<?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-7105880</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:57:25.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life As I See It...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-115422816084808353</id><published>2006-07-30T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:01:34.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling blue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TO YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking afar&lt;br /&gt;looking so blue&lt;br /&gt;my heart aches&lt;br /&gt;it yearns for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold me now&lt;br /&gt;hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;all through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surrounded by people&lt;br /&gt;yet feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;the only means of contact&lt;br /&gt;our (un)reliable handphones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please help me up&lt;br /&gt;my heart feels so weak&lt;br /&gt;please wipe away these tears&lt;br /&gt;trickling down my cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;my love for you is deep&lt;br /&gt;just bring me smiles&lt;br /&gt;for i hate to weep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;PATIENCE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilting flower&lt;br /&gt;Rainy day&lt;br /&gt;Make this feeling&lt;br /&gt;Go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you here&lt;br /&gt;With me right now&lt;br /&gt;So i can feel&lt;br /&gt;Complete somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've given me love&lt;br /&gt;So deep so true&lt;br /&gt;Now part of me's missing&lt;br /&gt;That part is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've faced some storms&lt;br /&gt;More's coming our way&lt;br /&gt;Just know I love you&lt;br /&gt;Each and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;But I can wait longer&lt;br /&gt;Though day by day&lt;br /&gt;This feeling grows stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you n love u so so so much, sayang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-115422816084808353?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/115422816084808353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=115422816084808353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/115422816084808353'/><link 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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/7105880-114650006408250507?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/114650006408250507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=114650006408250507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/114650006408250507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/114650006408250507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2006/05/one.html' title='ONE'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-114050392165992266</id><published>2006-02-21T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T14:39:17.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts of you..</title><content type='html'>Quiet thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;run through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;then i drift off to sleep&lt;br /&gt;hoping in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;you, i'll find.&lt;br /&gt;what do you think of&lt;br /&gt;when you look at me?&lt;br /&gt;when talking to me,&lt;br /&gt;what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;i see you in my future&lt;br /&gt;holding me tight,&lt;br /&gt;holding me close to you&lt;br /&gt;when we sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, how i wish it were so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-114050392165992266?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/114050392165992266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=114050392165992266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/114050392165992266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/114050392165992266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2006/02/thoughts-of-you.html' title='thoughts of you..'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-112092962764231362</id><published>2005-07-10T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T01:20:27.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip back in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Old Neighbourhood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and I went back to the old neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;And was surprised by change&lt;br /&gt;Everything was different&lt;br /&gt;Shelters being built, layouts all rearranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old playground that used to&lt;br /&gt;Fill my childhood whiles&lt;br /&gt;Now no more, not even&lt;br /&gt;A brick, a swing, a slide; none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of children, the shrillness of cries, laughters&lt;br /&gt;Now deafening silence, only the rustle of the leaves and the whispering wind&lt;br /&gt;The hustle and bustle of Saturdays&lt;br /&gt;Now just another lazy afternoon, dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change.&lt;br /&gt;Oh how i hate it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;4 years was all it took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Old Coffeeshop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt;the old coffeeshop&lt;br /&gt;my mom used to&lt;br /&gt;buy our breakfasts from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt;the old coffeeshop&lt;br /&gt;that used to sell&lt;br /&gt;my favourite traditional food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt;the old coffeeshop&lt;br /&gt;that is always filled up&lt;br /&gt;with customers day and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt;the old coffeeshop&lt;br /&gt;the rush of all the waiters&lt;br /&gt;taking orders and bringing food to our tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt;the old coffeeshop&lt;br /&gt;now empty and&lt;br /&gt;filled with the lazy hours of the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reminiscence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my 15 years&lt;br /&gt;I've lived in a noisy neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;Filled with children's voices&lt;br /&gt;Of their parents exchanging the latest gossips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to haunt the playground&lt;br /&gt;Every 5pm till 6.30pm late in the evening&lt;br /&gt;Coming home just in time before&lt;br /&gt;The call for prayers over the radio at around 7 plus at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the amount of space&lt;br /&gt;I had for my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;Of which I share with my little sis&lt;br /&gt;A queen-sized bed with a single blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the fights we had&lt;br /&gt;Over simple things as to which side&lt;br /&gt;To sleep on or the length of&lt;br /&gt;A single blanket each should possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after 4 years of moving out&lt;br /&gt;I've realised the sentimental values&lt;br /&gt;I have for my dear old noisy neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;Now as silent as the sound of the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The playground now no more in existence&lt;br /&gt;Just a flat piece of land&lt;br /&gt;With no telling what the designers have in mind for&lt;br /&gt;I have lost the memory to Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bedroom now 1-and-a-half times&lt;br /&gt;The size of the old bedroom I had&lt;br /&gt;And now I call it my own&lt;br /&gt;My sis has hers next to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now have a single bed&lt;br /&gt;A blanket to call our own&lt;br /&gt;Likewise for the rest of the things we have&lt;br /&gt;We still have occasional arguments as I show my affections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everything's changed&lt;br /&gt;Fond memories dissipate&lt;br /&gt;A shantytown of a neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;I used to call home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-112092962764231362?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112092962764231362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=112092962764231362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/112092962764231362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/112092962764231362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2005/07/trip-back-in-time_10.html' title='A trip back in time'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-112023759665997687</id><published>2005-07-02T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:44:21.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Illusion</title><content type='html'>i came to show you how i feel;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give my support when i know&lt;br /&gt;you don't need it&lt;br /&gt;give my heart when i know&lt;br /&gt;you're going to break it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you even see me&lt;br /&gt;when i was there?&lt;br /&gt;did you even notice&lt;br /&gt;or even care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dressed up for you&lt;br /&gt;thinking you'd be impressed&lt;br /&gt;i was there for you&lt;br /&gt;and trying not to make a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i saw you when you were invisible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess now&lt;br /&gt; i'm the one who's invisible&lt;br /&gt;'cos i'm right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;you don't see me&lt;/strong&gt;......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-112023759665997687?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112023759665997687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=112023759665997687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/112023759665997687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/112023759665997687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2005/07/great-illusion.html' title='The Great Illusion'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-111823457027210092</id><published>2005-06-08T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:35:45.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im in love...</title><content type='html'>im in love with a man&lt;br /&gt;who doesnt know&lt;br /&gt;how much&lt;br /&gt;he's worth to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in love with a man&lt;br /&gt;who doesn't know&lt;br /&gt;how many countless nights&lt;br /&gt;i dream about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in love with a man&lt;br /&gt;who doesn't know&lt;br /&gt;how he weakens me&lt;br /&gt;whenever he's around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in love with a man&lt;br /&gt;who fills me with&lt;br /&gt;wild desires and&lt;br /&gt;romantic fantasies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in love with a man&lt;br /&gt;who is the&lt;br /&gt;perfect gentleman&lt;br /&gt;a girl could wish for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in love....im in love...im in love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-111823457027210092?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111823457027210092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=111823457027210092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/111823457027210092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/111823457027210092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-in-love.html' title='im in love...'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-111599948422236952</id><published>2005-05-13T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T00:13:23.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lay still..</title><content type='html'>lay still my sweet&lt;br /&gt;await my kisses&lt;br /&gt;these lips have thus longed&lt;br /&gt;to drown in yours&lt;br /&gt;let us embrace&lt;br /&gt;passionately&lt;br /&gt;let us entwine&lt;br /&gt;like stubborn vines&lt;br /&gt;warm hearts beating&lt;br /&gt;cheeks flushed&lt;br /&gt;hands clammy&lt;br /&gt;cold shock courses through me&lt;br /&gt;too long have i waited&lt;br /&gt;this moment&lt;br /&gt;finally&lt;br /&gt;now hush&lt;br /&gt;lay still be calm&lt;br /&gt;let me hold you in my arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-111599948422236952?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111599948422236952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=111599948422236952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/111599948422236952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/111599948422236952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2005/05/lay-still.html' title='lay still..'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-111556616614686497</id><published>2005-05-08T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:36:20.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next week</title><content type='html'>just next week...&lt;br /&gt;i have to hold on.&lt;br /&gt;i'll see you next week.&lt;br /&gt;missing you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be so proud of you,&lt;br /&gt;next week.&lt;br /&gt;do i share you with others,&lt;br /&gt;next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as you're not mine&lt;br /&gt;nor i yours;&lt;br /&gt;i want you all for me,&lt;br /&gt;next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you so much&lt;br /&gt;these weeks&lt;br /&gt;been looking at pictures of you&lt;br /&gt;these weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be seeing you soon,&lt;br /&gt;only just next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-111556616614686497?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111556616614686497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=111556616614686497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/111556616614686497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/111556616614686497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2005/05/next-week.html' title='Next week'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-111374191666383668</id><published>2005-04-17T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:36:39.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>lately ive been thinking&lt;br /&gt;should i move on, let you go&lt;br /&gt;or should i hope for a better tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;please help me find the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately ive been thinking&lt;br /&gt;about your precious face&lt;br /&gt;it never seems to fade from my mind&lt;br /&gt;please help me to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately ive been thinking&lt;br /&gt;about the things we've been through&lt;br /&gt;or should i let it go, forget about you&lt;br /&gt;please help me decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately im tired of thinking&lt;br /&gt;im tired of hoping that you'd be mine&lt;br /&gt;please just give me a sign&lt;br /&gt;just say you feel the same anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-111374191666383668?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111374191666383668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=111374191666383668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/111374191666383668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/111374191666383668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2005/04/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-111012770846083736</id><published>2005-03-07T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T00:13:17.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Friends..</title><content type='html'>Under the facade of a happy face,&lt;br /&gt;There lies a girl&lt;br /&gt;Longing&lt;br /&gt;Hoping&lt;br /&gt;Desperate&lt;br /&gt;For her heart to be returned.&lt;br /&gt;She has realised her mistake&lt;br /&gt;Of giving it away too readily&lt;br /&gt;Too naively.&lt;br /&gt;She never expected it to go too far,&lt;br /&gt;Neither did she know the boobytrap&lt;br /&gt;She has put herself in.&lt;br /&gt;Blown into a bloody mass,&lt;br /&gt;She meticulously picks herself up.&lt;br /&gt;Piece herself together.&lt;br /&gt;Find courage to live on..&lt;br /&gt;For it is still not too late&lt;br /&gt;To just live her life just the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;After all, she and he are only just....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-111012770846083736?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111012770846083736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=111012770846083736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/111012770846083736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/111012770846083736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-friends.html' title='Just Friends..'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-111001019964977841</id><published>2005-03-05T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T00:13:34.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow..</title><content type='html'>Thinking of tomorrow;&lt;br /&gt;Words can't describe&lt;br /&gt;This stricked feeling inside.&lt;br /&gt;Confusion seeping through.&lt;br /&gt;My insides churning.&lt;br /&gt;Would you back off&lt;br /&gt;Or would you stay?&lt;br /&gt;Would you turn around,&lt;br /&gt;Walk away?&lt;br /&gt;Fear engulfs me.&lt;br /&gt;Too deep to crawl out.&lt;br /&gt;Too dark to find my way.&lt;br /&gt;Send me a guiding light&lt;br /&gt;Help me through the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;I'd wish to be there where you are&lt;br /&gt;To hold you in my arms real tight&lt;br /&gt;And say "I Love You" through the night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-111001019964977841?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111001019964977841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=111001019964977841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/111001019964977841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/111001019964977841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2005/03/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow..'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-110994988034107604</id><published>2005-03-04T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:37:11.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Set Me Free...</title><content type='html'>break this chain of which you have a hold on&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;my emotions gone wild&lt;br /&gt;my sanity lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lift me of this woe&lt;br /&gt;the world of disappointments&lt;br /&gt;of hopes being shattered&lt;br /&gt;of dreams being just..dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cursed emotion called love&lt;br /&gt;devours me whole&lt;br /&gt;and like cancer spreads&lt;br /&gt;through my frail body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a bird in a cage&lt;br /&gt;i'm locked up&lt;br /&gt;to never see the beauty&lt;br /&gt;of the outside world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set me free, i beg of thee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-110994988034107604?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/110994988034107604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=110994988034107604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/110994988034107604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/110994988034107604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2005/03/set-me-free.html' title='Set Me Free...'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-110986034710943707</id><published>2005-03-03T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:37:27.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory...</title><content type='html'>i look at a picture&lt;br /&gt;and see a face&lt;br /&gt;familiar to the eyes,&lt;br /&gt;the mind,&lt;br /&gt;the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories flood back&lt;br /&gt;as if it were just&lt;br /&gt;remnents of&lt;br /&gt;yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i am anxious.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow awaits.&lt;br /&gt;hear me shout:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU DUNCAN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-110986034710943707?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/110986034710943707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=110986034710943707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/110986034710943707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/110986034710943707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2005/03/memory.html' title='Memory...'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-108859094015550475</id><published>2004-06-30T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:37:41.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lingering mind</title><content type='html'>The air&lt;br /&gt;The cool night breeze&lt;br /&gt;Blows at my face&lt;br /&gt;Kissed my hair&lt;br /&gt;Whispers in my ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waters&lt;br /&gt;So calm&lt;br /&gt;Splashes gently on rocks&lt;br /&gt;Echoes through my mind&lt;br /&gt;Talks to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon and stars&lt;br /&gt;High above the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Magical wonders&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me wondering&lt;br /&gt;About you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-108859094015550475?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/108859094015550475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=108859094015550475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/108859094015550475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/108859094015550475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2004/06/lingering-mind.html' title='Lingering mind'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-108702807804001866</id><published>2004-06-12T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:43:28.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My CoNf3sSion...</title><content type='html'>by josh groban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blind&lt;br /&gt;Unwilling&lt;br /&gt;To see the true love&lt;br /&gt;You're giving&lt;br /&gt;I have ignored every blessing&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Confessing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I feel myself surrender&lt;br /&gt;Each time I see your face&lt;br /&gt;I am staggered by your beauty&lt;br /&gt;Your unassuming grace&lt;br /&gt;And I feel my heart is turning&lt;br /&gt;Falling into place&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide it&lt;br /&gt;Now hear my confession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wrong about you&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was strong without you&lt;br /&gt;For so long&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could move me&lt;br /&gt;For so long&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could change me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel myself surrender&lt;br /&gt;Each time I see your face&lt;br /&gt;I am captured by your beauty&lt;br /&gt;Your unassuming grace&lt;br /&gt;And I feel my heart is turning&lt;br /&gt;Falling into place&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide it&lt;br /&gt;Now hear my confession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;You're the ground beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;Where did I stop believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos i feel myself surrender&lt;br /&gt;Each time i see your face&lt;br /&gt;I am staggered by your beauty&lt;br /&gt;Your unassuming grace&lt;br /&gt;And I feel my heart is&lt;br /&gt;Falling into place&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide it&lt;br /&gt;Now hear my confession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide it&lt;br /&gt;Now hear my...confession&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-108702807804001866?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/108702807804001866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=108702807804001866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/108702807804001866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/108702807804001866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-conf3ssion.html' title='My CoNf3sSion...'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-108675260480539683</id><published>2004-06-09T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:38:52.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant sleep...</title><content type='html'>cant sleep..&lt;br /&gt;TICK TOCK TICK TOCK&lt;br /&gt;tt round face on my wall..&lt;br /&gt;TICK TOCK TICK TOCK&lt;br /&gt;its hands goin..&lt;br /&gt;TICK TOCK TICK TOCK&lt;br /&gt;tossing n turning..&lt;br /&gt;TICK TOCK TICK TOCK&lt;br /&gt;shut up!!!!&lt;br /&gt;TICK TOCK TICK TOCK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-108675260480539683?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/108675260480539683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=108675260480539683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/108675260480539683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/108675260480539683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2004/06/cant-sleep.html' title='cant sleep...'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-108619266977953665</id><published>2004-06-02T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T18:26:31.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;life is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is&lt;br /&gt;sweet&lt;br /&gt;short&lt;br /&gt;to be lived at its fullest.&lt;br /&gt;never waste a minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;spend it with ur&lt;br /&gt;family&lt;br /&gt;friends&lt;br /&gt;anybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is&lt;br /&gt;a rush of blood to ur heart.&lt;br /&gt;it can make or break u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly..this means nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&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/7105880-108619266977953665?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/108619266977953665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=108619266977953665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/108619266977953665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/108619266977953665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/2004/06/life-is.html' title='life is..'/><author><name>HaWi3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15313582199994490414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/isolurv/medinner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105880.post-108591890209481407</id><published>2004-05-30T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T18:26:54.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got it back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;got it back!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey hey!! the other time when i set up this blog, the next moment, i could log on to my old blog..hahhaha. but i wont waste this...instead, i shld like to add spice to this 1 instead...the other one was too...i duno wat. but even tho it's like tt, i still like wat i've come up with. hehe! talk abt being indecisive. hahah! alrite alrite..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-108591890209481407?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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write in diaries..but sumhow, writing a life journey and expressing myself to others sort of brings a whole new meaning to life...oh well..shall not dwell on this further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105880-108548777671562427?l=thisismeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismeman.blogspot.com/feeds/108548777671562427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7105880&amp;postID=108548777671562427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/108548777671562427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105880/posts/default/108548777671562427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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