<?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-2199084343585817238</id><updated>2011-11-25T16:38:40.120+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My journey in a music box</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8492637174408028557</id><published>2011-10-25T11:02:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T11:04:49.685+03:00</updated><title type='text'>No more words are needed ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The small details  of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the  mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an  environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in  themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So find time to be your lover’s friend and do  those little things for each other that build intimacy. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/2199084343585817238-8492637174408028557?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8492637174408028557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-more-words-are-needed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8492637174408028557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8492637174408028557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-more-words-are-needed.html' title='No more words are needed ...'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8335686869067779057</id><published>2011-10-08T16:25:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T16:30:04.013+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vei plange mult ori vei zambi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;Eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;nu mă căiesc,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;c-am adunat în suflet și noroi - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;dar mă gândesc la tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu gheare de lumină&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;o dimineaţă-ţi va ucide-odată visul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;că sufletul mi-aşa curat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;cum gândul tău il vrea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;cum inima iubirii tale-l crede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Vei plânge mult atunci ori vei ierta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Vei plânge mult ori vei zâmbi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;de razele acelei dimineţi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;în care eu ţi-oi zice fără umbră de căinţă:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"Nu ştii, ca numa-n lacuri cu noroi în fund cresc nuferi?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-8335686869067779057?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8335686869067779057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/vei-plange-mult-ori-vei-zambi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8335686869067779057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8335686869067779057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/vei-plange-mult-ori-vei-zambi.html' title='Vei plange mult ori vei zambi?'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7453920361186842026</id><published>2011-10-08T09:50:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T09:52:37.058+03:00</updated><title type='text'>67. Freelove ... or else</title><content type='html'>If you've suffered enough&lt;div&gt;I can understand what you're thinking of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see the pain that you're frightened of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been running like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now you understand why I'm running scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been searching for truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I haven't been getting anywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been running from love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we don't know what we're doing here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R18kWUtw6wY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7453920361186842026?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7453920361186842026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/67-freelove-or-else.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7453920361186842026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7453920361186842026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/67-freelove-or-else.html' title='67. Freelove ... or else'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/R18kWUtw6wY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7028974635523078528</id><published>2011-10-08T09:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T09:48:38.567+03:00</updated><title type='text'>66. Put your lights on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There's a darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;living deep in my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;it still got a purpose to serve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So let your lights shine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;deep into my home ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5di5EhZshdQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7028974635523078528?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7028974635523078528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/66-put-your-lights-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7028974635523078528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7028974635523078528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/66-put-your-lights-on.html' title='66. Put your lights on'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5di5EhZshdQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1154808480823997080</id><published>2011-10-07T20:21:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T20:23:10.163+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What else is there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-weight: normal;"  &gt;When  values are forgotten, promises and commitments broken, plans are  changed by a single moment of weakness, expectations do not meet  halfway, what else is there? You either give up or stand for what you  believe in ... hoping to find sense and significance, people who are  there, no matter how hard the quest is. I wish for THEM again, in mine  ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-1154808480823997080?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1154808480823997080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-else-is-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1154808480823997080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1154808480823997080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-else-is-there.html' title='What else is there?'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8230680494008256273</id><published>2011-10-07T15:12:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T15:16:29.609+03:00</updated><title type='text'>65. Trying to change the people we love only makes them ... someone else ...</title><content type='html'>Tell me actions speak louder&lt;br /&gt;But there's something about her words that hurt&lt;br /&gt;Closing up and it's so late and&lt;br /&gt;I'm the last one still waiting for you to lock the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home, I realize&lt;br /&gt;There's some kind of storm&lt;br /&gt;Brewing in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Only veiled by a thin disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've done my time&lt;br /&gt;I need to move on and I need you to try&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're out of goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;We're out of goodbyes, out of goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never asked you to change&lt;br /&gt;But sadly you don't feel the same about me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder does your man still shudder&lt;br /&gt;When you touch his hand like this man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on our way home I realize&lt;br /&gt;There's some kind of storm&lt;br /&gt;Brewing in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Only veiled by a thin disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've done my time&lt;br /&gt;I need to move on and I need you to try&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're out of goodbyes ...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_6PL_Tlq-m8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-8230680494008256273?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8230680494008256273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/65-trying-to-change-people-we-love-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8230680494008256273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8230680494008256273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/65-trying-to-change-people-we-love-only.html' title='65. Trying to change the people we love only makes them ... someone else ...'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_6PL_Tlq-m8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8691632047954151881</id><published>2011-10-07T15:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T15:01:19.063+03:00</updated><title type='text'>64. No regrets</title><content type='html'>I loved the way we used to laugh&lt;br /&gt;I loved the way we used to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Uyb67x1C2Dg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-8691632047954151881?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8691632047954151881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/64-no-regrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8691632047954151881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8691632047954151881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/10/64-no-regrets.html' title='64. No regrets'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Uyb67x1C2Dg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-5949857713935232691</id><published>2011-03-25T15:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T15:52:15.004+02:00</updated><title type='text'>63. A case of you</title><content type='html'>I remember that time that you told me, you said&lt;br /&gt;"Love is touching souls"&lt;br /&gt;Surely you touched mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6voJjexENok" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-5949857713935232691?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5949857713935232691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/03/63-case-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/5949857713935232691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/5949857713935232691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/03/63-case-of-you.html' title='63. A case of you'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6voJjexENok/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8680697472784000651</id><published>2011-02-28T16:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T16:13:09.870+02:00</updated><title type='text'>And there it is :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yHBlA4aGTq8?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yHBlA4aGTq8?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-8680697472784000651?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8680697472784000651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-there-it-is-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8680697472784000651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8680697472784000651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-there-it-is-d.html' title='And there it is :D'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6744947701418681247</id><published>2011-02-14T18:50:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T18:59:08.920+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's talk about control</title><content type='html'>I don't like the things that I cannot control: I'm not used to them, I don't like the idea ... so I waste energy thinking about all the consequences that could happen ... and I hate that also; so I'm going around in circles, not helping myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this incredible thing about humans: the need for control and discovering sense and significance in all the things that happen around them. I feel like being part of an experiment: Let us see how much you can last without control ... let's see if you can survive the "not knowing, wondering and doubt". You know, Seligman's dogs died because they had no control over what was happening to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... I guess I'm a bit smarted than a dog and I am able to take control again over the things that are happening right now in my life; it will just take me a while. But I know that with or without external help I will get to that point of being myself, in a context that I can control up to some point, accepting the things I cannot change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to get out of this place for now ... and put my thoughts and feelings in their right place for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then ... it will all make sense again ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-6744947701418681247?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6744947701418681247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/02/lets-talk-about-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6744947701418681247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6744947701418681247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2011/02/lets-talk-about-control.html' title='Let&apos;s talk about control'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-4053049649584673139</id><published>2010-12-06T19:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T19:52:01.129+02:00</updated><title type='text'>But ...</title><content type='html'>Surgery is when you get saved ... but ... postop, after sugery, is when you get healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ... what if you don't?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-4053049649584673139?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4053049649584673139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/12/but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4053049649584673139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4053049649584673139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/12/but.html' title='But ...'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6788815709869799968</id><published>2010-10-17T23:06:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:06:45.151+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold me in your thoughts, take me to your dreams...keep me in your heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Shadows are falling and I'm running out of breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keep me in your heart for a while&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; If I leave you it doesn't mean I love you any less***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Keep me in your heart for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you get up in the morning and you see that crazy sun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your heart for a while&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; There's a train leaving nightly called when all is said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Keep me in your heart for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes when you're doing simple things around the house&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll think of me and smile&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm tied to you like the buttons on your blouse&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your heart for a while&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hold me in your thoughts, take me to your dreams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Touch me as I fall into view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; When the winter comes keep the fires lit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;And I will be right next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Engine driver's headed north to Pleasant Stream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Keep me in your heart for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; These wheels keep turning but they're running out of steam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Keep me in your heart for a while&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/2199084343585817238-6788815709869799968?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6788815709869799968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/10/hold-me-in-your-thoughts-take-me-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6788815709869799968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6788815709869799968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/10/hold-me-in-your-thoughts-take-me-to.html' title='Hold me in your thoughts, take me to your dreams...keep me in your heart'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8897720309809428057</id><published>2010-10-17T23:03:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:04:33.476+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru ca eu inca mai cred in povesti si personaje complexe</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBc-lzRIB0U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBc-lzRIB0U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-8897720309809428057?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8897720309809428057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/10/pentru-ca-eu-inca-mai-cred-in-povesti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8897720309809428057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8897720309809428057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/10/pentru-ca-eu-inca-mai-cred-in-povesti.html' title='Pentru ca eu inca mai cred in povesti si personaje complexe'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6344436449557183672</id><published>2010-09-16T15:35:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T15:38:10.168+03:00</updated><title type='text'>62. Come home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come home&lt;br /&gt;Come home&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’ve been waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; For so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; For so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but I just keep waiting, patiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R-5dTrOhhBc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R-5dTrOhhBc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-6344436449557183672?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6344436449557183672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/09/62-come-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6344436449557183672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6344436449557183672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/09/62-come-home.html' title='62. Come home'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-4964359729472196081</id><published>2010-09-11T21:41:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T21:50:13.972+03:00</updated><title type='text'>61. Looking back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes I look back on the things that just happened and I compare them to what I thought they would look like. I can gladly say that reality so beats the imagination :) and that actually makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself happy, about the small things: a walk to the store on the corner of the street, a trip with the bus, trembling in the cold train, enjoying the silence and the warm hug I so missed...it's good to be me again, to let go and enjoy the moment with the deepest sincerity and the innocent enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when they all happened, I cannot realize when freedom became part of the equation, but the moments will be there in my mind...a bit modified by my memory and enhanced by the feeling...but there, alive, till the next time when they will come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait for them...they come in a music-box...you just have to enjoy them...again and again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MaVku75wJrs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MaVku75wJrs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9tdIvud-NI4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9tdIvud-NI4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-4964359729472196081?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4964359729472196081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/09/61-looking-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4964359729472196081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4964359729472196081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/09/61-looking-back.html' title='61. Looking back'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8234533916746397331</id><published>2010-08-28T20:42:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T20:46:45.296+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Converging leadership and diversity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;For some it may seem just a sentence, but for me it is and it will be a reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;You  cannot understand perspective if you are not here, in the middle of  what is happening...you can only imagine and imagination may be the next  best thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;More than 100 countries in the same place and the vibe of an entire  plenary representing different values, ideas, behaviors, ways of seeing  the world. It's insightful, it makes you think and want to do more, see  more, act and start building. It makes me want to be part of a bigger  process, to change myself in order to give others the chance to look  towards new realities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I have met people that have been in eXchange, people that have had  several leadership positions, people that have interacted with  individuals with different perspectives...and the exploration is still  in progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Today we have head the final sessions of LEAD, a leadership program  developed at international level that has exceeded my expectations. For  two days now we have looked inside ourselves in order to discover the  way we think, feel and act. We talked about "facticity", "possibility",  "uncertainty" and the ways in which accepting them or being in denial  affects the way we feel. We have explored the types of leadership and  had a meaningful conversation with the person that is leading AIESEC  International today and the truth is: "Now that I can see, I will be  moving".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We have India night tonight and AIESEC Bangalore has prepared one  beautiful show for us. It's all color, music and traditions...it's  Incredible India :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;My advice to you: overcome yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;My wish for you: experience internationalism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; My "food for thought": don't ask for permission from anybody, just take that chance.&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/2199084343585817238-8234533916746397331?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8234533916746397331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/08/converging-leadership-and-diversity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8234533916746397331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8234533916746397331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/08/converging-leadership-and-diversity.html' title='Converging leadership and diversity'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8815408174732701039</id><published>2010-08-04T00:45:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T00:50:20.003+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Second-guessing...go away</title><content type='html'>I want so much for it to be EPIC that sometimes I don't realize it already is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I would jump, didn't I? Well...there's no better time than the present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-8815408174732701039?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8815408174732701039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/08/second-guessinggo-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8815408174732701039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8815408174732701039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/08/second-guessinggo-away.html' title='Second-guessing...go away'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-9065834830521065154</id><published>2010-08-03T01:35:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T01:40:09.136+03:00</updated><title type='text'>60. My response to you</title><content type='html'>No if clauses...just You and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d3SsTT4lyKg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d3SsTT4lyKg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-9065834830521065154?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/9065834830521065154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/08/60-my-response-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/9065834830521065154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/9065834830521065154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/08/60-my-response-to-you.html' title='60. My response to you'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-2970281642299703255</id><published>2010-08-03T01:16:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T01:35:36.636+03:00</updated><title type='text'>59. Jump...just jump already !!!</title><content type='html'>I like the stories of people and I seem to understand them most of the times. But when it comes to mine...well, not an easy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to adjust but I bump into old issues and find new ones on the road...&lt;br /&gt;I still need to believe in stories with happy ending, just not sure how to create them yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hope is to risk pain...&lt;br /&gt;To try is to risk failure...&lt;br /&gt;but risk must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm taking that leap...yes I am...because it's worth the try and the involvement...yes I am...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/crTc1V34m8g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/crTc1V34m8g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-2970281642299703255?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2970281642299703255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/08/59-jumpjust-jump-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2970281642299703255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2970281642299703255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/08/59-jumpjust-jump-already.html' title='59. Jump...just jump already !!!'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-5296641109752155191</id><published>2010-08-02T16:21:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T16:23:29.152+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The wonders of planning...and the beauty of technology :)</title><content type='html'>And here we go...full of confidence and great dreams. 77 is our first stop, but we plan on rollin' some more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="https://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=0AjA_UP2UsdKwdFRfcWhOS0wzVFJJM0FWYk53NHpNcHc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;output=html&amp;amp;widget=true" width="500" frameborder="0" height="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-5296641109752155191?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5296641109752155191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/08/wonders-of-planningand-beauty-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/5296641109752155191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/5296641109752155191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/08/wonders-of-planningand-beauty-of.html' title='The wonders of planning...and the beauty of technology :)'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7787761049416228303</id><published>2010-07-19T20:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T20:37:17.807+03:00</updated><title type='text'>58. Now I know</title><content type='html'>A glass of wine, and the lights are low you lying beside me, me full of love and filled with hope....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fsc-oT9PsSQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fsc-oT9PsSQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7787761049416228303?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7787761049416228303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/07/58-now-i-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7787761049416228303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7787761049416228303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/07/58-now-i-know.html' title='58. Now I know'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7640069196825781075</id><published>2010-07-09T01:54:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T01:57:46.586+03:00</updated><title type='text'>57. We could be ... but will we?</title><content type='html'>And in the night, I could be helpless,&lt;br /&gt;I could be lonely, sleeping without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the day, everything's complex,&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing simple, when I'm not around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll miss you when you're gone, that is what I do. Hey, baby!&lt;br /&gt;And it's going to carry on, that is what I do. Hey, baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RUmdWdEgHgk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RUmdWdEgHgk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7640069196825781075?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7640069196825781075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-could-be-but-will-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7640069196825781075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7640069196825781075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-could-be-but-will-we.html' title='57. We could be ... but will we?'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-3807554398609283247</id><published>2010-06-21T01:24:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T01:26:50.109+03:00</updated><title type='text'>When you lose something you can't replace</title><content type='html'>...I feel like that is what's going to happen...I dunno why I have this feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...all I know is that I want it to stop, to end the uncertainty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...seems like alright is not in my vocabulary right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hope it will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-3807554398609283247?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3807554398609283247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-you-lose-something-you-cant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/3807554398609283247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/3807554398609283247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-you-lose-something-you-cant.html' title='When you lose something you can&apos;t replace'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7185258446859718083</id><published>2010-06-08T18:07:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:47:18.098+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You have spent your entire life learning to be unhappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...and the way we learn to be unhappy is by buying into a particular mental model. The problem isn't that we have mental models, the problem is that we don't know that we have mental models&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect combination for unhappiness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get &lt;/span&gt;something&lt;br /&gt;so you can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;something&lt;br /&gt;so you can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be &lt;/span&gt;something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this is a variation of the "if...then" model..."if this happens, then I will be happy".&lt;br /&gt;When you're not accepting what is going on, then you're buying into the model and the model itself is flawed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We define our life in terms of outcome...just stop investing in the outcome, start investing in the process. Investing in the outcome means that you make the achievement of a particular outcome dependent on your well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ted.com/talks/srikumar_rao_plug_into_your_hard_wired_happiness.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And yes, what you can get, you can "unget"...oh, so easy :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7185258446859718083?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7185258446859718083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-have-spent-your-entire-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7185258446859718083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7185258446859718083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-have-spent-your-entire-life.html' title='You have spent your entire life learning to be unhappy'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7121379561911502244</id><published>2010-06-07T01:34:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T01:37:40.315+03:00</updated><title type='text'>56. When you're to scared to think that someone else feels the way you feel</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ekPRAeHc-L4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7121379561911502244?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7121379561911502244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/56-when-youre-to-scared-to-think-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7121379561911502244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7121379561911502244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/56-when-youre-to-scared-to-think-that.html' title='56. When you&apos;re to scared to think that someone else feels the way you feel'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-4599731611315525996</id><published>2010-06-07T01:30:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T01:34:13.485+03:00</updated><title type='text'>55. In the realm of certainty...really now?</title><content type='html'>I tied myself with wire&lt;br /&gt;To let the horses roam free&lt;br /&gt;Playing with  the fire&lt;br /&gt;Until the fire played with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stone was  semi-precious&lt;br /&gt;We were barely conscious&lt;br /&gt;Two souls too smart to be &lt;br /&gt;In the realm of certainty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  set ourselves on fire&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, do not deny her&lt;br /&gt;It’s not if I  believe in love&lt;br /&gt;If love believes in me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, believe in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At  the moment of surrender&lt;br /&gt;I folded to my knees&lt;br /&gt;I did not notice the passers-by&lt;br /&gt;And  they did not notice me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been in every black hole&lt;br /&gt;At the  altar of the dark star&lt;br /&gt;My body’s now a begging bowl&lt;br /&gt;That’s  begging to get back, begging to get back&lt;br /&gt;To my heart&lt;br /&gt;To the  rhythm of my soul&lt;br /&gt;To the rhythm of my unconsciousness&lt;br /&gt;To the  rhythm that yearns&lt;br /&gt;To be released from control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was  punching in the numbers at the ATM machine&lt;br /&gt;I could see in the  reflection&lt;br /&gt;A face staring back at me&lt;br /&gt;At the moment of surrender &lt;br /&gt;Of vision over visibility&lt;br /&gt;I did not notice the passers-by&lt;br /&gt;And  they did not notice me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was speeding on the subway&lt;br /&gt;Through  the stations of the cross&lt;br /&gt;Every eye looking every other way&lt;br /&gt;Counting  down ’til the pain would stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment of surrender&lt;br /&gt;Of  vision over visibility&lt;br /&gt;I did not notice the passers-by&lt;br /&gt;And they  did not notice me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-4599731611315525996?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4599731611315525996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/55-in-realm-of-certaintyreally-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4599731611315525996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4599731611315525996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/55-in-realm-of-certaintyreally-now.html' title='55. In the realm of certainty...really now?'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7763509601468051592</id><published>2010-06-07T00:45:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T01:26:13.292+03:00</updated><title type='text'>One after the other and the rush between them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And you reach that point that you don't want to see coming: when you're all concerned and don't know exactly where you stand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to get it out of your head and stop thinking only about what could be worse...but still you have that feeling that something will go wrong...somewhere, somehow...something will go wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually it goes away once you discuss it and stop the analysis right before you go mad. And then you find your way back to yourself and the equilibrium you used to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're all happening so fast, on all the levels and I can't quite catch up with them...and then I lose myself along the way and all my ideas go to waste because I didn't find the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still...I have my priorities in line, one after the other...guess it's the stability that gets me so scared...or the fear of losing it now that I have it on my fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have chosen for myself is rewarding...what has been happening for a while now is more than I would have expected last year...which makes me wonder:&lt;br /&gt;"Is it real?"&lt;br /&gt;"Will it happen from now on also?"&lt;br /&gt;"Can I have that trust?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...because I know it's worth it&lt;br /&gt;...and I wanted it so much...for so long now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that it's so scary to get the things that you so much wanted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7763509601468051592?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7763509601468051592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-after-other-and-rush-between-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7763509601468051592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7763509601468051592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-after-other-and-rush-between-them.html' title='One after the other and the rush between them'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-5410732131545174648</id><published>2010-04-05T02:15:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T03:14:27.586+03:00</updated><title type='text'>How they turn around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not because you want to or you see them coming...but because they happen without you even predicting. Call it blindness or denial, the name is not important...but the source is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;First you start with a new role, go on a path you think you might know, learn to know new people and then you begin rebuilding and creating, 'cuz it's the natural order of things...or so you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There are a lot of things that I will not be able to mend and bigger challenges will come this way...that's one thing that I know for sure...what I am trying to find out is how to avoid being alone in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Somehow the balance isn't here...and alongside the joy was lost...it went away with some of the people that I was not able to keep close (for one reason or another).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm ready to have that back...cuz that's my energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm willing to apologyze, cuz it's my nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm not going to stop caring, cuz this is how I've grown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'll find I way to be more open, cuz that's how you'll get to know me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I'm sure that I can do this on my own, but I choose not to...cuz I'm not the center of my universe anymore...and I'm glad that I can say this ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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/2199084343585817238-5410732131545174648?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5410732131545174648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-they-turn-around.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/5410732131545174648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/5410732131545174648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-they-turn-around.html' title='How they turn around'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1291405934783192424</id><published>2010-04-03T02:09:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T02:20:59.030+03:00</updated><title type='text'>54. And they only express the way I feel :)</title><content type='html'>Baby slow down&lt;br /&gt;The end is not as fun as the start&lt;br /&gt;Please stay a child somewhere in your heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ițll give you everything you want&lt;br /&gt;Except the thing that you want&lt;br /&gt;YOU are the first one of your kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you FEEL like no one before&lt;br /&gt;You steal right under my door&lt;br /&gt;And i kneel 'cause I want you some more&lt;br /&gt;I want the lot of what you've got&lt;br /&gt;And I want NOTHING that you're NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere you go you shout it&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be shy about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CnT9TP3xjTs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CnT9TP3xjTs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see colors that have never been seen&lt;br /&gt;Let's go to places no one else has been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0adFYuNuns&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0adFYuNuns&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-1291405934783192424?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1291405934783192424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/54-and-they-only-express-way-i-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1291405934783192424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1291405934783192424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/54-and-they-only-express-way-i-feel.html' title='54. And they only express the way I feel :)'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1295882650854294783</id><published>2010-03-05T00:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T01:06:27.349+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stumbling on happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;The subject of these days...it seems to follow me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;I do believe in reason and science, I actually treasure them and I'm glad I have learned about them. But sometimes it's hard for me to accept one theory or another, especially when it is so different from what I am experiencing every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's in my nature to react to all the things that happen around me, to try to find out the reasons behind them, to dissect them into bits and pieces...and still, I have the feeling it leads me nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I complicate things and sometimes I am so aware of this that it hurts. I would make it simple, really...I would...but when I try to do this it seems that other people don't...all in search for that thing that we call happiness: either love, professional success, family, friends, the nature of our activities, art...it's in every single one of them, the sum of some of them, the combination of others...or just our mere perceptions, memory tricks and bad imagination...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Still...we are here...not able to connect to each other, building bridges and gaps to keep our "ego" to ourselves, constructing realities that we don't know if we want, hoping that it will get better, that we will grow up and resolve all our issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've decided to stop this some time ago; I don't have a plan, but I have my ways. It's about taking that responsibility towards myself and the "I" that I am or will be. Fear and uncertainty will still be there, no doubt about that...it's the way of facing them that will change, or at least improve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No statement, just some reflection...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No conclusion, just a thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No promise, just the living of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cuz I don't want to get tired, bitter or annoying and cuz I want to see Kitty again with that friendly face saying: "What's wrong with you, that you're so right?! So right the way you were?!"&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/2199084343585817238-1295882650854294783?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1295882650854294783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/stumbling-on-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1295882650854294783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1295882650854294783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/stumbling-on-happiness.html' title='Stumbling on happiness'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8509107166427393143</id><published>2010-02-26T18:50:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T03:25:18.685+02:00</updated><title type='text'>53. I won't be a passenger through your life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I must stop this...cuz it leads nowhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...not as the substitute person...not that, for nobody, not even if it's damn hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VAJ-WMwGsco&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VAJ-WMwGsco&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-8509107166427393143?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8509107166427393143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/53-i-wont-be-passenger-through-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8509107166427393143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8509107166427393143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/53-i-wont-be-passenger-through-your.html' title='53. I won&apos;t be a passenger through your life'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-264353293506167644</id><published>2010-02-25T10:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T10:02:49.526+02:00</updated><title type='text'>52. But I'm no wiser than the fool I was before</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ffJ8xcfqOX0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ffJ8xcfqOX0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-264353293506167644?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/264353293506167644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/52-but-im-no-wiser-than-fool-i-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/264353293506167644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/264353293506167644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/52-but-im-no-wiser-than-fool-i-was.html' title='52. But I&apos;m no wiser than the fool I was before'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8617809949303615466</id><published>2010-02-25T01:56:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T18:58:49.417+02:00</updated><title type='text'>51. Moment of lucidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I guess it hits you when you realize that you can't be enought for a person...that the very essence of you is not what another being needs: your company, your words, your ideas or the way you approach different situations are not what he/she needs in that moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There is no timing problem, no substitute reason...just two people not finding each other. The thing is that there is a great probability that they will never meet in the same point and at least one of them will most probably get hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There is no ideal situation, no dream to catch, no possible/future/virtual "solution"...because we only have our thoughts and guess what?!...they don't collide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And then you find yourself somewhere between the point of giving up and letting it go (because somehow you know it's the best possible way) with that sour taste and that bitter attitude thinking "you we're right...I do believe in that ideal situation...that's why I will never have it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/veP2PcvMWKQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/veP2PcvMWKQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-8617809949303615466?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8617809949303615466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/50-moment-of-lucidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8617809949303615466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8617809949303615466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/50-moment-of-lucidity.html' title='51. Moment of lucidity'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-5679638556611446074</id><published>2010-02-18T23:58:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T00:09:56.297+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Splendour in the grass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, geneva, lucida, 'lucida grande', arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:+1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What though the radiance&lt;br /&gt;which was once so bright&lt;br /&gt;Be now forever taken from my sight,&lt;br /&gt;Though nothing can bring back the hour&lt;br /&gt;Of splendour in the grass,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:+1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of glory in the flower;&lt;br /&gt;We will grieve not, rather find&lt;br /&gt;Strength in what remains behind;&lt;br /&gt;In the primal sympathy&lt;br /&gt;Which having been must ever be;&lt;br /&gt;In the soothing thoughts that spring&lt;br /&gt;Out of human suffering;&lt;br /&gt;In the faith that looks through death,&lt;br /&gt;In years that bring the philosophic mind.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/2199084343585817238-5679638556611446074?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5679638556611446074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/splendour-in-grass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/5679638556611446074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/5679638556611446074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/splendour-in-grass.html' title='Splendour in the grass'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1203937029870821998</id><published>2010-02-18T09:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T02:06:48.674+02:00</updated><title type='text'>50. Pictures of you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size:11px;"&gt;If only i had thought of the right words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size:11px;"&gt;I could have hold on to your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size:11px;"&gt;If only i'd thought of the right words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size:11px;"&gt;I wouldn't be breaking apart...all my pictures of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kcMEx4OHLOs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kcMEx4OHLOs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-1203937029870821998?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1203937029870821998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/49-pictures-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1203937029870821998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1203937029870821998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/49-pictures-of-you.html' title='50. Pictures of you...'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1695669683849899906</id><published>2010-02-17T15:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T15:48:32.909+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 18px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 18px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot!&lt;br /&gt;The world forgetting, by the world forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Each prayer accepted and each wish resigned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iXq01iFVND8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iXq01iFVND8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-1695669683849899906?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1695669683849899906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/eternal-sunshine-of-spotless-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1695669683849899906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1695669683849899906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/eternal-sunshine-of-spotless-mind.html' title='Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7532375509894249693</id><published>2010-02-17T01:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:37:28.818+02:00</updated><title type='text'>That point of no return</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's like she always knew what to say, but never found the right moment to say it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Could have, should have, would have"...she doesn't want to reach that point, but something is telling her that she will if she doesn't get over herself in due time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's about confidence she thinks...well, yes it is...and about assessing the risks. But how can you assess the risks of something that you don't know, at a point in time when you can only imagine it...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She knows she's being irational, but it's like she's so used to that and doesn't want to let it go. Eventually she will have to; when reality kicks in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She's thinking...a lot...most probably she will do what she has in mind right now...there will come that time when she can't wait or wonder anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Until then...she keeps on evaluating and building strength for what it is to come :)&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/2199084343585817238-7532375509894249693?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7111341786669065363</id><published>2010-02-16T17:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T02:06:36.985+02:00</updated><title type='text'>49.For what it's worth x 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;The four letter word is out of my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RBeCgtgr6Rs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RBeCgtgr6Rs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsYK2D3zKVs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsYK2D3zKVs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7111341786669065363?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7111341786669065363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/47for-what-its-worth-x-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7111341786669065363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7111341786669065363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/47for-what-its-worth-x-2.html' title='49.For what it&apos;s worth x 2'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6538503085406990647</id><published>2010-02-16T04:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T04:29:54.391+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooner or later you will need to face the music :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-6538503085406990647?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6538503085406990647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/sooner-or-later-you-will-need-to-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6538503085406990647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6538503085406990647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/sooner-or-later-you-will-need-to-face.html' title='Sooner or later you will need to face the music :)'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-606657403620972104</id><published>2010-02-16T03:53:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T03:54:31.876+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough...enough now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5m2T5yfgsZ0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5m2T5yfgsZ0&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is it (dot) (dot) (dot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-606657403620972104?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/606657403620972104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/enoughenough-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/606657403620972104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/606657403620972104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/enoughenough-now.html' title='Enough...enough now'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-4510947871251768051</id><published>2010-02-16T01:44:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:50:50.161+02:00</updated><title type='text'>48.Antoher version</title><content type='html'>Of one of the videos for one of my favorite songs...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;Tonight I lack the strength to even move,&lt;br /&gt;When you walked, now watch me die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know this is harder for you,&lt;br /&gt;For love has let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;The road ahead is lined with broken dreams,&lt;br /&gt;So walk, yeah walk on by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I failed to give you everything you need,&lt;br /&gt;For the fear's...behind your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;When I can’t feel you,&lt;br /&gt;I’m not alright, I’m not alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;'Cuz I believed in love and beauty’s wiles&lt;br /&gt;Where heaven shone from your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;I wanted you to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;...Actually, I wanted you to stay...but I guess you won't after all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;There's no persuasion that I'm into&lt;br /&gt;I've made some sense o f what we've been through&lt;br /&gt;We should form a new foundation&lt;br /&gt;If we could find the right location&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Is it prey&lt;br /&gt;On display ?!?&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling weak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AyKXaqc7Czo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AyKXaqc7Czo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-2249372841759223701?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2249372841759223701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/47there-are-words-for-people-like-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2249372841759223701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2249372841759223701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/47there-are-words-for-people-like-me.html' title='47.There are words for people like me'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1083708425423027224</id><published>2010-02-16T00:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:45:08.468+02:00</updated><title type='text'>46. Turn the page</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;But your thoughts will soon be wandering&lt;br /&gt;The way they always do&lt;br /&gt;When you're ridin' sixteen hours&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothin' much to do&lt;br /&gt;And you don't feel much like riding&lt;br /&gt;You just wish the trip was through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;Every ounce of energy, you try and give away&lt;br /&gt;As the sweat pours out your body, like the music that you play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Here I am, On the road again&lt;br /&gt;There I am, Up on the stage&lt;br /&gt;There I go, Playin' star again&lt;br /&gt;There I go, Turn the page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sMqNFAU0tOw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sMqNFAU0tOw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-1083708425423027224?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1083708425423027224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/46-turn-page.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1083708425423027224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1083708425423027224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/46-turn-page.html' title='46. Turn the page'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6075885275156280267</id><published>2010-02-16T00:39:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:41:40.729+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Who bist du?</title><content type='html'>The warm hands are so cold&lt;br /&gt;All clocks have stopped&lt;br /&gt;It's no longer healthy to laugh, and soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you said over and over again: people always leave, but when will they come back? Stronger? More confident? Changed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-6075885275156280267?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6075885275156280267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-bist-du.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6075885275156280267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6075885275156280267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-bist-du.html' title='Who bist du?'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6026884182712447927</id><published>2010-02-15T14:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T14:08:14.167+02:00</updated><title type='text'>45. How do you find out the truth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EcX4OtLWVs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EcX4OtLWVs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-6026884182712447927?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6026884182712447927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/45-how-do-you-find-out-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6026884182712447927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6026884182712447927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/45-how-do-you-find-out-truth.html' title='45. 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the experience itself is so enjoyable that people will do it even at great cost, for the sheer sake of doing it.” The most important common characteristic is the feeling of effortlessness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:HU;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background:lime;mso-highlight: lime"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Action-awareness merging&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; The person is immersed so much in the activity that his actions become spontaneous, almost automatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;    &lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background:lime;mso-highlight: lime"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A challenging activity that requires skill&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, a task we can manage to do with the maximal activation of our skill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background:lime;mso-highlight: lime"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clear goals&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;it is often difficult to determine the goal in advance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     &lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background:lime;mso-highlight: lime"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Immediate and direct feedback about the result&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background:lime;mso-highlight: lime"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Full concentration on the task at hand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. One of the most often cited characteristic of the flow experience is that one forgets all other aspects of life. All troubles in life stop existing, all information unrelated to the task at hand is pushed out of awareness temporarily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background:lime;mso-highlight: lime"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A sense of control&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. In the state of flow one does not worry about controlling the situation or activity. He concentrates only on the present, on the flawlessness of the given moment. Many signs indicate that in order to achieve flow, one has to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;give up wanting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; to be in control. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Had you not wanted her, you would have gotten her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background:lime;mso-highlight:lime"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;loss of the feeling of self-consciousnes&lt;/b&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; "Somehow the right thing is done without you ever thinking about it or doing anything at all. …It just happens. And yet, you are more concentrated.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background:lime;mso-highlight: lime"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Temporarily distorted time sense&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: It is easily conceivable that escaping the bondage of time in itself increases, or even produces the enjoyment of full involvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/2199084343585817238-8263687636859246955?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8263687636859246955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/flow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8263687636859246955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8263687636859246955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/flow.html' title='FLOW'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1684146016033991976</id><published>2010-02-05T13:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T13:08:19.175+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Distancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Distancing &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; another defense mechanism. In this case, we do not project the material to be repressed onto others, but insert another object between ourselves and the object of our desire, or compartmentalize our feelings and cognitions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This way, we &lt;b&gt;escape the pain of the unbearable closeness&lt;/b&gt; of the object of our own desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Although the insertion itself can be conscious, it remains hidden from ourselves why we do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well...mine is totally conscious, but still used as a preservation method. Why act when I can stay in my comfort zone and contemplate what could have been?&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/2199084343585817238-1684146016033991976?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1684146016033991976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/distancing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1684146016033991976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1684146016033991976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/distancing.html' title='Distancing'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-584941443325763885</id><published>2010-02-04T23:39:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:45:44.643+02:00</updated><title type='text'>44. Your mind tricked you to feel the pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 17px; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hush now, don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Wipe away the teardrop from your eye&lt;br /&gt;You're lying safe in bed&lt;br /&gt;It was all a bad dream&lt;br /&gt;Spinning in your head&lt;br /&gt;Your mind tricked you to feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Of someone close to you leaving the game of life&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, another chance&lt;br /&gt;Wide awake you face the day&lt;br /&gt;Your dream is over... or has it just begun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place I like to hide&lt;br /&gt;A doorway that I run through in the night&lt;br /&gt;Relax child, you were there&lt;br /&gt;But only didn't realize and you were scared&lt;br /&gt;It's a place where you will learn&lt;br /&gt;To face your fears, retrace the years&lt;br /&gt;And ride the whims of your mind&lt;br /&gt;Commanding in another world&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you hear and see&lt;br /&gt;This magic new dimension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I- will be watching over you&lt;br /&gt;I- am gonna help you see it through&lt;br /&gt;I- will protect you in the night&lt;br /&gt;I- am smiling next to you, in silent lucidity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Visualize your dream]&lt;br /&gt;[Record it in the present tense]&lt;br /&gt;[Put it into a permanent form]&lt;br /&gt;[If you persist in your efforts]&lt;br /&gt;[You can achieve dream control]&lt;br /&gt;[Dream control]&lt;br /&gt;[How's that then, better?]&lt;br /&gt;[Hug me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you open your mind for me&lt;br /&gt;You won't rely on open eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;The walls you built within&lt;br /&gt;Come tumbling down, and a new world will begin&lt;br /&gt;Living twice at once you learn&lt;br /&gt;You're safe from pain in the dream domain&lt;br /&gt;A soul set free to fly&lt;br /&gt;A round trip journey in your head&lt;br /&gt;Master of illusion, can you realize&lt;br /&gt;Your dream's alive, you can be the guide but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I- will be watching over you&lt;br /&gt;I- am gonna help to see it through&lt;br /&gt;I- will protect you in the night&lt;br /&gt;I- am smiling next to you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vXrTykyHMtc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vXrTykyHMtc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-584941443325763885?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/584941443325763885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/44-your-mind-tricked-you-to-feel-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/584941443325763885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/584941443325763885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/44-your-mind-tricked-you-to-feel-pain.html' title='44. Your mind tricked you to feel the pain'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-9121035606269104575</id><published>2010-02-04T23:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:12:31.606+02:00</updated><title type='text'>43. I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes! Affirmation :) Loud and clear! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJeob9BgnI4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJeob9BgnI4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-9121035606269104575?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/9121035606269104575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/43-i-believe-that-beauty-magazines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/9121035606269104575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/9121035606269104575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/43-i-believe-that-beauty-magazines.html' title='43. I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-2618582738833195421</id><published>2010-02-04T22:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:47:12.783+02:00</updated><title type='text'>42. Poate sunt doar eu sau poate si tu esti la fel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hiRBNYoXZwQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hiRBNYoXZwQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-2618582738833195421?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2618582738833195421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/42-poate-sunt-doar-eu-sau-poate-si-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2618582738833195421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2618582738833195421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/42-poate-sunt-doar-eu-sau-poate-si-tu.html' title='42. Poate sunt doar eu sau poate si tu esti la fel'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1319157194343771300</id><published>2010-02-03T22:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:12:22.502+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe then I would say it :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If for a moment God would forget that I am a rag doll and give me a scrap of life, possibly I would not say everything that I think, but&lt;b&gt; I would definitely think everything that I say&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I would value things not for how much they are worth but rather for what they mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I would sleep little, dream more&lt;/b&gt;. I know that for each minute that we close our eyes we lose sixty seconds of light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I would walk when the others loiter; I would awaken when the others sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I would listen when the others speak, and how I would enjoy a good chocolate ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If God would bestow on me a scrap of life, I would dress simply,&lt;b&gt; I would throw myself flat under the sun&lt;/b&gt;, exposing not only my body but also my &lt;b&gt;soul&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My God, if I had a heart, &lt;b&gt;I would write my hatred on ice and wait for the sun to come out&lt;/b&gt;. With a dream of Van Gogh I would paint on the stars a poem by Benedetti, and a song by Serrat would be my serenade to the moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;With my tears I would water the roses, to feel the pain of their thorns and the incarnated kiss of their petals...My God, if I only had a scrap of life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I wouldn't let a single day go by without saying to people I love, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;that I love them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I would convince each woman or man that they are my favourites and I would live in love with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I would prove to the men how mistaken they are in thinking that they no longer fall in love when they grow old--&lt;b&gt;not knowing that they grow old when they stop falling in love&lt;/b&gt;. To a child I would give wings, but I would let him learn how to fly by himself. To the old I would teach that death comes not with old age but with forgetting. I have learned so much from you men....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have learned that everybody wants to live at the top of the mountain without realizing that &lt;b&gt;true happiness&lt;/b&gt; lies in the way we climb the slope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have learned that when a newborn first squeezes his father's finger in his tiny fist, he has caught him forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have learned that a man only has the right to look down on another man when it is to help him to stand up. I have learned so many things from you, but in the end most of it will be no use because when they put me inside that suitcase, unfortunately I will be dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-1319157194343771300?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1319157194343771300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/maybe-then-i-would-say-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1319157194343771300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1319157194343771300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/maybe-then-i-would-say-it.html' title='Maybe then I would say it :)'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7001127881482903011</id><published>2010-02-02T23:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:20:32.596+02:00</updated><title type='text'>41. Your soul will be OK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you’ve had enough searching for love&lt;br /&gt;And you miss the touch&lt;br /&gt;Of someone new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burned by your dreams&lt;br /&gt;It's never how it seems&lt;br /&gt;Cold crushed esteem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take shelter and hide forever&lt;br /&gt;Your soul will be OK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vknKjvcwfSg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vknKjvcwfSg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7001127881482903011?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7001127881482903011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/41-your-soul-will-be-ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7001127881482903011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7001127881482903011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/41-your-soul-will-be-ok.html' title='41. Your soul will be OK'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1021894749911935280</id><published>2010-02-02T02:19:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T02:31:19.277+02:00</updated><title type='text'>When you try your best, but you don't succeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;I don't doubt it that people truly find things that make them happy...for a while. But still...some seem to run from their past and look towards a brighter future just because they did't get what they wanted at one point. Or is it just me? My impression of how things are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't help but think that I did that some time ago: I just left. No second thoughts, no remorse, no regrets...just that clear moment when you think: "This is exciting. This is new. I will try it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It never came through my mind..."What if?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What if someone was waiting for me at home...and still is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What if I left things unfinished and ran away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What if I could have done better somewhere else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What if this turningpoint was about to change the way I live in such a way that I will look back after some years and not remember who I was before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I dislike uncertainty and I hate avoindance...yet I practice them all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I like you if you're certain of what you want to do, who you are or what the world means to you, but I can't help and wonder: "Have you thought about this? Have you considered every possibility? Do you know why you're doing this? Are you counscious of the function of the behavior you're engaging in right now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well...if you have the answers to these quetions I guess I truly admire you. If you think you have them, maybe you should think again...just to indulge the person you're going to be some years from now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-1021894749911935280?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1021894749911935280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-you-try-your-best-but-you-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1021894749911935280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1021894749911935280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-you-try-your-best-but-you-dont.html' title='When you try your best, but you don&apos;t succeed'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7388468215465267761</id><published>2010-01-31T01:23:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T01:47:48.050+02:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a month, I would be... April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a day of the week, I would be... Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a par of the day, I would be... the evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a sea animal, I would be... dolphin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a direction, I would be... sideways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a virtue, I would be... loyalty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a history personality, I would be... Alexander the Great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a planet, I would be... Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a liquid, I would be...orange juice :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a bird, I would be... a green bird ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a plant, I would be... a tulip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a stone, I would be..."jade" or "amber"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a type of weather, I would be...post "summer rain" thingie :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a musical instrument, I would be...a guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were an emotion, I would be...affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a sound, I would be...some particular form of guitar accords &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were an element, I would be...kripton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a song, I would be...sooo many :P...Unforgiven II, Metallica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a movie, I would be...A beautiful mind...or Crash :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a book, I would be...Flowers for Algernon...or Tha Catcher in the Rye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a type of food, I would be...lemon ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a city, I would be...Sibiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a taste, I would be...bitter-sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were an aroma, I would be...coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a color, I would be...greeeennnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a fabric, I would be...cashmere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a word, I would be...science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a body part, I would be...an eye (green one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a face expression, I would be...too complicated to pronounce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a cartoon character, I would be...Dory (from Finding Nemo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a shape, I would be...a star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a number, I would be...4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a mean of transportation, I would be...a train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were a piece of cloth, I would be...a T-shirt (cosy but important)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7388468215465267761?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7388468215465267761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-i-were.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7388468215465267761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7388468215465267761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-i-were.html' title='If I were...'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8664685299943741558</id><published>2010-01-27T23:50:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:02:26.264+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Memento</title><content type='html'>I have to believe in a world outside my own mind&lt;div&gt;I have to believe that my actions still have meaning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if I can't remeber them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to believe that when my eyes are closed, the world's still there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I believe the world's still there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it still out there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all need memories to remind ourselves who we are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm no different!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-8664685299943741558?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8664685299943741558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/memento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8664685299943741558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8664685299943741558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/memento.html' title='Memento'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-5811686325366671302</id><published>2010-01-21T02:30:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T02:33:36.204+02:00</updated><title type='text'>40. Nimic din mine-n lumea ta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cand tot ce-auzi e tot ce crezi, ramane doar sa mai si vezi...cand tac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gaseste-mi loc sa nu ma pierzi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1yF42XuzZo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1yF42XuzZo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-5811686325366671302?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5811686325366671302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/40-nimic-din-mine-n-lumea-ta_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/5811686325366671302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/5811686325366671302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/40-nimic-din-mine-n-lumea-ta_21.html' title='40. Nimic din mine-n lumea ta'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6717609132274237750</id><published>2010-01-12T01:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T01:06:09.826+02:00</updated><title type='text'>39. You don't have a clue</title><content type='html'>As usual...what can I say?&lt;div&gt;Problema e ca s-ar putea ca eu sa n-am habar de toata situatia asta...si uite-asa disonanta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TcoKxYv8NCQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TcoKxYv8NCQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-6717609132274237750?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6717609132274237750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/39-you-dont-have-clue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6717609132274237750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6717609132274237750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/39-you-dont-have-clue.html' title='39. You don&apos;t have a clue'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-2631331320921028997</id><published>2009-12-22T18:43:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T01:07:27.066+02:00</updated><title type='text'>38. Just say YES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101);   line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just say there's nothing holding you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's not a test, nor a trick of the mind...only love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vW1hv37imjw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vW1hv37imjw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-2631331320921028997?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2631331320921028997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-say-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2631331320921028997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2631331320921028997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-say-yes.html' title='38. Just say YES...'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-5792780808718186513</id><published>2009-11-15T05:37:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T05:39:25.380+02:00</updated><title type='text'>37. And though I know who I'm not I still don't know who I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px; "&gt;you'll rescue me right? in the exact same way they never did..&lt;br /&gt;I'll be happy right? when your healing powers kick in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll complete me right? then my life can finally begin&lt;br /&gt;I'll be worthy right? only when you realize the gem I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;these precious illusions in my head did not let me down when I was a kid&lt;br /&gt;and parting with them is like parting with a childhood best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent so long firmly looking outside me&lt;br /&gt;I've spent so much time living in survival mode &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Re7Hs_5ncGk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Re7Hs_5ncGk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-5792780808718186513?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5792780808718186513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/11/37-and-though-i-know-who-im-not-i-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/5792780808718186513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/5792780808718186513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/11/37-and-though-i-know-who-im-not-i-still.html' title='37. And though I know who I&apos;m not I still don&apos;t know who I am'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8874229117759039678</id><published>2009-11-11T02:48:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T02:51:01.729+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Something that I have discovered</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am at my best when I don't feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to prevent times when things don't come out right.&lt;br /&gt;I will enjoy my work by finding employment where I can do strategic plans.&lt;br /&gt;I will find enjoyment in my personal life through being with the person I love.&lt;br /&gt;I will find opportunities to use my natural talents and gifts such as singing, resilience, being close to people.&lt;br /&gt;I can do anything I set my mind to. I will go backpacking through Europe.&lt;br /&gt;My life's journey is something important and lifechanging, touching for the people I meet. I will leave a trail and knowledge for those who come after me.&lt;br /&gt;My family and friends, my lifetime colleagues, my person...will say I have inspired them to do something great and overachieve themselves.&lt;br /&gt;My most important future contribution to others will be the fact that I listen without judging and that I don't give answers, but ask the right questions....&lt;br /&gt;I will stop procrastinating and start working on:&lt;br /&gt;my tendency to see the negative things at first:&lt;br /&gt;my lack of punctuality&lt;br /&gt;the fact that sometimes I neglect my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will strive to incorporate the following attributes into my life:&lt;br /&gt;strength to go on&lt;br /&gt;ability to tell you the things that you should change&lt;br /&gt;rationality and structured way of supporting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will constantly renew myself by focusing on the four dimensions of my life:&lt;br /&gt;taking care of my health&lt;br /&gt;trust in a bigger force&lt;br /&gt;knowledge...a lot of knowledge&lt;br /&gt;my person...always there for me and my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-8874229117759039678?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8874229117759039678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-that-i-have-discovered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8874229117759039678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/8874229117759039678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-that-i-have-discovered.html' title='Something that I have discovered'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-846515910115035314</id><published>2009-11-11T02:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T02:31:01.415+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru ca nu vreau sa devin sclavul lucrurilor urgente</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/63PO-OFDYvw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/63PO-OFDYvw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-846515910115035314?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/846515910115035314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/11/pentru-ca-nu-vreau-sa-devin-sclavul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/846515910115035314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/846515910115035314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/11/pentru-ca-nu-vreau-sa-devin-sclavul.html' title='Pentru ca nu vreau sa devin sclavul lucrurilor urgente'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-2836698295643001436</id><published>2009-11-11T02:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T02:19:26.442+02:00</updated><title type='text'>36.For some day I will be that better person</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;pre class="pre_versuri" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-line; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well what scares me the most is to lose all that hurts&lt;br /&gt;And what drives me insane is the waste of your games&lt;br /&gt;You've got to let it go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lO0ekvmjlXI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lO0ekvmjlXI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-2836698295643001436?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2836698295643001436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/11/36for-some-day-i-will-be-that-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2836698295643001436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2836698295643001436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/11/36for-some-day-i-will-be-that-better.html' title='36.For some day I will be that better person'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1827659798053662716</id><published>2009-11-11T02:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T02:10:27.068+02:00</updated><title type='text'>35.For all the people that made me...ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1827659798053662716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1827659798053662716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-all-people-that-made-meme.html' title='35.For all the people that made me...ME'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-8818371049681209823</id><published>2009-10-24T18:22:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T18:24:24.804+03:00</updated><title type='text'>34.So I speak to you in riddles, cuz my words get in my way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yup...mereu a fost asa...si nu generalizez (de data asta)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwMCVa0t2wo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwMCVa0t2wo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-8818371049681209823?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-4756273106602399248</id><published>2009-10-23T01:58:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T02:01:01.006+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gadgets, gizmos and guinea pigs :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;G-Force...Yes! Yes! Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_AXOky4xNZw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_AXOky4xNZw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-4756273106602399248?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4756273106602399248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/10/gadgets-gizmos-and-guinea-pigs-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4756273106602399248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4756273106602399248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/10/gadgets-gizmos-and-guinea-pigs-d.html' title='Gadgets, gizmos and guinea pigs :D'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6844965517928735614</id><published>2009-10-23T01:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:53:12.721+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Come here squishy...he he heh ;))</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aKG5Km-XT_I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aKG5Km-XT_I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-6844965517928735614?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6844965517928735614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/10/come-here-squishyhe-he-heh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6844965517928735614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6844965517928735614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/10/come-here-squishyhe-he-heh.html' title='Come here squishy...he he heh ;))'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7585980138949279834</id><published>2009-10-23T01:48:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:50:47.878+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What do we do? We SWIM SWIM SWIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Guess I'm not that tired anymore :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmyUkm2qlhA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmyUkm2qlhA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7585980138949279834?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7585980138949279834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-do-we-do-we-swim-swim-swim_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7585980138949279834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7585980138949279834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-do-we-do-we-swim-swim-swim_23.html' title='What do we do? We SWIM SWIM SWIM'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7382317796935094103</id><published>2009-10-22T17:13:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T17:28:23.010+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Din seria...am devenit o colectie de deadline-uri</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G1f2M5G9KG8&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's only when I listen to music...that's when I realise it, or bring it to my consciousness...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am avut parte de un discurs tare interesant saptamana trecuta care m-a lovit asa, direct. Couldn't help but think about it...si se pare ca inca ma mai gandesc la asta: "am devenit o colectie de deadline-uri" sau "m-am alienat in ele", ceea ce e oarecum adevarat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am stat sa ma intreb daca am ajuns in acel punct in care am reusit sa ratez lucruri importante pentru lucruri urgente; mi-am dat seama ca e asa e...propriul meu scenariu e cam lipsa in momentul de fata tocmai din aceste motive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The fact is I don't have time to think lately...and it hurts...it seems like it's not me. It used to be different...I was not this superficial and it's now that I realise how much I miss those talks...obisnuiau sa ma ajute in procesul de restructurare cognitiva; dar se pare ca nu stiu cum sa fac sa le aduc inapoi "in my small, insignificant life"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tot din seria "ganduri disparate, lansate pe o pista fara sens" au mai fost niste oameni destepti care au avut ceva revelatie la un moment dat: "NU putem modifica procesul obiectiv, putem modifica doar felul in care interactionam cu el"...it's so true and I so hate it :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si da...poate o sa invat si eu ca "NU conteaza ce-a facut viata din noi, conteaza ceea ce facem cu ce-a facut viata din noi."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Probabil ca nu o sa ma apuc de scris cantece rationale, dar la fel de bine pot sa ma apuc sa scriu blog-uri in care sa inserez astfel de mesaje...hoping they will reach at least me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just to end it in my own particular way: "Sometimes effort cand seem enough in itself. Just trying hard can be satisfying. But DON'T get so caught up in pushing that you fail to see where you are going." So true, so true...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7382317796935094103?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7382317796935094103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/10/din-seriaam-devenit-o-colectie-de.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7382317796935094103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7382317796935094103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/10/din-seriaam-devenit-o-colectie-de.html' title='Din seria...am devenit o colectie de deadline-uri'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-4653564887387433189</id><published>2009-10-15T03:00:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T03:01:07.669+03:00</updated><title type='text'>33.Simply without words</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hds3jvjZY-Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hds3jvjZY-Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-4653564887387433189?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4653564887387433189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/10/simply-without-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4653564887387433189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4653564887387433189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/10/simply-without-words.html' title='33.Simply without words'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7344442642038555809</id><published>2009-09-27T22:13:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T03:01:15.771+03:00</updated><title type='text'>32.Latest emotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;No video...just words that express what I've been feeling for some time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know what I have to do...ENOUGH NOW! Things can and will be better than this...in time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm careful not to fall&lt;br /&gt;I have to climb your wall&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're the  one&lt;br /&gt;Who makes me feel much taller than you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a peeping  tom&lt;br /&gt;On my own for far too long&lt;br /&gt;Problems with the booze&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left to  lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weightless... I'm bare&lt;br /&gt;I'm faithless... I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The face that fills the hole&lt;br /&gt;That stole my broken soul&lt;br /&gt;The one  that makes me seem to feel much taller than you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a peeping  tom&lt;br /&gt;On my own for far too long&lt;br /&gt;Troubles with the gear&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left to  fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weightless... I'm bare&lt;br /&gt;I'm faithless... I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;I'm  weightless... I'm bare&lt;br /&gt;I'm faithless... I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every bet I  lost&lt;br /&gt;And every trick I tossed&lt;br /&gt;You're still the one who makes me feel much  taller than you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a peeping tom&lt;br /&gt;On my own for far too  long&lt;br /&gt;Problems with the booze&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weightless...  I'm bare&lt;br /&gt;I'm faithless... I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;I'm weightless... I'm bare&lt;br /&gt;I'm  faithless... I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;I'm weightless... I'm bare&lt;br /&gt;I'm faithless... I'm  scared&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7344442642038555809?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7344442642038555809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/32-latest-emotion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7344442642038555809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7344442642038555809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/32-latest-emotion.html' title='32.Latest emotion'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1836211271150145034</id><published>2009-09-26T00:41:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:43:02.967+03:00</updated><title type='text'>31.Alright (Or at least I should be)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The road ahead is lined with broken dreams,&lt;br /&gt;So walk, yeah walk on by...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...at least I'm trying to do that...it's my only way rigth now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWqajaj0nwg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWqajaj0nwg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-1836211271150145034?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1836211271150145034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/31alright-or-at-least-i-should-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1836211271150145034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1836211271150145034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/31alright-or-at-least-i-should-be.html' title='31.Alright (Or at least I should be)'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1455399538284554785</id><published>2009-09-26T00:32:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:38:43.449+03:00</updated><title type='text'>30.Lately it feels like I might need some time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Daca n-ar fi aceasta propensiune catre melodiile triste...ce bine ar mai fi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar tot regasesc in ele o parte din mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W5yUoVXuLjU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W5yUoVXuLjU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A1aT8fNBts8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A1aT8fNBts8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(84, 85, 89); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Many miles from where I’m sleeping&lt;br /&gt;You share laughter in the evening&lt;br /&gt;As do I, in the great divine&lt;br /&gt;Yours is mine&lt;br /&gt;We’ll find love&lt;br /&gt;The kind we’re dreaming of&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/2199084343585817238-1455399538284554785?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1455399538284554785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/30lately-it-feels-like-i-might-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1455399538284554785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1455399538284554785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/30lately-it-feels-like-i-might-need.html' title='30.Lately it feels like I might need some time'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7132415696002213744</id><published>2009-09-26T00:20:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:28:30.441+03:00</updated><title type='text'>28&amp;29.It comes and goes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yup...e din nou acel sentiment. A fost ok o perioada, cel putin era sub control. Acum ceva a declansat vesnica-mi stare de reverie; macar daca nu m-as pierde in platitudini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cred ca mi-e dor de vechea atmosfera, de discutiile lungi cu Rodi si cu Alex, de principiile puse acolo la bataie si de felul in care le intorceam pe toate partile, de sentimentul ala ca am realizat ceva numai gandindu-ma la o problema. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E un fel de amalgam de multe "chestii"...ca nu le pot defini altfel...si ce ma enerveaza cel mai tare e ca am mare nevoie de ele. Will I ever get them back? Numai asta imi rasuna in minte acum. E ca atunci cand ma trezesc gandindu-ma la ce-mi doresc si ce am realizat pana acum. Si stiu ca trece...mereu e asa; dar cat timp dureaza sunt complet dis/nefunctionala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gsb-CE3bgbs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gsb-CE3bgbs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LM1zXMZpmFg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LM1zXMZpmFg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7132415696002213744?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7132415696002213744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/28-comes-and-goes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7132415696002213744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1779640088611484214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1779640088611484214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/27on-small-street-in-bucharest.html' title='27.On a small street in Bucharest'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6207032993491656115</id><published>2009-09-23T22:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:42:13.892+03:00</updated><title type='text'>26.It was a long time ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...but the feeling remains the same...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-CRONA_XUI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-CRONA_XUI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-6207032993491656115?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1087135150002300865</id><published>2009-09-23T22:37:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:38:05.862+03:00</updated><title type='text'>25.This is what I live for...:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IyCRJmerW1Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IyCRJmerW1Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-1087135150002300865?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1087135150002300865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/25this-is-what-i-live-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1087135150002300865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1087135150002300865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/25this-is-what-i-live-for.html' title='25.This is what I live for...:)'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-890289783228201143</id><published>2009-09-23T22:26:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:33:01.636+03:00</updated><title type='text'>24.Any other name...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once and it’s too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My heart feels like it’s a balloon...it’s about to burst...and then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I remember to relax and stop trying to hold down to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And then it flows through me like rain...and I can’t feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;anything but gratitude for every single momen of my little life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure, but don’t worry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;you will...soon enough :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KTT3aamYovs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KTT3aamYovs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-890289783228201143?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/890289783228201143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/24any-other-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/890289783228201143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/890289783228201143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/24any-other-name.html' title='24.Any other name...'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1052359579460074440</id><published>2009-09-23T22:18:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:22:53.349+03:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the speeches that still impresses me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've always believed in numbers and the equations and logics that lead to reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But after a lifetime of such pursuits, I ask,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"What truly is logic?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Who decides reason?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My quest has taken me through the physical, the metaphysical, the delusional -- and back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I have made the most important discovery of my career, the most important discovery of my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are all my reasons...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-1052359579460074440?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1052359579460074440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-of-speeches-that-still-impresses-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1052359579460074440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1052359579460074440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-of-speeches-that-still-impresses-me.html' title='One of the speeches that still impresses me'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1759609629084659340</id><published>2009-09-23T22:12:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:19:04.782+03:00</updated><title type='text'>23.My life is driven by music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;You've come such a long way...with no one to comfort you or to tell you you're needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I come from the same place, but if I were to call for you...What's there left to believe in? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:12px;"&gt;No way, you're looking down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:12px;"&gt;Took my heart and ripped my crown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:12px;"&gt;And i'm fallin' for ya, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:12px;"&gt;And i'm fallin' for ya, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:12px;"&gt;And i'm falling for you, ah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:12px;"&gt;That's enough to believe in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:12px;"&gt;(yup...they do express what I feel right now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/24rEZS4pD3s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1759609629084659340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/23-my-life-is-driven-by-music.html' title='23.My life is driven by music'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-1052701743276255189</id><published>2009-09-23T22:00:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:51:45.324+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Unele lucruri se repeta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 mai 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT" style="mso-ansi-language: IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT" style="mso-ansi-language: IT"&gt;They don&lt;/span&gt;’t love you like I love you….nu e tocmai adevarat…dar asa mai spun din cand in cand nenii astia de la Yeah Yeah Yeahs si inca o mai spun si intr-un mod foarte artistic: cu un sunet de instrument care se aude pe fundal repetitiv pana in adancurile tesutului meu auditiv (chiar dak nu ii spune asa in termeni stiintifici) si cu o voce usor guturala (guturala sa fie?) a unei doamne sau domnisoare care mie imi place foarte tare. Pacat ca melodia imi induce o stare de spirit de nu as mai face nimic toata ziua, nici toata sapataman de acum incolo. As sta si as visa la cum numai eu as putea sa-i ofer unei persoane ceea ce cauta in fiecare zi….Bull***…ma rog…parca nu-mi vine sa cred ca asa ceva este posibil; cel putin eu nu am trait asta pana acum. Si, mergand pe un rationament pur inductiv, pueril si lipsit de seriozitate: daca eu nu am trait asta inseamna ca nu exista sau nu merita mentionat. Mda….frumos spus, dragut conturat, cu acorduri subtile si cu o incarcatura emotionala demna de invidiat….si totusi nu reuseste sa ajunga acolo unde ajunge Alanis cu a ei Utopia. O daaa, alta melodie care te face sa te intrebi unde sunt toate lucrurile de care vorbeste (sau canta) femeia asta cu toata forta glasului ei. Desi, privind mai atent intentiile ironicei interprete, mi-ar placea sa traiesc in lumea ei utopica decat in No bravery-ul lui James Blunt…come on man, get a life! No really? Adica nu s-a saturat inca de acelasi stil care in momentele de melancolie ma trimite la o tristete profunda…rupta de realitate. Si dintr-o data intreg universul mi-e negru, nimic nu-mi mai iese bine, ma innec intr-o perspectiva lipsita de speranta si astept…si-atat…nu mai fac nimic, nu mai conteaza nimic, oamenii nu mai exista, totul se opreste – subit si neasteptat as putea spune. Dar ma intorc la Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs, evit cu orice pret Radiohead si Damien Rice si-atunci apare cineva care are chef de o discutie despre lucruri reale…si inchid winamp-ul sau dau un binemeritat “b” sau….cel mai des…pun o melodie la cerere – total diferita de ce-mi place mie. Ei…gata cu experienta muzicala…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Ce as vrea…sau ce as fi vrut…hm…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Some real friends, sau sa pot fi eu cu adevarat deschisa fata de cei care ar putea sa-mi fie real friends…dar nu-mi prea iese nush din ce motiv&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa nu mai fiu asa aiurita si sa nu mai ratez ocazii importante din cauza asta…ca ceva cu CV-ul de la picoil si cu workshop-ul de la DeKlausen…man, I am an idiot sometimes…pardon, cateodata am un comportament necorespunzator atingerii obiectivelor mele, comportament pe care trebuie sa-l modific printr-o metoda sau alta&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;O facultate care sa nu fie plina de fete cu care nici nu am interactionat asa de mult pana acum si cu care nu voi mai interactiona pentru ca oricum e prea tarziu&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Mai multa seriozitate si angajamente respectate&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Mai putin timp pierdut…pardon…Sa pierd mai putin timp&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa nu mai stau aiurea noapte ca huhurezul&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa ma pot trezi dimineata&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa pot manca inghetata fara sa ma ingras&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa nu-mi mai placa ciocolata…oribila senzatie&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa nu devin alcoolica&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa nu fac prea multe lucruri pe care sa le regret in time&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa nu mai ruminez atat&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa nu ma mai duc degeaba dupa colet la posta aia enervanta cu tot cu functonarii ei sictiriti &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa nu mai fac atatea gafe fata de oamenii la care chiar tin&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa invat sa-mi controlez pornirile exagerate&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa ma inteleg cu Dan&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa ma simt bine cu mine, fara ca asta sa depinda de o alta persoana&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa fac lucruri care sa conteze cu adevarat: nush ce…ceva care sa lase o amprenta&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa ma hotarasc unde voi ramane&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa pot fi mai aproape de ai mei&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa-mi gasesc rostul si locul&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa zbor cu avionul ala ieftin pana la Bucuresti&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa invat odata la personalului &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa...sa…sa stiu eu ce…dar nu vreau sa mai scriu depsre asta…din superstitie probabil :p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sa nu mai fiu atat de patetica atunci cand scriu…sa am o scriitura frumoasa &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;That’s it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Back to work!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;21 mai 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Cică să-mi planific viitorul….şi eu abia trăiesc de pe azi pe mâine. Poate ar fi bine să-mi stabilesc nişte obiective şi să mi le etalez prin cameră – să le vadă toată lumea, sau să fac o promisiune publică, de faţă cu toţi cei dragi mie sau să-mi tai din recompense până nu mă pun odata pe treabă. Întrebarea majoră e “Cum?” Cum să mă apuc de ceva şi să continui acel ceva dacă mie îmi zboară gândul în şapte mii de locuri: de fiecare dată când ascult o melodie, de fiecare dată când deschid messenger-ul, de fiecare dată când merg pe stradă, de fiecare dată…şi acum iar încerc să epatez prin repetiţii. &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Aaa….”cul”; azi am spus în loc de soluţie volatilă soluţie volubilă…şi nu mi-am dat seama decât după vreo 10 minute de la comiterea miraculoasei “fapte”; cred că mă ramolesc încet şi sigur…ca să nu cumva să mai pot reveni la starea iniţială, să nu cumva să mă “fac bine”; asta dacă aş mai şti de unde am plecat, pornit sau mă rog.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Şi încă îmi doresc să nu mai scriu aberaţii şi tâmpenii, lucruri comune pe care un copil talentat de clasa a 7-a le scria de pe la 8 ani. &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mda…ce să mai spun? “Unde-s speranţele? N-a mai rămas niciuna….” “Daţi-mi viaţa înapoi…ce-am risipit pentru voi…”, “Dintr-o mie, câţi au mai rămas?”…dap….bine zic ăştia de la phoenix…un pic către limita iraţionalului şi cu tente ruminative, dar nicio problemă: probabil că dacă ar citi cineva ceea ce scriu mi-ar pune vreo 10 diagnostice uşor diferite (pe puţin).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Şi totuşi mă roade, mă doare, mă sufocă…şi nu mă pot abţine…nu pot să nu fac “click”, nu mă pot opri din frenezia scrisului, aşteptând măcar o frază în loc de răspuns…după care, evident nu mă mulţumesc cu atât…aştept mai mult şi mai mult. “Ai închis marea în ochii tăi”..da…asta ai făcut…“E furtună, ce ploaie nebună şi vine chiar din ochii tăi”, “M-ai învăţat s-aştept un semn din partea ta” – câteodată unele versuri îmi “pică” bine şi exprimă în 3 cuvinte simple fraze la care mă chinuiesc de zile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;N-o să fiu o mare artistă, nu o să fac arhitectură sau design de interioare, poli e deja un mit, clasele mixte sunt ceva outrated…tot ce ştiu acum să fac e să scriu “chestii”, gânduri disparate, random…în speranţa că o să pun la un moment dat ordine în ele…O să pot şterge atunci regiştrii şi o să pot da un reinstall acestui mic progrămel numit creier…sau nu….analogia nu e bună…pentru că în situaţia asta ar trebui să dau un format…dap…asta ar fi analogia potrivită. Şi cum nu pot să-mi achiziţionez un nou creier, aşa cum schimb HDD-ul atunci când se “buşeşte” sau RAM-ii, când am nevoie de mai multă “memorie” rămân la banalul trecut pe hârtie, făcut excel sau lipit post-its…nu de alta, dar ca să-mi amintească ;). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;22 mai 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Cred c&lt;span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language:RO"&gt;ă se întâmplă în fiecare dimineaţă pe la ora 3.00, când încep să ascult muzică în scop terapeutic. Probabil că nu mă orientez eu către cele mai potrivite melodii care să deservească scopul „vindecării”, dar mai durează până o să pun la punct această tehnică. „Do I assume I could fly”...hmm...do I?, yeah, yeah, „I will drown my soul in sensory pleasure” once I finish this....”like time is a virus and it has found us at last”...iubesc versul ăsta...poate pentru că descrie starea mea de câteva zile încoace: melancolică, aburită de somn şi de dorinţă de getting out of it, ciudată, obsesivă, nesănătoasă.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO"&gt;Uneori aştept să treacă timpul, pur şi simplu să treacă pe lângă mine; mă uit la el cum trece, mi-l imaginez, îl personific şi îl las să treacă numai ca să-i fac în ciudă. Şi asta pentru că nu-mi plac ordinile, constrângerile, presiunea....deşi se pare că lucrez cel mai bine sub presiune.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO"&gt;Hmm....să vorbesc despre ceea ce se întâmplă în jurul meu şi mai puţin despre mine. Oare cum aş putea să fac asta când cea mai apropiată experienţă pe care o am e propria mea trăire. „I&lt;/span&gt;’&lt;span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO"&gt;m drowning in colours, drowning in black and white” – propriile mele culori, uneori şterse, alteorii vii şi de cele mai multe ori substituite...pentru ca ceilalţi să nu ştie, să nu afle. Cum să afle? De ce să afle? Oricum nu ar înţelege, nu şi-ar dori asta. „I’m just a little scared of being lonely” şi totuşi tot ceea ce fac e să mă ascund; măcar mă simt mai protejată aşa, măcar aşa nu sunt nevoită să gust insuccesul şi ruşinea, nu trebuie să trăiesc cu dezamăgirea. Mai bine stau într-o stare de permanent stand-by sentimental, mai bine nu dau frâu tuturor gândurilor şi trăirilor afective, da....mai bine le ţin pentru mine...doar sunt ale mele.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO"&gt;Am crezut că am învăţat să fiu calculată, să tratez controlul ca pe ceva innăscut mie...şi tocmai ascult Blink182 şi îmi dau seama că nu pot fi aşa...nu pot fi o păpuşă care stă cuminte pe raftul ei...până şi ei sunt sentimentali şi, come on, cântă „all the small things” – that’s not sentimental. Ar fi interesant să mă pot defini, dar poate îmi place să cred că sunt prea complexă ca să îmi comprim întreaga personalitate în cinci atribute mari şi late.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO"&gt;Dacă ăsta ar fi un blog cu siguranţă ar fi unul despre toate şi nimic (şi sunt 87% sigură că am plagiat sintagma asta), dar toate aceste totalităţi şi nimicurile lor se învârt în jurul aceleiaşi teme, din nou, obsesive: eu şi trăirile mele emoţionale...mai mult sau mai puţin deghizate, cu sau fără coloratură, descrise în limbaj literar sau în felul meu caracteristic...indiferent de formă, moment sau consistenţă sunt ale mele şi îmi place să cred că voi ţine mereu la ele.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 iulie 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO"&gt;Si-acum tu imi arati atatea lucruri pe care stiu ca le voi regreta. Nu stiu insa de ce...nu ca ar fi lucruri neplacute..dar sunt acolo si ma leaga de tine si nu-mi doresc asta. Sunt total rupta de realitate atunci cand astfel de momente apar, imaginatia mea merge mult prea departe si nu mai stiu ce si daca am zis acel „ce”. Nu te cunosc si, din nou, nu stiu daca vreau asta; nu pentru ca mi se vor narui toate ideile pe care le-am formulat in jurul si avand ca subiect persoana ta, ci pentru ca voi cladi pe ele din ce in ce mai mult. Voi merge din minciuna in minciuna, din gand in gand, voi urca pe arhitectura acestei constructii pana in punctul terminus si voi mai adauga...pentru ca nu va exista acel punct final daca nu pun capat astazi acestei povesti pe care o tot concep in fiecare dimineata – de fiecare data altfel. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO"&gt;Ce sa spun despre cosmos sau despre ce se intampla in jurul meu...absolut nimic!!! Sunt doar ideile care aparent nu se leaga de nimic, pe care unii le percep mai bine decat altii, pe care nu voi avea probabil niciodata curajul sa le impartasesc celor carora le sunt adresate. Si asta pentru ca ma entuziasmez, ma agit, vreau...dar imi trece; consecintele sunt poate mult prea importante pentru mine, ceea ce vei crede, cum vei reactiona, ce voi fi eu pentru tine. Cum spuneam, nu te cunosc, nu te stiu...atunci de ce sa risc? Ce am de castigat si, mai rau, ce am de pierdut? Daca as cunoaste toate necunoscutele ecuatiilor (sau..sa zicem..pe toate minus una) as putea probabil sa-mi asum ceva, orice...dar tot nu pot, „nu ma tine” (ca sa vb mai in trendul studentesc). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO"&gt;Nu vreau sa scriu despre ce a fost, despre cum s-a terminat ceva, despre ce ar putea...cred ca imi place sa scriu despre nimic si sa ma astept ca macar unii sa ma inteleaga, sa prinda ideea din zbor (desi e abia schitata si prost exprimata). Asa ca, daca ma fac inteleasa...bine, daca nu...mai incerc. Cine stie? Poate intr-o zi o sa invat sa ma exprim :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language: RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-1052701743276255189?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1052701743276255189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/unele-lucruri-se-repeta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1052701743276255189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/1052701743276255189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/unele-lucruri-se-repeta.html' title='Unele lucruri se repeta...'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6494536613166121297</id><published>2009-09-23T21:57:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:08:16.960+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Si totusi nu e doar un blog muzical...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am crezut ca o sa ma pot abtine, dar se pare ca nu-mi iese. A fost suficient sa citesc niste randuri aproape uitate...ca sa-mi dau seama cat de mult imi lipseste sentimentul pe care mi-l provoaca scrisul. Nu am considerat ca am despre ce sa scriu, dar sunt unele ganduri care poate ca merita impartasite. Si mai sunt si acele subiecte care merita discutate...si care sper ca vor veni, la momentul potrivit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pana atunci raman muzica, filmele si gandurile mele...toate intr-un singur loc. So this is day one, of many to come :D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm actually happy about it. Don't know why, yet ;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-6494536613166121297?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6494536613166121297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/si-totusi-nu-e-doar-un-blog-muzical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6494536613166121297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6494536613166121297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/si-totusi-nu-e-doar-un-blog-muzical.html' title='Si totusi nu e doar un blog muzical...'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-639687888278064579</id><published>2009-09-07T01:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T01:13:46.907+03:00</updated><title type='text'>22.When you find a woderful voice :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xwILHCwj30Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xwILHCwj30Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-639687888278064579?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/639687888278064579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/22when-you-find-woderful-voice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/639687888278064579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/639687888278064579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/22when-you-find-woderful-voice.html' title='22.When you find a woderful voice :)'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-4737908484446517205</id><published>2009-09-03T02:56:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T01:14:12.207+03:00</updated><title type='text'>21.Even in my dreams I'm an idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(41, 48, 59);  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My dreams are a cruel joke. They taunt me. Even in mydreams I'm an idiot...who knows he's about to wake up to reality. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(41, 48, 59);  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If Icould only avoid sleep. But I can't. I try to tell myself what to dream. I try to dream that I am flying. ..Something free. It never works...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2zoUoWzkVEM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2zoUoWzkVEM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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title='21.Even in my dreams I&apos;m an idiot'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6326384672845948718</id><published>2009-09-03T02:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:49:18.902+03:00</updated><title type='text'>20.Great movie, wonderful soundtrack 1.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P7sD2DP9lkw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6326384672845948718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/20great-movie-wonderful-soundtrack-10.html' title='20.Great movie, wonderful soundtrack 1.0'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-2030414762509944507</id><published>2009-09-03T02:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:46:19.297+03:00</updated><title type='text'>19.Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Here's a lullaby to close your eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3m2QawnrI0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3m2QawnrI0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-2030414762509944507?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2030414762509944507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/18goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2030414762509944507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2030414762509944507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/18goodbye.html' title='19.Goodbye'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-4646894157940546279</id><published>2009-09-03T02:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:40:25.763+03:00</updated><title type='text'>18.Bankrupt emotionally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And it takes bitter grapes to make it...our finest wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MIYGq6OPB7M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MIYGq6OPB7M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-4646894157940546279?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4646894157940546279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/18bankrupt-emotionally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4646894157940546279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4646894157940546279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/18bankrupt-emotionally.html' title='18.Bankrupt emotionally'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-2493519720979367178</id><published>2009-09-03T02:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:37:21.496+03:00</updated><title type='text'>17.Are we worried about what we might find?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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type='text'>16.And from above everything's stinking, they're not around you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAWbDVhD8A4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAWbDVhD8A4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7625236634363844576?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7625236634363844576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-2020719044296361595</id><published>2009-09-03T02:22:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:25:50.010+03:00</updated><title type='text'>15.The greatest declaration ever made</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;well i want you to notice&lt;br /&gt;to notice when i'm not around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and i know that your eyes see straight through me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speak to me without a sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to hold you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;protect you from all of the things I've already endured &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to show you&lt;br /&gt;Show you all the things that this life has in store for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the way that a father should love his daughter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i walked out this morning&lt;br /&gt;i cried as i walked to the door&lt;br /&gt;i cried about how long i'd be away for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i cried about leaving you all alone &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet zoe jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wanted to say this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cuz i wouldn't know where to begin &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to explain to you what i have been through&lt;br /&gt;to explain where your daddy has been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet zoe jane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/03cR1tAFSmQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/03cR1tAFSmQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-2020719044296361595?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2020719044296361595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/15-greatest-declaration-ever-made.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2020719044296361595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/2020719044296361595'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;Is to save every day&lt;br /&gt;Till eternity passes away&lt;br /&gt;Just to spend them with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could make days last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If words could make wishes come true&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id save every day like a treasure and then,&lt;br /&gt;Again, I would spend them with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But there never seems to be enough time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do the things you want to do&lt;br /&gt;Once you find them&lt;br /&gt;Ive looked around enough to know&lt;br /&gt;That youre the one I want to go&lt;br /&gt;Through time with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I had a box just for wishes&lt;br /&gt;And dreams that had never come true&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The box would be empty&lt;br /&gt;Except for the memory&lt;br /&gt;Of how they were answered by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But there never seems to be enough time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do the things you want to do&lt;br /&gt;Once you find them&lt;br /&gt;Ive looked around enough to know&lt;br /&gt;That youre the one I want to go&lt;br /&gt;Through time with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=3932251"&gt;Jim Croce - Time in a Bottle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=3932251,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=3932251,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-3758656906771623106?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3758656906771623106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/14-but-there-never-seems-to-be-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/3758656906771623106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/3758656906771623106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/14-but-there-never-seems-to-be-enough.html' title='14.But there never seems to be enough time'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-4052752476051704951</id><published>2009-09-03T02:12:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:26:30.123+03:00</updated><title type='text'>13.What about that mad world...and the moments you want to escape it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(64, 64, 64); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And I find it kinda funny&lt;br /&gt;I find it kinda sad&lt;br /&gt;The dreams in which I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;Are the best I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to tell you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles&lt;br /&gt;It's a very, very...mad world, mad world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4N3N1MlvVc4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4N3N1MlvVc4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-4052752476051704951?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6386266705153019327</id><published>2009-09-03T00:50:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:26:40.737+03:00</updated><title type='text'>12.Darkness has fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;May it be an evening star &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Shines down upon you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;May it be when darkness falls&lt;br /&gt;Your heart will be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You walk a lonely road&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How far you are from home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornie utúlië (darkness has come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Believe and you will find your way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornie alantië (darkness has fallen)&lt;br /&gt;A promise lives within you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;May it be the shadows call&lt;br /&gt;Will fly away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;May it be you journey on&lt;br /&gt;To light the day&lt;br /&gt;When the night is overcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You may rise to find the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornie utúlië (darkness has come)&lt;br /&gt;Believe and you will find your way&lt;br /&gt;Mornie alantië (darkness has fallen)&lt;br /&gt;A promise lives within you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A promise lives within you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="450" height="366" src="http://www.220.ro/emb/F4oEiL3hVv" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-6386266705153019327?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6386266705153019327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/12-darkness-has-fallen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6386266705153019327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6386266705153019327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/12-darkness-has-fallen.html' title='12.Darkness has fallen'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7174078574122562091</id><published>2009-09-03T00:46:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:55:39.466+03:00</updated><title type='text'>11.That feeling...again</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Capture it in a time capsule and never let it fade away!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d8v2TUQomZU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d8v2TUQomZU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7174078574122562091?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7174078574122562091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/11that-feelingagain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7174078574122562091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7174078574122562091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/11that-feelingagain.html' title='11.That feeling...again'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6455122909635597037</id><published>2009-09-03T00:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:55:53.527+03:00</updated><title type='text'>10. The perfect song</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It always gives me the chills...how can one create such a thing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/22ut_pzoWgY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/22ut_pzoWgY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-6455122909635597037?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6455122909635597037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-perfect-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6455122909635597037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/6455122909635597037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-perfect-song.html' title='10. The perfect song'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-4930117936335517557</id><published>2009-09-03T00:33:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:56:02.761+03:00</updated><title type='text'>09.For the old times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is so easy to see&lt;br /&gt;Dysfunction between you and me&lt;br /&gt;We must free up these tired souls&lt;br /&gt;Before the sadness kills us both&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQ2oe8SgUS8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQ2oe8SgUS8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-4930117936335517557?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4930117936335517557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/09for-old-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4930117936335517557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/4930117936335517557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/09/09for-old-times.html' title='09.For the old times'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-6256937399088676165</id><published>2009-08-31T01:21:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:38:19.291+03:00</updated><title type='text'>08.Summer requiem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then without warning...it goes away...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oa-DYAjJ1Zk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oa-DYAjJ1Zk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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requiem'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-7352471987830466276</id><published>2009-08-01T15:24:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:38:48.153+03:00</updated><title type='text'>07.Music Mastermind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There are those songs that you (re)discover over time...ohhh, that great feeling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Follow through&lt;br /&gt;Make your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;You will be all right&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's no one like you&lt;br /&gt;In the universe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I couldn't live without this 8-&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-i4Me_Lz94k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-i4Me_Lz94k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-7352471987830466276?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7352471987830466276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/08/music-mastermind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7352471987830466276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199084343585817238/posts/default/7352471987830466276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com/2009/08/music-mastermind.html' title='07.Music Mastermind'/><author><name>arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17687496694863476167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Ya8ohXOSQ/ToGMa7QS20I/AAAAAAAACZw/dQtaCgTZKWA/s220/IMG_6657%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199084343585817238.post-5144581764508208603</id><published>2009-07-31T00:04:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:39:01.884+03:00</updated><title type='text'>06.There's a world inside and a world out there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;There are always those friends that show you how to live your life...and they don't even know that they do that :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's a thank you...that's for sure &gt;:D&lt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wno3i5hIAI8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wno3i5hIAI8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199084343585817238-5144581764508208603?l=myjourneyinamusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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