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      <title>First Year of Marriage</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 18:11:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>It's been a year since I moved to Seattle.&amp;nbsp; Now a married woman, life has changed a lot.&amp;nbsp; Most parts of marriage is exactly as I envisioned it to be.&amp;nbsp; Cleaning, cooking, ironing, shopping for food, helping my husband with anything he needs help with.&amp;nbsp; For the most part I have no issues submitting.&amp;nbsp; There are some incidents where I fight and argue about something but that is a very minimal incident.&amp;nbsp; And some parts, well not exactly as I expected.&amp;nbsp; Such as feeling so alone in a different country.&amp;nbsp; It's been a year and meeting people that I truly connect with is hard.&amp;nbsp; Meeting lots of nice people was easy, but finding that friend who you can be open with no matter what is hard to find.&amp;nbsp; When I first moved to London, it took me 6 months to find a good friend and then 2 years to keep really strong Christian friends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Most of the time I'm with my husband and do stuff with him.&amp;nbsp; It is so much fun.&amp;nbsp; Going for walks, travelling together, watching movies, spending weekends with him, food shopping etc.&amp;nbsp; I'm loving it.&amp;nbsp; However, there are this instances when I feel so alone.&amp;nbsp; I miss my parents, my family and friends.&amp;nbsp; The ones who truly know me are far away.&amp;nbsp; I just have him and I feel sometimes that I lose myself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Situations change and now I have to wait a decent amount of time to do what I really want.&amp;nbsp; To go to doctoral school and finish my degree.&amp;nbsp; But will I even be able to do that?&amp;nbsp; We will have kids at some point, family life will take over.&amp;nbsp; They will need attention and all that.&amp;nbsp; I sound so selfish writing this but I feel that I will not have time for my own dreams in the future.&amp;nbsp; It's hard to study when your husband is around what more kids.&amp;nbsp; Plus financially, how can you study, stop working and raise kids at the same time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm very vulnerable spiritually too.&amp;nbsp; Last time I told God that he has cracked a stupid joke at me.&amp;nbsp; Of course I took it back as soon as I said it.&amp;nbsp; After all how can I say that to God right?&amp;nbsp; But that is the good thing about the God that I worship, he loves me and will not hate me if I say my true feelings.&amp;nbsp; I feel that I'm in a big mess.&amp;nbsp; It's hard to plan and visualize the future.&amp;nbsp; I found it so much easier to plan when I was single.&amp;nbsp; Now I have to take a lot of things into consideration.&amp;nbsp; I've always been academic.&amp;nbsp; Now I feel my brain is not challenged at all.&amp;nbsp; Church has good sermons, but for the most part it sucks.&amp;nbsp; I'm trying to really like it.&amp;nbsp; Maybe if I go there long enough something will change.&amp;nbsp; Something died inside me after I got married.&amp;nbsp; I dont know what.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I let it die.&amp;nbsp; I did because I think that is the right thing to do.&amp;nbsp; I dont know its hard to explain.&amp;nbsp; Right now I feel alone.&amp;nbsp; I hate myself for allowing me to be needy and vulnerable to one person.&amp;nbsp; I've been taken away far away from my support group.&amp;nbsp; And of course my husband has his moments of weakness when he can't just show love to me all the time which I constantly need.&amp;nbsp; This is the time when friends and family come in handy, but guess what?&amp;nbsp; They are not here!&amp;nbsp; They're in Europe and Asia!&amp;nbsp; So last night, I decided not be too needy anymore and stop fearing.&amp;nbsp; I'll grow up and sort out stuff like I'm single.&amp;nbsp; To do it as if nobody else is there, just like the old times.&amp;nbsp; I've been so dependent and complacent allowing one person to rule my life.&amp;nbsp; I just dont know.&amp;nbsp; I'm really struggling to work as a team.&amp;nbsp; Is this going to go on forever?&amp;nbsp; I'm bored with life, and scared and worried.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Does it really matter how I feel now anyway? I'm gonna die at some point, all this will be over and I meet God.&amp;nbsp; My passions died inside me.&amp;nbsp; I wish I can find a group of people who can understand that.&amp;nbsp; It seems to me the people here are dull and their lives evolved in one country, one experience.&amp;nbsp; But that is just my prejudice.&amp;nbsp; I'm yet to know them.&amp;nbsp; I maybe just one of them, but I like to just judge.&amp;nbsp; It's funny how you can have someone and feel so alone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>its been a while</title>
      <link>http://lilyencabo.blogdrive.com/archive/309.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 18:42:29 GMT</pubDate>
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    when i first started this blog, i was very much in love with this young man that i met online.&amp;nbsp; 3 years ago.&amp;nbsp; i remember the pain of having to give him up.&amp;nbsp; because of the distance, because of the timing, because i wasnt ready.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;within those 3 years ive grown a lot.&amp;nbsp; as a person, a woman, a christian.&amp;nbsp; it was a good journey.&amp;nbsp; it seemed that God just waited for me to ripen and be ready for a good harvest.&amp;nbsp; he gave me my 'isaac' back.&amp;nbsp; (read the first few entries 3 years ago) what a wonderful gift.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it is surreal, that i met my husband online.&amp;nbsp; the same boy i fell in love with 3 years ago is now a man, who pursued and hunted me.&amp;nbsp; how could i say no?&amp;nbsp; i fell in love with him even more.&amp;nbsp; and this time, i know in my heart he is mine.&amp;nbsp; and i gave my heart to him.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it is a romantic fairy tale.&amp;nbsp; but life is not a fairy tale.&amp;nbsp; in fact, its far from it.&amp;nbsp; theres no magic and instant solutions.&amp;nbsp; life is about hoping and having faith.&amp;nbsp; a lot of waiting.&amp;nbsp; im a married woman now.&amp;nbsp; most of the entries in this blog is from a single woman, wondering what married life would be.&amp;nbsp; a woman desiring a relationship from God.&amp;nbsp; a woman who became desperate then regained hope. now, she is thankful and happy to be married.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but life does not end by saying 'i dos'.&amp;nbsp; theres more challenge now.&amp;nbsp; i feel that im constantly attacked in my brain.&amp;nbsp; stupid thoughts that affect my relationship with my husband.&amp;nbsp; i feel that im being bullied.&amp;nbsp; like a little girl in school, quiet and timid, very nice.&amp;nbsp; but the same 'niceness' made her vulnerable to bullies.&amp;nbsp; she is not doing anything to hurt them but nonetheless they want to hurt her.&amp;nbsp; im the little girl and the devil is the bully.&amp;nbsp; for a while i put up with his bullying.&amp;nbsp; but not anymore.&amp;nbsp; as time goes on, and the reality of married life kicks in, im learning to fight and stand up to my bullies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i desired to be loved.&amp;nbsp; and now that i have that, someone wants to take that away.&amp;nbsp; the enjoyment of knowing you are loved unconditionally and the security of that.&amp;nbsp; i know this is only the beginning.&amp;nbsp; but im ready for the attacks.&amp;nbsp; im ready to fight, and this time, im not on my own.&amp;nbsp; i have my prince, my knight in shining armour to protect me in battle.&amp;nbsp; and then im back to my fairy tale again.&lt;br&gt;       
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      <title>restless</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2007 18:59:49 GMT</pubDate>
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 &lt;p&gt;today, i just cried and cried and cried and cried.&amp;nbsp; i cried till i cant see anything anymore on the street while im driving.&amp;nbsp; the kind of crying when you feel something is being hammered in your heart.&amp;nbsp; this is what vulnerability is.&amp;nbsp; is it?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i dont know what to feel.&amp;nbsp; i just dont know anymore.&amp;nbsp; im so tired.&amp;nbsp; i just cant afford to give my heart away anymore.&amp;nbsp; at least what is left of it.&amp;nbsp; i want to keep it til it is pursued again.&amp;nbsp; i want love, is that too much to ask.&amp;nbsp; maybe, it is an expensive thing for anyone to give, even me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
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      <title>me</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 16:40:34 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;DIV id=displayresult&gt;
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&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/doyoucommunicatelikeamanorawomanquiz/man.jpg&quot; width=100&gt; &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;When you communicate, you like to get to the point.&lt;BR&gt;You're not afraid to say what's on your mind - and leave it at that.&lt;BR&gt;Talking about your emotions drains you. You rather keep them to yourself.&lt;BR&gt;You prefer solving problems to wallowing in your sorrows. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
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&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/howmisanthropicareyouquiz/misanthropic-1.jpg&quot; width=100&gt; &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;You're definitely not misanthropic - in fact, you're probably a people person.&lt;BR&gt;While you may get annoyed with the world from time to time, you remember that everyone's only human! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
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&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/canyoukeepyouremotionsincheckquiz/emotions-1.jpg&quot; width=100&gt; &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;You are an incredibly stable and happy person.&lt;BR&gt;Ever consider being a therapist?&lt;BR&gt;You have figured out how to keep a positive outlook, no matter what.&lt;BR&gt;You don't have an easier life than anyone else. You just have figured things out a little more. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
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&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/howopenareyouquiz/open-4.jpg&quot; width=100&gt; &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;You're a pretty open person - and you don't mind sharing the good, bad, and sometimes ugly.&lt;BR&gt;And while sometimes you do catch yourself blabbing on, you usually exhibit restraint.&lt;BR&gt;You're openness is quite refreshing, and it encourages other people to be open with you! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
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&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/howangryareyouquiz/angry-3.jpg&quot; width=100&gt; &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;Generally, you are not an angry person.&lt;BR&gt;But you're easily frustrated and enraged. You have one heck of a temper.&lt;BR&gt;And because of your anger, you tend to feel resentful and even spiteful.&lt;BR&gt;You already know how to quell your anger. You just need to do it more often. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/77553/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/77553/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Flilyencabo.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F307.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>:)</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2007 21:14:47 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;24 Feb 2007&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I just got engaged to the beautiful man.&amp;nbsp; It was a perfect proposal.&amp;nbsp; The funky seaside town of Brighton in a wintery day.&amp;nbsp; The sun was shining for a few minutes.&amp;nbsp; Me and the love of my life sitting on the pebbly seashore, cuddling.&amp;nbsp; Then he recited out a poem, the most romantic, well thought of poem with words no poet could match.&amp;nbsp; A poem that ended with the question, 'Will you marry me?'&amp;nbsp; A very beautiful, glistening ring&amp;nbsp;was put on my finger after I said 'YES!'.&amp;nbsp; My life will never be the same again.&amp;nbsp; I found my prince and will be spending the rest of my life with him.&amp;nbsp; :) Thank you lord, he is worth the 26 year wait.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/77553/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/77553/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Flilyencabo.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F306.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>valentines poem</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 19:07:36 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;It is a profound feeling&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = &quot;urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office&quot; /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;That I’ve never felt before&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;It radiated hope in my heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;Sorrow, oh sorrows of the past&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;They are now gone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;Vanished before me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;By your replenishing desire&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;To be part of my life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;I want to succumb to you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;I want you to lead my heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;Unknown to me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;Take my hand, my dearest&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;The self who was deeply lost&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;And bring me back to life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;A simple word from you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;And I’m silent&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;Your touch is a river of sensations&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;That drowns me with ecstasy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;Your love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;Uncovers my mystery&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;I am fully known&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;Exposed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;But you take care of me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;I am here right now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;And every part of me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;Craves for you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;I am here right now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;Waiting, waiting, waiting&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;Longing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;I am here right now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: teal; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'&quot;&gt;Loving, loving, loving&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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      <title>a very good thing</title>
      <link>http://lilyencabo.blogdrive.com/archive/304.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 26 Dec 2006 21:38:28 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I&amp;nbsp;am in love with a very beautiful man.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/77553/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/77553/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Flilyencabo.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F304.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>wuhoo!</title>
      <link>http://lilyencabo.blogdrive.com/archive/303.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 19:37:26 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;DIV id=displayresult&gt;
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&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourinnereuropeanquiz/swedish.jpg&quot; width=100&gt; &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;Relaxed and peaceful.&lt;BR&gt;You like to kick back and enjoy life. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;
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&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/what2007carshouldyoudrivequiz/ford-cobra.jpg&quot; width=100&gt; &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;You have an extreme need for speed, even when you're not in a hurry.&lt;BR&gt;And while your flying by, you don't want to look like every other car on the road! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;
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&lt;TD align=middle bgColor=#eee9e9&gt;&lt;FONT style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Your Chances of Being a Multimillionaire: 72% &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;
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&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/mm-4.jpg&quot; width=100&gt; &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;You have a good chance of being a multimillionaire. Better than most people.&lt;BR&gt;You simply have a natural knack for money and the personality for success. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
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&lt;TD align=middle bgColor=#dddddd&gt;&lt;FONT style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;You Are 96% Ready for Marriage &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;
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&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/areyoureadyformarriagequiz/marriage-5.jpg&quot; width=100&gt; &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;This doesn't mean you should rush out and get married... &lt;BR&gt;But if you did tie the knot, it would probably work out great! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/77553/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/77553/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Flilyencabo.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F303.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>anger</title>
      <link>http://lilyencabo.blogdrive.com/archive/302.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 10:32:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;im so angry, i want to throw pots and pans and scream and escape somewhere!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/77553/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/77553/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Flilyencabo.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F302.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>stillness</title>
      <link>http://lilyencabo.blogdrive.com/archive/301.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2006 16:36:16 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;'for God did not give us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love and self-discipline'.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;2 tim 1:7&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;i hate being out of control.&amp;nbsp; i cant control the changes thats happening in my life.&amp;nbsp; eg new flat.&amp;nbsp; so i got to deal with that.&amp;nbsp; calmly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;burst into tears.....&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;ive never been this emotional for a while.&amp;nbsp; i hate being out of control, again i said it.&amp;nbsp; i hate it.&amp;nbsp; i dont like the fact that the person that i truly like can walk away or be taken away anytime.&amp;nbsp; i have such an immense fear inside. this person has my heart and it can be crushed.&amp;nbsp; all i have left is trust - something that ive not given away for a long time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;i am definitely not in my comfort zone anymore.&amp;nbsp; the comfort zone where my heart is guarded, untouched, and stable.&amp;nbsp; in that zone it is also stiff, hard, and was not functioning properly.&amp;nbsp; it is now out in the open.&amp;nbsp; (blow nose) in a territory that is not very familiar.&amp;nbsp; it is scared but unlike in the past, someone is beside me.&amp;nbsp; and ive never been so happy.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;i hate not knowing what the future holds.&amp;nbsp; but God said in Jeremiah 29:11, he knows my future and it is good.&amp;nbsp; i suppose this person has drawn me closer to God.&amp;nbsp; i dont have anything to fall back into, i dont have a back up plan except that whatever happens im in Gods hands.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;i want to rid myself of fear.&amp;nbsp; i want it to go away so badly, to enjoy this person no matter what.&amp;nbsp; to just live life.&amp;nbsp; to live a normal 26 year old life.&amp;nbsp; where i am loved, and i love, and the burden is not on me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;i am thankful Lord, daddy i am thankful.&amp;nbsp; please please, comfort me.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/77553/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/77553/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Flilyencabo.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F301.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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