt;Bertemu dalam suatu peristiwa bukanlah pilihan&lt;br /&gt;Itupun adalah kesempatan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila engkau memutuskan untuk mencintai orang tersebut&lt;br /&gt;Bahkan dengan segala kekurangannya&lt;br /&gt;Itu bukan kesempatan, itu adalah pilihan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika engkau memilih bersama dengan seseorang&lt;br /&gt;walaupun apapun yang terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Itu adalah pilihan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahkan ketika kau menyadari bahwa masih banyak orang lain&lt;br /&gt;Yang lebih menarik, pandai, dan kaya daripada pasanganmu&lt;br /&gt;dan Tetap engkau memilih untuk mencintainya&lt;br /&gt;Itulah pilihan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perasaan cinta, simpatik, tertarik&lt;br /&gt;Datang bagai kesempatan pada kita&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi cinta sejati yang abadi adalah pilihan&lt;br /&gt;Pilihan yang kita lakukan&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nasib membawa kita bersama&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi tetap bergantung pada kita&lt;br /&gt;bagaimana membuat semuanya berhasil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita ada di dunia bukan untuk mencari seseorang&lt;br /&gt;yang sempurna untuk dicintai&lt;br /&gt;TETAPI untuk belajar mencintai orang&lt;br /&gt;Yang tidak sempurna dengan cara yang&lt;br /&gt;Sempurna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”...Belahan jiwa tidak bisa dicari namun bisa diciptakan&lt;br /&gt;Dia memang ada... rasakan karena dia ada dalam hatimu...”&lt;br /&gt;Love you!!!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-2595475780909371468?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/2595475780909371468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=2595475780909371468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/2595475780909371468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/2595475780909371468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/07/pilihan-atau-kesempatan.html' title='Pilihan atau Kesempatan'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RquyIYf7z4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Brnb4365eLY/s72-c/18_07_07_2028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-5648471209546800636</id><published>2007-07-25T22:27:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T22:48:06.441+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pertemuan part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RqeyUIf7z3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/SgntHDgf4i0/s1600-h/878620422_68c083d93d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RqeyUIf7z3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/SgntHDgf4i0/s200/878620422_68c083d93d_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091233962714189682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sambungan dari Pertemuan part I - July 21, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok harinya adalah hari istimewa, soalnya aku berdua dengan Tari rame-rame sudah janji untuk ketemu dengan teman-temanku Taa (aka Trazzy), Gita (aka Jenny) dengan teman, Tieka (aka Doweh), Nia (aka Xonyell), Iin dan Sandy. Dan juga teman-teman dari kekasihku seperti Heria, Rini, Jojo dengan teman (lupa namanya) dan Indah. Segalanya telah direncanakan dan diatur dengan sukses oleh kapten Iin dan anak buahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak ada kata bangga yang berlebihan yang aku punya, kecuali satu syukur dan terima kasih atas keberadaan dan perhatian dari teman-teman lama dan teman-teman baru. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk teman-teman yang gak bisa hadir karena kebetulan ada acara lain atau lagi gak libur seperti Ririn (aka Sekartaji), Neni (aka DD), Hera (aka Ashter) dan Rein (aka Trisula) aku dengan Tari ucapkan terima kasih juga untuk perhatian kalian!…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk teman lama Lady (aka Bakul Ganja), yang aku lupa undang, mohon dimaafkan. Untuk teman baru Imut/Mumut (aka Vespa), terima kasih mau nemenin aku jalan-jalan bersama dengan Taa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good friends must always hold hands, but true friends do not need to hold hands because they know the other hand will always be there…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-5648471209546800636?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/5648471209546800636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=5648471209546800636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5648471209546800636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5648471209546800636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/07/pertemuan-part-ii.html' title='Pertemuan part II'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RqeyUIf7z3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/SgntHDgf4i0/s72-c/878620422_68c083d93d_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-7166050088264591048</id><published>2007-07-21T03:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T22:27:06.980+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pertemuan part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rqex4Yf7z2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/cfbA_aVE408/s1600-h/Dsc00555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rqex4Yf7z2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/cfbA_aVE408/s200/Dsc00555.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091233485972819810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Tak sedikit orang yang rajin chatting di Internet mendapatkan teman. Berawal dari sekedar ngobrol di chatroom, hubungan pertemanan itu pun bisa berlanjut ke hubungan yang lebih dekat, pacaran dan menjadi suami-istri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam Minggu 7 Juli 2007, seperti kekasih yang sekian lama berpisah, aku sangat merindukan dengan kekasihku. Pertemuanku dengan idamanku itu berlangsung amat mesra. Kita bercanda dan bercengkrama bersama dengan penuh kasih sayang seperti layaknya sepasang suami-istri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, pendek kata segala yang ada pada dirinya mampu meraih segenap perasaan hatiku. Sehari semalam bersamanya bagaikan sejam aja yang cepat berlalu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-7166050088264591048?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/7166050088264591048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=7166050088264591048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7166050088264591048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7166050088264591048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/07/pertemuan.html' title='Pertemuan part I'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rqex4Yf7z2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/cfbA_aVE408/s72-c/Dsc00555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-2014224004293337503</id><published>2007-07-02T22:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:52:42.276+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Menghitung hari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rolk7W2pisI/AAAAAAAAAIg/bTe1Zr5ITos/s1600-h/menghitung+hari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082704625374169794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rolk7W2pisI/AAAAAAAAAIg/bTe1Zr5ITos/s200/menghitung+hari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ini bukan lagu, bukan menghitung hari lagunya Krisdayanti tapi tanggal 7 Juli 2007 adalah hari pertemuanku dengan kekasihku. Kejadian yang benar-benar sudah lama aku tunggu-tunggu. Menghitung hari, detik demi detik, menunggu itu kan menjemukantapi sekarang saatnya aku berhenti menghitung hari hampir tiba. Yang semuanya tadi hanya dalam kenangan lalu dan dalam impian akan jadi kenyataan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasanya sudah tidak sabar menunggu hari itu datang, menunggu tangan kanan dan tangan kiriku bebas memelukmu erat, menjelajahi redupnya cahaya matamu, menjelajahi senyum manismu, menjelajahi kecantikan wajahmu, membelai lembut indah rambutmu membelai merah pipimu dan mengecup bibirmu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat kita akan berkumpul lagi melepaskan rindu, selalu ada cerita tentang kemarin, tentang hari ini, tentang saat yang indah sekarang dan tentang nanti...&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/21171037-2014224004293337503?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/2014224004293337503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=2014224004293337503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/2014224004293337503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/2014224004293337503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/07/menghitung-hari.html' title='Menghitung hari'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rolk7W2pisI/AAAAAAAAAIg/bTe1Zr5ITos/s72-c/menghitung+hari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-2591151219164333109</id><published>2007-06-26T22:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T23:19:20.457+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RoGB6DClHVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fHbNdxZDVuc/s1600-h/1968987-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080484688899153234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RoGB6DClHVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fHbNdxZDVuc/s200/1968987-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There are many things in my life that I wish I could take back. Those were things done in the heat of passion, when my emotions were out of control. There are words I wished I hadn't spoken. One of the drawbacks of having instant communication is that I could ‘say’ things that aren’t what I really meant. Things I would never say to somebody’s face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could turn back time, could I make things right? Or could a different song express my feelings? It’s a very hard question to answer, even if I could change the things that I have done, I cannot change who I am…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p711hQkDnMQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(sung by Lisa Stansfield)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I could change the way I live my life today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn’t change a single thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause if I changed my world into another place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn’t see your smiling face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Honey don’t you worry, there’s nothin’ to worry for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause if I didn’t love you I wouldn’t be here now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if I didn’t want you I would have turned around by now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You’ve got to believe me babe, believe that I love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause if I didn’t love you I would have turned around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if I didn’t want you, then I would want you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This love, this love has filled me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooh my love I’ll never give you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause I’ll always want your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I could change the way I live my life today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn’t change a single thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause if I changed my world into another place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn’t see your smiling face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Believing is the answer, the answer to all your fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I first said I loved you, I went in for the kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now when I say I love you, I mean I always will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This love, this love has filled me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooh my love I’ll never give you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause I’ll always want your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I could change the way I live my life today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn’t change a single thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;If I could change the way I live my life today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn’t change a single thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause if I changed my world into another place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn’t see your smiling face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/21171037-2591151219164333109?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/2591151219164333109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=2591151219164333109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/2591151219164333109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/2591151219164333109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/06/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RoGB6DClHVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fHbNdxZDVuc/s72-c/1968987-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-8224913337635496964</id><published>2007-06-13T22:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:11:33.916+02:00</updated><title type='text'>You're My Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RnBcRTClHTI/AAAAAAAAAII/iRcNMMYwgEQ/s1600-h/you+are+everything.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075658232285175090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RnBcRTClHTI/AAAAAAAAAII/iRcNMMYwgEQ/s200/you+are+everything.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Call Me Irresponsible, album ketiga dari Michale Buble achirnya dirilis, tepatnya 1 Mei bulan kemarin. Single pertama yang dikeluarkan adalah “Everything”. Aaahhh, aku langsung senang begitu denger lagu ini, menenangkan hati banget. Apalagi sambil dengerin lagu ini dan ada orang tersayang disebelahku yang kupeluk mesra…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musiknya ceria dan lagunya romantis banget. Aku tujukan kepada semua pecinta love song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vids-page.com/testclip/index.php?aktie=clip&amp;amp;clipid=3353" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Sung by: Michael Buble)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re a falling star, You’re the get away car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re the line in the sand when I go too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re the swimming pool, on an August day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you’re the perfect thing to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you play you’re coy, but it’s kinda cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby don’t pretend, that you don’t know it’s true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause you can see it when I look at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s you, it’s you, You make me sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re every line, you’re every word, you’re everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re a carousel, you’re a wishing well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you light me up, when you ring my bell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re a mystery, you’re from outer space,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re every minute of my everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I can’t believe, that I’m your man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whatever comes our way, ah we’ll see it through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you know that’s what our love can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s you, it’s you, You make me sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re every line, you’re every word, you’re everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s you, it’s you, You make me sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re every line, you’re every word, you’re everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re every song, and I sing along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause you’re my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&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/21171037-8224913337635496964?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/8224913337635496964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=8224913337635496964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8224913337635496964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8224913337635496964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/06/youre-my-everything.html' title='You&apos;re My Everything'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RnBcRTClHTI/AAAAAAAAAII/iRcNMMYwgEQ/s72-c/you+are+everything.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-7809115981002326607</id><published>2007-06-09T23:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:24:11.572+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Janji, dipagi hari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RmsaIDClHSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Y0yHlOBZyls/s1600-h/14237738_f1b926da79_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074178130720398626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RmsaIDClHSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Y0yHlOBZyls/s200/14237738_f1b926da79_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tanganku masih saja kemana-mana dan masih berusaha membangunkan dirinya. Tanganku terus saja kemana-mana dan masih terus membuatnya geli dan tak bisa tidur lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku merasakan ada sesuatu yang teramat dekat ditelinga.. Terdengar sebuah bisikan lirih tapi jelas terdengar.. “Sayang, janji jangan tinggalin aku yaa!!!”.... balasku segera tanpa menunggu.. “Iya, aku janji”.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sementara itu tanganku tak kemana-mana, karena ada digenggamannya.. lalu hening untuk beberapa waktu.. “Sayang, kamu juga janji yaa!!”.. “Iya, janji”...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setelah itu tangan usilku kembali kemana-mana dan benar-benar membuatnya tak ngantuk lagi..&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/21171037-7809115981002326607?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/7809115981002326607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=7809115981002326607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7809115981002326607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7809115981002326607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/06/janji-dipagi-hari.html' title='Janji, dipagi hari'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RmsaIDClHSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Y0yHlOBZyls/s72-c/14237738_f1b926da79_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-4672083363436073490</id><published>2007-06-06T23:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:41:47.774+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitam Putih</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RmcppTClHRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lUS_1k8Phec/s1600-h/cinta-33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073069294718622994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RmcppTClHRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lUS_1k8Phec/s200/cinta-33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;putih adalah putih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hitam adalah hitam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hidup adalah hidup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sekalipun putih bukan berarti tidak bisa hitam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sekalipun hitam bukan berarti tidak bisa putih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tingkah orang cermin diri&lt;br /&gt;sifat seumpama warna yang dapat berubah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“sifat dasar manusia yang tidak pernah merasa puas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;atas apa yang sudah diraih, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;apa yang sudah dimiliki”...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-4672083363436073490?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/4672083363436073490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=4672083363436073490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4672083363436073490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4672083363436073490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/06/hitam-putih.html' title='Hitam Putih'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RmcppTClHRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lUS_1k8Phec/s72-c/cinta-33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-6311283334343376726</id><published>2007-06-03T23:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:13:34.891+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kau adalah yang terbaik</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RmMtiRXWucI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oF641EdJwlw/s1600-h/Chekirov_Tender_Passion_D-PLA-TC1030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071947672149473730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RmMtiRXWucI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oF641EdJwlw/s200/Chekirov_Tender_Passion_D-PLA-TC1030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;dalam kegelisahanku, kau tenangkan aku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;dalam dukaku, kau hibur diriku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;dalam kesukaanku, kau tertawa bersamaku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;kini kutahu seperti apa surga itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tempat yang penuh dengan orang-orang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;seperti dirimu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;kau adalah yang terbaik...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yang pernah mengenalku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;bagaimana aku tidak menyayangimu...&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/21171037-6311283334343376726?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/6311283334343376726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=6311283334343376726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/6311283334343376726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/6311283334343376726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/06/kau-adalah-yang-terbaik.html' title='Kau adalah yang terbaik'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RmMtiRXWucI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oF641EdJwlw/s72-c/Chekirov_Tender_Passion_D-PLA-TC1030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-7015449630102999967</id><published>2007-05-30T23:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:43:33.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealova</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rl38jY2052I/AAAAAAAAAHo/QHtCLYN_9eQ/s1600-h/Dsc00540a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070486440387077986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rl38jY2052I/AAAAAAAAAHo/QHtCLYN_9eQ/s200/Dsc00540a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/?v=BqkGaP9g6lE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dealova - Once (OST Dealova)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku ingin menjadi mimpi indah dalam tidurmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku ingin menjadi sesuatu yg mungkin bisa kau rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Karena langkah merapuh tanpa dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh karena hati tlah letih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku ingin menjadi sesuatu yg selalu bisa kau sentuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku ingin kau tahu bahwa ku selalu memujamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tanpamu sepinya waktu merantai hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh bayangmu seakan-akan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kau seperti nyanyian dalam hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yang memanggil rinduku padamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seperti udara yg kuhela kau selalu ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hanya dirimu yg bisa membuatku tenang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tanpa dirimu aku merasa hilang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan sepi, dan sepi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selalu ada, kau selalu ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selalu ada, kau selalu ada&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/21171037-7015449630102999967?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/7015449630102999967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=7015449630102999967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7015449630102999967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7015449630102999967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/05/dealova.html' title='Dealova'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rl38jY2052I/AAAAAAAAAHo/QHtCLYN_9eQ/s72-c/Dsc00540a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-4860632298567328586</id><published>2007-05-27T22:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T23:03:05.089+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HK 070707</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RlnxVI2050I/AAAAAAAAAHY/2OJX-U4-_1Y/s1600-h/photo4a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069348201039193922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RlnxVI2050I/AAAAAAAAAHY/2OJX-U4-_1Y/s200/photo4a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hatiku mengenangkan kamu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hatiku terbayangkan kamu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jiwaku hanya milikmu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jiwaku ingin memilikimu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diriku ingin bersama kamu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diriku ingin selalu mendampingi kamu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kasihku hanya padamu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sejak kita bertemu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anganku indah bersama kamu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mimpiku kita bersatu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fantasiku hanya kamu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Realitiku bersamamu 070707...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-4860632298567328586?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/4860632298567328586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=4860632298567328586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4860632298567328586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4860632298567328586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/05/hk-070707.html' title='HK 070707'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RlnxVI2050I/AAAAAAAAAHY/2OJX-U4-_1Y/s72-c/photo4a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-8058649479760112675</id><published>2007-05-24T00:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:42:39.307+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SMSmu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RlTA34205zI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VxSXZkP1MXs/s1600-h/sms_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067887547086333746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RlTA34205zI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VxSXZkP1MXs/s200/sms_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku tak pernah merasa bosan untuk membaca kembali smsmu karena selalu ada kisah baru hinggap di kepalaku. Selalu ada hal baru saat aku kembali membaca lembar demi lembar dari smsmu. Dan kasih sayangku semakin tak tahu arah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Membaca satu-satu huruf dari smsmu, jiwaku hanyut dan tenggelam dalam kerinduan yang dalam. Aku terharu dan merasa sangat rindu. Ada banyak kata indah yang tiba-tiba ingin kukirim untukmu, berjuta-juta kata. Hanya untukmu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekasihku, berapa sms lagi yang akan kau kirim dan aku baca untuk membawa kita pada sebuah masa dimana dunia hanya milik berdua? Berapa banyak huruf yang harus kau kirimkan padaku hingga kau benar-benar hadir lagi di sampingku? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak akan lari meninggalkanmu dan melupakan semua mimpi kita. Yang terjadi adalah sebaliknya. Kasih sayangku makin membara padamu. Bumi boleh terbalik, jaman boleh edan, tapi kasih sayang kita harus tetap berjalan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kekasihku, kita tak harus mengalah pada dunia bukan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku menyanyangimu!!!...&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/21171037-8058649479760112675?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/8058649479760112675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=8058649479760112675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8058649479760112675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8058649479760112675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/05/smsmu.html' title='SMSmu'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RlTA34205zI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VxSXZkP1MXs/s72-c/sms_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-6709529668014488755</id><published>2007-05-21T23:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:14:07.869+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RlIK_Y205yI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MQGLyKdr-MU/s1600-h/Dsc00512a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067124614865676066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RlIK_Y205yI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MQGLyKdr-MU/s200/Dsc00512a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask my eyes to stop looking at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask my brain to stop thinking about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask my imagination to stop dreaming about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask my hands to stop reaching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask my legs to stop walking towards you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask my heart to stop beating for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask me everything…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;but don’t you ever stop me from LOVING you&lt;/span&gt;!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-6709529668014488755?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/6709529668014488755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=6709529668014488755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/6709529668014488755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/6709529668014488755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/05/ask-me.html' title='Ask me'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RlIK_Y205yI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MQGLyKdr-MU/s72-c/Dsc00512a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-6812353519425015698</id><published>2007-05-18T21:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:11:05.521+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamu bisa, Aku bisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rk4VI4205xI/AAAAAAAAAHA/fuhNg-FBjB4/s1600-h/wedding_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066009873283868434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rk4VI4205xI/AAAAAAAAAHA/fuhNg-FBjB4/s200/wedding_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pernikahan adalah gerbang besar menuju cinta abadi. Dimana kamu dan aku menyesuaikan diri. Dimana pelukan dan kecupan adalah selamanya. Saling memberi hingga titik akhir, saling menerima tanpa pernah berakhir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sayang.. ikatan kita ini tetap terjalin walau waktu terus menguji. Diantara kasih sayang dan cinta dua hati, indah saling berpegang janji, menunggu bukanlah sehari. Butuh kekuatan, kejujuran dan kehangatan, bahkan ketulusan akan kasih setia. Teruslah selalu begitu, bahagia, damai dan mencinta dalam rasa hingga akhir menutup masa, hingga mata tertutup usia… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kamu bisa.. aku bisa.. kita mampu.. dan aku tahu itu!!&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/21171037-6812353519425015698?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/6812353519425015698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/6812353519425015698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/05/kamu-bisa-aku-bisa.html' title='Kamu bisa, Aku bisa'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rk4VI4205xI/AAAAAAAAAHA/fuhNg-FBjB4/s72-c/wedding_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-8839712410135937105</id><published>2007-05-15T22:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:21:54.320+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kembali Utuh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RkoU9mWiXJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UBNewiL4iao/s1600-h/daydream1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064883779431193746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RkoU9mWiXJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UBNewiL4iao/s200/daydream1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seperti bertemu dengan matahari dipagi hari aku merasakan hangatnya sinar dan ceria atas kehadiranmu. Itulah yang kurasakan dihati dan itulah membuatku selalu optimis didalam kehidupan bersamamu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harapan yang pernah hilang kini hadir kembali. Semangat yang remuk kini bersatu lagi karena telah kutemukan pecahan yang hilang dalam hidupku. Kini lengkap sudah semangatku. Semua ini karena kehadiranmu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau membuatku.....utuh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-8839712410135937105?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/8839712410135937105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=8839712410135937105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8839712410135937105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8839712410135937105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/05/kembali-utuh.html' title='Kembali Utuh'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RkoU9mWiXJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UBNewiL4iao/s72-c/daydream1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-5965923010036783869</id><published>2007-05-12T00:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T00:58:18.807+02:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RkTxoGWiXII/AAAAAAAAAGw/rGpVe4F4Rpo/s1600-h/we+are+one_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063437552273480834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RkTxoGWiXII/AAAAAAAAAGw/rGpVe4F4Rpo/s200/we+are+one_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The lights are out, a candle flickers nearby casting shadows on the wall, and we are once again nestled in each other’s care.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love intimacy. I love being close to you, as close as possible without touching you, making you want me to come just a little closer. I love it when you want me so much you can’t stand it anymore and you reach out and pull me to you. I love feeling the depth of your desire as it meets my own. I love the smell of you and the smell of me and the smell of us together.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I touch you, I love your response. I love feeling your pleasure in what I give. I love how your pleasure becomes my own. When you respond to my body taking pleasure in yours, you are giving me the gift of feeling the pleasure of my own. When I feel your response to my touch I become the gift, the giver and the receiver all in one and there is no distinction of who is giving and who is receiving. This is our gift to each other.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;We hold each other and in our holding we are one, comforter and comforted, by and to each other. We are one… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Video Music to watch: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=py6vzbWJsCE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We are One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;sung&lt;/em&gt; by Kelly Sweet)&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/21171037-5965923010036783869?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/5965923010036783869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=5965923010036783869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5965923010036783869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5965923010036783869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-are-one.html' title='We Are One'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RkTxoGWiXII/AAAAAAAAAGw/rGpVe4F4Rpo/s72-c/we+are+one_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-3971395527595092195</id><published>2007-05-08T22:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T22:54:46.918+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bisikan kata-katamu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RkDiu2WiXHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4ajB7YFuzgA/s1600-h/words+of+love_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062295275656338546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RkDiu2WiXHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4ajB7YFuzgA/s200/words+of+love_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayang, diluar sana hujan mengguyur sejak siang hingga di tengah malam buta ini. Pikiranku sepenuhnya tertuju kepadamu. Dalam kesunyian malam yang biasa, dalam kesendirian yang sama, aku membuka lagi lembar demi lembar percakapan kita. Mencumbu setiap kata-katamu. Entah untuk keberapa kalinya aku melakukan itu, memeluk bayanganmu seolah-olah aku telah benar benar memeluk dirimu seutuhnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagiku kata-katamu adalah cahaya bintang yang tak pernah padam, sebab ia telah menjadi untaian janji antara kita untuk selalu bersama selamanya. Setiap kata dan segalanya darimu bagiku adalah abadi, dan aku juga tahu semua itu datang dari seluruh sudut sudut jiwamu yang paling dalam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seperti bisikanmu yang ku dengar nyata : “Aku sayang kamu” ...&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/21171037-3971395527595092195?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/3971395527595092195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=3971395527595092195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3971395527595092195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3971395527595092195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/05/bisikan-kata-katamu.html' title='Bisikan kata-katamu'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RkDiu2WiXHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4ajB7YFuzgA/s72-c/words+of+love_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-7576333318285915474</id><published>2007-05-06T23:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T23:36:38.604+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunia Maya, Dunia Nyata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rj5ElGWiXGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AI4CheOPwPY/s1600-h/64234009_80857a3d23_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061558435362004066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rj5ElGWiXGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AI4CheOPwPY/s200/64234009_80857a3d23_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kejadian di dunia nyata bisa terbawa ke dunia maya dan kejadian di dunia maya bisa terbawa ke dunia nyata. Emosi yang diciptakan di dunia maya bisa menjadi emosi yang nyata di dunia nyata. Terutama jika kita sudah mempercayai lawan bicara kita di dunia maya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau masih ingat sayang? Bagaimana saat pertama kali aku mengenalmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masihkah kau ingat dialog itu, sayang? Aku tak pernah melupakannya sampai sekarang. Dari sanalah aku menemukan keindahanmu. Sejak kasih sayangmu yang menenangkan hatiku, aku menyadari, tanpamu jiwaku tak menjelma apapun. Ragaku hanya bongkahan tanpa makna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku akan masuk ke rumah kita. Aku rindu belai tanganmu saat memandikan aku dengan air yang kau siapkan jauh sebelum kedatanganku. Aku bahagia dalam tidur bersamamu, sebab engkau tak pernah melupakan bunga-bunga surga yang kau kirim kedalam mimpiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jujur sayang, hanya denganmu aku bahagia. Dekap aku selamanya! Jangan tinggalkan aku. Aku tak ingin kau meninggalkanku setelah sekian lama kau biarkan aku membelai jiwamu dengan kata-kata puisi. Setelah kau biarkan aku mengecup bibir rindumu. Setelah kau biarkan aku menyetubuhi malam-malammu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biarkan aku tetap menjadi milikmu. Sebab aku, amat menyanyangimu!...&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/21171037-7576333318285915474?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/7576333318285915474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=7576333318285915474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7576333318285915474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7576333318285915474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/05/dunia-maya-dunia-nyata.html' title='Dunia Maya, Dunia Nyata'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rj5ElGWiXGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AI4CheOPwPY/s72-c/64234009_80857a3d23_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-4237892271679966623</id><published>2007-05-03T23:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T07:41:33.867+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Untukmu, Untukku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RjpWoWWiXFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aXQT6LUd_JE/s1600-h/rings+of+love_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060452382499036242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RjpWoWWiXFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aXQT6LUd_JE/s200/rings+of+love_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kata-kata telah habis kutumpahkan untukmu. Kini hanya tinggal pembuktian, bahwa kata-kata bisa mewujud menjadi kenyataan. Dengan kekuatan yang aku miliki, dengan keterbatasan yang akan menghalangi. Aku akan mewujudkan mimpimu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tersenyumlah sayang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebab esok, adalah hari bahagia untukmu! Untukku!&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/21171037-4237892271679966623?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/4237892271679966623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=4237892271679966623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4237892271679966623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4237892271679966623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/05/untukmu-untukku.html' title='Untukmu, Untukku'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RjpWoWWiXFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aXQT6LUd_JE/s72-c/rings+of+love_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-1068172167795244278</id><published>2007-04-29T00:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T00:28:45.768+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pillow Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RjPKCmWiXDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-Na74TGTahw/s1600-h/Dsc00118b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058608952470821938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RjPKCmWiXDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-Na74TGTahw/s200/Dsc00118b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She was looking for someone who can move her..&lt;br /&gt;but he did more than that..&lt;br /&gt;He has shaken her world upside down.&lt;br /&gt;He makes every ordinary day unexpectedly complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the sweetest kind of chaos.&lt;br /&gt;He lives with no excuses.&lt;br /&gt;She loves with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday she makes the longest journey from her head to her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was always too long without him and the day was too fast.&lt;br /&gt;There is no moment she doesn’t ache for his scent&lt;br /&gt;His presence gives her butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;Just even thinking of his touch is like bliss en route to her spine.&lt;br /&gt;Each moment is like a favorite song, everyday like a dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there is a secret sky&lt;br /&gt;Where they would actually touch.&lt;br /&gt;One day out of darkness they shall meet&lt;br /&gt;And read life’s meanings in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;They would just be a pillow away… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Taking a step without feet… in time…&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/21171037-1068172167795244278?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/1068172167795244278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=1068172167795244278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/1068172167795244278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/1068172167795244278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/04/pillow-way.html' title='A Pillow Way'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RjPKCmWiXDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-Na74TGTahw/s72-c/Dsc00118b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-5191697079717839365</id><published>2007-04-26T00:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:44:30.372+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Destination Calabria (Tujuan Tak Dikenal)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RjEcOGWiXCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/13oQY1QnS10/s1600-h/destination+calabria.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057854885062663202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RjEcOGWiXCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/13oQY1QnS10/s200/destination+calabria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayang, ketika suaramu mengalun di telingaku adalah debar yang tak kutahu.&lt;br /&gt;Entah darimana datangnya hingga aku tak sanggup menahan gemuruhnya, mengguncang seluruh persendianku, ototku dan jiwaku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seribu kata telah kusiapkan terbang entah kemana, tapi aku bahagia. Awal rasa bahagia untuk selamanya. Kasih sayang telah membuktikan dirinya, begitu hebatnya, begitu misterinya, begitu indahnya! Entah kenapa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayang, apakah kau merasakan yang sama?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.top-clips.nl/Alex_Gaudino_ft_Crystal_Waters_Destination_Calabria_clip_1936_videoclips.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Destination calabria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Videoclip: Alex Gaudino ft Crystal Waters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destination unknown (known known known known known)&lt;br /&gt;(instrumental....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my job, my boss, my car and my home,&lt;br /&gt;I’m leaving for a destination I still don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere nobody must have duties at all.&lt;br /&gt;And if you like this you can follow me so let’s go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me and let’s go&lt;br /&gt;To the place where we belong&lt;br /&gt;And leave our troubles at home&lt;br /&gt;Come with me we can go&lt;br /&gt;To a paradise of love and joy,&lt;br /&gt;A destination unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I won’t feel those heavy shoulders nomore&lt;br /&gt;my life got better now I finally enjoy&lt;br /&gt;yes all the people wanna come here and so...?&lt;br /&gt;come on and join us you can do that now let’s go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me and let’s go&lt;br /&gt;To the place where we belong&lt;br /&gt;And leave our troubles at home&lt;br /&gt;Come with me we can go&lt;br /&gt;To a paradise of love and joy,&lt;br /&gt;A destination unknown (known known known known unknown.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destination unknown.&lt;br /&gt;(instrumental....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destination unknown (unknown)&lt;br /&gt;Destination unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me and let’s go&lt;br /&gt;Destination unknown&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat 2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me and let’s go&lt;br /&gt;To the place where we belong&lt;br /&gt;And leave our troubles at home&lt;br /&gt;Come with me we can go&lt;br /&gt;To a paradise of love and joy,&lt;br /&gt;A destination unknown.&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/21171037-5191697079717839365?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/5191697079717839365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=5191697079717839365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5191697079717839365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5191697079717839365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/04/destination-calabria-tujuan-tak-dikenal.html' title='Destination Calabria (Tujuan Tak Dikenal)'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RjEcOGWiXCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/13oQY1QnS10/s72-c/destination+calabria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-227383831824245558</id><published>2007-04-22T23:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T23:45:18.613+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelukmu dan pelukku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RivXXhJZ8EI/AAAAAAAAAF4/c8uDLzNFvlQ/s1600-h/just+hold+me_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056371805688295490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RivXXhJZ8EI/AAAAAAAAAF4/c8uDLzNFvlQ/s200/just+hold+me_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kali ini aku kembali melamunkanmu. Entah yang keberapa kali, mungkin yang keseratus, keseribu, atau kesejuta kalinya. Matamu, senyummu, tawamu, suaramu melintas, berputar-putar, menari-nari di depanku. Kadang-kadang semua itu ikut berbaring di tempat tidurku sebab aku merasakannya. Merasakan engkaulah hangat itu, engkaulah yang membelai dengan mimpi indah itu, engkaulah yang memberi kecupan-kecupan lembut itu. Aku sadar dan menikmati semua itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saat ini kita sama-sama berlari, sebab dengan sadar aku mendengar langkah-langkahmu itu. Langkahmu menujuku, dan apakah engkau mendengar langkah-langkahku kekasih? Aku yang berlari ke arahmu hingga nanti dua peluk itu akan menjadi satu. Pelukmu dan pelukku...&lt;/span&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/21171037-227383831824245558?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/227383831824245558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=227383831824245558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/227383831824245558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/227383831824245558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/04/pelukmu-dan-pelukku.html' title='Pelukmu dan pelukku'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RivXXhJZ8EI/AAAAAAAAAF4/c8uDLzNFvlQ/s72-c/just+hold+me_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-8779212877750557758</id><published>2007-04-16T23:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T23:45:01.693+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jarak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RiPoAGKR9SI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-yqkHaLKC_o/s1600-h/silence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054138295191205154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RiPoAGKR9SI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-yqkHaLKC_o/s200/silence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Menghukum kita, sayang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Salah apa kita terhadap waktu, terhadap jarak dan terhadap usia?Adakah kesalahan yang telah kita buat? Bukankah kita hanya ingin mencinta? Berbagi kisah bersama? Menguntai cerita? Kenapa kita yang harus dihukumnya? Kenapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarak ini memang jahat, teramat jahat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sayang… bisakah jarak kita rubah menjadi bukan lagi sesuatu yang menyakitkan? Menjadi sesuatu yang membahagiakan. Kita kalahkan jarak, sayang. Biarkan dia menyakiti kita. Tapi kita bahagia atas itu semua. Bisakah kekasihku? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku yakin engkau bisa. Dan aku yakin, engkau juga lebih bisa membawaku, membawa jarak ini pada sesuatu yang membahagiakan, bukan menyakitkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan menunggumu membawaku merubah jarak ini!!!&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/21171037-8779212877750557758?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/8779212877750557758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=8779212877750557758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8779212877750557758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8779212877750557758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/04/jarak.html' title='Jarak'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RiPoAGKR9SI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-yqkHaLKC_o/s72-c/silence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-8738151764159690511</id><published>2007-04-13T23:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T23:23:37.730+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beloved Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rh_0rmKR9RI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UV8qdR_uadk/s1600-h/OMI+KERKDIENST+KAART+VOORZIJDE+050307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053026336748205330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rh_0rmKR9RI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UV8qdR_uadk/s200/OMI+KERKDIENST+KAART+VOORZIJDE+050307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is dedicated to my wonderful mother, who left this world at the age of 76. It was more than 40 days ago this April. My mother was elegant and sophisticated, extremely fashionable, bright and beautiful with a sweet softness about her. She was very outgoing and had lots of friends. She loved the ocean and always dreamed of living in Indonesia with an ocean view. Her favorite hobbies were gardening, cooking and dancing. She was an amazing woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother was delighted to be such a grandmother! She loved taking her great-grandchildren to her home for visits and spoiled him with candies, toys, stuffed animals and clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has never been the same without you. You made everything so special and so elaborate! I have inherited your ways of doing things like that... it makes me feel as if you are still with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember before I was going to Asia for a business trip, she said to me from her sickbed at the hospital …“John, every night make sure that you look up at the moon. No matter where you are or how far away you go, we will always be looking at that same moon… And I’ll be thinking of you”… That meant something very special to me. I will never forget you telling me that and still, every time I look up at the moon I think of you, and I wonder if you can see the moon where ever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely person she was and how lucky I was to have had her in my life. I only wish I could have had her forever. She left this world far to soon. She had so much to offer. I know deep within me that I have a very special angel watching over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Those were wonderful memories that will stay with me for the rest of my life…&lt;/span&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/21171037-8738151764159690511?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/8738151764159690511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=8738151764159690511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8738151764159690511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8738151764159690511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-beloved-mother.html' title='My Beloved Mother'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rh_0rmKR9RI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UV8qdR_uadk/s72-c/OMI+KERKDIENST+KAART+VOORZIJDE+050307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-5230497600533649014</id><published>2007-04-10T23:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:30:50.884+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Resep Cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RhwAImKR9PI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w7DmE1ziN2c/s1600-h/resep+cinta_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051913029685474546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RhwAImKR9PI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w7DmE1ziN2c/s200/resep+cinta_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;RESEP MASAKAN CINTA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 pria sehat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 wanita sehat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;100% Komitmen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;2 pasang doa restu orang tua, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 botol kasih sayang murni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bumbu: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 balok besar humor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;25 gram rekreasi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 bungkus doa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;2 sendok teh telpon-telponan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Semuanya diaduk hingga merata dan mengembang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tips: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pilih pria dan wanita yang benar-benar matang dan seimbang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Jangan yang satu terlalu tua dan yang lainnya terlalu muda karena dapat mempengaruhi kelezatan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Jangan beli di pasar yang bernama DISKOTIK atau PARTY karena walaupun modelnya bagus dan harum baunya tapi kadang menipu konsumen atau kadang menggunakan zat pewarna yang bisa merusak kesehatan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Gunakan Kasih sayang cap “IMAN, HARAP &amp;amp; KASIH” yang telah mendapatkan penghargaan ISO dari Departemen Kesehatan dan Kerohanian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cara Memasak:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Pria dan Wanita dicuci bersih, buang semua masa lalunya sehingga tersisa niat yang murni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Siapkan loyang yang telah diolesi dengan komitmen dan restu orang tua secara merata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Masukkan niat yang murni ke dalam loyang dan panggang dengan api cinta, merata sekitar 30 menit di depan penghulu atau pendeta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Biarkan di dalam loyang tadi dan sirami dengan semua bumbu di atas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Kue siap dinikmati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Catatan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kue ini dapat dinikmati oleh pembuatnya seumur hidup dan paling enak dinikmati dalam keadaan kasih yang hangat. Tapi kalau sudah agak dingin, tambahkan lagi humor segar secukupnya, rekreasi sesuai selera, serta beberapa potong doa kemudian dihangatkan lagi di oven bermerek "Tempat Ibadah" diatas api cinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Setelah mulai hangat, jangan lupa telepon-teleponan bila berjauhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-5230497600533649014?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/5230497600533649014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=5230497600533649014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5230497600533649014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5230497600533649014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/04/resep-cinta.html' title='Resep Cinta'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RhwAImKR9PI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w7DmE1ziN2c/s72-c/resep+cinta_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-7220150720523895264</id><published>2007-04-07T23:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T01:40:53.531+02:00</updated><title type='text'>From Sarah With Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rhgdcye2HVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gbGNhGmQ67Y/s1600-h/from+sarah+with+love_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050819362520702290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rhgdcye2HVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gbGNhGmQ67Y/s200/from+sarah+with+love_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She’s fragile, she’s hurt, she’s already got enough painful memories&lt;br /&gt;Don’t use her, don’t leave her with all those painful memories&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell her you love her when really you don’t even want her&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell her you love her unless you’re gonna stay around even when the going gets tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe the chance for romance is like a train to catch before it’s gone and I’ll keep on waiting and dreaming you’re strong enough to understand as long as you’re so far away I’m sending a letter each day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emp3world.com/to_download.php?id=36011"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;From Sarah With Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y7RKM32CvIc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;From Sarah With Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Sung by &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah Connor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For so many years we were friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And yes I always knew what we could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But so many tears in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Felt the night you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That love had come to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought you were not my kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought that I could never feel for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The passion and love you were feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And so you left&lt;br /&gt;For someone new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And now that you’re far and away&lt;br /&gt;I’m sending a letter today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Sarah with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She’d got the lover she is dreaming of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She never found the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I know that today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She’s gonna send her letter to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Sarah with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She took your picture to the stars above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And they told her it is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She could dare to fall in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So don’t make her blue when she writes to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;From Sarah with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So maybe the chance for romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is like a train to catch before it’s gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I’ll keep on waiting and dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re strong enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as you’re so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m sending a letter each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Last chorus:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;From Sarah with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She’d got the lover she is dreaming of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She never found the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I know that today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She’s gonna send her letter to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;From Sarah with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She’s gotta know what you are thinking of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause every little now and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know her heart cries out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;From Sarah with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She’d got the lover she is dreaming of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Never found the words to say, ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But today, but today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;From Sarah with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She took your picture to the stars above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And they told her it is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She could dare to fall in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So don’t make her blue when she writes to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;From Sarah with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Coda:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So don’t make me blue when I write to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;From Sarah with love...&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/21171037-7220150720523895264?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/7220150720523895264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=7220150720523895264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7220150720523895264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7220150720523895264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/04/from-sarah-with-love.html' title='From Sarah With Love'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rhgdcye2HVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gbGNhGmQ67Y/s72-c/from+sarah+with+love_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-2404319956246619104</id><published>2007-04-05T23:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:13:20.973+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelangi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RhVmAye2HTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vw-XkH5ei3g/s1600-h/rainbow_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050054720903060786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RhVmAye2HTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vw-XkH5ei3g/s200/rainbow_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sore hari, disebuah jalanan yang padat, hujan turun rintik. Sementara matahari sore masih bersinar terang. Di saat-saat seperti ini, alam menghadiahkan pemandangan yang indah untuk kita? Saat butir-butir air membiaskan spektrum-spektrum cahaya, merangkai membentuk lengkungan warna-warni alam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pelangi? Dimanakah kau pelangi? Ingin aku melihat pelangi lagi setelah entah kapan terakhir menyaksikannya. Seharusnya ia ada di sebelah kiri jalan ini, karena matahari ada di kanan. Namun dimanakah kau bersembunyi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, pelangi. Kuingin melihat pelangi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Matahari mulai menghilang. Aku masih berada dijalanan yang sama, dengan kemacetan yang sama…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbicara tentang pelangi, kuingat kata-kata seseorang:&lt;br /&gt;“Buatkan aku dua lukisan cat air. Satu lukisan warna-warni pelangi. Satu lagi lukisan kusamnya campuran seluruh warna. Akan kupajang keduanya berdampingan. Ini untuk selalu mengingatkanku bahwa hidup bagaikan warna-warni sekotak cat air. Kita yang menentukan bagaimana lukisan dari warna-warni itu. Kalau kita menata warna-warni tersebut dengan baik, akan tercipta indahnya pelangi. Kalau kita mengkacaukannya, mencampur-adukkan semua, yang ada hanyalah warna suram kecoklatan.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&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/21171037-2404319956246619104?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/2404319956246619104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=2404319956246619104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/2404319956246619104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/2404319956246619104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/04/pelangi.html' title='Pelangi'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RhVmAye2HTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vw-XkH5ei3g/s72-c/rainbow_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-8750916979747241311</id><published>2007-03-29T23:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:32:32.785+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gak peduli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rgwuw3ZbehI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZpMFI-WZpcU/s1600-h/we+just+don"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047460699414690322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rgwuw3ZbehI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZpMFI-WZpcU/s200/we+just+don%27t+care.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cinta itu gak mengenal bentuk dan waktu, terkadang dia datangnya waktu aku gak pengen dia datang. Cinta itu terkadang nyenengin banget, bisa ngelakuin segalanya, tapi lebih sering nyakitin. Tetap saja cinta adalah cinta…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam sudah larut sekali dan mungkin gak banyak orang yang masih menjaga jarak antara bulu mata atas dan bawah. Dengar lagu dari John Legend mengalun indah. Judulnya “PDA (We Just Don’t Care)”. Tentang keberanian menunjukkan cinta di muka umum. Dengar saja liriknya yang berbunyi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s go to the park&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss you underneath the stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe we’ll go too far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We just don’t care, we just don’t care, we just don’t care”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sambil bayangin... kayaknya asyik juga ciuman di tengah taman di bawah sinar bulan purnama. Gak peduli sama kabut pikiran orang yang mikir macam-macam dari aku dengan dia. Toh mereka gak bisa ngebedain yang aku aku alamin dengan dia. Biar semua orang tau kalau aku cinta dia. Biar jadi bahan omongan juga gak papa. Aku bangga jadi kekasihmu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what people say, just follow my own way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q9nJaZEqRno"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;PDA (We Just Don’t Care)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(sung by &lt;em&gt;John Legend&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s go to the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna kiss you underneath the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe we’ll go too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You know I love it when you’re loving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But sometimes it’s better when it’s publicly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m not ashamed, I don’t care who sees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;us hugging and kissing, a love exibition, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We’ll rendezvous out on the fire escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’d like to set off an alarm today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A love emergency don’t make me wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just follow, I’ll lead you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I urgently need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s go to the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna kiss you underneath the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe we’l go too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s make love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;let’s go somewhere they might discover us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s get lost in lust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I see you’re closing down the restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s sneak and do it when your boss is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everybody’s leaving, we’ll have some fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, maybe it’s wrong, but you’re turnin’ me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, we’ll take a visit to your mama’s house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Creep to the bedroom while your mama’s out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe she’ll hear it when we scream and shout,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;but we’ll keep it rockin’ until she comes knockin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s go to the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna kiss you underneath the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe we’ll go too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s make love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;let’s go somewhere they might discover us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s get lost in lust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If we keep up all this foolin’ around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We’ll be the talk of the town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ll tell the world of our love any time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s open the blinds’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause we really don’t mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh I don’t care about propriety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s break the rules ignore society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe your neighbors like to spy it’s true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So what if they watch, when we do what we do, ohhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s go to the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna kiss you underneath the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe we’ll go too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just don’t…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s make love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;let’s go somewhere they might discover us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s get lost in lust…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&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/21171037-8750916979747241311?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/8750916979747241311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=8750916979747241311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8750916979747241311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8750916979747241311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/03/gak-peduli.html' title='Gak peduli'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rgwuw3ZbehI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZpMFI-WZpcU/s72-c/we+just+don%27t+care.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-1363394782070669210</id><published>2007-03-28T23:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:30:42.879+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RgreIXZbegI/AAAAAAAAAEM/DnsMP5FOowc/s1600-h/wanting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047090567723055618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RgreIXZbegI/AAAAAAAAAEM/DnsMP5FOowc/s200/wanting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;“I want to kiss you with my eyes wide open.&lt;br /&gt;I want to make love to you with all the lights on.&lt;br /&gt;I want to touch the most tender part of you.&lt;br /&gt;Meet you with the tender part of me.&lt;br /&gt;I want to dance with you when there’s no band playing.&lt;br /&gt;Say to me that I am all that you need.&lt;br /&gt;Sing to me a love song and say you mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold me close and make me complete!”&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/21171037-1363394782070669210?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/1363394782070669210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=1363394782070669210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/1363394782070669210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/1363394782070669210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/03/wanting.html' title='Wanting'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RgreIXZbegI/AAAAAAAAAEM/DnsMP5FOowc/s72-c/wanting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-4098847974180629156</id><published>2007-03-22T23:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:54:32.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>McBealism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RgMIny3NEaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zBx4JiX8zcY/s1600-h/YES1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044885487346323874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RgMIny3NEaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zBx4JiX8zcY/s200/YES1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;“I have to believe that it works…&lt;br /&gt;that when two people come together they stay together.&lt;br /&gt;I have to take that to bed with me at night even if I’m going to bed alone.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish you were here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-4098847974180629156?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/4098847974180629156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=4098847974180629156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4098847974180629156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4098847974180629156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/03/mcbealism.html' title='McBealism'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RgMIny3NEaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zBx4JiX8zcY/s72-c/YES1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-2179327971652883379</id><published>2007-03-20T23:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:53:50.771+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sebuah Renungan untuk seorang teman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RgBlGC3NEZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/yFC5AvW6LB0/s1600-h/Sebuah_Renungan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044142737176990098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RgBlGC3NEZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/yFC5AvW6LB0/s200/Sebuah_Renungan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Apa pun yang anda lakukan, lakukanlah dengan kebaikan hati. Keberhasilan bukan semata-mata karena kekuatan otot dan ketajaman pikiran. Anda perlu bertindak dengan kelembutan hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sukses tidak selalu dibangun di atas upaya sendiri. Di balik semua pencapaian, terselip pengorbanan orang lain. Hanya bila anda melakukannya dengan kebaikan hati, siapa pun rela berkorban untuk keberhasilan anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Semua tindakan anda bagaikan bumerang yang akan kembali pada anda. Bila anda melempar dengan baik, ia akan kembali dalam tangkapan. Namun, bila anda ceroboh melemparkannya, ia akan datang untuk melukai anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Renungkan bagaimana tindakan anda sekarang ini. Lakukan segala semuanya dengan tulus dan penuh kasih. Tiada yang lebih manis daripada memetik buah atas kebaikan yang anda lakukan...&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/21171037-2179327971652883379?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/2179327971652883379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=2179327971652883379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/2179327971652883379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/2179327971652883379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/03/renungan-untuk-seorang-teman.html' title='Sebuah Renungan untuk seorang teman'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RgBlGC3NEZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/yFC5AvW6LB0/s72-c/Sebuah_Renungan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-3356187176529458276</id><published>2007-03-18T23:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:04:52.275+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Penindasan Wanita (Woman in Chains)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rf8UpmlexEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tWLWYl1JG9o/s1600-h/woman+in+chains_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043772812643189826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rf8UpmlexEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tWLWYl1JG9o/s200/woman+in+chains_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.videocure.com/music-video-code/t/75f7632dc32c3f070d71cf556ad41c3a.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woman in Chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better love loving and you better behave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You better love loving and you better behave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woman in chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woman in chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Calls her man the great white hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Says she’s fine, she’ll always cope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woman in chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woman in chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I feel lying and waiting is a poor man’s deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I feel hopelessly weighed down by your eyes of steel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s a world gone crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keeps woman in chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Trades her soul as skin and bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sells the only thing she owns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woman in chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woman in chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Men of stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Men of stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I feel deep in your heart there are wounds time can’t heals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I feel somebody somewhere is trying to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well you know what I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s a world gone crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keeps woman in chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s under my skin but out of my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ll tear it apart but I won’t understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will not accept the greatness of man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;t’s a world gone crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keeps woman in chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So free her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So free her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ Sung by: Tears for Fears featuring Oletta Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika perempuan masuk dunia kerja, sering mendapat pekerjaan yang paling susah di pabrik atau kantor, dengan upah yang paling rendah, sekaligus terus dibebani dengan kebanyakan tugas rumah tangga seperti memasak, mencuci dan mengasuh anak-anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perempuan menderita pelecehan seksual dan pemerkosaan, sekaligus dalam media massa dari pornografi sampai ke iklan biasa mereka digambarkan sebagai makhluk yang cantik atau sensual saja, sepertinya tidak mempunyai ciri yang lain. Namun ironisnya, jika perempuan berhubungan seks terlalu bebas, pasti dicap “tanpa susila”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorongan bekerja di luar negeri, termasuk di Hong Kong, muncul saat calon tenaga kerja itu mendengar cerita sukses rekan mereka yang pernah bekerja disitu. Dorongan pergi itu semakin kuat saat menghadapi realita bahwa di negerinya, lahan pekerjaan begitu sempit, bahkan hampir tidak ada, dan upah yang diterima pun sangat kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam benak umum barangkali setiap mendengar kata TKW (tenaga kerja wanita Indonesia), yang segera terbayang adalah sosok seorang pekerja kasar dan pembantu rumah tangga. Pekerjaan yang dipandang dengan sebelah mata karena memang bukanlah pekerjaan ideal dalam kehidupan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para TKW tidak pernah memandang pekerjaan yang memberikan penghasilan kepada diri dan keluarga sebagai sesuatu yang hina. Mereka memandang kerja itu mulia dan hidup dari buah kerja sendiri, bersandarkan pada dua tangan perempuan yang bekerja keras tanpa menadah belas-kasihan. Kerja membentuk manusia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumlah TKW asal Indonesia yang bekerja di Hong Kong meningkat pesat, mungkin sudah melampaui jumlah TKW asal Filipina. Peningkatan ini membuktikan bahwa jasa yang diberikan TKW Indonesia lebih disukai dibanding TKW dari Filipina atau negara lain. TKW Indonesia mau belajar bahasa Cantonese dan telaten merawat orang tua dan anak-anak. Sementara TKW Filipina, karena merasa mampu berbahasa Inggris, biasanya enggan untuk mempelajari bahasa Cantonese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Penurunan jumlah TKW Filipina di Hong Kong bisa jadi TKW Filipina memiliki kesadaran sosial dan politik yang cukup tinggi. Sehingga ketika hak-hak mereka dilanggar oleh majikan, mereka akan langsung melawan. Dan hal itu tidak disukai majikan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pemilihan TKW Indonesia oleh para majikan di Hong Kong sebenarnya dilandasi alasan upah TKW Indonesia lebih murah jika dibandingkan dengan TKW asal Filipina. Meski standar upah minimum di Hong Kong untuk para TKW sekitar HK$ 3.500, masih banyak TKW Indonesia mau yang menerima upah yang lebih rendah dari upah minimum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Permainan pemberian upah di bawah standar itu merupakan praktik jamak di Hong Kong, termasuk pemotongan tujuh bulan gaji oleh agen. Cukup banyak TKW yang tidak menerima gaji satu sen pun selama tujuh bulan bekerja akibat ulah agen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pemerintah Indonesia dan Filipina mempunyai cara pandang berbeda dalam melihat pekerja migran. Pemerintah Filipina menganggap tenaga kerja merupakan pahlawan devisa, yang senantiasa harus dilindungi oleh negara dan diperjuangkan hak-haknya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bahkan, Pemerintah Filipina tidak segan-segan terlibat langsung dalam memperjuangkan hak-hak pekerja migrannya. Sedangkan Pemerintah Indonesia masih melihat kepergian TKI ke luar negeri untuk mengurangi angka pengangguran di Tanah Air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;TKW merupakan bagian dari TKI yang paling banyak mengalami penderitaan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: Human Rights Watch, Voice of Human Rights.&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/21171037-3356187176529458276?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/3356187176529458276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=3356187176529458276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3356187176529458276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3356187176529458276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/03/penindasan-wanita-woman-in-chains.html' title='Penindasan Wanita (Woman in Chains)'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rf8UpmlexEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tWLWYl1JG9o/s72-c/woman+in+chains_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-7045527991356507719</id><published>2007-03-15T22:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T22:49:51.105+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Victoria Park di hari Minggu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rfm_XWlexDI/AAAAAAAAADs/b9JYs6LHS9Q/s1600-h/victoria+park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042271665738662962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rfm_XWlexDI/AAAAAAAAADs/b9JYs6LHS9Q/s200/victoria+park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Victoria Park terletak di Causeway Bay di sebelah utara Pulau Hong Kong, diapit antara Causeway Bay dan stasiun Mass Transit Railway (MTR) di Tin Hau. Victoria merupakan bagian dari distrik Eastern yang berbatasan dengan distrik Wan Chai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taman ini juga dilengkapi fasilitas olah raga, kolam renang, dan arena bermain untuk anak-anak. Bahkan lapangan tennis di taman ini, sering dijadikan ajang pertandingan tingkat internasional. Taman ini dengan mudah dijangkau dari berbagai sudut wilayah dengan bus, tram, dan kereta bawah tanah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria Park di hari Minggu, menyemut dipadati ribuan wanita. Sejak pukul 08.00 pagi hingga 17.00 sore, Victoria Park menyuguhkan wajah Indonesia. Dan 90% wajah Jawa yang dihiasi rambut pirang terurai. Mode pakaian yang kini, membungkus tubuh, sampai pusar pun diobral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponsel keluaran model baru menjamur ditenteng. Di tempel lekat di kuping, ngobrol sembari jalan. Pulsa seakan diobral murah entah untuk berbincang apa. Gaya wanita Eropa dalam kebebasan makin lengkap. Ditambah asap rokok yang mengepul dari bibir berpoles lipstik. Mereka gayanya, mirip turis. Dan, rasa-rasanya gak salah memang. Victoria Park tempat favorit para turis wanita dialeg Jawa medok. Sedikit menyamarkan, dialek Kanton akan menjadi selingan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mau makan nasi, rujak atau gado-gado? Atau haus? Atau habis pulsa? Semua bisa dibeli atau dibikin secara sembunyi-sembunyi. Para wanita pekerja Indonesia benar-benar ingin memanjakan diri setelah enam hari harus memanjakan sang majikan. Makanya mereka puas-puaskan menikmati kebebasan yang cuma sehari ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Begitulah, Victoria Park, terutama pada hari libur Minggu, de facto adalah bagian dari Indonesia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-7045527991356507719?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/7045527991356507719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=7045527991356507719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7045527991356507719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/7045527991356507719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/03/victoria-park-di-hari-minggu.html' title='Victoria Park di hari Minggu'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rfm_XWlexDI/AAAAAAAAADs/b9JYs6LHS9Q/s72-c/victoria+park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-6434082837024060636</id><published>2007-03-12T23:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:28:54.979+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Afterglow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RfXRNWlexCI/AAAAAAAAADk/YDTtCXJ8lEM/s1600-h/afterglow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041165385242428450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RfXRNWlexCI/AAAAAAAAADk/YDTtCXJ8lEM/s200/afterglow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I walk softly through the empty house, not wanting to break the spell I’m under. My soul melts in the gaze of your sleepy eyes, rapid breathing slowly subsides, embracing each other and holding on tight. Your touch lingers on my skin, your sweetness still wet on my lips. Words from my soul caressing your heart, our spirits dancing as one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want only to taste the room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;that just held you, breathe the fragrance you left behind. I don’t feel your departure, can’t tell you have &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/275/1481/1600/cindy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gone. I only feel how you held me. Our union renewed, we grow to a higher level of love… sweet and tender…&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/21171037-6434082837024060636?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/6434082837024060636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=6434082837024060636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/6434082837024060636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/6434082837024060636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/03/afterglow.html' title='Afterglow'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RfXRNWlexCI/AAAAAAAAADk/YDTtCXJ8lEM/s72-c/afterglow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-2591997848769964611</id><published>2007-03-11T01:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T01:50:29.397+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady In Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RfNRjWlexBI/AAAAAAAAADc/S-GdOPMSS2Y/s1600-h/ladyinred5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040462075757773842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RfNRjWlexBI/AAAAAAAAADc/S-GdOPMSS2Y/s200/ladyinred5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Red signifies danger, love, high energy, anger, passion and desire. We all know how it is the colour of the heart of love, of Valentines day, of romantic red roses and the drama of the recklessness of the bullfight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing red is a bold statement. It is such a powerful color. When I do wear red, it’s an indication I’m feeling empowered and fiery. Red is the Chinese colour for happiness, rich, lucky and longlife. It’s traditional to wear red clothes especially during the New Year Lunar Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I associate Red with the slow romantic dance Lady In Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=smYKNQDCRec&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lady In Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Sung&lt;/em&gt; by Chris DeBurgh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ve never seen you shine so bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ve never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They’re looking for a little romance, given half a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have never seen that dress you’re wearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or the highlights in your head that catch your eyes I have been blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady in red is dancing with me cheek to cheek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There’s nobody here, it’s just you and me&lt;br /&gt;It’s where I wanna be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I hardly know this beauty by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’ll never for get, the way you look tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’ve never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’ve never seen you shine so bright you were amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’ve never seen so many people want to be there by your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when you turned to me and smiled, it took my breath away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never had such a feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a feeling of complete and utter love, as I do tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lady in red is dancing with me cheek to cheek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There’s nobody here, it’s just you and me&lt;br /&gt;It’s where I wanna be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I hardly know this beauty by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’ll never for get, the way you look tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way you look tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never will forget, the way you look tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lady in red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lady in red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lady in red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lady in red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you…&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/21171037-2591997848769964611?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/2591997848769964611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=2591997848769964611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/2591997848769964611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/2591997848769964611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/03/lady-in-red.html' title='Lady In Red'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RfNRjWlexBI/AAAAAAAAADc/S-GdOPMSS2Y/s72-c/ladyinred5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-5329369312220093745</id><published>2007-03-06T21:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T22:09:28.767+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Re3YfLD7NoI/AAAAAAAAADU/pfLDsAFqUQ4/s1600-h/goodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038921588154250882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Re3YfLD7NoI/AAAAAAAAADU/pfLDsAFqUQ4/s200/goodbye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the end of life’s road, you will see a light. You have made your passage, through God’s tunnel so bright. Today I see a silhouette from the sky, with cloud formations to our naked eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mother, I don’t know what’s ahead for you up there, but I know it’s with angels that care. Mother, you’re with Father now, in a place of peace, your days here on Earth, have now come to a cease. The journey through may be winding and step, but you now are at rest, in your final sleep. Someday, I will meet you again, when I pass through, to my life’s end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye Mother, thank you for teaching me right and wrong, thank you for being patient, thank you for trusting me, thank you for holding my hands, thank you for letting me know that you love me dearly. Where woud I be without you?...&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/21171037-5329369312220093745?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/5329369312220093745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=5329369312220093745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5329369312220093745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5329369312220093745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/03/goodbye-mother.html' title='Goodbye Mother'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Re3YfLD7NoI/AAAAAAAAADU/pfLDsAFqUQ4/s72-c/goodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-703824916624800982</id><published>2007-02-16T23:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:21:08.939+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RdYrQ9GsZEI/AAAAAAAAADA/xHZ8NXinUo4/s1600-h/ooo+message.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032257203913647170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RdYrQ9GsZEI/AAAAAAAAADA/xHZ8NXinUo4/s200/ooo+message.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;~~ Out of Action Message ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for visiting my blog, please be advised that I will be out of the office from 17 February thru 3 March due to a Far East biz trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In case of emergency you can still contact me on the usual number :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hopefully I will be back in action on 5 March. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Till then, be good and I’ll be missing all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&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/21171037-703824916624800982?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/703824916624800982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=703824916624800982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/703824916624800982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/703824916624800982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/02/out-of-office.html' title='Out Of Office'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RdYrQ9GsZEI/AAAAAAAAADA/xHZ8NXinUo4/s72-c/ooo+message.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-3187739964496720921</id><published>2007-02-15T23:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T23:47:07.064+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Now and Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RdTgmdGsZDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VfQ5L7a6riE/s1600-h/nowanf4ever2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031893634932040754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RdTgmdGsZDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VfQ5L7a6riE/s200/nowanf4ever2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The reason it hurts so much to separate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;is because our souls are connected…&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/21171037-3187739964496720921?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/3187739964496720921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=3187739964496720921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3187739964496720921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3187739964496720921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/02/now-and-forever.html' title='Now and Forever'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RdTgmdGsZDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VfQ5L7a6riE/s72-c/nowanf4ever2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-8463106472720595821</id><published>2007-02-12T23:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T23:41:05.768+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Setiap hari adalah hari Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RdDo5fc9-CI/AAAAAAAAACo/d25JClozoHQ/s1600-h/valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030776858166032418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RdDo5fc9-CI/AAAAAAAAACo/d25JClozoHQ/s200/valentine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;See my previous post “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/02/every-day-is-valentines-day.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Every day is a Valentine’s day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;”, dated 13 february 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu kebiasaan kita untuk selalu membuktikan cinta kita pada orang yang mengasihi dan kita kasihi di hari Valentine, seperti lewat hadiah, makan malam romantis, kata-kata cinta yang memabukkan, mawar merah 7 lusin, atau apa saja. Sebenarnya Valentine´s Day itu adalah hari biasa. Hanya sehari dalam setahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukankah sebenarnya menyedihkan menunggu satu hari dalam setahun hanya untuk menyatakan dan mendapatkan pernyataan cinta kasih? Bagaimana dengan 364 hari lainnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukankah mendapat kecupan selamat pagi disertai dengan senyum manis merupakan hadiah yang indah? Bukankah, sepiring nasi goreng yang dibuat oleh ibu, istri atau kekasih dengan penuh sayang merupakan berkat? Bukankah, pujian yang diberikan teman merupakan hal yang manis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang, hadiah Valentine yang sesungguhnya datang bukan berupa wanginya parfum yang kita dapatkan, atau romantisnya makan malam bersama kekasih, melainkan berupa hal-hal kecil yang sudah menjadi kebiasaan, yang sebenarnya bagi banyak orang lainnya merupakan hal langka yang didambakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentu saja, merayakan hari Valentine bukan suatu hal yang salah. Tapi jangan sampai kita lupa bahwa setiap hari bisa menjadi hari Valentine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk yang merayakan.. “Selamat Hari Valentine 2007”...&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/21171037-8463106472720595821?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/8463106472720595821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=8463106472720595821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8463106472720595821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8463106472720595821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/02/setiap-hari-adalah-hari-valentine.html' title='Setiap hari adalah hari Valentine'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RdDo5fc9-CI/AAAAAAAAACo/d25JClozoHQ/s72-c/valentine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-889194661073819548</id><published>2007-02-11T23:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T23:55:36.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Promise for a New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rc-cxPc9-BI/AAAAAAAAACc/Nbl8BStn-qc/s1600-h/promise_1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030411678571690002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rc-cxPc9-BI/AAAAAAAAACc/Nbl8BStn-qc/s200/promise_1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When she spoke to him after a long time, she knew he was a changed person. She didn’t hate him for the person he had become. She hated herself for transforming a sweet caring fun person into the cold mechanical human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She remembered the past. The phone conversations. The few short meetings… a budding friendship. As time went by, he professed his love for her. She liked him, immensely. But was she ready for love? Both of them nursed a broken heart. Was the comfort of their friendship and the realization of love the beginning to the end of the shadows of fear, insecurity and pain that lurked in their hearts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She didn’t want to be hurt again. Not another relationship to turn bitter over time. She didn’t trust her luck. The stars ruling her destiny have always been cruel. She sometimes felt romance was never written for her…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He was hurt. Her decision pained him. But she thought this pain would be short-lived and eventually forgotten rather than bitter and broken relationships. Maybe it was just infatuation mistaken for love. But she let him down. She wasn’t even a true friend. She moved away from him. Both in physical and emotional space. She never kept in touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Time passed. Almost three years. They were back again in the same city. But he had changed. He was cold and cynical. The warmth, the sweetness, the care and everything that made him special was lost. She hardly recognized this person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;His outburst made her realize how much he had loved her deeply. She had lost the one person who would have loved her truly. Only if she had chosen him, but only if…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He can’t say that she didn’t care. She did care, maybe too much. She thought the decision was the best for if at all the relationship didn’t have a future. She would be hurt, but most importantly he would be too. She never wanted to see him hurt again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He doesn’t know that she still has the fragrance packets he gave her. He doesn’t know that she still remembers when he meet and looked extremely handsome in his black T-shirt and jeans. He doesn’t know that she still remembers how upset he was, and how they spoke for hours… many memories…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But still… the mistake was hers. But she is not going to watch her friend just waste away his life in meaningless nothings. She wanted that him back. It didn’t matter if he didn’t love her anymore. She was a callous friend. She wronged him. She doesn’t deserve his love. But it is her responsibility to help him rediscover himself. And she was determined to do it. It didn’t matter if he cursed her for interfering in his life. No amount of anger, bitterness mattered. She was not going to relent. She was not going to leave him the way he was. In the world of pretenses he has weaved for himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He finally said… “I shall try… it is not going to be easy and it takes time”…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She agreed and she waits for his promise of a new beginning to be fulfilled…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;“Never lose Hope if the Beloved pushes you away. If He shuts the door on you, don't go. Be patient and wait! It is your patience that will draw Him back!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-889194661073819548?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/889194661073819548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=889194661073819548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/889194661073819548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/889194661073819548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/02/promise-for-new-beginning.html' title='A Promise for a New Beginning'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rc-cxPc9-BI/AAAAAAAAACc/Nbl8BStn-qc/s72-c/promise_1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-8189864710055048055</id><published>2007-02-10T00:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T00:44:50.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Message in a Bottle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rc0HW_c9-AI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2-NNf-n4cbI/s1600-h/1924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029684450414163970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rc0HW_c9-AI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2-NNf-n4cbI/s200/1924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I still miss you…&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some messages are too clear to miss…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight I have just received such a message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/21171037-8189864710055048055?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/8189864710055048055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=8189864710055048055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8189864710055048055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8189864710055048055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/02/message-in-bottle.html' title='Message in a Bottle'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/Rc0HW_c9-AI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2-NNf-n4cbI/s72-c/1924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-4279932069964997789</id><published>2007-02-07T22:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T23:16:46.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RcpPvDDkPpI/AAAAAAAAAB4/44nRiq4xx9o/s1600-h/below_the_horizon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028919603605290642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RcpPvDDkPpI/AAAAAAAAAB4/44nRiq4xx9o/s200/below_the_horizon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter the difference in sands beneath our feet…&lt;br /&gt;I whisper your name….. and you are with me in the worlds of your words left behind…&lt;/span&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/21171037-4279932069964997789?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/4279932069964997789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=4279932069964997789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4279932069964997789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/4279932069964997789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/02/remembering.html' title='Remembering'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RcpPvDDkPpI/AAAAAAAAAB4/44nRiq4xx9o/s72-c/below_the_horizon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-3144206025479206198</id><published>2007-02-05T23:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:23:33.677+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RceuAzDkPnI/AAAAAAAAABg/e103-RyhpOA/s1600-h/dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028178837710847602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RceuAzDkPnI/AAAAAAAAABg/e103-RyhpOA/s200/dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I had known our last dance would be our very last dance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Would I’ve stepped a little closer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Would I’ve stayed for one more song...&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/21171037-3144206025479206198?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/3144206025479206198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=3144206025479206198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3144206025479206198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/3144206025479206198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/02/last-dance.html' title='The Last Dance'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RceuAzDkPnI/AAAAAAAAABg/e103-RyhpOA/s72-c/dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-8616574812365213957</id><published>2007-02-02T23:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:50:36.802+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RcTnRzDkPkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1FgKTmKDPXY/s1600-h/thoughts1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027397377001274946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RcTnRzDkPkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1FgKTmKDPXY/s200/thoughts1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She was numb. As if the heart has lost its warmth and glow and her insane mind rambled on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said… “Please don’t hurt me. Meet me and I want to see you look in my eyes and say that you love me. You won’t be able to do it because deep inside your heart, you do love me at least to a miniscule of a measure”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you for a moment think of the pain I have suffered? It was not easy being far away from you. It was not easy to love someone whom one has never seen yet whom the heart loved madly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you realize… to me you have become one of the reasons I exist and you were asking me to let go of my life yet find a reason to live. You never seen the tears, the pain on my face, the love I have for you and yet you chose to hurt me. It was easy to hurt me than take my hand. It was easy to let me suffer than let others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Was it because I thought about your happiness and chose to take the pains? Was it because I was not selfish? Was it because I never forced you to love for it felt that I would be insulting my love for you? Was it because I let you take your own time while I gathered the strength to wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He asked her… “Why am I doing this to you…?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well seek the answer for I cannot find a valid answer…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot find a valid answer why should I stop waiting for you. Till now you haven’t given me a valid reason. And even if you do, why should I stop loving you? And why should I stop feeling in the far corner of my heart that one day you shall come, one day you shall be mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And why should you not love me, can you think of one reason? No, you cannot. No one can. So why shouldn’t I wait for that day to arrive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nobody wants to be lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So why… why don’t you let me love you?…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart weeps in sadness and asks you every moment… “Will you be mine forever?”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who LOVE, time is eternity…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;~~ Henry Van Dyke&lt;/span&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/21171037-8616574812365213957?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/8616574812365213957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=8616574812365213957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8616574812365213957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/8616574812365213957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/02/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RcTnRzDkPkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1FgKTmKDPXY/s72-c/thoughts1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-5601416291530264567</id><published>2007-01-31T23:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:41:28.342+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Around the Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RcTq9DDkPmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/sWIain03fDg/s1600-h/just+around+the+corner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027401418565500514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RcTq9DDkPmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/sWIain03fDg/s320/just+around+the+corner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Part of me is with you still, somewhere up in your arid hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I can’t go back and fetch my soul, even though I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like our love, it’s.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=de7q3vJZYGw"&gt;Just Around the Corner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things aren’t quite as they seem inside my domain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can’t know about everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;only pleasure and pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You wonder why I come here with head to my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where else can I be cured and the king of your mansion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A thorn in your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and a child to protect that claims he’s free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just around the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;half a mile to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Strong enough to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;starved for some affection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;come quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;come ease my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For my prayers have not been answered in a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ve already made my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;like it or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as there’s no regrets I’ll be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;when the ride stops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;These comforts to me and these crosses to bare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;with which we live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just around the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;half a mile to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Strong enough to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;starved for some affection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can’t drag you into this mess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m the thorn in your side and the child to protect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just around the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;half a mile to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong enough to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;starved for some affection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;come quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;come ease my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For my prayers have not been answered in a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just Around the Corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; sung by &lt;em&gt;Cock Robin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&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/21171037-5601416291530264567?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/5601416291530264567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=5601416291530264567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5601416291530264567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/5601416291530264567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-around-corner.html' title='Just Around the Corner'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCZMRgsAKE/RcTq9DDkPmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/sWIain03fDg/s72-c/just+around+the+corner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116984621784879278</id><published>2007-01-26T22:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:20:47.720+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/177712/smile6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/729729/smile6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Half of heaven, half of hope, half of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Your smile is magical, mean so much and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me kiss it to completion…&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/21171037-116984621784879278?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116984621784879278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116984621784879278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116984621784879278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116984621784879278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/your-smile.html' title='Your Smile'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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-21171037.post-116967532150116328</id><published>2007-01-24T22:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:48:41.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing the Horizon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/257755/chasing_the_horizon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/182748/chasing_the_horizon3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Standing there, watching the evening’s magic act. The sun burst into splashes of gold, crimson, and violet as she hit the horizon. Out of nowhere, she changed into her white gown, and began to ascend into a new sky. She lit a silver carpet on the ocean’s surface, one that led straight to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was she calling me, asking me to follow her path, one that led to the edge of the world, that led to the edge of me? Would I find my own avatars when I got there? Would I understand the different shades, the various shapes I personified? Would I know the secret to my own magic act?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I watch my avatar swimming in the waves. I wonder what she looks like. Is she the classic mermaid of fairytales? Does she resemble me in form, in thought? Did I invent her to reach the horizon, to look over the edge of my destiny, before I get there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The horizon is where the water meets the sky, where the moon meets the sun, where the mermaid meets you. It came to me, as I was silently falling asleep last night. It is an illusion, created by me for an answer, the answer to my existence, to my purpose…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116967532150116328?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116967532150116328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116967532150116328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116967532150116328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116967532150116328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/chasing-horizon.html' title='Chasing the Horizon'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116950544715833571</id><published>2007-01-22T23:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:39:12.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guardian Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/533352/guardian%20angel6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/21699/guardian%20angel6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In spite of all your ignorance of my emotions…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to be your Guardian Angel…&lt;br /&gt;Looking out for you with my every passing breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be like the sponge absorbing your pains and giving you the chance to smile. I will hold you when you stumble in pain and your footsteps pause in confusion. I would be your shadow, keep in step with you as you walk through the life. Guiding you, if you arrive at crossroads, make your choice and banish the worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet… I am human and can err... If I have hurt you, if because of my foolishness and misunderstandings you have shed a tear, please punish me but don’t let go of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But then… you chose to turn away from me not because you wanted to but because you felt… you had no choice. Yet I realize the pain in your heart. Maybe that is why I am still holding your fingers, still being your shadow, still walking with you, still waiting for your return. You choose to walk past me. Making me invisible in your eyes. I can silently suffer that pain because I know it hurts you too…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me live each moment of this blessed life… where my heart beats for you…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116950544715833571?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116950544715833571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116950544715833571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116950544715833571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116950544715833571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/guardian-angel.html' title='Guardian Angel'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116924713811033809</id><published>2007-01-19T23:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:52:18.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Broken Step</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/468081/eternity3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/164830/eternity3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just like in life, you will hit a broken path and you can choose to turn around, or to keep going and see whats at the end of that struggle to get above where you are....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116924713811033809?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116924713811033809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116924713811033809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116924713811033809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116924713811033809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/broken-step.html' title='The Broken Step'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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-21171037.post-116898442179513278</id><published>2007-01-16T22:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T23:01:35.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlearning Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/810538/unlearning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/22344/unlearning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was 4 am and still she was awake. She was starry-eyed, but not because she couldn’t sleep. She was trying hard to fight back the dew drops falling down her cheek. Everything was throbbing… body, heart and mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just closed the door, and her heart smashed in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t know what to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disoriented, she fidgets for her phone. Stares at it, then decides to shut it off instead. She wakes up few hours, pillow drenched… with a real bad headache. She’s gonna party today she says. Being alone and unattached ain’t that bad. Yet when the music started playing, she hears one of their so many songs, and… she cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She couldn’t believe she still had tears left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all going back to her. How he systematically turned her life around with his presence, how his voice intoxicated her. Clinging on to whats left of her hear life, she shuts those visions off. Enough... But she knew that the person she was trying to forget was the only one she needed to ease the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps erything wasn’t as cosmic as she thought after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to look for someone to blame but she knew too well that she won’t find anyone. She crafted her own sweet suicide. And yet amidst of it all, she still craves being lost in his arms. The only choice should be to flatiron all hopes until she was numb. If only she can unlearn loving him, she would. Then later on perhaps she can unlearn how to cry, how to block the visions of their hands intertwined, how to numb her skin from reliving the feel of his touch, the warmth of his breath, the comfort &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilovebutterflies.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/not_as_it_seems.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;of his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s never easy - unlearning love letting go what’s hard to even hide needing and wanting. She can forget him… Of course…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116898442179513278?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116898442179513278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116898442179513278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116898442179513278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116898442179513278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/unlearning-love.html' title='Unlearning Love'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116881550442050800</id><published>2007-01-14T23:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T23:58:24.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorful Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/628824/colorful10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/80905/colorful10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Images fascinate me… reminds me of precious moments of my life and the world around me that have slipped away. Those moments have become snapshots in memory, pushed into the recesses of my mind, some even lost in the cobwebs of time, work and relationships. And these images are evidence of a time gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the shades of black and white to the brilliance of the colors of digital technology, the images sang the song of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The years of life with family and friends, a passage through time, from childhood to adulthood. There lies my past… a wonderful kaleidoscope of colors, emotions and changes. And these colorful moments, as the years roll by, they are special… a tear, a smile, moments of love and many more captured in a piece of film and cherished for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images... a collage of moments spaced out in time. A concoction of sentiments, twirl through the past, through the familiar landscapes of the bygone. Today will transform into another image, another yesterday, as I step into a “present day” in a tomorrow...&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/21171037-116881550442050800?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116881550442050800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116881550442050800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116881550442050800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116881550442050800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/colorful-moments.html' title='Colorful Moments'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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-21171037.post-116864148053711146</id><published>2007-01-12T23:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:44:19.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/873341/loving%20touch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/705624/loving%20touch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/191228/loving%20touch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I touch you there exists nothing else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and I am wholly with you.&lt;br /&gt;Yet when I touch you there is everything else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;as I receive the whole earth in you.&lt;br /&gt;When I touch you I touch the earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and when I touch you I receive her in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In you I touch her intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;I feel her strength.&lt;br /&gt;I hear her waters.&lt;br /&gt;I breathe her fragrance.&lt;br /&gt;I taste her winds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I see her beauty…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116864148053711146?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116864148053711146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116864148053711146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116864148053711146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116864148053711146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/loving-touch.html' title='Loving Touch'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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-21171037.post-116846726430170662</id><published>2007-01-10T21:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T23:14:24.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sweet Daydream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/239004/daydream2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/320/437813/daydream2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;A man was on the beach…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around midnight and everyone was asleep, or so she thought. She snook out of the house and went to the docks to silently cry by herself and ponder on some thoughts that have been lingering in her mind. Teardrops fell on her cheeks as she thought of that day she’ll leave the people she loves so dearly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wept some more while gazing at the rustic full moon and magnificently clear skies. An evanescent reflection showing with a blurry tear-stained eyes of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, footsteps were amiss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she saw the man, walking towards the weeping, broken lady. He gazed up at the beautiful sky and she saw a tear run down his cheek. Speaking the words “don’t go” as he went closer to where she was crying. He looked deep into her bittersweet eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;And they were locked in love’s eternally warm embrace... never to be torn apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116846726430170662?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116846726430170662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116846726430170662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116846726430170662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116846726430170662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/sweet-daydream.html' title='A Sweet Daydream'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116837775188040477</id><published>2007-01-09T22:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:22:31.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Let These be Your Desires</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/237499/white%20rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/277394/white%20rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But if you love and must needs have desires,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let these be your desires:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To melt and be like a running brook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That sings its melody to the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To know the pain of too much tenderness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To be wounded by your own understanding of love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And to bleed willingly and joyfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To wake at dawn with a winged heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And give thanks for another day of loving;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To return home at eventide with gratitude;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And then to sleep with a prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the beloved in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And a song of praise upon your lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Kahlil Gibran&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/21171037-116837775188040477?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116837775188040477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116837775188040477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116837775188040477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116837775188040477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/let-these-be-your-desires.html' title='Let These be Your Desires'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116803731535375548</id><published>2007-01-05T23:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T23:50:55.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The beauty of a perfect kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/603350/perfect%20kiss1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/822317/perfect%20kiss1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling the sensation of your lips as they slide over mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Taste like honey to my soul as taking me to a different place in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me in the tip of desire&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me with limitless passion&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me until the dawn arrives&lt;/span&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/21171037-116803731535375548?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116803731535375548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116803731535375548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116803731535375548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116803731535375548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/beauty-of-perfect-kiss.html' title='The beauty of a perfect kiss'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116794779374865287</id><published>2007-01-04T22:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T23:10:04.763+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/146925/waiting1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/881465/waiting1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The sound of your voice lingers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;becomes my favorite song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My desire for you pierces me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shatters my solitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;...and I await your return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116794779374865287?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116794779374865287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116794779374865287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116794779374865287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116794779374865287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116786299726129202</id><published>2007-01-03T23:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T00:49:07.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do All Good Things Come To An End?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/147746/nelly%20furtado4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/120061/nelly%20furtado4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Flames To Dust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lovers To Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Why Do All Good Things Come To An End~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a nice song sung by Nelly Furtado. Well, I think this song suits me. I don’t know really why I am in love with this song. I think it’s due to the beat and the chorus, floating comes to mind. The hole song just melt in my ears. It’s so chilled and stuff and I also love the lyrics…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hxVOoaZGlak&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All Good Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(sung by &lt;em&gt;Nelly Furtado&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly what will become of me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;don’t like reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s way too clear to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But really life is daily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We are what we don’t see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Missed everything daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Traveling I only stop at exits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wondering if I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’ll stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Young and restless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Living this way I stress less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to pull away when the dream dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The pain sets in and I don’t cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I only feel gravity and I wonder why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;come to an end, come to an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;come to an end, come to an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well the dogs were whistling a new tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Barking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;at the new moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dogs were whistling a new tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Barking at the new moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Die die die die…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lovers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;come to an end, come to an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;come to an end, come to an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well the dogs were barking at a new moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whistling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;a new tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoping it would come soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the dogs were barking at the new moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whistling a new tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could die...&lt;/span&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/21171037-116786299726129202?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116786299726129202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116786299726129202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116786299726129202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116786299726129202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-do-all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title='Why Do All Good Things Come To An End?'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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-21171037.post-116752153837050735</id><published>2006-12-31T00:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:32:18.383+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2006, Welcome 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/305537/cheersto2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/244395/cheersto2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To all my bloggers/non-bloggers friends have a fantastic New Years eve and lets goodbye 2006 and welcome 2007!!!…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116752153837050735?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116752153837050735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116752153837050735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116752153837050735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116752153837050735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/12/goodbye-2006-welcome-2007.html' title='Goodbye 2006, Welcome 2007'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116734702331735406</id><published>2006-12-28T23:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:03:43.353+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain’t it funny, how time slips away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/831234/jugendundalter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/207486/jugendundalter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;“Gee, ain’t it funny, how time slips away…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s almost time to say goodbye to 2006. Like it or not, no one can stop time. No one can even slow it down. Time keeps turning in on itself so that our yesterdays blend into our tomorrows as today hurries past. End of a year, and the start of something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope everyone can learn the past and make 2007 a year to remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116734702331735406?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116734702331735406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116734702331735406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116734702331735406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116734702331735406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/12/aint-it-funny-how-time-slips-away.html' title='Ain’t it funny, how time slips away'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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-21171037.post-116682013944083873</id><published>2006-12-22T21:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T21:47:25.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness and Good Tidings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/884639/8540021011075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/878965/8540021011075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whatever plans you have, as usual by this period of the year, I want to wish everyone lots of good things, times and memories with your relatives and friends... so Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you don’t celebrate Christmas then I wish you a happy time of year.&lt;br /&gt;May Peace, Hope and Love be with you Today, Tomorrow and Always!!…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116682013944083873?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116682013944083873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116682013944083873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116682013944083873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116682013944083873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/12/happiness-and-good-tidings.html' title='Happiness and Good Tidings'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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-21171037.post-116674031214117332</id><published>2006-12-21T23:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:31:52.163+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror Mirror on the Wall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/240008/bgr0022l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/323110/bgr0022l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mirror, mirror on the wall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do I look in you, at all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For all I see is the same old me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And not how I so want to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever wondered about mirrors? We look at it everyday to appreciate our features or to adjust one’s assumed imperfections. But I wondered... What does the mirror whisper to us all?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116674031214117332?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116674031214117332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116674031214117332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116674031214117332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116674031214117332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/12/mirror-mirror-on-wall.html' title='Mirror Mirror on the Wall...'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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-21171037.post-116656398917740358</id><published>2006-12-19T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T22:50:53.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Why can’t you just hold me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/yq3FWHO5Zqg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just Hold Me&lt;br /&gt;(Sung by &lt;em&gt;Maria Mena&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Comfortable as I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Need your reassurance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And comfortable as you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You count the days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But if I wanted silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if I wanted loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’d choose to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if I like rejection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’d audition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if I didn’t love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You would know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And why can’t you just hold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And how come it is so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And do you like to see me broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And why do I still care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;still care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You say you see the light now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the end of this narrow hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish it didn’t matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I didn’t give you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But if I wanted silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if I wanted loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’d choose to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if I like rejection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’d audition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if I didn’t love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You would know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why can’t you just hold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And how come it is so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And do you like to see me broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And why do I still care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Poor little misunderstood baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;No one likes a sad face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I can’t remember life without him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I did have good days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I did have good days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And why can’t you just hold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And how come it is so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And do you like to see me broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And why do I still care.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You care, because you are a caring person. You grief, because you love someone. You are not broken, but just bending in the storm. Love is all around you, you just have to focus on what your heart is telling you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when there is storm inside of you, and everything goes round and round. It’s not easy to focus. You just go with the flow, and wondering why some things just seem to happen. Let it go, and when it comes back to you then the answer will be as clear as you cannot imagine right now…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116656398917740358?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116656398917740358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116656398917740358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116656398917740358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116656398917740358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-cant-you-just-hold-me-just-hold-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116622254681076292</id><published>2006-12-15T23:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T23:42:26.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The same Path of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/774423/same%20path%20of%20life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/787162/same%20path%20of%20life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There are no promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She only thinks... “You are here, I am here... and we journey along the same path of life, together and with each step we take... the bond between us shall hopefully strengthen. If we come to crossroads, and part... I would not have any complaints for those moments together shall be long cherished...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116622254681076292?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116622254681076292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116622254681076292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116622254681076292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116622254681076292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/12/same-path-of-life.html' title='The same Path of Life'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116604798469429397</id><published>2006-12-13T23:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:13:05.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Untold Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/228755/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/277951/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the silence across the distances my heart still whispers. Listen to the breeze it speaks my love. When I am alone, I look into the spaces between my fingers and imagine your fingers in between mine, entwined together in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The air around me is still and unmoving. I must have been standing still, my face drawn and eyes unfocused. The babble of voices were lost in my ears. The faces that stared at my solitary figure passed blurred in front of me. The turbulent heart heard nothing and saw nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The sadness of the distance between us and the loneliness engulfing me. The fear of losing you, the pain of rejection, the happiness of speaking to you even if we end up talking about nothing in particular for those precious five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I ask myself…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Would you care more if I was slim and not plump?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Would you care less if I wore my hair short?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Would you love me for the smile I bring to your face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Would you love me dear for who I am and not how I look?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Would you even love me, not for a year, not for few months, not even a whole day but just for a moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All these emotions and many more, I am sorry, words fall short to describe how much I care about you but my affection and my sentiments are beyond those three words… “I LOVE YOU”…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116604798469429397?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116604798469429397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116604798469429397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116604798469429397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116604798469429397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/12/untold-emotions.html' title='Untold Emotions'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116596119340219084</id><published>2006-12-12T23:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T23:11:01.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Romantic Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/810262/romantic_moments.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/746082/romantic_moments.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A Look… A Hug… A Touch… A Moment…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116596119340219084?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116596119340219084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116596119340219084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116596119340219084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116596119340219084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/12/romantic-moment.html' title='A Romantic Moment'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116561770693542611</id><published>2006-12-08T23:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T23:41:47.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/613818/pic01_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/207318/pic01_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If two hearts are meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;No matter how long it takes, how far it will go and how tough it seems&lt;br /&gt;Fate will bring them together to share a life that is meant to be forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116561770693542611?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116561770693542611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116561770693542611' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116561770693542611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116561770693542611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/12/destiny.html' title='Destiny'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116553041393314033</id><published>2006-12-07T23:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T23:26:54.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeter than Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/89538/endless-summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/317359/endless-summer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Your hands find their way to my face, to caress and kiss me, as we smile at each other and sigh, knowing it will never be any sweeter than this moment…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116553041393314033?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116553041393314033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116553041393314033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116553041393314033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116553041393314033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/12/sweeter-than-sweet.html' title='Sweeter than Sweet'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116527772828165466</id><published>2006-12-05T01:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T08:32:03.020+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying high in the Sky of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/334605/Flying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/376302/Flying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Songs have an impact on our lives. They remind us of special times that we shared. They express how we feel about something, without actually having to say it in black and white. They can depress us or they can uplift us. Songs have the power to unleash and provoke our perceptions and emotions…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I’ve been listening to a song, I’d always feel a bit melancholy. The song is “High” by Lighthouse Family. It’s a pretty upbeat, “endless love” type of song. Strange an upbeat song would make me melancholy. Then I realized, the song was kind of familiar. But where? I couldn’t figure it out. Then I remembered why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the a song, that was played at the last day of my holiday. So it was a very farewell with my friends in a good way. Emotionally intense, and there’s a feeling of sadness in the air for everyone, and the holiday is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radio played the song “High” and for some reason the song click with me. It some how summed up the euphoric and sentimental feeling. And was a great song to end with my friends. When we left, I tried to remember what the song was. It drove me nuts. I kept trying to remember the verses and chorus so I could download it when I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the melancholy comes from being sentimental about the past. The good times on the holiday, etc. It’s just interesting that after all this time, a song subconsciously brings up melancholy feelings…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GpwCvuorVuU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;HIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sung by &lt;em&gt;Lighthouse Family&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When you’re close to tears remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some day it’ll all be over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One day we’re gonna get so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And though it’s darker than December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What’s ahead is a different colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One day ‘we’re gonna get so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The end of the day remember the days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When we were close to the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And we’ll wonder how we made it through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The end of the day remember the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We stayed so close till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We’ll remember it was me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause we are gonna be forever you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You will always keep me flying high in the sky of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don’t you think it’s time you started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Doing what we always wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One day we’re gonna get so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause even the impossible is easy when we got each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One day ‘we’re gonna get so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The end of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;remember the days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;when we were close to the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And we’ll wonder how we made it through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The end of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;remember the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We stayed so close to till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We’ll remember it was me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause we are gonna be forever you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You will always keep me flying high in the sky of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause we are gonna be forever you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You will always keep me flying high in the sky of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;High, high, high, high, high, high, high, high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;remember the days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;when we were close to the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And we’ll wonder how we made it through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The end of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;remember the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We stayed so close to till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We’ll remember it was me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause we are gonna be forever you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You will always keep me flying high in the sky of love (x3)&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/21171037-116527772828165466?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116527772828165466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116527772828165466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116527772828165466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116527772828165466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/12/flying-high-in-sky-of-love.html' title='Flying high in the Sky of Love'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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-21171037.post-116520715248951595</id><published>2006-12-04T05:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T05:39:12.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When I close my eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/417924/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/683640/two.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I close my eyes, I see that I sleep in gentle arms that hold me securely in a sparkling sky. I’m like a moon that pirouettes in a silent dance that moves the tides. I’m this wonder and so are you, though we are at present in a dream that says we are not…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116520715248951595?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116520715248951595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116520715248951595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116520715248951595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116520715248951595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-i-close-my-eyes.html' title='When I close my eyes'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116492576173443557</id><published>2006-11-30T23:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:36:36.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day of November</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/531303/20051118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/210188/20051118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is the last day in November. A month being grateful where I shared with you my emotions and feelings. A month that shows how we’re getting above normal temperatures for this time of year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A Sweet November month has past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is already December 1st! It is cold outside and it will get colder tonight.The winter and Christmas Holiday is coming soon…… each and everytime I hear George Michael sing “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_B4cYbju0H8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;, I gave you my heart. But the very next day, you gave it away”….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Music: Last Christmas, sung by &lt;em&gt;Wham&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116492576173443557?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116492576173443557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116492576173443557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116492576173443557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116492576173443557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/11/last-day-of-november.html' title='The last day of November'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116475444258253243</id><published>2006-11-28T23:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:07:28.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lake House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/1600/thelakehousepubp.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/200/thelakehousepubp.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;How do you hold on to someone you’ve never met?&lt;br /&gt;It’s really a hard question, specially when the time is not under your control, any other troubles could be beaten, but time has been always the unbeaten, uncontrolled factor in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a winter morning in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her way to the city, Dr. Kate Forster (Sandra Bullock) leaves a note in the mailbox for house’s next tenant, asking him to forward her mail and noting that the inexplicable painted paw prints he might notice by the front door were there when she moved in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the next tenant arrives, he sees a much different picture. Alex Wyler (Keanu Reeves), a talented but frustrated architect working at a nearby construction site, finds the lake house badly neglected: dusty, dirty and overgrown with weeds. And no sign of paw prints anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house has special meaning for Alex. In a happier time it was built by his estranged father (Christopher Plummer), a renowned architect who allowed his professional acclaim to grow at the expense of his family life. Alex feels a sense of peace here now and commits to restoring the property to its original beauty. He disregards Kate’s note until, days later, while painting the weather-beaten jetty he sees a stray dog run across the fresh paint and then towards the entrance of the house, leaving paw prints exactly where she said they’d be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baffled, Alex writes back, saying that the house had no occupant before him and wondering how she could have known about the dog; while Kate, who just left it a week ago, imagines he is playing some kind of joke on her and fires back a reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for argument’s sake, what day is it there?&lt;br /&gt;April 14th, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;No, she says. It’s April 14th, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the same day, two years apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can this be happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Kate and Alex continue to correspond through the lake house’s mailbox they confirm that they are, incredibly, impossibly, living two years apart, and each at a time in their lives when they are struggling with past disappointments and trying to make a new start. Sharing this unusual bond, they reveal more of themselves to one another with each passing week - their secrets, their doubts and dreams, until they find themselves falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch The Lake House Trailer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vgd2pvBu6es&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Listen the soundtrack: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okmusicvideos.com/v-5064-somewhere-only-we-know.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Somewhere Only We Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;, sung by &lt;em&gt;Keane&lt;/em&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/21171037-116475444258253243?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116475444258253243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116475444258253243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116475444258253243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116475444258253243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/11/lake-house.html' title='The Lake House'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116466251313412448</id><published>2006-11-27T22:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:21:53.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a part of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/135216/into_the_square_hall_by_jaysu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/789503/into_the_square_hall_by_jaysu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There is a place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It is the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116466251313412448?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116466251313412448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116466251313412448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116466251313412448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116466251313412448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/11/be-part-of-me.html' title='Be a part of me'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116432055868844467</id><published>2006-11-23T23:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:43:48.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Brave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/328584/be%20brave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/51721/be%20brave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brave is on of the key points to succeed and do well in every task that we do. If one is not brave enough to decide what one’s want to do, one will never be improved, one step futher than one used to be. Some people are too scared to do anything, so they will just be in the same position for the rest of their life. As long as we have done nothing wrong, why must we scare? We must be braved in everything that we do as long as the act is correct, right, and not against the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who is not dare to do anything usually he or she will think about all the sides effects before doing anything such as “what will the public think of me if I do such things?” or “what if I fail?” or “how ashamed am I going to be?”. As a result of it, they will just play safe as they do not need to discover or experience any risks and criticism from everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one hand, making mistake is also one of the process to success…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116432055868844467?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116432055868844467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116432055868844467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116432055868844467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116432055868844467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/11/brave.html' title='Brave'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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-21171037.post-116423391849763943</id><published>2006-11-22T23:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T23:18:38.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'>If I just lay here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/1600/2400-1273~Lovers-III-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/200/2400-1273%7ELovers-III-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I just lay here, would you lie with me, and just forget the world?…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8fq55sijxsg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Chasing Cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Sung by &lt;em&gt;Snow Patrol&lt;/em&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/21171037-116423391849763943?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116423391849763943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116423391849763943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116423391849763943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116423391849763943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-i-just-lay-here.html' title='If I just lay here'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116415009901433857</id><published>2006-11-22T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:22:46.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet November</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/1600/741761/keanu_charlize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/894/2139/200/968345/keanu_charlize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It is not because the movie “Sweet November” by Keanu Reeves and Charlize Theron. But somehow I can’t remember how people used to describe November as “Sweet November”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could even realize how fast time really passes, the month of October has gone. Gone within a snap. We can’t fight what is in our nature. Our biological clock is ticking. Beside, we’re not getting any younger. Time surely flies fast. Time is really cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we all have a Sweet November!…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116415009901433857?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116415009901433857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116415009901433857' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116415009901433857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116415009901433857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/11/sweet-november.html' title='Sweet November'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116389161847182843</id><published>2006-11-19T00:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:13:38.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When the rain comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/1600/da-rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/200/da-rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When the rain comes, I want you to dance with me and kiss me until it stops...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116389161847182843?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116389161847182843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116389161847182843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116389161847182843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116389161847182843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-rain-comes.html' title='When the rain comes'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116371768054370768</id><published>2006-11-16T23:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T00:05:43.940+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Mrs. Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/1600/me%20and%20mrs%20jones_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/200/me%20and%20mrs%20jones_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;“Me and Mrs. Jones” played in my head in an almost hymnal way, bittersweet and lyrical, the impossible love song impossibly and defiantly true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The man knows it’s wrong that he and Mrs. Jones meet each day at six thirty at their favorite cafe, holding hands, making up plans, playing their favorite song over and over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Knows it must come to an end some day too soon, that each of them will trudge back to their own separate lives of unmentioned husbands an wives, living out the rest of their lives in the blues-festered wounds they have created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But right then, in the hallows of the song, the only thing that matters is that they are together for three minutes of a song, more together maybe than they’ll ever be again. That’s the magic of their sin, in choosing to go left when all the world and heaven too commands them not to give in, to do the right thing instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;a href="http://freemacmusic.com/wp-content/music/1010Me%20And%20Mrs%20Jones.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Me And Mrs. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Sung: &lt;em&gt;by Billy Paul&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and Mrs. Jones&lt;br /&gt;We got a thing going on&lt;br /&gt;We both know that it’s wrong, but it’s much too strong&lt;br /&gt;To let it grow now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know she’ll be there&lt;br /&gt;Holding hands, making all kinds of plans&lt;br /&gt;While the jukebox plays our favorite song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mrs.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones&lt;br /&gt;We got a thing going on&lt;br /&gt;We both know that it’s wrong, but it’s much too strong&lt;br /&gt;To let it grow now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gotta be extra careful&lt;br /&gt;That we don’t build our hopes up too high&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause she’s got her own obligations&lt;br /&gt;And so, and so, do I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mrs.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones&lt;br /&gt;We’ve got a thing going on&lt;br /&gt;We both know that it’s wrong, but it’s much too strong&lt;br /&gt;To let it grow now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it’s time for us to be leaving&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so much, it hurts so much inside&lt;br /&gt;Now she’ll go her way and I’ll go mine&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we’ll meet the same place, the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mrs.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones&lt;br /&gt;Got a thing going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gotta be extra careful&lt;br /&gt;We can’t afford to build, our hopes up too high&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet and talk with you&lt;br /&gt;At the same place, the same cafe, the same time&lt;br /&gt;And we’re gonna hold hands like we used to&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna talk it over, talk it over&lt;br /&gt;We know, they know, and you know and I know that it was wrong&lt;br /&gt;But I think it’s strong&lt;br /&gt;We gotta let ‘em know now&lt;br /&gt;That we gotta thing goin’ on, a thing goin’ on...&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/21171037-116371768054370768?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116371768054370768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116371768054370768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116371768054370768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116371768054370768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-and-mrs-jones.html' title='Me and Mrs. Jones'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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-21171037.post-116362798157513160</id><published>2006-11-15T22:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:59:41.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lips Of An Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/1600/lips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/200/lips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It sounds so sweet, coming from the lips of an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some days I wish she would walk back into my life because memories, well, memories of her voice never seem to fade. It’s having that person seemingly re-enter your life, and you find that there are still feelings there, even though you’ve so called moved on…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116362798157513160?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116362798157513160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116362798157513160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116362798157513160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116362798157513160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/11/lips-of-angel.html' title='Lips Of An Angel'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21171037.post-116328465544809444</id><published>2006-11-11T23:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T23:37:35.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance4Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/1600/Dance_Event_dj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/200/Dance_Event_dj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dance4Life is a growing, worldwide project to fight back HIV and AIDS by dancing. In 2006 Dance4Life is actively working in thirteen countries: Egypt, Ethiopia, Germany, Indonesia, Ireland, Kenya, Nigeria, Russia, South Africa, Tanzania, United Kingdom, Vietnam and The Netherlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all of these countries NCOs (National Concept Owners) are organising Dance4Life events for thousands of young people where they will be involved in the Dance4Life Schools Project, which is life skills driven, culminates in a huge dance event on the Saturday before World AIDS Day (November 25th).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dance Event creates incredible momentum. Imagine yourself, dancing along with others all over the planet, seeing each other through internet and satellite connections. All dressed in white. Dancing the same Drill. By being so many, you can demand the right to health and education and together fight HIV and AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By World AIDS Day 2012, at least one million people dancing all over the world, connected by satellite, making a powerful statement of hope. For the dancing youngsters this is the climax of their Schools Projects. A million involved young people dancing will make such a positive statement that we will attract media, politicians and the general public all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever others see you dance, they too will become aware that there is no time for hesitation. 40.3 million people are living with HIV. A lot can be done by good education and by combating taboos. Young people are the group most at risk: every day, over 6,000 people between 15-24 years old are infected. They want the young to become leaders, instead of targets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Start dancing, Stop AIDS, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C28-I5DkNZA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dance4Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only take heat when you need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You only take heat when you need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come let me brief you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And let you see where greed leads to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Inspire the love inside your people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our people, equal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Food is for all, no steeples and no spires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;No more hellfires and please no more gunfire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dance 4 Life (4x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Quench we meable them thirst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Put them first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And when the floodgates burst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come inside and we’ll keep you strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We protect the children of this new dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We’re properly skilled and we fear no storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And what we’re building will persevere long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After the wicked them disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Justice, dues and rights gone clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and the youth we have will start this here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and the youth we have will start this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dance 4 Life (12x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dance4Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;DJ Tiësto ft. Maxi Jazz’s - Dance4Life anthem&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/21171037-116328465544809444?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116328465544809444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116328465544809444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116328465544809444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116328465544809444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/11/dance4life.html' title='Dance4Life'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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-21171037.post-116302678268722954</id><published>2006-11-08T23:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:06:23.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You're my Moonshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/1600/cool4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/894/2139/200/cool4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When the night is coming, the moon up opposite the sea. The beautiful night will arriving. The beach in the moonlight was very different from the beach by day. There was no darkness in the world, but only warm, mysterious shadows. The night was warmer than any night had ever been, the heavens by some miracle at once vaster and nearer, and spite of the great ivory-tinted moon that ruled the world, the sky was full of stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watching the moon rise above the sea tonight. It was spectacular. Almost full. Words. Not the real moon. We here sitting where that waves gleefully run around us. Water cooling down and lapping at our feet. Looking once more at the pale yellow moon. Romantic. Enchanting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moon was beautiful, and it was. As beautiful as it is now. I know why I was happy. I was inlove. Someone made me special and somehow, I think I made someone special too. No clues prior. My heart again made decisions that my mind wasn’t even told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with all love though it finds a way. The moon the sea may be far away, but the night wasn’t. And the start stil shine brightly, as if encouraging us to make love grow. Make Love possible, Make Love happen. It did happen in time after a million shared moments between us. Sorted out all too late. Moment gone. Magic gone. Moon watching is for lovers…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must remember to ask if sea calls “my dream” the way it does to me. And so my hope floats.... will it ever come to pass... us together hand in hand.. laughing, smiling, loving with the sea waves at our feet playing and the moon giving us light... And I said to myself.. remind me to ask you when I come back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to a girl friend that has a special place in my heart, which has sent the following beautiful words today to me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“aku liat bulan udah purnama, aku gak bakal lupa bulan purnama....dipinggir pantai..kamu lah bulan purnama aku…”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21171037-116302678268722954?l=mydream2catch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/feeds/116302678268722954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21171037&amp;postID=116302678268722954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116302678268722954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21171037/posts/default/116302678268722954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydream2catch.blogspot.com/2006/11/youre-my-moonshine.html' title='You&apos;re my Moonshine'/><author><name>Dreamcatcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07955556400665371060</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
