<?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-7314220981219744393</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:32:23.547+01:00</updated><category term='self discovery'/><category term='Life'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='wealth'/><category term='A friend'/><category term='perfection'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>sunnyside</title><subtitle type='html'>I am writing my story, finding myself,
Discovering my own underlying purpose, 
Revising, recasting a tale, pathetic often 
Yet none the less sublime.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-2686117687680733600</id><published>2010-01-03T05:43:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-03T05:43:34.089Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year</title><content type='html'>Hi guys. . . Welcome to 2010, how have u been? How was ur xmas. .? How are u doing now? Hope u are just splendid and everything is grt. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As for me am good. . I seem to have been bitten by a kind of blog laziness, and am being so carried away by facebook. Apart from that and the fact that i have no resolutions yet this new year. . I think am perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am just here to wish u guys a beautiful new year. . I appreciate u all, u are always on my mind, and when am not around, i miss u guys a lot. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, i pray that the good lord will bless  and keep us this new year, may he shine the light of his countenance upön us.&lt;br /&gt;And give us rest.&lt;br /&gt;May all our plans, goals, dreams and desires for this 2010 be fullfilled, that at last we ll have great cause to glorify God even as we do now for life given Amen. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a beautiful time. And God bless y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from &lt;br /&gt;sunnyside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-2686117687680733600?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2686117687680733600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/2686117687680733600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/2686117687680733600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new year'/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-7639782245828751606</id><published>2009-12-23T12:03:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-23T13:57:29.254Z</updated><title type='text'>Should you tell your partner Everything. .</title><content type='html'>Whats up guys. . . . How have u been? Probably enjoying the xmas season right. . . Or Not. . Anyway i wish u guys merry xmas and all the best. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to thank u everyone who has contributed to my blog in one way or the other through ur comments, etc  i really really appriciate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a blog the other day and i cant really remember the blog name. . But the person was talking about looking back at the things she wrote maybe years later n be like, this is how i used to reason while i was a teeneger or so so years old. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am keeping this blog, writing anything i feel like, no matter how stupid it may sound hoping that one day, in the nearest or farthest future, i can look back at what i ve written, my ideas, thoughts, theories about life and everything and laugh. . ... . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to my thought 4 today. . ..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;how much should your partner know about you. Is it right to tell him or her everything that goes on in your day to day life or are there things you should keep to your self. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If so how much should one keep to him/her self. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still on the same issue when you do something wrong no matter what it is, most especially cheat on your spouse. . Is it right to tell him or her even when you know they might never find out. . And it doesnt seem neccessary, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should be your reason for confessing even at the detriment of your relationship. I.e when it might affect your relationship negatively, why cause a trouble you can avoid by just keeping a little secret. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you agree with me that most times we confess a wrong simply becos we feel guilty and we want the other person to share our burden. Is that really neccessary? &lt;br /&gt;Dont you think its only reasonable that we bear the burden of our guilt, instead of causing the other person a pain he/she doesnt deserve , which could have been avoided by keeping a few things to your self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ve always advocated telling your partner everything infact, i tell mine everytin, no matter how right or wrong that thing might be. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet every time i tell someone that i dont have any secrets,  am always told that i should keep certain things to my self that im beggining to think they might be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even proffessionals will say its ok to keep a few things to your self. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So What do you think. ?&lt;br /&gt;What are the things u cant share with your partner in a relationship or marriage, . .wether its about your bu$siness, money issues, sexual affairs etc. . Or will u share just about everything and anything. .&lt;br /&gt;Will love to know ur view. .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry xmas and have fun. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-7639782245828751606?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/7639782245828751606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/keeping-secrets-right-or-wrong.html#comment-form' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/7639782245828751606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/7639782245828751606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/keeping-secrets-right-or-wrong.html' title='Should you tell your partner Everything. .'/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-2034488862270514916</id><published>2009-12-14T19:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:23:02.144Z</updated><title type='text'>Mumblings(</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;how have you guys been. Hope u  ve been great. For me, well its been pretty much like a drama anyway. I know i said this post will be a continuation of the stuffs i talked about on my last post but  change is constant so. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been like 2 months now since i joined blogsville or has it been 3. . Yes . No . .maybe  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember why i joined blogsville, twas cos of my sister, yes ! I have a sister here in blogsville, same blood and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Guess who it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess right and win a price. . Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well she was always talking about her blog, her blog, this her blog that for almost a year or two she went on about this blog thing and i tot, i must find out what it is about blogging that makes her go on about it everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i did, i joined blogsville,  a newbie, not knowing my left from my right about blogging, i didnt even know how to write my first post and she was of so much help. Infact my first post was her idea and i thank her for that, cos till now i would have been thinking about what to write and how to go about it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having her here was grt and wierd at the same time. Cos . . . . . . . . .you know now.. .&lt;br /&gt; But that has changed, now the weirdness is gone. Its just great. Sis dont u think so. .?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is going tru a phase, am almost at the verge of deleting it. . Dont run away now. ! Am just kidding. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few weeks of blogging was grt. Meeting new friends/people. Etc but i feel the fun is begining to wear off. 'for a whole lot of reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had an idea of what i wanted my blog to be all about but i seem to be diverting. . So am kinda trying to figure out the kind of things i want to be writing about but till then&lt;br /&gt;.. . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i ve been having this feeling of wanting to just say . . .L.i.f.e S.u.c.k.s yeah i said it and ironically i feel better. Dont get me wrong my life is beautiful, just that atimes . .  . Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to visit sb today and her child was crying, i carried the baby as she stopped crying, and i had this feeling, i just wanted to have a baby and knew then that i would love him/her and he/her will make me happy. I felt all that while holding that child and believe me it was a great feeling. Yet thats gonna have to wait  except i want my parents to skin me alive. . . Lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my blog followers. .i just wanna say This blog is still here cos of u, thanks a grt deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who read my blog without leaving comments and those that do leave comments well i appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And i wont forget to add, sis please dont kill me for talking about you in my post, hope u dont mind. And well no one even knows its you . .so Lol. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have a grt week ahead and never mind my mumbings and jumblings of a post.. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love 4rm moi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-2034488862270514916?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2034488862270514916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/mumblings_14.html#comment-form' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/2034488862270514916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/2034488862270514916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/mumblings_14.html' title='Mumblings('/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-5548593426288130248</id><published>2009-12-14T19:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:22:05.115Z</updated><title type='text'>Mumblings(</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;how have you guys been. Hope u  ve been great. For me, well its been pretty much like a drama anyway. I know i said this post will be a continuation of the stuffs i talked about on my last post but  change is constant so. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been like 2 months now since i joined blogsville or has it been 3. . Yes . No . .maybe  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember why i joined blogsville, twas cos of my sister, yes ! I have a sister here in blogsville, same blood and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Guess who it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess right and win a price. . Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well she was always talking about her blog, her blog, this her blog that for almost a year or two she went on about this blog thing and i tot, i must find out what it is about blogging that makes her go on about it everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i did, i joined blogsville,  a newbie, not knowing my left from my right about blogging, i didnt even know how to write my first post and she was of so much help. Infact my first post was her idea and i thank her for that, cos till now i would have been thinking about what to write and how to go about it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having her here was grt and wierd at the same time. Cos . . . . . . . . .you know now.. .&lt;br /&gt; But that has changed, now the weirdness is gone. Its just great. Sis dont u think so. .?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is going tru a phase, am almost at the verge of deleting it. . Dont run away now. ! Am just kidding. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few weeks of blogging was grt. Meeting new friends/people. Etc but i feel the fun is begining to wear off. 'for a whole lot of reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had an idea of what i wanted my blog to be all about but i seem to be diverting. . So am kinda trying to figure out the kind of things i want to be writing about but till then&lt;br /&gt;.. . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i ve been having this feeling of wanting to just say . . .L.i.f.e S.u.c.k.s yeah i said it and ironically i feel better. Dont get me wrong my life is beautiful, just that atimes . .  . Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to visit sb today and her child was crying, i carried the baby as she stopped crying, and i had this feeling, i just wanted to have a baby and knew then that i would love him/her and he/her will make me happy. I felt all that while holding that child and believe me it was a great feeling. Yet thats gonna have to wait  except i want my parents to skin me alive. . . Lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my blog followers. .i just wanna say This blog is still here cos of u, thanks a grt deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who read my blog without leaving comments and those that do leave comments well i appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And i wont forget to add, sis please dont kill me for talking about you in my post, hope u dont mind. And well no one even knows its you . .so Lol. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have a grt week ahead and never mind my mumbings and jumblings of a post.. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love 4rm moi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-5548593426288130248?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/5548593426288130248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/mumblings.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/5548593426288130248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/5548593426288130248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/mumblings.html' title='Mumblings('/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-3743456989091049961</id><published>2009-11-26T22:05:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:21:25.293Z</updated><title type='text'>Desire</title><content type='html'>Its the beauty of the morning&lt;br /&gt;Its the tender rising sun&lt;br /&gt;Its a piece of my heart falling&lt;br /&gt;Asking why you are on the run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you not hear my heart calling&lt;br /&gt;Like an infant crying child&lt;br /&gt;Would i wake up in the noontime&lt;br /&gt;To behold your graceful charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking what am thinking&lt;br /&gt;Would you gladly give a miss&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared of your heart breaking&lt;br /&gt;If you give it one true kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sharing in my fate now&lt;br /&gt;Would my love not love me back&lt;br /&gt;Do you hunger just like i now&lt;br /&gt;Are you thirsty for my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;so i ve been thinking about all this stuff, OBE (out of body experience),  telepathy or mind control,  lucid dreaming,  astral travel and lot more. truth is i ve been doing a lot more than thinking about it, i 've been.... haha i ll gist you guys about it maybe in my next post. i just want to know kind of in advance, what do you guys think about those stuffs, i know for sure they exist. i mean the fact that you dont believe in it doesn't mean it doesnt exist.   so have you ever thought about them or am i alone in my crazy discovery chanel. So if you have, how do you view it,  is it ok for christians to practice such things and if  you say its not, where is it written in your bible.?  &lt;br /&gt;Atimes i see the whole thing as VAIN, but isn't everything else in this world VANITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;have a lovely week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-3743456989091049961?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/3743456989091049961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/desire.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/3743456989091049961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/3743456989091049961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/desire.html' title='Desire'/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-2786490349547152480</id><published>2009-11-25T21:49:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:47:43.198Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>LOVE VERSUS MONEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;where am i....... and how did i get here ? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ola&lt;/span&gt; wondered,&lt;br /&gt;as she sat up from her once new mattress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; which now felt the same as sleeping on the hard floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;she held&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; dike&lt;/span&gt; her two year old son with one hand and with the other hand adjusted her  worn out wrapper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; which hung loosely around her waist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;she walked to the mirror but all she saw was a shadow of her old self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;she didn't like what she saw, where she was and what she has become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;her husband a handsome hardworking young man,did his best to provide for the family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;but luck wasn't smiling at him, so his best wasn't good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;2 years ago they were the best couple you could ever dream of, engaged and so much in love, yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;she was soon to discover that marriage was a different kind of love story and it was nothing like courtship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;despite the fact that they still loved each other, life to them was not a bed of roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;she looked at her son &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;dike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; and kissed him, yet wondering if the song would have played a different tune had she married &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jonson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; whom she did not love but who was handsomely rich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;instead of her husband, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;nkem&lt;/span&gt;, the poor yet hardworking guy she was so much in love with and couldn't live without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;And they lived happily/unhappily ever after..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;love OR money, which would you rather live happily ever after with,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;for me i wouldnt go for love without money neither will i go for money without love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i mean they need each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;so i always pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;'lord please give me both"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;But what if you only get to choose one, you cant have both, which would you choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span&gt;Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love from moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-2786490349547152480?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2786490349547152480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-versus-money.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/2786490349547152480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/2786490349547152480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-versus-money.html' title='LOVE VERSUS MONEY'/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-5264877173770008743</id><published>2009-11-23T00:30:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T01:54:48.617Z</updated><title type='text'>AAAHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>There are a lot of things on my mind, a heavily armed lot, that right now&lt;br /&gt;i feel like screaming , screaming on top of my voice, screaming my head off&lt;br /&gt;just screaming aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screaming at MTN for being such a fucked up network, for not being able to&lt;br /&gt;satisty her customers, for not keeping their freaking network stable.&lt;br /&gt;for contineously stealing my credit, and for their numerous dubious ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screaming at power holding, for the really poor work they are doing, i mean&lt;br /&gt;is nigeria ever going to be any better when it comes to giving us light, i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;i just wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screaming at life for being so unfair, you know some christian comfort &lt;br /&gt;themselves with the idea of heaven, saying we are only strangers her etc etc so its only normal for us to suffer on earth and enjoy later in heaven&lt;br /&gt;others say that christians should be able to enjoy there lives here, even before heaven&lt;br /&gt;and i agree with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like screaming because atimes it seems so difficult so damn difficult to&lt;br /&gt;to be happy here &lt;am not saying am not happy i am...yet i feel like screaming, &lt;br /&gt;screaming because everything seems to be spining around me,confusing,and choking.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;screaming because there are so many things i dont understand, about God, about attraction, sexual attraction, about why good people die and the bad ones get to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screaming because this is not what i was supposed to post but i misplaced my diary today, so i had to improvise. i guess thats why all the need to scream started in the first place &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All out... hmmmmmmmm!!!  now i feel better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a scream free week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-5264877173770008743?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/5264877173770008743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/aaahhhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/5264877173770008743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/5264877173770008743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/aaahhhhhhhhh.html' title='AAAHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-5607315889874071065</id><published>2009-11-09T01:53:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T02:46:38.960Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi everyone how has it been....?&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys have been cool&lt;br /&gt;really i cant believe its been a&lt;br /&gt;month and counting since i last updated&lt;br /&gt;well its nice to be back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ve been pretty lazy lately i know but &lt;br /&gt;i ve been reading your posts though i dont &lt;br /&gt;drop comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this is me.. and its really nice to be back&lt;br /&gt;missed you guys&lt;br /&gt;@hyaw and rose thanks for coming by to check on me&lt;br /&gt;am ok, at least i am now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will just have to do for today, i ll put up something&lt;br /&gt;better later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a beautiful week 4rm moi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-5607315889874071065?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/5607315889874071065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-everyone-how-has-it-been.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/5607315889874071065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/5607315889874071065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-everyone-how-has-it-been.html' title=''/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-8040435048052059276</id><published>2009-10-01T15:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T15:05:11.432+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A friend'/><title type='text'>A friend</title><content type='html'>people of blogville i salute una ooo&lt;br /&gt;happy independence day to everyone. .and again its a new month so wishing u all a beautiful beautiful month. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im glad we are still  in this together. Hope we will still be till next month. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  how would u  define a friend . . . There are lots and lots of defitions of a friend. . . but i do know that a friend is someone who cares enough to notice you are in pain or need without u neccessarily telling them and provides reasonable solution to ur need. . Thats a friend. . But how many of us are really trully friends. .and Do we act as one? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here's a poem i wrote on a friend and am dedicating it to someone i met here in blogville, someone who has been more than a friend to moi n i guess to others too. .cos she has such a lovely heart. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is someone you can trust&lt;br /&gt;with the whole of your heart&lt;br /&gt;someone you can lean on&lt;br /&gt;when you are not strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is one who reaches out for you&lt;br /&gt;in all situations both good and bad&lt;br /&gt;someone who never lets go&lt;br /&gt;when the going gets tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is one who is ever willing to give&lt;br /&gt;his time and all away&lt;br /&gt;someone who takes your yoke&lt;br /&gt;and makes it his or hers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though there be&lt;br /&gt;quite a lot of friends&lt;br /&gt;but difficult, it is&lt;br /&gt;to find a friend so true&lt;br /&gt;as i have found in you  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to rose @raindropsonarose.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-8040435048052059276?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/8040435048052059276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/10/friend.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/8040435048052059276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/8040435048052059276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/10/friend.html' title='A friend'/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-4787943879749341989</id><published>2009-09-13T13:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:00:53.601+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello guys. Whats been happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got gist for you&lt;br /&gt;hmm I dont really know how to say this but i gat to say it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Recently &lt;br /&gt;I witnessed the modernized verson of that incident that made dear jesus say &lt;br /&gt;"if u say u have no sin in u pls cast the first stone"&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; yet i wonder&lt;br /&gt;  will people actually walk away if that same question is being asked again in this modern age&lt;br /&gt; or will they stay and kill d sinner,  since there seem to be so many over righteous individuals hovering around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; dnt  know abt that bible story. Pls ask ur pastor.  . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnywayI really felt for the poor soul.. With every dick tom and harry tendering their judgement as they deemed fit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what can i say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Plsssss lets give  this self aclaimed position as judges a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets try to love one another... Have u noticed that u rarely judge someone you love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets love and with love correct &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis poem says it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont find faults with the man who limps&lt;br /&gt;or stumbles along the road&lt;br /&gt;unless u have worn the shoes he wears&lt;br /&gt;or struggled beneath his load.&lt;br /&gt;there may be a track in his shoes that hurt&lt;br /&gt;though hidden far away from view&lt;br /&gt;or the burden he bears placed on your neck&lt;br /&gt;might cause you to stumble too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont sneer at the man who's down today, unless u 've felt the blow that caused hìs fall, or felt the  shame that only the fallen know. You may be strong but the blows that were his, if dealt to you in the self same way, at the self same time, might cause you to stagger too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be too harsh with the man who sins&lt;br /&gt;or pelt him with words or stones&lt;br /&gt;unless u are sure that you have not sins of your own &lt;br /&gt;for u know perhaps if the tempters voice&lt;br /&gt;should whisper as soft to you as it did to him&lt;br /&gt;when he went astray&lt;br /&gt; it would cause you to falter too.&lt;br /&gt;  Vera barker-philip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lol)lots of love 4rm moi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-4787943879749341989?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/4787943879749341989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/09/check-it-out.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/4787943879749341989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/4787943879749341989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/09/check-it-out.html' title=''/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-953778597369882157</id><published>2009-09-02T13:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:11:29.469+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self discovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The perfectionist</title><content type='html'>Wow! Last month was really splendid. hope it was for u.&lt;br /&gt; Well its a new month,wishing u all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate everyone who read my last post n left lovely comments. Thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two contradicting quotes abt perfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Artists who seek&lt;br /&gt; perfection in &lt;br /&gt;everything are &lt;br /&gt;those who do not &lt;br /&gt;attain it in anything" gustave flaubert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fix ur eyes on &lt;br /&gt;perfection and u &lt;br /&gt;make almost &lt;br /&gt;everything speed &lt;br /&gt;towards it" william ellery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walk through life we get to discover and understand ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;The kind of person we are and atimes the reason why we do the things we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we jorney thru life we go through a learning process,&lt;br /&gt; learning about ourself, about others, about our environment and the universe at large. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this jorney, i ve come to know myself more and more, &lt;br /&gt;and understand why i do the things i do and lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ve come to discover that am very emotional and secretive etc.&lt;br /&gt; Also i ve tendencies towards being a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfectionist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet me: I cant take any action until am certain&lt;br /&gt; its the perfect thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i say a word i go over it a million times in my head &lt;br /&gt;puting it in perfect order before i say it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While writing i go over anything i ve written&lt;br /&gt; a million times editing and polishing it,&lt;br /&gt; most times  it ends up losing its meaning. &lt;br /&gt;And i ve to start all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can think of so many things i ve not said &lt;br /&gt;just cos i was looking for d perfect way to say wats on my mind and couldn't find any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I always set a high standard 4 my self, most times for others also and &lt;br /&gt;it could be a problem when i or they fall short of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it got me wondering,&lt;br /&gt; do things ve to be perfect before we indulge in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are there times when good should be enough ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do we waste our lives waiting for the perfect opportunities, perfect job, man, wife, book, writing, etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there anything perfect in this world, or is perfect simply what you make of of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Is there hope 4 those who believe that something must be perfect b4 they take a leap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I cant stop wondering&lt;br /&gt; just hope the "i want it perfect" side of me wont start editing this till it loses its original meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh she's trying so hard not to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U could also share one or two things u ve discovered/learnt about ur self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-953778597369882157?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/953778597369882157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfectionist.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/953778597369882157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/953778597369882157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfectionist.html' title='The perfectionist'/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-7641917910880592016</id><published>2009-08-25T20:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:22:07.669+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet revenge</title><content type='html'>"Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned&lt;br /&gt;                               Nor Hell a fury &lt;br /&gt;                            Like a woman scorned”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      It was a beautiful Saturday morning,the sun had come up earlier than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Tessy stirred on her bed as the brightly shining sun peered through her window &lt;br /&gt;resting on her rumpled face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't believe it was dawn already; maybe it was one of those shorter nights&lt;br /&gt;she thought to her self,Well it was definitely going to be a very long day she muttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to get up but felt so tired; she couldn’t help but think about the events &lt;br /&gt;of the week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had really been hectic for her especially the celebration of her sister's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was finally over she thought .Then she remembered something else, something that &lt;br /&gt;made her smile, It wasn't the thought of her boyfriend making sweet love to her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither was it the thought of living in a beautiful mansion with her handsome husband&lt;br /&gt;And lots of kids, something she had always fantasized about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No! This was different, it was something else, something she had always longed for&lt;br /&gt;But had given up over the years. Years? She couldn't believe it had been that long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For she remembered it vividly, she remembered it like it happened a moment ago.&lt;br /&gt;She let her mind wander back to that faithful Friday afternoon, She had gone to have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch with her friend Lilia, Lilia and tessy had been friends since childhood, &lt;br /&gt;they did almost everything together and were lucky to be admitted into the same higher institution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The saying that opposites attract was true to their friendship, Tessy was an extrovert while&lt;br /&gt;Lilia was quite reserved and quiet, they carried on so well that every one wanted to be like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day tessy dressed in her usual outfit,body hug top and jean trousers set out to have lunch with lilian,but faith had much more than food in store for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were about to enter the restaurant and there he was, staring at her looking&lt;br /&gt;cuter than any man he had ever seen ,with the sexiest lips any girl could ever dream of.Tessy giggled at the thought of kissing him, smiling sheepishly as she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t notice him approach her But his musical voice brought her back to reality. Am Alexandra but you could call me Alex he said smiling.You are beautiful he added. Thanks she replied and introduced herself as tessy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilian obviously bored by the discussion excused her self to order for the food,&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later tessy joined her. They ate quietly when tessy finally spoke,&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t he perfect she said, yes but not for you replied Lilia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are just jealous tessy had said laughing as they walked back to their hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later they met again both happy to see each other, and from that day on they met over and over again.He called her his princess and told her she was beautiful and it seemed to satisfy her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilia warned her to stay away Yet she was adamant because she realized she had fallen in love with him.But Alex wasn’t someone you fall in love with, He was always busy, never around,  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls flocked around him,making it difficult for him to concentrate on one girl, but that didn’t matter to tessy for she loved him,She loved him with her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stayed happy for while like every new lover, he told her how much he appreciated her and how he couldn't do without her, he brought her presents and treated her like every married man treats his new bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tessy was convinced he loved her though he never said so himself. she let her self &lt;br /&gt;fall deeply in love with him .Few months later the tides began to shift, he became less available and gave flimsy excuses about not seeing her but assured her she had no reason to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex wasn't the kind of guy that got commited to a girl, he had strings of girls throwing themselves at him that he couldn't imagine settling down with a particular girl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet He liked tessy, he liked being with her, she came first to him and every other girl followed, that was the best he could offer her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So many times he had lied to her but she always found out the truth then he would apologize saying he lied so as not to hurt her, to protect her. She accepted it as one of those things that happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn’t lie she would say to Lilia, continue telling yourself that&lt;br /&gt;Lilia would reply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he didn't stop at that, he had hidden affairs which he denied till she caught him red handed.It hurt her so much that he could betray her that much but after he apologized looking so remorseful, like he was a changed person &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She managed to stay angry with him for few weeks and knowing she couldn’t stay angry at him forever, she decided to forgive him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had always told herself that the first man to know her sexually Was the man she would settle down with and Alex was that man,she wasn’t going to let go now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet Alex wasn’t making it easy for her,she was the only one holding the relationship together and she couldn't think of letting go for the thought of  that&lt;br /&gt;tore her heart to shreds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite she knew it might have been the best thing for her but it would hurt much  more than staying in the relationship, she couldn't bear living without him. she was in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact that she loved him was all that mattered to her, she was determined to wait till he came around only hoping her love alone would be able to sustain both of them till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next year Alex was to graduate from school and that bothered tessy so much but Alex had told her she had no reason to worry."don't worry my tess, i will call you every day and will be visit you regularly, you would barely notice I’m gone" those were his exact words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tessy had believed him &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he left and never called her, never visited her, she tried every means she knew to contact him but failed,she sent him mail yet got was no reply. he had left her, left her without a word, left her heartbroken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he hadn't just gone but had taken her pride with him,her trust. she wept, wept for all that she had lost that couldn’t be regained, wept for love cos it hurt, and it hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she lived on though she never really got over it at the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-7641917910880592016?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/7641917910880592016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-revenge.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/7641917910880592016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314220981219744393/posts/default/7641917910880592016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-revenge.html' title='sweet revenge'/><author><name>sunnyside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17784031555182895400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dt-UWXBFwK0/Sq-_5zDPRuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lkuqdiFtu9w/S220/Fire_Lady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314220981219744393.post-6804008944348271134</id><published>2009-08-20T22:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:01:06.794+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blogville</title><content type='html'>Things have been pretty dull and boring for me lately and I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't think of any better way of spicing things up than blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could beat the excitement of meeting new &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends and being able to share ur thoughts with them ,especially &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I love writing and have lots of things to share.i hope to make &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots new friends here  am also looking forward to having an &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exciting time with wonderful people in blogsville&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314220981219744393-6804008944348271134?l=sunnysideglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/feeds/6804008944348271134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnysideglance.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-blogville.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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