tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076928634985398732024-03-13T06:15:49.294-07:00jane's blogLearn form the past, Live in the present, and Entrust the future to God's greater plan.Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-54558957603041790672009-09-01T00:19:00.000-07:002009-09-01T01:05:40.877-07:00September 1<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7PN0wue9uB-i6w8ey4uG19dpVioMUE3ImR4c-yjGwMnl1RK9TOr5fxnIgydtL2CQKmCJg02BWQ9A_YS5w5rvHzGUnR7cxM6NWq_QPzcdnQ-_A3r6KAAbXP5GDy5lOipbH8lRaVgUbyMb3/s1600-h/;p;.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376403342325986562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7PN0wue9uB-i6w8ey4uG19dpVioMUE3ImR4c-yjGwMnl1RK9TOr5fxnIgydtL2CQKmCJg02BWQ9A_YS5w5rvHzGUnR7cxM6NWq_QPzcdnQ-_A3r6KAAbXP5GDy5lOipbH8lRaVgUbyMb3/s320/;p;.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000066;">Have you ever known the month of september? </span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">How about the number one? really? </span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">Do you know how much special the month I'm talking about?</span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">Frankly, it's about someone's special... </span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">Guess who? </span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">Actually, shes's a she. It's her birthday..</span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">and I'm overwhelmed indeed; </span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">She's already 22 years of age now. </span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">Although we're now far apart </span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">but the closeness </span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">and the bond we have doesn't fade..</span><br /><span style="color:#000066;"></span><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuXdFnOivMcJMCXAib5TFwB1pG86b-zQHqCajHLjojKqSkhOlJ404Pc89d_BUjcrxRw4_TITxEOczwuo3j-W6UmJ3qgKv7zKvl6pL_DrWFkzWtRsXUmqGybJlqAv3LOWbVrCw3fKf9HFn9/s1600-h/happy.JPG"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376403356595711170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuXdFnOivMcJMCXAib5TFwB1pG86b-zQHqCajHLjojKqSkhOlJ404Pc89d_BUjcrxRw4_TITxEOczwuo3j-W6UmJ3qgKv7zKvl6pL_DrWFkzWtRsXUmqGybJlqAv3LOWbVrCw3fKf9HFn9/s320/happy.JPG" border="0" /></span></a> </span><span style="color:#cc33cc;">She loves composing poem too.. </span></div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">and ever since the world begun, she's very crazy about caucasians...<br />during her single years, she have many poosters of hollywood boy bands, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">likewise: </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Backstreetboys, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">A1, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Moffatts, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Greenday, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Simple Plan, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">N'sync, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Creed, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Lifehouse, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">The Calling, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Matchbox twenty, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">3 Doors Down, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Westlife, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Linkin Park, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">98*, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Hanson, etc..... </span><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">that's why her email address is foriegnfanatic87. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Until she found someone to be loved.. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Precisely, a caucasian too...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">not a hollywood actors... </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Indeed, god wrote the best love story for her, </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">and I wish mine too... :)))</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxg57MC0xNSA2_CqSoDG0pM9ElhhTNeBahC2VuzA1N4Lrz-ECfZESXwuD2Zq7S6LFoPwwz2pfd6V6vWF_uyXtUhtxlkChRVVpM5NQDih35Zj2Fz7OqMwg3-YcVIrWA_PemEua87-eYU62T/s1600-h/haha.JPG"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376403347767802882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxg57MC0xNSA2_CqSoDG0pM9ElhhTNeBahC2VuzA1N4Lrz-ECfZESXwuD2Zq7S6LFoPwwz2pfd6V6vWF_uyXtUhtxlkChRVVpM5NQDih35Zj2Fz7OqMwg3-YcVIrWA_PemEua87-eYU62T/s320/haha.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;">well, well, ..................<br />She's my bestfriend, </span><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">my make-up artist, </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">my fashion designer, </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">my best daredevil </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">but at the same time..</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">She's my best guardian angel, </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">she's my best boxer.... </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">she is big and I'm small...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">OMG! :)))) She's my big sister............</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">MARIZ :) lol, I'm not in a wrong time...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">naks! you wake up another day is gone.... 22! </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">It's never ever be late to greet you...<br /></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ff6600;">I miss you tooooo...<br /></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Love you as always..<br /></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Jane.... </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ff6600;">:) </span></div>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-13750089122893679022009-08-23T00:25:00.000-07:002009-08-23T00:37:11.449-07:00AN AMAZING ALPHABET<span style="font-family:georgia;">A - Amazin' alphabet and A</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">B - Bubbly person.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">C - Careful! She's not a </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">D - Daredevil nor an </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">E - enemy. she's a</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">F - fanatic</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">G - glamorous gal.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">H - High-spirited</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I - ideal</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">J - Jane.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">K - Kind-hearted</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">L - lass. A</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">M - music aficionado,</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">N - nice looking...</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">O - one of a kind</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">P - pal....</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Q - Quietly, life's quest. With a</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">R - rustic personality.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">S - search</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">T - totally, has been tests...</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">U - unsinkable, unbeatable, unstopable...precisely me.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">V - vastly,</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">W - wacky...</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">X - x... a kiss for someone's reading this...</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Y - yikes! what an amazing alphabet it is...</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Z - zilch... :) zest for life...</span>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-44383248816728101692009-08-14T22:26:00.000-07:002009-08-14T22:48:23.043-07:00A Typical Lass<span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Oh, a lass...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>that surely makes your life so dearly.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Kinda typical lass...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>just an ordinary lass in the earth.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>It's real and it's true...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Living in her simple ways,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>in her simple thoughts...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>a lass that is weak but brave.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>a silly but drives you crazy.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Teases you off 'till you hate...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>not a smart sassy nor an idiot lass;</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>not a Hollywood rockstar nor an asia's</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Princess Pop star...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>not a Daredevil nor an Adorable Angel...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>It's just a typical lass...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>that loves you precisely,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>just dont break her heart so quickly...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>for a bubbly, typical lass life's </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>quest not that easy.....</strong></span>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-41097283159595988052009-08-14T22:04:00.000-07:002009-08-14T22:13:50.843-07:00Maybe I....<span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>It's been in the past</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>maybe for a while</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>I get a flash and I grinned..</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>am I insane?</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Maybe I, Maybe I...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>And It's been crossed in my mind</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Maybe were friends</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Maybe were more...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Maybe it's just my imagination</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>I have to know why!...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Wondering why it's so indelible.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>That felt so incredible</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Maybe these just cause of so much stress.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Maybe I just got to know ....</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>But till now, im Clueless...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>:)</strong></span>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-62463644845323029682009-08-14T01:37:00.000-07:002009-08-14T01:43:56.447-07:00IN MY JOURNEY<span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>I don't know how to this right.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>'cause I'm about to ride a bus,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>It's already 10'clock...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>but I wasn't expected atlast...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>It was real and it was right.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>To have a short eye to eye</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>to the alien lad...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>that brought a blush to my cheeks.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>His hazel eyes is like a tiny crystal clear.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>his mousy hair is like a tiny ginger.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>his glance drivin' me crazy...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>Got a stunnin' personality...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>Can't help to stare at him,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>seems his the lad of my dreams.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>I had an imbecile feelin'...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>caught a glimpse of the lad who stole my attention.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>I felt nowhere when his hazel eyes stuck at me...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>I was completely melting on that day....</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>An alien lad who've been in my journey...</strong></span>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-9052408902523651072009-08-14T01:28:00.000-07:002009-08-14T01:36:43.043-07:00Pusong binihag<strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Noong una pa lang kitang nakita,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Ako'y may nadarama na,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Paano kasi ika'y sadyang kahanga-hanga</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Ako'y nabighani sa yong maamong mukha.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">'di na bali kung di mo ako kilala,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">malaman mo na lang na ako'y </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">isa mong tagahanga,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">na handang sumuporta sa yong ginagawa</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">At nandito kapag ikay nanghihina...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Hay naku! ?Ano ba 'tong nadarama ko</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Alam kong hindi mo ako gusto,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Ngunit bakit ganito? tulungan mo naman ako!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Nanghihingalo na 'tong pusong </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">binihag mo......</span></strong>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-45819665120880779242009-08-14T00:54:00.001-07:002009-08-14T01:01:36.565-07:00Angel<span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>I've been in a garden</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>that I've never seen before</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>Butterflies were flyin'</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>Pink roses were smilin'</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>Green grasses were stunnin'</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>It was very wonderful garden...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>Sittin' like a child,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>Does an awesome angel instead.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>that seems so amazin'...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>A place that nobody saw me </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>I couldn't feel any worries,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>'cause I feel safe, secure</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>and have protection....</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>that brought a grinned smile to my face.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>Suddenly, my alarm clock seems so noisy.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>It's already 7 'clock in the mornin'</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>But I aint forgot,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>once in my dream, that I'm an..................</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>Angel... 0:-)</strong></span>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-63461392434599469802009-08-14T00:44:00.001-07:002009-08-14T00:51:05.464-07:00I'm<strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm alone but I'm happy.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm poor but I'm kind.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm crazy but I'm silly.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm lost but I'm hopeful.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I feel drunk but I'm sober.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm ambitious but I'm a dreamer.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm young but I'm big enough.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm tired but I dont mind.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I care but I'm restless.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm free but I'm focused.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm green but I'm clever.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Im hard but I'm friendly.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm sad but I'm laughing.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm real but I'm true.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Im sick but I'm pretty.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">And it's gonna be alright....</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">'cause I've got as I am...baby!</span></strong>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-18858872145522077732009-08-14T00:37:00.000-07:002009-08-14T00:43:02.295-07:00Keep Runnin'thoughts keep fallin' out of my pocket<br />everythin' is droppin'<br />keep runnin'....<br />waking hours were almost done<br />runnin' late, missed the bus...<br />so i just rush out<br />keep runnin'...<br />i'll almost forgot it<br />but i dont mind<br />just keep runnin'...<br />i must admit it, i'm tired..<br />but i dont care.<br />keep believin', keep runnin'<br />keep my head held high<br />im holding it together,<br />till i can go the distance<br />i will find my way<br />i'll be right where i belong...<br />just keep runnin'......Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-3805977183926484752009-07-28T04:35:00.000-07:002009-07-28T04:37:41.709-07:00Love is....having someoneto be with<br />someone you can't be without<br />it's wanting to hold them every second<br />that's what it all about..<br />the happiness you feel<br />when everything's gone wrong<br />the way you sit there<br />and think of crazy love songs.<br />the sadness in your heart<br />when you know their not there<br />the safeness you have<br />when you are feeling scared...<br />the hope you have<br />when everything's gone<br />the dreams you hold<br />when youre alone...<br />having someone to talk to<br />when no one is listening<br />bein' so inlove<br />that nothing in your life is missing....<br />knowing that someone loves you<br />and loves you forever...<br />thinking of you every second<br />thats what true love is...<br /><br />warning:::: i got only zero but im ok...<br />always,<br />jane :)Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-60933972950937623092009-07-28T03:20:00.000-07:002009-07-28T03:27:38.215-07:00me, myslef, and i<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiEJjDHHn4qp81YaPqR-ShqN4S_5PFKp-mXk9DXBJzgy7kWyVmf-Pao33TWGwdTK16WPJgXFVJt43LiC9wcAWxUTdNsAR3FO8NxjLaQ9h0uCEH0RFs4GYOHhGbFbfmChbNZBoaRNKE_gBb/s1600-h/@jane's+home%E2%99%A5+146.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363455222976365010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiEJjDHHn4qp81YaPqR-ShqN4S_5PFKp-mXk9DXBJzgy7kWyVmf-Pao33TWGwdTK16WPJgXFVJt43LiC9wcAWxUTdNsAR3FO8NxjLaQ9h0uCEH0RFs4GYOHhGbFbfmChbNZBoaRNKE_gBb/s320/@jane's+home%E2%99%A5+146.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />just having some fun......<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3F5LUo-AUXRk9GpCNmvwi1jnA62b6azFTlLAid8BKUOrykFsRYRP3aom6NFVII93Rr20wsTMWoTFUITextdNWksrHDqofsqxQiTMX93_zYQpnPfn3A_QJwcE-W1UPEJsnBXCFdqjBx6jW/s1600-h/@jane's+home%E2%99%A5+143.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363455219098586018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3F5LUo-AUXRk9GpCNmvwi1jnA62b6azFTlLAid8BKUOrykFsRYRP3aom6NFVII93Rr20wsTMWoTFUITextdNWksrHDqofsqxQiTMX93_zYQpnPfn3A_QJwcE-W1UPEJsnBXCFdqjBx6jW/s320/@jane's+home%E2%99%A5+143.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />lol...with little puppy dusky...<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLNCaq946heIaaJ3ftrHkvytqNhKgWJbTBTout99XtoXi5OvvZU04pkcWn6Z5Q7gL4dhFhNnwV4ZSnWwuEp75EP8Gg-brNDvN3gPC72I4UUuJaa8ajVe0n7uvtJhkvbUBAqYMdWrJx9HHM/s1600-h/@jane's+home%E2%99%A5+134.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363455212348788834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLNCaq946heIaaJ3ftrHkvytqNhKgWJbTBTout99XtoXi5OvvZU04pkcWn6Z5Q7gL4dhFhNnwV4ZSnWwuEp75EP8Gg-brNDvN3gPC72I4UUuJaa8ajVe0n7uvtJhkvbUBAqYMdWrJx9HHM/s320/@jane's+home%E2%99%A5+134.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />dusky and jane...<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpPtn8ZpCk3MEHt06sETFvyHQgiFMNOnFo7XN5JdaLE9tiboFwqXvxBvdXBfTuWWcnY2Asd-eD1GPRk6_9t9v_2y1SHKTmKKRcXCIcrJGW8BGfpq5YK2WmZTMeJ3BJFp1Y82fWPrRXpT1R/s1600-h/@jane's+home%E2%99%A5+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363455207965044450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpPtn8ZpCk3MEHt06sETFvyHQgiFMNOnFo7XN5JdaLE9tiboFwqXvxBvdXBfTuWWcnY2Asd-eD1GPRk6_9t9v_2y1SHKTmKKRcXCIcrJGW8BGfpq5YK2WmZTMeJ3BJFp1Y82fWPrRXpT1R/s320/@jane's+home%E2%99%A5+055.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />hmmmm.....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZhL472nRHdIHY4x7fq_lI7CJmbI-OCFz9uGadqlZPiVO8GN7crSXsxjfrAElXdi0NGHL37uOuXzQP4ZXlGQBb4llFKBWDjfLAh3PGEYA2D-sNGzh6Mve5Ibj-uPDVpSlyFDovZFL8tMFo/s1600-h/@jane's+home%E2%99%A5+132.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363455205614570930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZhL472nRHdIHY4x7fq_lI7CJmbI-OCFz9uGadqlZPiVO8GN7crSXsxjfrAElXdi0NGHL37uOuXzQP4ZXlGQBb4llFKBWDjfLAh3PGEYA2D-sNGzh6Mve5Ibj-uPDVpSlyFDovZFL8tMFo/s320/@jane's+home%E2%99%A5+132.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />hey, whatt..<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-44217211744198711592009-07-28T03:03:00.000-07:002009-07-28T03:18:01.843-07:00my graduation :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68a8ar2l3m2sRqe2_EZCcHoUquPr1kGQvooFPB77qmITFIcErq8c3BKwEWb0FzD7CZl8JihmUdZwIu00DavpjCInM0qZhbwiWXS-Ki0b3T77NLJo_mod3wghJCckkIyh7-Yhj-GjNr5wU/s1600-h/3303_1159301340382_1163245343_30479775_3100330_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363452481704842642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68a8ar2l3m2sRqe2_EZCcHoUquPr1kGQvooFPB77qmITFIcErq8c3BKwEWb0FzD7CZl8JihmUdZwIu00DavpjCInM0qZhbwiWXS-Ki0b3T77NLJo_mod3wghJCckkIyh7-Yhj-GjNr5wU/s320/3303_1159301340382_1163245343_30479775_3100330_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />speechless...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR4QzZH4feip1MuGzTwbH27IIpA7pgIrAjo5shpdmWR_3gxDwtJPhdf61185M95WfkRswek4U9-J75EpJpKXqTuvrikMhmL36l4C1sL5xzlTt4waAQEVwL2Twlx78qMTDnYG82MYdMTkAW/s1600-h/3303_1159301300381_1163245343_30479774_4779591_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363452477142948274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR4QzZH4feip1MuGzTwbH27IIpA7pgIrAjo5shpdmWR_3gxDwtJPhdf61185M95WfkRswek4U9-J75EpJpKXqTuvrikMhmL36l4C1sL5xzlTt4waAQEVwL2Twlx78qMTDnYG82MYdMTkAW/s320/3303_1159301300381_1163245343_30479774_4779591_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />the graduates...<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm0dTKrFa8Zwi2tNb8B-qy2QlW83Yc9fll8_dlLn7uVpXL16dZCOT2BcVSoCPsBsOsIGhHzAYDwa0a6NnrLJZ4kqAbcyXfVyffvuaVAlACks3AYoSQh__dst25Av3D8AYXE8FK2Gqb4qfE/s1600-h/3303_1159301140377_1163245343_30479770_5359458_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363452471720401682" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm0dTKrFa8Zwi2tNb8B-qy2QlW83Yc9fll8_dlLn7uVpXL16dZCOT2BcVSoCPsBsOsIGhHzAYDwa0a6NnrLJZ4kqAbcyXfVyffvuaVAlACks3AYoSQh__dst25Av3D8AYXE8FK2Gqb4qfE/s320/3303_1159301140377_1163245343_30479770_5359458_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />lol..i cant imagine i got the diff. tossil...look at that instead of white, its turnin' to green....<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBRa4It6RSOl_IFJUmTyUDlHwUnRdL1A8Iy_uX0k8-1yRRj0JbffeZpSyu0VaOCFokOxDqarXoOYucLbbN26icgURuSPj8snVkj-xdlcXajF_YJfSMmS5Ejx3SUEtcanfjVcRWBxwyHtjf/s1600-h/3303_1159301100376_1163245343_30479769_3028760_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363452462638607106" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBRa4It6RSOl_IFJUmTyUDlHwUnRdL1A8Iy_uX0k8-1yRRj0JbffeZpSyu0VaOCFokOxDqarXoOYucLbbN26icgURuSPj8snVkj-xdlcXajF_YJfSMmS5Ejx3SUEtcanfjVcRWBxwyHtjf/s320/3303_1159301100376_1163245343_30479769_3028760_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />my little sis, me, and big sis... or the three musketteeerrssss....<br />:))))Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-43451416560045335892009-07-14T19:53:00.000-07:002009-07-14T19:57:27.185-07:00Frustrating Realizations:<ul><li>you find the perfect love, but in a wrong time.</li><li>you find the perfect one, but he's not inlove with you.</li><li>you find the perfect one, but you must be loyal to someone else.</li><li>you got the perfect looks, but no one takes you seriously.</li><li>you met the perfect personality, but you're bound to be just friends.</li><li>you got brains, but got a frail heart.</li><li>you find the courage, but it's just too late...</li><li>you're ready to fall inlove, but you don't know where to start...</li></ul>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-12285254049703009022009-07-14T19:46:00.000-07:002009-07-14T19:52:33.936-07:00Insensitive manyou can never teach a guy to love you the way you want to be loved...<br />you have to wait for him to do it in his own way,<br />in his own time...<br />that's the saddest part of bein' a girl...<br />but you can never teach a girl to love<br />the guy back the way she did before if she already grew tired and fed up.<br />understanding and waiting to be appreciated and<br />loved the way she deserves to be loved...<br />that's the saddest part of bein' an<br />INSENSITIVE MAN...Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-22091135118361694922009-07-12T23:23:00.000-07:002009-07-12T23:29:04.765-07:00i wanna be alone...<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6CjaeyJbsoZ5pKUzcfqXkZPDbxvpV-Dv_ptXPJKS4JwSLCQm91GYUgS2IN5u2Ut6ZpxBMtyK29PZj4vgl6UsgJXPt9k0UYk9s8yT2rsOK_LqaQqhJvRQq9HWPMUJpq2JVyJUucX224wTy/s1600-h/a-4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357826889280860210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6CjaeyJbsoZ5pKUzcfqXkZPDbxvpV-Dv_ptXPJKS4JwSLCQm91GYUgS2IN5u2Ut6ZpxBMtyK29PZj4vgl6UsgJXPt9k0UYk9s8yT2rsOK_LqaQqhJvRQq9HWPMUJpq2JVyJUucX224wTy/s320/a-4.jpg" border="0" /></a>im tired.....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9x_Xb_oadxTCed784OJ-d9qniYSmr-o_qafpy5HW_DVdgrXVumyZ1Yf1XHurzjkgMcoK98s7VgUATzEU-UWLNoRPDVzLiZi09bYdXMZachLR87Qj9LGUHQ1nFBOPK1Ev96MfB_lvH065c/s1600-h/448d8e2ac078e6c2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357826885296304898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9x_Xb_oadxTCed784OJ-d9qniYSmr-o_qafpy5HW_DVdgrXVumyZ1Yf1XHurzjkgMcoK98s7VgUATzEU-UWLNoRPDVzLiZi09bYdXMZachLR87Qj9LGUHQ1nFBOPK1Ev96MfB_lvH065c/s320/448d8e2ac078e6c2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">i wanna scream</div><div align="center">i wanna shout....</div><div align="center">i wanna be alone..</div><div align="center">this is the life</div><div align="center">I gonna hold on tight.</div><div align="center">Im just sick...</div><div align="center">I wanna say goodbye..</div><div align="center">but i dont wanna leave..</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">****** amardszz,,, ******</div><div align="center">hmmm...saon mani........</div><div align="center">bye people...</div><div align="center">and hi world...<br /><br /></div><br /></div>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-47387686646712620552009-07-11T02:30:00.000-07:002009-07-11T02:45:58.954-07:00I want<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLtCLyaSuD0g85VFs9DC16nZ_FNBCmajNhYmPlDsejDetGyDhOyxIwtcbMZIZMM9DHWHeRdtTyWM_dDzafpjyLEPcLf84aDEwOeA4UtB5-UhqgQXpSqKkHjflqyymuZ4UaKN9hJl8uGDKW/s1600-h/3373426105_291399895f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357136436939879298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLtCLyaSuD0g85VFs9DC16nZ_FNBCmajNhYmPlDsejDetGyDhOyxIwtcbMZIZMM9DHWHeRdtTyWM_dDzafpjyLEPcLf84aDEwOeA4UtB5-UhqgQXpSqKkHjflqyymuZ4UaKN9hJl8uGDKW/s320/3373426105_291399895f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I want to be alone</div><br /><div>so that I can cry all my sorrows...</div><br /><div>I want to be numb</div><br /><div>so that I can't feel the hearteaches...</div><br /><div>I want to shout</div><br /><div>so that I can hear my desperate voice...</div><br /><div>I want to stay in the rain</div><br /><div>so that the pain shall wash away...</div><br /><div>I just want that one day</div><br /><div>I can smile once again....</div>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-45061601721392488342009-07-11T02:09:00.000-07:002009-07-11T02:29:15.463-07:00NEVER<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXNUk8_a088klhSRzhehyI9Q-C7e-_K8bJTizMswHjRz2RpHrbiQwiV54vwggbHn_tsF3v7OnPXYmLUnxGxkmxSvFtUScWiwqjzixO13mSyyWUpIXUkFhwejMa4OqXBLowQkdWOWGgnOuf/s1600-h/3604517920_df86a3b42b.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357130814546371378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXNUk8_a088klhSRzhehyI9Q-C7e-_K8bJTizMswHjRz2RpHrbiQwiV54vwggbHn_tsF3v7OnPXYmLUnxGxkmxSvFtUScWiwqjzixO13mSyyWUpIXUkFhwejMa4OqXBLowQkdWOWGgnOuf/s320/3604517920_df86a3b42b.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><div><div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Never say I love you</span> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">If you really don't care</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Never talk about feelings</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">If they aren't there </span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Never hold my hand</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">If you're goingto break my heart</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Never say, "I'm going to..."</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">If you don't plan to start</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Never look in my eyes</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">If all say are lies</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Never say hello</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">When you really mean goodbye</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">If you truly mean forever</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Then promise me you'll try</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Never say forever</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">In the end I'll only cry...</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-45088719894828295872009-07-09T00:45:00.001-07:002009-07-09T00:58:55.259-07:00It Could be ForeverSorry, for the way I stare<br />Forgive me, for the way I think of you<br />Pardon me, for dreaming all about you<br />And do understand, the way I love you<br /><br />If you just knew what it is like this way<br />I shiver when you're near<br />I stare at you just to sieze the day<br />I act so strange if you're around<br />I feel my heart smile when I see you<br />I brag endlessly uttering words about you<br />And "d be hurt just the thought you can't be mine<br /><br />If you just know how long I've been hiding<br />The secret of my affection, admiration I have<br />I never want you to notice<br />That I'm simply falling in love<br />But I hate the way I feel this pain<br />The pain, the fear of not wanting you to know<br />Or even just to give you a single clue<br /><br />ForI fear to face rejection and humiliation<br />If I'd think about how I acted when you're near<br />I think I'm gonna regret those things<br />Coz I assume I gonna lost that moment<br />Trembling, gasping for what to do and say<br />If I just knew how to be myself with you<br />If only I knew whats on your mind<br />Then, I didn't have to act someone else<br /><br />If tomorrow comes that you'd learn<br />The way I see you, the way I feel for you<br />Please, I never want you to turn away<br />Let me love the sight of you<br />I'm really glad to have found you<br />I confess, that it hurts so bad falling for you<br />I can never grace my heart way to you<br /><br />I guess I have to say this way<br />With your presence so heart away<br />I'll be unnoticed, unseen and unloved by you<br /><br />I do hope it's alright<br />If I'd be loving you silently<br />You dont have to worry<br />I have nothing to ask for<br />Although I know it can't be<br />Just let me be this way<br />Maybe for a while, for a moment<br />Or maybe it could be forever...Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807692863498539873.post-74022640748618212832009-07-08T15:14:00.000-07:002009-07-08T18:04:50.588-07:00Life is a journey<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;">Life is a journey</span><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;">that begins at birth,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">an exploration of a paradise<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">called earth.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Life is a breath of fresh air<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">against your cheek.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's the tears that fall<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and the smile that lifts you<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">when you're weak.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Life is an exclamation of joy<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">when spring has begun.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's the excitement you feel<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">beneath the sun.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Life is a cherished memory<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">that makes you feel warm<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and the comfort of a fire<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">in the midst of a storm.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Life is holding your newborn<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and watching your child grow.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's pigtails and roller skates,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and fights in the snow.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Life is a heartbeat<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and the song of a bird.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's the voice of those you love<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and all the music you've ever heard.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Life is the most precious gift from God<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">that you'll ever receive,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and to live it to its fullest,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">you've only to believe...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">that this is your life,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and you can be,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">all you've ever<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">hoped to be.<br /></div></span></span></span>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08411363995191277024noreply@blogger.com0