<?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-37180391</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:05:27.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"As My LiFe gOes On..."</title><subtitle type='html'>It;s basically a story of my life as time goes by and moving on to a whole new one...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>liferocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932330186020121740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/R1_LMOdqxcI/AAAAAAAAABk/dsN8NClkhq4/S220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180391.post-6347018291744750526</id><published>2008-06-11T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:01:58.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My LOve's proof..</title><content type='html'>   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;table style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); " class="messagestable"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="field"&gt;From:               &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="value"&gt;&lt;div class="messagetext"&gt; &lt;div style="width: 100px; " class="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/18087547"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/57/18087547/1_706350641s.jpg" alt="EM" border="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="width: 100px; " class="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/18087547"&gt;EM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="field"&gt;Date:&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="value"&gt;&lt;span id="datetimetag"&gt;localDateTimewithTimezone("Wednesday, June 11, 2008 12:24 AM","datetimetag","PH");Wednesday, 11 June, 2008 3:24 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="field"&gt;Subject:&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="value" id="bbsubjtxt"&gt;MY LOVE???? pls read it..&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="field"&gt;Message:&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="value" id="bbbodytxt"&gt; &lt;div id="ln0"&gt;love mahal n mahal po kita.. wala ng lalake papalit sau dito sa puso ko.. nag bago ako dhil sau.. at ganun ka rin.. na mimiss n po kita! love sorry po sa lahat.. hayaan mo po ipakita ko sau at iparamdam kung gaano ka kahalaga!! hindi ko kayang mawala ka asawa ko! papakasal pa tayo after year dba?? IPAPAKITA KO PO SA LAHAT NA KAYA NTN TO!! WE CAN DO MUCH BETTER THAN THEIR RELATION PO!! NATATAKOT PO AKO MAWALA KA.. PAG NAWALA KA PARANG WALA NA KONG GANANG MABUHAY PA.. PLSS LNG GGWIN KO LAHAT PARA SAU.. ALM KO MAHAL MO P RIN AKO!! SANA BUMALIK KA NA! MISS N MISS KA na NG ASAWA MO EH.. NAPAKA BAIT MONG TAO! PERFECT BOYFRIEND KA!! WALA NAG HIHIGIT PA SAU, SA PAG MAMAHAL MO SKIN LOVE.. U MEAN SO MUCH TO ME MY LOVE.. I NEVER HAD THESE FEELINGS DAT I GOT FOR YOU IN MY ENTIRE LIFE JAY! I MISS YOU EVRY MINUTE AND SECOND OF DAY.. PINAG MAMALAKI KO SA LAHAT NG NA KAKABASA NITO NA MAHAL N MAHAL KO ANG BOYFRIEND KO!! ALM NIO MASAYA AKO SAKNYA AYOKO MAWALA SIYA SAKIN.. PAG PRAY NIO NAMAN NA SANA MAKAYANAN NMN LAHAT NG MGA DADATING PANG TRIALS.. PAG PRAY NIO N SANA IBALIK N SYA SKN NI LORD!! I DONT WANT TO LOOSE HIM.. LOOSING HIM WILL BE WORTEST THING! GUSTO KO LNG MALAMAN NIO NA ANG DATING AKO N NKKTA NIO LAGI SA GMIKAN AY NAG BAGO! NAG BAGO AKO D DHL KELANGAN DHL GNUSTO KO, NAG BAGO AKO DHL SA TAONG NAG TURO SKN KUNG PAANO MAG MAHAL,MAG PAHALAGA NG ISANG TAO O BAGAY, MAG TANGGAP NG PAG KAKAMALI, AT HIGIT SA LAHAT MAG PA KUMBABA SA KAPWA! BINAGO NIA KO! KAYA LOVE SANA BUMALIK K NA.. D KO NA KAYA.. MAHAL N MAHAL KITA JOSE LUIS ARGUELLES!!&lt;/div&gt;                  var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }                               var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;div id="ln2"&gt;-EM.S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37180391-6347018291744750526?l=asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/feeds/6347018291744750526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37180391&amp;postID=6347018291744750526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default/6347018291744750526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default/6347018291744750526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-love-proof.html' title='My LOve&amp;#39;s proof..'/><author><name>liferocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932330186020121740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/R1_LMOdqxcI/AAAAAAAAABk/dsN8NClkhq4/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180391.post-2114110667393243180</id><published>2007-12-11T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T04:23:50.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I always end up with the wong one??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 298px; height: 185px;" class="alignright" src="http://www.ehodinky.cz/soubory/casiology_lonely_for_wallpaper_800x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;(Sigh..) why do I always end up with the wrong girl, I always ended up where they leave me hanging, laging pinapaasa pa! then some just brOke up with their ex then they leave me behind.. I always asked myself "didn't i reached their expectaions or am i too perfect or am i just bad luck when it comes to relationships"... ayoko ng ganito!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;MY LIFE SUCKS!!! I HATE MYSELF!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37180391-2114110667393243180?l=asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/feeds/2114110667393243180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37180391&amp;postID=2114110667393243180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default/2114110667393243180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default/2114110667393243180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-do-i-always-end-up-with-wong-one_11.html' title='Why do I always end up with the wong one??'/><author><name>liferocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932330186020121740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/R1_LMOdqxcI/AAAAAAAAABk/dsN8NClkhq4/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180391.post-2125764455913700388</id><published>2007-01-29T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:42.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign or what?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025494327792901746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/Rb4kdwTWHnI/AAAAAAAAABI/_nUjuMe2q70/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Lean on a close friendship today when you feel yourself falling back on bad habits."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In Detail&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lean on a strong relationship today when you feel yourself falling back into old bad habits or contemplating calling up an ex. You may see your ideas as nostalgic and fun visits to the past, but it wouldn't hurt to check in with someone else to make sure you don't spend too much time tripping down memory lane (you could get lost). Friends are there as valuable signposts, reminders of where you are and where you are headed. Cherish them and value them by asking them for help!&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/37180391-2125764455913700388?l=asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/feeds/2125764455913700388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37180391&amp;postID=2125764455913700388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default/2125764455913700388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default/2125764455913700388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/2007/01/sign-or-what.html' title='Sign or what?!'/><author><name>liferocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932330186020121740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/R1_LMOdqxcI/AAAAAAAAABk/dsN8NClkhq4/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/Rb4kdwTWHnI/AAAAAAAAABI/_nUjuMe2q70/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180391.post-6624516667777237419</id><published>2006-12-15T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:43.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yOu'll bE aLone tHis HOLIDAY! (I won't be...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/RYKoNSpd2HI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wYe8q8ldsfM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008750681886939250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" height="116" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/RYKoNSpd2HI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wYe8q8ldsfM/s320/1.jpg" width="122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;maybe light a candle don't say a prayer for mefeel alone cuz i'm goneI left youmake Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;your ownyou throw the thought of us awayyou'll be alone this holidaysaid, it's cold in this town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and there's snow on the ground far from homenot alonei left you with nothingand that's what you ownyou throw the thought of us away(throw the thought of us away)you'll be alone this holidaymaybe light a candledon't say a prayer for mefeel alonei left you at the best timenow make christmas your ownyou throw the thought of us away(throw the thought of us away)you'll be alone this holidayyou'll be alone this holiday you'll be alone this holidayyou'll be alone this holidayyou'll be alone this holidayyou'll be alone this holidayyou'll be alone this holidayyou'll be alone this holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/RYKpUSpd2JI/AAAAAAAAAA0/asewYboJAv4/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008751901657651346" style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="124" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/RYKpUSpd2JI/AAAAAAAAAA0/asewYboJAv4/s320/2.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37180391-6624516667777237419?l=asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/feeds/6624516667777237419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37180391&amp;postID=6624516667777237419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default/6624516667777237419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default/6624516667777237419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/2006/12/youll-be-alone-this-holiday.html' title='yOu&apos;ll bE aLone tHis HOLIDAY! (I won&apos;t be...)'/><author><name>liferocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932330186020121740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/R1_LMOdqxcI/AAAAAAAAABk/dsN8NClkhq4/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/RYKoNSpd2HI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wYe8q8ldsfM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180391.post-6570523210112185273</id><published>2006-12-05T20:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:43.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aLoNe, bUT frEe aNd HaPpy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/RXZI0xeReII/AAAAAAAAAAY/HPJK1da9FJY/s1600-h/CAQHY9Y5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005268107339593858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="109" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/RXZI0xeReII/AAAAAAAAAAY/HPJK1da9FJY/s320/CAQHY9Y5.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sigh... here I am again... alone but free! haha sayang naman noh! In the first part things were difficult after that break up, someone who is so important to you suddenly leaves you in your goddamn life and moves on. hay... the bitterness of an ended relationship... it's ok! I got so many friends who is always at my back whenever I needed them most..haha but still the wound is still there.. still fresh in the very depths of my heart&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(NAKS! Lalim nun ah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;..memories keeps flashing back in the days when we were still together.. remembering the foughts of such small pathetic things making them into BIG ONE'S! sigh.. "BLAME HER! BLAME HER! BLAME... me..." hay nako... I dreamt of her for almost 2 weeks thingkning if she was thingking of me also, but I didn't mind it. For now, I am enjoying my life and meeting a lot of new friends in my school and in other schools also. I also met a lot of girls too!=) Somehow.. I realized that every dark hour has it's own sunrise... I mean, "CHEER UP!" in short..hehe As of now, I'm enjoying my single, but still waiting for that special someone to come along my way.. Waiting for that right one! LiFe rOcKs!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/37180391-6570523210112185273?l=asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/feeds/6570523210112185273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37180391&amp;postID=6570523210112185273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default/6570523210112185273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default/6570523210112185273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/2006/12/alone-but-free-and-happy_05.html' title='aLoNe, bUT frEe aNd HaPpy!'/><author><name>liferocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932330186020121740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/R1_LMOdqxcI/AAAAAAAAABk/dsN8NClkhq4/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/RXZI0xeReII/AAAAAAAAAAY/HPJK1da9FJY/s72-c/CAQHY9Y5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180391.post-116373993237282222</id><published>2006-11-16T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:43.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/RXZCZjX7E5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/14_JyYvHQSA/s1600-h/CAIJW1EZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005261042628629394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/RXZCZjX7E5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/14_JyYvHQSA/s320/CAIJW1EZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Babe come here and sit down, let's talk I got a lot to say so I guess I'll start by Saying that I love you, But you know, this thing ain't been No walk in the park for us I swear it'll only take a minute You'll understand when I finish, yeah And I don't wanna see you cry But I don't wanna be the one to tell you a lie, so how do you let it go? When you, You just don't know? What's on, The other side of the door When you're walking out, talk about it Everything I tried to remember to say Just went out my head So I'ma do the best I can to get you to understand. There's never a right time to say goodbye But I gotta make the first move 'Cause if I don't you gonna start hating me Cause I really don't feel the way I once felt about you Girl it's not you, it's me I gotta gotta figure out what I need. There's never a right time to say goodbye But we know that we gotta go Our separate ways And I know it's hard but I gotta do it, And it's killing me Cause there's never a right time Right time to say goodbye But now your heart is breaking And a thousand times I Found myself asking, "Why? Why?" Why am I taking so long to say this? But trust me, girl I never Meant to crush your world And I never Thought I would see the day we grew apart And I wanna know. How do you let it go? When you, You just don't know? What's on, The other side of the door When you're walking out, talk about it Girl I hope you understand What I'm tryna say. We just can't go on Pretending that we get along Girl how you not gonna see it? There's never a right time to say goodbye But I gotta make the first move 'Cause if I don't you gonna start hating me Cause I really don't feel the way I once felt about you Girl it's not you it's me. I gotta gotta figure out what I need. There's never a right time to say goodbye But we know that we gotta go Our separate ways And I know it's hard but I gotta do it, And it's killing me Cause there's never a right time Right time to say goodbye Listen to your heart Girl you know, We should be apart, baby I I just can't do it I, I just can't do it Listen to your heart Girl you know, We should be apart, baby I I just can't do it And sometimes it makes me wanna cry Do you hear me crying? There's never a right time to say goodbye But I gotta make the first move 'Cause if I don't you gonna start hating me Cause I really don't feel the way I once felt about you Girl it's not you it's me. I gotta gotta figure out what I need. There's never a right time to say goodbye But we know that we gotta go Our separate ways And I know it's hard but I gotta do it, And it's killing me Cause there's never a right time Right time to say goodbye. There's never a right time to say goodbye But I gotta make the first move 'Cause if I don't you gonna start hating me Cause I really don't feel the way I once felt about you Girl it's not you it's me. I gotta gotta figure out what I need. There's never a right time to say goodbye But we know that we gotta go Our separate ways And I know it's hard but I gotta do it, And it's killing me Cause there's never a right time Right time to say goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.htmate.com/myplaylist/userplaylist/ZtVRZ7r8fHeual99I0JLM8pf1xBFS5T.asx" type="video/x-ms-asf" controller="TRUE" loop="TRUE" autostart="TRUE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.htmate2.com/myplaylist/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Create your Playlist with myPlaylist!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37180391-116373993237282222?l=asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/feeds/116373993237282222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37180391&amp;postID=116373993237282222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default/116373993237282222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37180391/posts/default/116373993237282222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asmylifegoeson.blogspot.com/2006/11/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying Goodbye...'/><author><name>liferocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932330186020121740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/R1_LMOdqxcI/AAAAAAAAABk/dsN8NClkhq4/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9vqFZV85nQ/RXZCZjX7E5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/14_JyYvHQSA/s72-c/CAIJW1EZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
