<?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-38916128</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:48:20.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*nAnKuraNaisa*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>206</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-3846742281887284368</id><published>2010-08-18T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T15:54:11.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Today is the day my life begins,&lt;br /&gt;  All my life it've been just me,&lt;br /&gt;  Today i become a man,&lt;br /&gt;  Today i become accountable,&lt;br /&gt;  To someone other then myself.&lt;br /&gt;  To all the possibilities that our future has to offer,&lt;br /&gt;  Together no matter what happens,&lt;br /&gt;  I will be ready.&lt;br /&gt;  For anything, for everything,&lt;br /&gt;  To take on life, to take on love,&lt;br /&gt;  To take on all the possibilities and responsibility."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been quite a long while since i last posted, o well time flies, i am entering NS in a few days time, may these 2 years be enriching in experience and also our lives. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-3846742281887284368?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3846742281887284368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=3846742281887284368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3846742281887284368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3846742281887284368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-is-day-my-life-begins-all-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-2135803590543341939</id><published>2009-07-12T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:49:36.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know its been so long since i posted =/ somehow the pokemon song is quite nice and has a ring in my head so i just wrote it down here haha. been busy with sch and stuff don really have the time to post.. will do so once i am more free-ed up ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all whom it may concern, take care of urselves =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-2135803590543341939?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2135803590543341939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=2135803590543341939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/2135803590543341939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/2135803590543341939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-know-its-been-so-long-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-803498946296240778</id><published>2009-06-01T19:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:40:55.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every &lt;a title="Pokémon Trainer" href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Pok%C3%A9mon_Trainer" cno7c="2" zvt_1="0"&gt;Trainer&lt;/a&gt; has a choice&lt;br /&gt;To listen to that voice inside.&lt;br /&gt;I know the &lt;a title="Pokémon battle" href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Pok%C3%A9mon_battle" cno7c="2" zvt_1="0"&gt;battle&lt;/a&gt; may be long,&lt;br /&gt;Winners may have &lt;a title="Generation I" href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Generation_I" cno7c="2" zvt_1="0"&gt;come&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Generation III" href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Generation_III" cno7c="2" zvt_1="0"&gt;gone&lt;/a&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;a title="Ash Ketchum" href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Ash_Ketchum" cno7c="2" zvt_1="0"&gt;I&lt;/a&gt; will carry on!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Pokémon Master" href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Pok%C3%A9mon_Master" cno7c="2" zvt_1="0"&gt;this dream&lt;/a&gt; will last forever,&lt;br /&gt;This dream will never die,&lt;br /&gt;We will rise to meet the challenge every time.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this dream keeps &lt;a title="Ash's friends" href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Ash%27s_friends" cno7c="2" zvt_1="0"&gt;us&lt;/a&gt; together,&lt;br /&gt;This shows that &lt;a title="Ash's Pikachu" href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Ash%27s_Pikachu" cno7c="2" zvt_1="0"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; and I -&lt;br /&gt;Will be &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Pokémon Champion" href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Pok%C3%A9mon_Champion" cno7c="2" zvt_1="0"&gt;the best&lt;/a&gt; that the world's ever seen,&lt;br /&gt;Because we always will follow this dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed a dream in time gone by&lt;br /&gt;When hope was high&lt;br /&gt;And life worth living&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed that love would never die&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed that God would be forgiving&lt;br /&gt;Then I was young and unafraid&lt;br /&gt;And dreams were made and used and wasted&lt;br /&gt;There was no ransom to be paid&lt;br /&gt;No song unsung, no wine untasted&lt;br /&gt;But the tigers come at night&lt;br /&gt;With their voices soft as thunder&lt;br /&gt;As they tear your hope apart&lt;br /&gt;And they turn your dream to shame&lt;br /&gt;He slept a summer by my side&lt;br /&gt;He filled my days with endless wonder&lt;br /&gt;He took my childhood in his stride&lt;br /&gt;But he was gone when autumn came&lt;br /&gt;And still I dream he'll come to me&lt;br /&gt;That we will live the years together&lt;br /&gt;But there are dreams that cannot be&lt;br /&gt;And there are storms we cannot weather&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream my life would be&lt;br /&gt;So different from this hell I'm living&lt;br /&gt;So different now from what it seemed&lt;br /&gt;Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-803498946296240778?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/803498946296240778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=803498946296240778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/803498946296240778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/803498946296240778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/every-trainer-has-choice-to-listen-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-5031315799006937125</id><published>2009-05-12T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:19:37.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will and want to accept myself as of now, even though i will be hurt by those heartless glances, but also, i understand that at the same time gentle glances exist. even though it's like this, i still want to be here. Because here is, the place i exist. Whats wrong with falling down, because as long as i stand up again, it will be just fine. if you look up at the sky after falling down,The blue sky is also today, stretching limitlessly and smiles at me.People shouldn't dwell on the past. Its enough to try your best in all that you're doing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-5031315799006937125?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5031315799006937125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=5031315799006937125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5031315799006937125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5031315799006937125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-will-and-want-to-accept-myself-as-of.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-8935745047189512574</id><published>2009-04-29T11:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:19:03.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are two days in every week about which we should not worry.&lt;br /&gt;Two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days is yesterday with its mistakes and cares,&lt;br /&gt;Its faults and blunders,&lt;br /&gt;Its aches and pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control.&lt;br /&gt;All the money in the world cannot bring back yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot undo a single act we performed.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot erase a single word we said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is gone.&lt;br /&gt;The other day we should not worry about is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;With its possible adversities,&lt;br /&gt;Its burdens,&lt;br /&gt;Its large promise and poor performance.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Sun will rise,&lt;br /&gt;either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds,&lt;br /&gt;but it will rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until it does, we have no stake in tomorrow, for it is yet unborn.&lt;br /&gt;This just leaves only one day . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;Any person can fight the battles of just one day.&lt;br /&gt;It is only when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternity's -yesterday and tomorrow that we break down.&lt;br /&gt;It is not the experience of today that drives people mad.&lt;br /&gt;It is the remorse or bitterness for something which happened yesterday and the dread of what tomorrow may bring.&lt;br /&gt;Let us therefore live but one day at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-8935745047189512574?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8935745047189512574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=8935745047189512574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8935745047189512574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8935745047189512574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/there-are-two-days-in-every-week-about.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-6073346761088537209</id><published>2009-04-18T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:15:43.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you actually lose something, thats the only time when you would actually think through your actions, your life, your entirety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats most important in life for you?&lt;br /&gt;What do you want most in your life?&lt;br /&gt;you desire anything?&lt;br /&gt;how hard would u work for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories is the only things thats precious. given a time a date an event that takes place. all would be stored as memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 193);"&gt;memory&lt;/span&gt; unannounced, stray dogs that amble in, sniff around a bit and simply never leave. Our lives are measured by these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be wary of wats around you, your friends, your loved ones, your family, even those strangers that may linger around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ignorant glances.. some caring glances. what is important is those around u that remains true despite the situation however it may be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never be blinded by your targets and forgo whatever that affects others in ur quest to attain what you wan. Be considerate to those that helped you, Though it may take a while for u to attain what you wan through this way. IMO its still the most benefiting for both parties. Love and care cannot be replaced with material goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Only ones true heart may touch our angelic souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-6073346761088537209?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6073346761088537209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=6073346761088537209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6073346761088537209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6073346761088537209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-you-actually-lose-something-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-5988202009531651832</id><published>2009-03-25T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:16:55.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, someone maybe insignificant, turns 19~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its actually a sad mood to start with, went with faction(something like a guild in game), for raids... drop something i wan, but its not given to me =/ although i know the list is dam long and they normally give those tankers first, but before the raid can actually start, we must farm stones which drops from mobs. total 240... no one did only me i spend over 10 hours just to farm so many. does this effort get recognized? no they give u sth thats actually urs to begain with and treat it as payment for it. some of u may nt understand but those who play with me knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left 5mins to my bday as i type this sentence. for the things that i may say, i am not demanding, just giving the best of my abilities, whether is it to help, or protect. the past year, been through alot, thought through alot, now going into my final year all the best. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course to find happiness, little things in life are always important...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t really is the little things&lt;br /&gt;That mean the most of all...&lt;br /&gt;The "let me help you with that" things&lt;br /&gt;That may seem very small&lt;br /&gt;The "I'll be glad to do it" things&lt;br /&gt;That make your cares much lighter,&lt;br /&gt;The "laugh with me, it's funny" things&lt;br /&gt;That make your outlook brighter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "never mind the trouble" things,&lt;br /&gt;The "yes, I understand,"&lt;br /&gt;The interest and encouragement&lt;br /&gt;In everything you've planned&lt;br /&gt;It really is the little things,&lt;br /&gt;The friendly word or smile,&lt;br /&gt;That add such happiness to life&lt;br /&gt;And make it more worth while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you thought through, how many people in your life actually does make an impact deep enough for you to remember them for eternity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give and take is always a cycle, think through which people are really ur friends. who treats u well and who just takes advantage of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive forgo forget. remember for the present doesn't repeat itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ryan u ah send me some weird happy bday song haha so cute -_-!!! i wonder how will the day go about ^_^ tonight shall blog again hahaz tcccc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First wish - All my friends and loved ones to be happy and healthy foreverrrrrrrrrrrrr, may all the sweet relationships stay candilicious!!! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-5988202009531651832?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5988202009531651832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=5988202009531651832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5988202009531651832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5988202009531651832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-someone-maybe-insignificant-turns.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-9091463539211708464</id><published>2009-03-13T20:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:08:35.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought through ur life? what you wana do what you wana be&lt;br /&gt;from time to time we often tell ourselves we wan be this and that&lt;br /&gt;how often do we actually make it worthwhile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u felt urself left all alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time u take a look around you, and look around.. there are many that cares for u,&lt;br /&gt;however, do you even give them a look, a thought, even a sec of ur time to notice their presence.&lt;br /&gt;Have you been there for them for they have been for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the video below, you will understand what i mean... if you don feel anything from the video, please carry on ur life as you are, if you do, do something, anything to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OBjR1-0GVkI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/OBjR1-0GVkI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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;This is a story about a gift from the heart.. nt sure if i post it before but ya do have a read =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to legend, a young man while roaming the desert came across a spring of delicious crystal-clear water. The water was so sweet he filled his leather canteen so he could bring some back to a tribal elder who had been his teacher. After a four-day journey he presented the water to the old man who took a deep drink, smiled warmly and thanked his student lavishly for the sweet water. The young man returned to his village with a happy heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, the teacher let another student taste the water. He spat it out, saying it was awful. It apparently had become stale because of the old leather container. The student challenged his teacher: "Master, the water was foul. Why did you pretend to like it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher replied, "You only tasted the water. I tasted the gift. The water was simply the container for an act of loving-kindness and nothing could be sweeter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we understand this lesson best when we receive innocent gifts of love from young children. Whether it's a ceramic tray or a macaroni bracelet, the natural and proper response is appreciation and expressed thankfulness because we love the idea within the gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude doesn't always come naturally. Unfortunately, most children and many adults value only the thing given rather than the feeling embodied in it. We should remind ourselves and teach our children about the beauty and purity of feelings and expressions of gratitude. After all, gifts from the heart are really gifts of the heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-9091463539211708464?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9091463539211708464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=9091463539211708464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/9091463539211708464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/9091463539211708464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/have-you-ever-thought-through-ur-life.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-3785843420038957629</id><published>2009-03-04T08:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T08:46:07.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your figure is similar to mine&lt;br /&gt;My heart is shaking like i'm crying softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, i end up choosing the difficult path&lt;br /&gt;without ever wiping the sand off my shoes&lt;br /&gt;i can only live this way&lt;br /&gt;i am sure that you would smile and nod in agreement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because you are here looking at the same world as me&lt;br /&gt;i continue to like you&lt;br /&gt;without losing my heart in the end&lt;br /&gt;you kept me alive...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-3785843420038957629?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3785843420038957629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=3785843420038957629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3785843420038957629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3785843420038957629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/your-figure-is-similar-to-mine-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-6656318287471988022</id><published>2009-03-02T14:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:11:31.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a mail that a friend forwarded to me so i shall share with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A holy man was having aconversation with God one day and said, '&lt;br /&gt;God , I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God led the holy man to two doors.&lt;br /&gt;He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the room was a large round table.&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew,&lt;br /&gt;which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly.&lt;br /&gt;They appeared to be famished.&lt;br /&gt;They were holding spoons with very long handles,&lt;br /&gt;that were strapped to their arms and each found it impossible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because the handle was longer than their arms,&lt;br /&gt;they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery !&lt;br /&gt;and suffering. God said, 'You have seen Hell..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went to the next room and opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;It was exactly the same as the first one. ?&lt;br /&gt;There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water.&lt;br /&gt;The people were equiped with the same long-handled spoons,&lt;br /&gt;but herethe people were well nourished and plump,&lt;br /&gt;laughing and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holy man said, 'I don't understand..'&lt;br /&gt;It is simple,' said God . 'It requires but one skill. ?&lt;br /&gt;You see they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its estimated 93% won't forward this.&lt;br /&gt;If you are one of the 7% who will, forward this with the title '7%'.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the 7% Remember that I will always share my spoon with you! ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; are the family that we choose for ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a poem of friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a friend. You don't need money;&lt;br /&gt;Just a disposition sunny;&lt;br /&gt;Just the wish to help another&lt;br /&gt;Get along some way or other;&lt;br /&gt;Just a kindly hand extended&lt;br /&gt;Out to one who's unbefriended;&lt;br /&gt;Just the will to give or lend,&lt;br /&gt;This will make you someone's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a friend. You don't need glory.&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is a simple story.&lt;br /&gt;Pass by trifling errors blindly,&lt;br /&gt;Gaze on honest effort kindly,&lt;br /&gt;Cheer the youth who's bravely trying,&lt;br /&gt;Pity him who's sadly sighing;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little labor spend&lt;br /&gt;On the duties of a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a friend.&lt;br /&gt;The pay is bigger&lt;br /&gt;(Though not written by a figure)&lt;br /&gt;Than is earned by people clever&lt;br /&gt;In what's merely self-endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;You'll have friends instead of neighbors&lt;br /&gt;For the profits of your labors;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be richer in the end&lt;br /&gt;Than a prince, if you're a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Friends are precious, treasure them as i treasure u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-6656318287471988022?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6656318287471988022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=6656318287471988022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6656318287471988022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6656318287471988022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-mail-that-friend-forwarded-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-8463368965321238598</id><published>2009-02-26T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:31:54.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20 bill. In the room of 200, he asked. "Who would like this $20 bill?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you - but first, let me do this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He proceeded to crumple the 20 dollar note up. He then asked. "Who still wants it?" Still the hands were up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," he replied, "what if I do this?" He dropped it on the&lt;br /&gt;ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. "Now, who still wants it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the hands went into the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No&lt;br /&gt;matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.&lt;br /&gt;Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless; but no matter what happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still&lt;br /&gt;priceless to those who love you. The worth of our lives comes, not in what we do or who we know, but by ...WHO WE ARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are special - don't ever forget it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are who u are,&lt;br /&gt;For the ever changing world.&lt;br /&gt;Please do not change ur caring nature,&lt;br /&gt;Please do not change the way you are,&lt;br /&gt;For its precious and one only to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-8463368965321238598?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8463368965321238598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=8463368965321238598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8463368965321238598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8463368965321238598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-known-speaker-started-off-his.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-4948531059019613934</id><published>2009-02-15T23:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:40:07.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As long as i'm not hurting anyone, its all right not to smile.&lt;br /&gt;She said as she lowered her head in shame and cried through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cling on coldly as i start to freeze,&lt;br /&gt;Umbrellas don't exist in this reality of never ending rain.&lt;br /&gt;To live is to fight.&lt;br /&gt;For precisely that reason, i keep them hidden away.&lt;br /&gt;My heart, my story&lt;br /&gt;Beyond your tears, that brilliance you see,&lt;br /&gt;Is the blue sky from back then reflected in a tiny window.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but i can't fly like a bird.&lt;br /&gt;The pain you feel when you hurt someone...&lt;br /&gt;i closed my eyes and wept, so i wouldn't forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A phrase to keep as going... Good job well done get better next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A phrase that stalls our progress... Why did this happen? explain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A phrase that i wana say to those i care... You are loved&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/38916128-4948531059019613934?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4948531059019613934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=4948531059019613934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/4948531059019613934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/4948531059019613934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/as-long-as-im-not-hurting-anyone-its.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-1683705592448044682</id><published>2009-02-11T13:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:44:37.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>live onwards</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wonder, is other looks really THAT important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine u marry someone who has looks and nothing else&lt;br /&gt;imagine u marry someone who has no looks but everything else&lt;br /&gt;one can only imagine, where in real life, it doesn't really apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For memories that i miss, it shall forever be etched into my heart, for thou shall not forget.&lt;br /&gt;whether bad or good, may you be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;live on, thats whats important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;When things go wrong as they sometimes will;&lt;br /&gt;     When the road you're trudging seems all uphill;&lt;br /&gt;     When the funds are low, and the debts are high&lt;br /&gt;     And you want to smile, but have to sigh;&lt;br /&gt;     When care is pressing you down a bit-&lt;br /&gt;     Rest if you must, but do not quit.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;     Success is failure turned inside out;&lt;br /&gt;     The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;&lt;br /&gt;     And you can never tell how close you are&lt;br /&gt;     It may be near when it seems so far;&lt;br /&gt;     So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit-&lt;br /&gt;     It's when things go wrong that you must not quit.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes, you may feel u are lonely.. feel free to chat&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to time, i just feel like.. entering a world of solute for it shall nt harm nt be harmed through the blaze of a thousand blades. burning in the inferno for all shall nt see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1683705592448044682?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1683705592448044682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=1683705592448044682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1683705592448044682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1683705592448044682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-i-wonder-is-other-looks.html' title='live onwards'/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-1494632747384032071</id><published>2009-02-05T11:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:28:20.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For all that i care about,&lt;br /&gt;real tears have flowed for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't really matter if the feelings were alive&lt;br /&gt;but its different, for you it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;i just wan u to live on,&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i will always be a silent angel in the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be able to help is good enough&lt;br /&gt;to be able to recieve is a blessing&lt;br /&gt;for hope shall not leave your side.&lt;br /&gt;believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i want to accept the me right now,&lt;br /&gt;and live on.&lt;br /&gt;even though i will also be hurt by those heartless glances,&lt;br /&gt;but also, i understand that at the same time gentle glances exist.&lt;br /&gt;even though its like this, i still want to be here.&lt;br /&gt;because her is, the place that i exist.&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with falling down?&lt;br /&gt;because as long as i stand up again it'll be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;if you look up at the sky after falling down,&lt;br /&gt;the blue sky is also today, stretching limitlessly and smiles at me.&lt;br /&gt;people shouldn't dwell on the past.&lt;br /&gt;its enough to try your best in all that you're doing now.&lt;br /&gt;trying hard to live on, without feelings, without tomorrow."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1494632747384032071?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1494632747384032071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=1494632747384032071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1494632747384032071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1494632747384032071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-all-that-i-care-about-real-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-7264364466016795052</id><published>2009-02-02T08:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:13:36.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, feel like giving up?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know, every baby is brought into this world by god.&lt;br /&gt;if you have a chance to compensate, wat will you do with your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;Came floating gently through the sky.&lt;br /&gt;He soared up through the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;Then drifted close enough to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I'd love to fly with you&lt;br /&gt;And sail around the way you do.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like it would be such fun&lt;br /&gt;To fly up toward the summer sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have not your graceful charm.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't wings, just these two arms.&lt;br /&gt;I've been designed to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;My human feet must touch the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then magically he spoke to me&lt;br /&gt;and told me what his wish would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "What I'd love most to do&lt;br /&gt;Is walk upon God's Earth with you,&lt;br /&gt;To squish its mud between my toes&lt;br /&gt;Or touch my finger to my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love just once to walk around&lt;br /&gt;With human feet to touch the ground,&lt;br /&gt;But I have not two legs that swing,&lt;br /&gt;I haven't arms, just these two wings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we went our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;In wonder and surprise.&lt;br /&gt;For we'd both seen God's precious gifts&lt;br /&gt;Through someone else's eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-7264364466016795052?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7264364466016795052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=7264364466016795052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7264364466016795052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7264364466016795052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-butterfly-came-floating.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-4897392832072902603</id><published>2009-01-25T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:02:17.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My duties for u are done.&lt;br /&gt;As i look back, i seen what i have done&lt;br /&gt;achieved,&lt;br /&gt;helped,&lt;br /&gt;given,&lt;br /&gt;my concern for u still burns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many have i helped,&lt;br /&gt;somehow most of them are christians =/&lt;br /&gt;pass through hard times,&lt;br /&gt;i endure and encourage,&lt;br /&gt;a toyed toy will always be there for those who needs it&lt;br /&gt;from here on i wish u happiness =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever our hands touch -&lt;br /&gt;We leave fingerprints!&lt;br /&gt;On walls, on furniture&lt;br /&gt;On doorknobs, dishes, books.&lt;br /&gt;There's no escape.&lt;br /&gt;As we touch we leave our identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I go today&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave heartprints!&lt;br /&gt;Heartprints of compassion&lt;br /&gt;Of understanding and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartprints of kindness&lt;br /&gt;And genuine concern.&lt;br /&gt;May my heart touch a lonely neighbor&lt;br /&gt;Or a runaway daughter&lt;br /&gt;Or an anxious mother&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps an aged grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send me out today&lt;br /&gt;To leave heartprints.&lt;br /&gt;And if someone should say,&lt;br /&gt;"I felt your touch,"&lt;br /&gt;May they also sense the love&lt;br /&gt;that is deep within my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-4897392832072902603?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4897392832072902603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=4897392832072902603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/4897392832072902603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/4897392832072902603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-duties-for-u-are-done.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-5809804181594947561</id><published>2009-01-23T10:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:41:43.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Life is               an opportunity, benefit from it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is beauty, admire it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is bliss, taste it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is a dream, realize it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is a challenge, meet it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is a duty, complete it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is a game, play it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is a promise, fulfill it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is sorrow, overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is a song, sing it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is a struggle, accept it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is a tragedy, confront it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is an adventure, dare it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is luck, make it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is too precious, do not destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;              Life is life, fight for it.&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mother Teresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-5809804181594947561?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5809804181594947561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=5809804181594947561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5809804181594947561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5809804181594947561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-is-opportunity-benefit-from-it.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-8276432812251112785</id><published>2009-01-22T11:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:37:50.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is love?&lt;br /&gt;What is the funny and most absurd thing about it?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know?&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about it is that there is no prior warning.&lt;br /&gt;The absurd thing is that you don't know what it's playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i give a chance,&lt;br /&gt;I always end up in wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we should afraid of are people who don't stand back up after falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, we learn alot somethings through face value, some deep in our hearts..&lt;br /&gt;Even though one sided love is hard and painful, if u feel its worth it, u will not regret&lt;br /&gt;For so much that i have endured, i have given my all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile you learn&lt;br /&gt;the subtle difference between&lt;br /&gt;holding a hand and chaining a soul&lt;br /&gt;and you learn that love doesn't mean possession&lt;br /&gt;and company doesn't mean security.&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts&lt;br /&gt;and presents aren't promises and you begin to accept&lt;br /&gt;your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead&lt;br /&gt;with the grace of an adult not the grief of a child.&lt;br /&gt;And you learn to build your roads today&lt;br /&gt;because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans&lt;br /&gt;and futures have ways of falling down in mid-flight.&lt;br /&gt;After awhile you learn that even sunshine&lt;br /&gt;burns if you get too much so you plant your&lt;br /&gt;own garden and decorate your own soul&lt;br /&gt;instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.&lt;br /&gt;And you learn that you really can endure&lt;br /&gt;that you really are strongand you really do have worth&lt;br /&gt;and you learn&lt;br /&gt;and you learn... - by Veronica A. Shoffstall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-8276432812251112785?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8276432812251112785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=8276432812251112785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8276432812251112785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8276432812251112785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-love-what-is-funny-and-most.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-4140452076906415059</id><published>2009-01-19T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:25:36.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To stop my pace, and live in the present.&lt;br /&gt;Even though there will be a day, that i will lose it,&lt;br /&gt;isn't it great that i could pass on a dream that i had to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People shouldn't dwell on the past. It's enough&lt;br /&gt;to try your best in all that you are doing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-4140452076906415059?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4140452076906415059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=4140452076906415059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/4140452076906415059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/4140452076906415059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-stop-my-pace-and-live-in-present.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-3328715142542950138</id><published>2009-01-16T08:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:37:03.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Letting go is not everything but the start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go doesn't mean to stop caring;&lt;br /&gt;It means I can't do it for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to cut myself off...&lt;br /&gt;It's the realization that I can't control another...&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to enable,&lt;br /&gt;but to allow learning from natural consequences.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is to admit powerlessness,&lt;br /&gt;which means the outcome is not in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to try and change or blame another,&lt;br /&gt;I can only change myself.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to care for, but to care about.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to judge,&lt;br /&gt;but to allow another to be a human being.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,&lt;br /&gt;but to allow others to affect their own outcomes.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to be protective,&lt;br /&gt;It is to permit another to face reality.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to deny, but to accept.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue,&lt;br /&gt;but to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,&lt;br /&gt;but to take each day as it comes and cherish the moment.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to criticize and regulate anyone,&lt;br /&gt;but to try to become what I dream I can be.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to regret the past,&lt;br /&gt;but to grow and live for the future.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is to fear less and love more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to let go is never easy even for the greatest people&lt;br /&gt;Although the sea can't cover the sun, its still able to hide the sun from us...&lt;br /&gt;Friends and family are loved ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-3328715142542950138?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3328715142542950138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=3328715142542950138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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me,&lt;br /&gt;there still exists some gentle glances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore i definitely won't run away.&lt;br /&gt;That's what i'll do. Definitely, always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-5683392771804437166?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5683392771804437166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=5683392771804437166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5683392771804437166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5683392771804437166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/even-though-i-have-been-hurt-before-by.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-3811117928277679432</id><published>2009-01-12T10:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:18:42.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only a person with a story can create resplendent art works.&lt;br /&gt;Only a person with a story can truely understand your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Only a person with a story can feel what you are feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Only a person with a story can really care for u from deep under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't forget, bury it deep in your heart&lt;br /&gt;as one of your life time stories.&lt;br /&gt;that quiet past will become a sustenance&lt;br /&gt;you must know that you can't keep looking back&lt;br /&gt;if you do, you will never improve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-3811117928277679432?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3811117928277679432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=3811117928277679432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3811117928277679432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3811117928277679432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/only-person-with-story-can-create.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-1233628755123011614</id><published>2009-01-11T15:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:44:43.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime you think that the world is against u, don be&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you think you are left alone, don be&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you feel depressed, don be&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you feel like giving up, don be&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you miss me, don be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe just joking about the last one =x&lt;br /&gt;To someone, -there are always people around u that cares for u&lt;br /&gt;in ur darkest moments,&lt;br /&gt;the unseemingly light from a candle is enough&lt;br /&gt;to light up ur life&lt;br /&gt;lead u out of darkness&lt;br /&gt;always Believe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poem for sharing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you&lt;br /&gt;When  you yell across the room&lt;br /&gt;Or call someone else a name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you&lt;br /&gt;When you say you don't want to do&lt;br /&gt;Something that you've been asked to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you&lt;br /&gt;When you take the blame quietly,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing it wasn't your fault--&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that, probably, no one understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in  you&lt;br /&gt;When you're bored and would rather be somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;Having fun&lt;br /&gt;But you buckle down and do your work anyway&lt;br /&gt;And stay in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you&lt;br /&gt;When the world around you makes bad choices--&lt;br /&gt;But you don't.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you never will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, not for what you are on the outside,&lt;br /&gt;But what you are on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you when you try,&lt;br /&gt;When  you don't try,&lt;br /&gt;When you turn the world upside down&lt;br /&gt;Or try to set it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you&lt;br /&gt;For who you were, who you are,&lt;br /&gt;And who I know that you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I see your good manners, your caring ways,&lt;br /&gt;And I think what wonderful parents you must have&lt;br /&gt;And how proud they'd be if they could see you right now.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever shame them, but live to make them proud.&lt;br /&gt;Bring them up with you before the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen you hurt, seen you care,&lt;br /&gt;Seen you stand together as a unit,&lt;br /&gt;Seen your hands:&lt;br /&gt;Your little, growing hands,&lt;br /&gt;Those hands will someday be left in charge of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Learn your lessons well.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you,&lt;br /&gt;And so do others, though you may not know it.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not hard to believe in people&lt;br /&gt;learn to trust them&lt;br /&gt;deep inside they will learn to place their trust within u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeps of depth that i fell into&lt;br /&gt;For thou shall not re surface&lt;br /&gt;Warmth shall not be re-lighten&lt;br /&gt;For all shall fade...&lt;br /&gt;With the grass and the trees and the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because i don say it out.. doesn't mean i have no feeling...&lt;br /&gt;Living life like a walking corpse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1233628755123011614?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-1952947863047379127</id><published>2009-01-09T16:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:02:07.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whats a sticky note?&lt;br /&gt;Why am i a sticky note?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sticky note is something,&lt;br /&gt;where you can take and use it at your convenience,&lt;br /&gt;and when you don't need it, you can rip it up and toss it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its easy to rip up and it doesn't stick to your hand.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't leave a mark and can be forgotten easily.&lt;br /&gt;Thus shall be that kind of sticky note boii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a poem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God to take away my pain.&lt;br /&gt;God said, No.&lt;br /&gt;'It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.&lt;br /&gt;God said, No.&lt;br /&gt;'Her spirit was whole, her body was only temporary.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God to grant me patience.&lt;br /&gt;God said, No.&lt;br /&gt;'Patience is a byproduct of tribulations; it isn't granted, it is earned.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God to give me happiness.&lt;br /&gt;God said, No.&lt;br /&gt;'I give you blessings. Happiness is up to you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God to spare me pain.&lt;br /&gt;God said, No.&lt;br /&gt;'Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and brings you closer to me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God to make my spirit grow.&lt;br /&gt;God said, No.&lt;br /&gt;'You must grow on your own, but I will prune you to make you fruitful.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;God said, No.&lt;br /&gt;'I will give you life so that you may enjoy all things.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God to help me love others, as much as he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;God said...&lt;br /&gt;'Ahhhh, finally you have the idea.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder why people hurt others can turn their backs and walk away&lt;br /&gt;while those who are right are always left aside thinking about their wrongdoings which...&lt;br /&gt; maybe nil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1952947863047379127?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1952947863047379127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=1952947863047379127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1952947863047379127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1952947863047379127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-sticky-note-why-am-i-sticky-note.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-263774386220692101</id><published>2009-01-06T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:39:28.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is precious&lt;br /&gt;treasure it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/31739.html"&gt;Happiness is always a by-product. It is probably a matter of temperament, and for anything I know it may be glandular. But it is not something that can be demanded from life, and if you are not happy you had better stop worrying about it and see what treasures you can pluck from your own brand of unhappiness.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are hard to come by&lt;br /&gt;True friends are harder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/31761.html"&gt;And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter and the sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you may get in life&lt;br /&gt;Treasure Them Well ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-263774386220692101?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/263774386220692101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=263774386220692101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/263774386220692101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/263774386220692101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-is-precious-treasure-it.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-7410258676681279807</id><published>2008-12-27T01:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:34:54.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you sometimes think that live is against you in everyway?&lt;br /&gt;What ever you do&lt;br /&gt;What ever you think&lt;br /&gt;It has never been right from the start.. perhaps i was too much of giving and lesser of taking.. perhaps i wasn't good enough.. perhaps their aims are high.. i will never know.&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes people ask why i treat ppl nicer then myself.. not being bhb but ya lols i also don know thats my nature ba =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving is always better then taking&lt;br /&gt;Once given do not wish for a return&lt;br /&gt;For you willingly give it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No regrets- thats what i always wana do.. once let go, leave it and move on.&lt;br /&gt;Although life hasn't been very fair to me, i learn that everyone has their own gifts which others may or may not wana learn or obtain that special and unique gift that each of us has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a story of what i meant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;Came floating gently through the sky.&lt;br /&gt;He soared up through the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;Then drifted close enough to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I'd love to fly with you&lt;br /&gt;And sail around the way you do.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like it would be such fun&lt;br /&gt;To fly up toward the summer sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have not your graceful charm.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't wings, just these two arms.&lt;br /&gt;I've been designed to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;My human feet must touch the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then magically he spoke to me&lt;br /&gt;and told me what his wish would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "What I'd love most to do&lt;br /&gt;Is walk upon God's Earth with you,&lt;br /&gt;To squish its mud between my toes&lt;br /&gt;Or touch my finger to my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love just once to walk around&lt;br /&gt;With human feet to touch the ground,&lt;br /&gt;But I have not two legs that swing,&lt;br /&gt;I haven't arms, just these two wings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we went our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;In wonder and surprise.&lt;br /&gt;For we'd both seen God's precious gifts&lt;br /&gt;Through someone else's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Never doubt urself, For you should be true to you, Takes great courage to stand up and fight. -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-7410258676681279807?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7410258676681279807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=7410258676681279807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7410258676681279807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7410258676681279807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-sometimes-think-that-live-is.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-7115408373579029064</id><published>2008-12-24T00:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:39:28.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today or tonight... butt is actually.. this morning haha its 12.21am my clock time =p i just came back from the screening of StarGazers which i helped to act in one of the scenes  as a crazy dancer? =x haha anyways after that i took a slow walk as i was climbing up the hill to my hse. i gazed upon the dark sky as it seems drowned by moisture. no star was visible. after a rather rough afternoon which i rather not remember and the day which has passed before, i became a cushion for relationships sadness and its bitter times. Although its natural for me since its not the first time, still it reminds me of the past and how things were never meant to be true throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patches and breakups are norm to my eyes for things that now last for less then 12hrs after a fight. i really don know how much more i can take it. o well lets just stop my ranting haha. I wana share wif u all a short story of a gift and its real meaning behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts From The Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to legend, a young man while roaming the desert came across a spring of delicious crystal-clear water. The water was so sweet he filled his leather canteen so he could bring some back to a tribal elder who had been his teacher. After a four-day journey he presented the water to the old man who took a deep drink, smiled warmly and thanked his student lavishly for the sweet water. The young man returned to his village with a happy heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, the teacher let another student taste the water. He spat it out, saying it was awful. It apparently had become stale because of the old leather container. The student challenged his teacher: "Master, the water was foul. Why did you pretend to like it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher replied, "You only tasted the water. I tasted the gift. The water was simply the container for an act of loving-kindness and nothing could be sweeter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we understand this lesson best when we receive innocent gifts of love from young children. Whether it's a ceramic tray or a macaroni bracelet, the natural and proper response is appreciation and expressed thankfulness because we love the idea within the gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude doesn't always come naturally. Unfortunately, most children and many adults value only the thing given rather than the feeling embodied in it. We should remind ourselves and teach our children about the beauty and purity of feelings and expressions of gratitude. After all, gifts from the heart are really gifts of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gift isn't based on its value&lt;br /&gt;however how many people actually notice this point? i am doubtful.&lt;br /&gt;Covers are important it can fake the real value of something.&lt;br /&gt;Covers/outer looks not important? thats what people always says but in their hearts which doesn't really mind it?&lt;br /&gt;A nice person doesn't necessarily be Tall and good looking?&lt;br /&gt;A bad person doesn't necessarily be Short and Fat looking?&lt;br /&gt;This judgement will destroy our bonds that we may have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The ship in the rain would never see the horizon that approaches-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is beauty, admire it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is bliss, taste it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a dream, realize it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a challenge, meet it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a duty, complete it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a game, play it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a promise, fulfill it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is sorrow, overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a song, sing it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a struggle, accept it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a tragedy, confront it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is an adventure, dare it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is luck, make it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is too precious, do not destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is life, fight for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of these rings a bell in ur head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be kind to others nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;For i weathered much more then what you could ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-7115408373579029064?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7115408373579029064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=7115408373579029064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7115408373579029064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7115408373579029064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-or-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-2994068277991592891</id><published>2008-12-19T19:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:01:44.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little girl live with her parents on a mountain,&lt;br /&gt;she and her parents picked ginseng for a living.&lt;br /&gt;she didn't have any friends.&lt;br /&gt;so she can only play with the deers and little rabbits.&lt;br /&gt;then one day&lt;br /&gt;A little boy wearing a green coat....&lt;br /&gt;This is a story about Xiao hong and Xiao lu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Hong and Xiao Lu play together everyday&lt;br /&gt;And they became best friends.&lt;br /&gt;They each cut a piece of their clothes&lt;br /&gt;Buried it in the dirt and water it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that it will grow into another Xiao Hong and Xiao Lu&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Hong's parents knows that Xiao Hong plays with a little boy wearing a green coat everyday.&lt;br /&gt;They got suspicious, so when Xiao Lu didn't notice, they told Xiao Hong to Tie a string on Xiao Lu's clothes.&lt;br /&gt;After it got dark, Xiao Hong's parents followed the string and found out that Xiao Lu is a thousand year old ginseng.&lt;br /&gt;So they pick Xiao Lu up with it's roots and sold it for a good price.&lt;br /&gt;Since then, Xiao Hong's family became wealthy.&lt;br /&gt;But Xiao Hong will never be happy...&lt;br /&gt;Beacuse she lost her best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-2994068277991592891?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2994068277991592891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>If the limit of love is ten thousand years,&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my best to let it continue forever,&lt;br /&gt;If a moment can become forever,&lt;br /&gt;i am willing to abandon everything to be by your side,&lt;br /&gt;too many separations and farewells,&lt;br /&gt;are seemingly at hand,&lt;br /&gt;Countless people and bystanders that are dangerous,&lt;br /&gt;right now i miss your confidence,&lt;br /&gt;this promise i make will never change&lt;br /&gt;for the love are form by petals of blood&lt;br /&gt;after countless hardships,&lt;br /&gt;i will try my best to let it continue forever&lt;br /&gt;to make it last forever and stay by your side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-8865992512059196887?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-8569935994686670676</id><published>2008-12-12T13:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:06:04.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I find it tough too;&lt;br /&gt;to let go to move on&lt;br /&gt;to carve a new path to seek a new route&lt;br /&gt;this sea is too broad, like the endless horizons&lt;br /&gt;and i so faint at one far end&lt;br /&gt;on the sands i saw your footprints,&lt;br /&gt;then you must have been here to look for me,&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;till i see you once more&lt;br /&gt;thats when i learn to walk again&lt;br /&gt;without feeling so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dedicated from someone to someone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-8569935994686670676?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-1686688442810491548</id><published>2008-12-11T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:30:00.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If two cannot unite, both will weep&lt;br /&gt;The plum flower remains the same, yet the wood has a change of heart.&lt;br /&gt;Rides unbridled, whips the horse to hasten it.&lt;br /&gt;With friends apart, but they still share the same moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only appear grand infront of others, but who can see the loneliness in me?&lt;br /&gt;although i am standing here in the vague lights,&lt;br /&gt;but my heart is already like the grass and wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, from the riddle you saw the sigh of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I asked you, how did you solve my riddle?&lt;br /&gt;You said that you could see the secret from the bottom of my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1686688442810491548?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1686688442810491548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=1686688442810491548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1686688442810491548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1686688442810491548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-two-cannot-unite-both-will-weep-plum.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-8909761361322966842</id><published>2008-11-06T10:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:57:47.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is a family?&lt;br /&gt;what does it really mean to u in ur heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One that never experience such hurt would never understand.&lt;br /&gt;For being love you wouldn't expect anything in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy urself is all that i can say.. for the time spent together,&lt;br /&gt;have given u everything, love and care,&lt;br /&gt;although it was all a joke in the end,&lt;br /&gt;its still crafted like a doll deep down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you as fine as u are,&lt;br /&gt;i would feel happy for u when ever where ever u are,&lt;br /&gt;although it may just be a fling on ur part&lt;br /&gt;its fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no human would nt feel love and despair,&lt;br /&gt;how did he feel when u left&lt;br /&gt;do you really think that he would be alright?&lt;br /&gt;smiling as you ur shadow gaze upon him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;why didn't you realise it sooner&lt;br /&gt;whenever u see me i would be smiling&lt;br /&gt;whenever u see me i would be happy&lt;br /&gt;even the simplest thing can make me smile for hours&lt;br /&gt;saying that one doesn't mind&lt;br /&gt;there isn't a human like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to open a closed door deep down..&lt;br /&gt;is to watch the sunrise of a new year together..&lt;br /&gt;for the warmth would treasure u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loss and hardship.. its useless to just think about them..&lt;br /&gt;it just that as much as someone think i may be a fool,&lt;br /&gt;as much as someone may think that its worth to trick someone,&lt;br /&gt;would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i really wanted is to make and see the people around me happy and smiling..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-8909761361322966842?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8909761361322966842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=8909761361322966842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8909761361322966842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8909761361322966842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-family-what-does-it-really-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-7655286235299469474</id><published>2008-10-22T09:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:37:22.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the 2nd week of sch.. its been fun and also stressful haha.. sadly one of my lecturer is leaving SP for her future work life.. i wish her all the best ^^ its been fun having u around and hope that you would come back to SP from time to time have a chat with us =D apart from that.. someone has been bugging me to blog haha so here i am =/ although now i am in class haha having break o.0! below is a song that i like.. i actually heard the chinese version but this is the original jap version translated into english. song titled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;-"i am here waiting for u" or sth like that haha. i find that the lyrics are meaningful thats why i am sharing with you guys and gals ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby boy,  I’m here, I won’t go anywhere, I’ll be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;  You know  dat I love you, and that’s why you don’t need to worry&lt;br /&gt;  No matter  how far apart we are, my love won’t change&lt;br /&gt;You know  what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting  for you (waiting for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, so  clumsy, and you, far away&lt;br /&gt;          With me still unable to tell you how I felt, you went away&lt;br /&gt;          Now you  remain only in my album&lt;br /&gt;          These days  we can only meet via the airwaves, but I can’t see your smile&lt;br /&gt;          Your  warmth, the smell of your hair; as the days went by&lt;br /&gt;          My thirst  for you was unquenched, and I searched desperately for a trace of you&lt;br /&gt;          On the road  I often walked down with you, the only sound now was my footsteps&lt;br /&gt;          But enough  of that, how are you? Are you eating properly?&lt;br /&gt;          Dammit, I  just can’t say it&lt;br /&gt;          I’ll send  you another letter from me soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby boy,  I’m here, I won’t go anywhere, I’ll be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;  You know  dat I love you, and that’s why you don’t need to worry&lt;br /&gt;  No matter  how far apart we are, my love won’t change&lt;br /&gt;          You know  what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;          I’m waiting  for you (waiting for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw you  on the sand dunes in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kamakura%2C_Kanagawa" target="_blank"&gt;Kamakura&lt;/a&gt;;  the words I wanted to say were swallowed up in the waves&lt;br /&gt;  This is  really painful; I’m a guy…so why won’t the words come?&lt;br /&gt;          Do you remember?  When I was at karaoke with you&lt;br /&gt;          The words to  the song I picked were on the screen&lt;br /&gt;          The truth  was, I wanted to tell you&lt;br /&gt;          The day we  got together, just the two of us, for the first time&lt;br /&gt;          We played  around like we met by chance&lt;br /&gt;          I wanted to  say “I can’t forget your smile”&lt;br /&gt;          But I got  pretty off-topic, huh? You get what I want to say, right?&lt;br /&gt;          Shit, I’ve  run out of space to write&lt;br /&gt;          Sorry, next  time I’ll definitely send it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby boy,  I’m here, I won’t go anywhere, I’ll be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;  You know  dat I love you, and that’s why you don’t need to worry&lt;br /&gt;  No matter  how far apart we are, my love won’t change&lt;br /&gt;          You know  what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;          I’m waiting  for you (waiting for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I was  richer, if I had a more serious job&lt;br /&gt;  If I’d been  able to suffer through everything, I know I could…&lt;br /&gt;  But please,  don’t get the wrong idea, I don’t want to make you lonely, but&lt;br /&gt;  I’m busy so  I can’t really talk, but&lt;br /&gt;          Baby  believe kore wa all for our future&lt;br /&gt;          But to be  honest, I want to see you right now, I want to hold you right now&lt;br /&gt;          Now there’s  nobody sitting in that seat where you used to sit next to me…&lt;br /&gt;          Well,  that’s no biggie, that wasn’t what I wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;It’s probably too late, but I’ll pour out the words I’ve been wanting to say all this time, and send it to you, my unsent letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby girl,  I’m here, I won’t go anywhere, I’ll be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;  You know  dat I love you, and that’s why you don’t need to worry&lt;br /&gt;  No matter  how far apart we are, my love won’t change&lt;br /&gt;          You know  what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;          I’m waiting  for you (waiting for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby boy,  I’m here, I won’t go anywhere, I’ll be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;  You know I  love you, and that’s why you don’t need to worry&lt;br /&gt;  No matter  how far apart we are, my love won’t change&lt;br /&gt;          Now I can  come out and say it&lt;br /&gt;          I don't eva  wanna let you go&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/38916128-7655286235299469474?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7655286235299469474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=7655286235299469474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7655286235299469474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7655286235299469474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-2nd-week-of-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-5668281839192049942</id><published>2008-09-25T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:50:44.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One day my friend intro-ed this song to me...although i am not a chirstian but i find this song lyrics ... lets say... touched the bottom of my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;A lonely road, crossed another cold state line&lt;br /&gt;Miles away from those I love&lt;br /&gt;Purpose hard to find&lt;br /&gt;While I recall all the words you spoke to me&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but wish that I was there&lt;br /&gt;Back where I'd love to be, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God the only thing I ask of you&lt;br /&gt;Is to hold her when I'm not around&lt;br /&gt;When I'm much too far away&lt;br /&gt;We all need that person who can be true to you&lt;br /&gt;But I left her when I found her&lt;br /&gt;And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you again, oh no&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing here for me on this barren road&lt;br /&gt;There's no one here while the city sleeps&lt;br /&gt;And all the shops are closed&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but think of the times I've had with you&lt;br /&gt;Pictures and some memories will have to help me through, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God the only thing I ask of you is&lt;br /&gt;To hold her when I'm not around,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm much too far away&lt;br /&gt;We all need that person who can be true to you&lt;br /&gt;I left her when I found her&lt;br /&gt;And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you again oh no&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some search, never finding a way&lt;br /&gt;Before long, they waste away&lt;br /&gt;I found you, something told me to stay&lt;br /&gt;I gave in, to selfish ways&lt;br /&gt;And how I miss someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;When hope begins to fade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lonely road, crossed another cold state line&lt;br /&gt;Miles away from those I love&lt;br /&gt;Hope is hard to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God the only thing I ask of you is&lt;br /&gt;To hold her when I'm not around,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm much too far away&lt;br /&gt;We all need the person who can be true to you&lt;br /&gt;I left her when I found her&lt;br /&gt;And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you again oh no&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i just recieved my notice about my results haha for the first sem &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la nt as bad as i feared.. at least managed to maintain close to 3.5 sem average GPA&lt;br /&gt;will work harder !!!! jy to all my friends too ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-5668281839192049942?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5668281839192049942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=5668281839192049942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5668281839192049942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5668281839192049942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-day-my-friend-intro-ed-this-song-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-3999754262880368031</id><published>2008-08-26T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:24:43.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh finally holiday XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week of holiday was terror lol gt 2 test and went to pulau ubin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la since i couldn't ride the bike so well i decided to walk on that day but still i manage to catch up to them and also took a few nice pictures along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/29854090@N05/ &lt;&lt; my small photo gallery haha some photos that i uploaded may nt be as good as others but ya... slowly.. it makes perfection ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-3999754262880368031?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3999754262880368031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=3999754262880368031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3999754262880368031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3999754262880368031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-finally-holiday-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-5704463069532741163</id><published>2008-08-06T07:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T07:47:29.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;.&gt; wana say tired? ... cannot&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&gt; wana say stress? ... cannot&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&gt; wat can i say? ... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i going nuts haha sometimes kids are the best people to be with. their innocence would just make you find them cute. Wheres my point of view? do you even bother? sometimes u just wash it away so simply. i got nth to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JY those doing nec hahaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-5704463069532741163?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5704463069532741163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=5704463069532741163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5704463069532741163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5704463069532741163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-4642103779143908400</id><published>2008-07-30T07:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T07:49:07.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whatever i did for that fateful day why does everyone think its wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Learn to find the merit in people other than finding faults...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel like theres a big barrier inbetween us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your single expression could be the change of all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-4642103779143908400?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4642103779143908400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=4642103779143908400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/4642103779143908400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/4642103779143908400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/whatever-i-did-for-that-fateful-day-why.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-3647430384861649639</id><published>2008-07-29T10:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:11:03.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scolding and all sorts related are not always correct.. while having not to think of such consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Words hurt feelings hurt more&lt;br /&gt;friends don treat you like one&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;a pure feeling would just spread like angel wings to protect those he cares about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs encouragement,&lt;br /&gt;But why do we often hesitate to shower compliments&lt;br /&gt;in every child theres a good and bad side&lt;br /&gt;Sound out to the angel within&lt;br /&gt;and the best qualities will surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resources used wrongly will become waste,&lt;br /&gt;Waste used correctly can become resources.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciation is a powerful force.&lt;br /&gt;From a single word of encouragement would change the life of a person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-3647430384861649639?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3647430384861649639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=3647430384861649639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3647430384861649639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3647430384861649639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/scolding-and-all-sorts-related-are-not.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-6420237174018693495</id><published>2008-07-27T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:53:25.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally done my NDP video haha looks not bad except for some parts need to edit.. wait for mediacorp give us close up of the show.. tiredddddddd &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well haha heard mao, KA, Ray, Faith had fun today haha although it rained but... shower of joy eh? lols =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always look at the bright side of life wor my friends ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather is not very good these days,&lt;br /&gt;take care of urselves k? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-6420237174018693495?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6420237174018693495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=6420237174018693495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6420237174018693495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6420237174018693495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-done-my-ndp-video-haha-looks.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-1864397336454103882</id><published>2008-07-27T10:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T11:19:28.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May you have the best of times in the event that i known u...&lt;br /&gt;just yearning for rememberence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some words don have to be said,&lt;br /&gt;to be communicated;&lt;br /&gt;because they used their hearts,&lt;br /&gt;to listen to their needs;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is the hardest to endure&lt;br /&gt;Letting it tick&lt;br /&gt;Letting it move&lt;br /&gt;Only to look back&lt;br /&gt;and say..&lt;br /&gt;Its History.&lt;br /&gt;you don know how much tears,&lt;br /&gt;you don know how much given,&lt;br /&gt;you will never know how i feel;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1864397336454103882?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1864397336454103882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=1864397336454103882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1864397336454103882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1864397336454103882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/may-you-have-best-of-times-in-event.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-1445360243435917618</id><published>2008-07-26T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:23:39.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday tml~ o well didn't go for NDP today haha holiday from NDP&lt;br /&gt;finally can rest~&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from grandma house help her fixed her lights haha its a tiring job o.o~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope my friends tml have the best of times ^_^ though i couldn't be there my heart shall follow haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy ^^&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can love someone her points would be 100&lt;br /&gt;When you can't love her anymore her points would be 0&lt;br /&gt;When will it ever be balanced?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1445360243435917618?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1445360243435917618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=1445360243435917618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1445360243435917618'/><link rel='self' 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fun today think u still singing ur lungs out =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day has not pass since i missed u. i would hold u close and not let u go if possible ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-6364876253662192486?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6364876253662192486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=6364876253662192486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6364876253662192486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6364876253662192486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-was-my-friend-samantha-bday-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-8656408478944794564</id><published>2008-07-13T10:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:03:37.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so bored &gt;.&gt; just came back from ndp ytd tired haha but it was fun the kids are so high!!! the fireworks fire like water haha u guys should have seen it =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since ur hands, mine has lingered&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-8656408478944794564?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8656408478944794564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=8656408478944794564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8656408478944794564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8656408478944794564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-bored.html' 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Last week stayed back a few days to help out in the training of the freshmen for bowlers. ok la quite fun but i tink some are scared of me cause i call them by their names =x&lt;br /&gt;i am kind and patient =x wahahahaha~ k la don crap liao now in class later teacher catch me i die =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am like an empty vessel waiting for the rough seas of wrath to tip me over. i am like an empty bottle floating in the never ending stream&lt;br /&gt;please don change for i won't know how to react.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;To love is to give up things that you love most.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-648628307914301271?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-23665085557538138</id><published>2008-04-26T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:19:12.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;SLOW DANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever watched kids  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a  merry-go-round?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or listened to  the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slapping on the  ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever followed a  butterfly's erratic flight? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Or gazed at the sun  into the fading night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better slow  down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so  fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is  short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music won't  last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you run through each day  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times  New  Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you ask How  are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear the  reply?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day is  done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you lie in  your bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the next  hundred chores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running through  your head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow  down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so  fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is  short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music won't  last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever told your child,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it  tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in your  haste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not see his  sorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever lost  touch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let a good  friendship die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never  had time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To call and  say,'Hi'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow  down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so  fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is  short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music won't  last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you run so  fast to get somewhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You miss half the  fun of getting there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you worry  and hurry through your day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like an  unopened gift....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrown  away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not a  race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do take it  slower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the  music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the song  is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;read it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;think about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/38916128-23665085557538138?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/23665085557538138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=23665085557538138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/23665085557538138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/23665085557538138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/04/slow-dance-have-you-ever-watched-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-6101964478694687909</id><published>2008-04-09T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T12:20:46.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time no post liao haha was busy wif stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be a long and tiring year for me T.T o well jia you! to all my friends and me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is not being able to reject&lt;br /&gt;love is not being able to protect&lt;br /&gt;love is not being able to attain freedom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-6101964478694687909?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6101964478694687909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=6101964478694687909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6101964478694687909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6101964478694687909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/04/long-time-no-post-liao-haha-was-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-4071831806701435273</id><published>2008-03-19T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T20:44:34.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if my star falls&lt;br /&gt;will you be the one to catch it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the sky falls&lt;br /&gt;will anyone be of help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls don lose our friendship for it hurts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-4071831806701435273?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4071831806701435273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=4071831806701435273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/4071831806701435273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/4071831806701435273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-my-star-falls-will-you-be-one-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-7390629763960813658</id><published>2008-03-05T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T23:09:15.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On a beach by the sky&lt;br /&gt;Down a path between the stars&lt;br /&gt;Kindred flowers perfume&lt;br /&gt;A heart in search of dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born to amuse the angels&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of summer&lt;br /&gt;Ten hours before fall&lt;br /&gt;On this loveliest of days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare you loose yourself&lt;br /&gt;To drown in my sacred pool&lt;br /&gt;As the world falls down&lt;br /&gt;A troubling heaven awakes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-7390629763960813658?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7390629763960813658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=7390629763960813658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7390629763960813658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7390629763960813658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-beach-by-sky-down-path-between-stars.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-3470805859294245963</id><published>2008-02-29T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T19:47:37.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the fact i will be comforted&lt;br /&gt;just by having you by my side&lt;br /&gt;you quietly taught me that, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;now that we have lost our wings,&lt;br /&gt;the moon's melody continues to fall on our backs&lt;br /&gt;as we gaze up at the ever shining stars&lt;br /&gt;continue to believe&lt;br /&gt;not to let go of our hands yesterday&lt;br /&gt;only to have the moon watches over our sleep&lt;br /&gt;silently watching over u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-3470805859294245963?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3470805859294245963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=3470805859294245963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3470805859294245963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3470805859294245963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/fact-i-will-be-comforted-just-by-having.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-7206750934280041709</id><published>2008-02-24T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:29:23.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Love is a symbol of eternity.  It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes is not that i don wana understand u but we our selves have to be conscious of our own. not everything i can abide by what you say .   its just that sometimes its to much for me to handle. but of course i do value our friendship =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-7206750934280041709?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7206750934280041709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=7206750934280041709' title='0 Comments'/><link 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things i don wana share&lt;br /&gt;thats why i tink too deep&lt;br /&gt;can't blame it on feelings&lt;br /&gt;as its not at fault&lt;br /&gt;can't blame it on people&lt;br /&gt;as their not at fault&lt;br /&gt;who else is there&lt;br /&gt;but myself..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-940093330616658520?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/940093330616658520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=940093330616658520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/940093330616658520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/940093330616658520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/there-are-things-i-don-wana-lose-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-600015502974153234</id><published>2008-02-14T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T14:15:23.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don know where u stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~lost~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-600015502974153234?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/600015502974153234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=600015502974153234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/600015502974153234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/600015502974153234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-don-know-where-u-stand-i-don-know.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-973855774864389388</id><published>2008-02-10T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:39:26.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will not drag this on&lt;br /&gt;i will not let this continue&lt;br /&gt;for i know its impossible to attain&lt;br /&gt;when tomorrow comes, your tears will dry&lt;br /&gt;your heart will follow colour&lt;br /&gt;for you with your faint smile&lt;br /&gt;whenever you need me i am here&lt;br /&gt;the full moon will wash away your facade&lt;br /&gt;my song with its red words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never be infront of you in true form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-973855774864389388?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/973855774864389388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=973855774864389388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/973855774864389388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/973855774864389388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-will-not-drag-this-on-i-will-not-let.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-2592002754661726159</id><published>2008-02-09T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:18:24.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd day of chinese new year? o.o haha hope everyone enjoyed it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep into the snow it stays ... numbed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-2592002754661726159?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2592002754661726159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>words won't be broken what is said&lt;br /&gt;love is free&lt;br /&gt;but you must be happy&lt;br /&gt;thats the only condition behind its curtains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are not wrong ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings buried deep down&lt;br /&gt;back into the chest in which it dwells&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-5682964811172234112?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5682964811172234112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=5682964811172234112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5682964811172234112'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-3148360365407902364?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3148360365407902364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=3148360365407902364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3148360365407902364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3148360365407902364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-want-you-to-be-happy-thats-all.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-1946909148438992262</id><published>2008-02-02T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T09:45:52.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jealousy?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantasy?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i try to be unconcerned but it still affects me on the inside ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1946909148438992262?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1946909148438992262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>somethings are just too far for one to reach&lt;br /&gt;somethings are just too close without one noticing&lt;br /&gt;somethings are just too near that one misses&lt;br /&gt;somethings are just not to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are always things that you wan yet can't achieve&lt;br /&gt;there are always things that you wan yet can't get&lt;br /&gt;there are always things that you wan yet don know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be urself&lt;br /&gt;which i have been&lt;br /&gt;letting go of some precious moments&lt;br /&gt;giving happiness to others with my blessing&lt;br /&gt;leaving nothing behind me, giving all away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-7518524404774370442?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-5881353094738051608</id><published>2008-01-28T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:10:44.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you can throw&lt;br /&gt;you can kick&lt;br /&gt;you can tease&lt;br /&gt;you can step&lt;br /&gt;you can squash&lt;br /&gt;you can play&lt;br /&gt;you can bully&lt;br /&gt;basically you can do anything u wan&lt;br /&gt;for its only an object for leisure ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish my classmates all the best for tml's webp test!!! good luck!! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-5881353094738051608?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-1035861804751309947</id><published>2008-01-25T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T16:30:41.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a pig.&lt;br /&gt;a Very cute Pig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1035861804751309947?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1035861804751309947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=1035861804751309947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1035861804751309947'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-8731594655489120018</id><published>2008-01-24T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T23:06:00.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moving on without regrets&lt;br /&gt;protecting those close to you&lt;br /&gt;loving them as your friends&lt;br /&gt;lending a helping hand when needed&lt;br /&gt;not taking any back in return&lt;br /&gt;this is what i became&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made me who i am today&lt;br /&gt;*~Thank You~*&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;-Me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although many have made me inferior&lt;br /&gt;although many have made me not worth&lt;br /&gt;although many have made me shed crystals&lt;br /&gt;although many have made me go through many&lt;br /&gt;standing alone in blizzard winds&lt;br /&gt;never will sunlight light up the inner self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-8731594655489120018?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8731594655489120018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=8731594655489120018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8731594655489120018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8731594655489120018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/moving-on-without-regrets-protecting.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-105732593459272516</id><published>2008-01-24T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T14:58:05.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u can say anything&lt;br /&gt;u can say everything&lt;br /&gt;u can do anything&lt;br /&gt;u can do everything&lt;br /&gt;u can think anything&lt;br /&gt;u can think everything&lt;br /&gt;only that i would not concur&lt;br /&gt;no looks no talent no fun&lt;br /&gt;is what u mean and say&lt;br /&gt;endless giving for no rewards..&lt;br /&gt;for eternitee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Good luck to all those having exams =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-105732593459272516?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/105732593459272516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=105732593459272516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/105732593459272516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/105732593459272516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/u-can-say-anything-u-can-say-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-389103922660744818</id><published>2008-01-23T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:59:12.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>inside is hard to know&lt;br /&gt;outsides does not show&lt;br /&gt;what i mean u wouldn't know&lt;br /&gt;deepening abyss of thoughts&lt;br /&gt;overflows without bounds&lt;br /&gt;as u smile&lt;br /&gt;the soil around me piles up&lt;br /&gt;till i never see u again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy~ &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes is so hard to know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-389103922660744818?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/389103922660744818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=389103922660744818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/389103922660744818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/389103922660744818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/inside-is-hard-to-know-outsides-does.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-1828168961203156764</id><published>2008-01-21T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T14:26:02.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should keep reminding myself !&lt;br /&gt;that what i know&lt;br /&gt;what i see&lt;br /&gt;what u mean&lt;br /&gt;is not always the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1828168961203156764?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1828168961203156764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes when i don meant it one way&lt;br /&gt;it oftens happen the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since when did i turn numb i don know&lt;br /&gt;my concern for u is pure&lt;br /&gt;silence of the night&lt;br /&gt;as stars shine in the sky&lt;br /&gt;my heart drizzle..&lt;br /&gt;forever shall ur existence stay within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry abt today though i know its not u who i have to say to. i said already..&lt;br /&gt;i bid u a lovely night =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-828747299221046375?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/828747299221046375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes when one don wana know one just know it&lt;br /&gt;try not to get jealous as it will only lead to suspicion and pain&lt;br /&gt;being secluded or choosing the path of solitude&lt;br /&gt;compressed feelings and closing of the heart&lt;br /&gt;pierced by millions progressing as time pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its an art&lt;br /&gt;to feel yet not to show&lt;br /&gt;to speak yet not the unhurting&lt;br /&gt;never revealing&lt;br /&gt;silently caring&lt;br /&gt;silently listening&lt;br /&gt;silently protecting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still deciding if i wana go for the course its ex of course T.T o well wait after my test finish first tml not sure if going out study not see first ba not really the type who can study at home haha abit tired though through all that i been through this few days but still i am myself =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1247219435241808355?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1247219435241808355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=1247219435241808355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1247219435241808355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1247219435241808355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/sometimes-when-one-don-wana-know-one.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-1644347885928290814</id><published>2008-01-19T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T09:26:41.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes is not that i wana act this way&lt;br /&gt;is all because of my feelings to protect&lt;br /&gt;although it seems i don have a mind of my own&lt;br /&gt;somethings hurts more than what it seems&lt;br /&gt;giving way to u is just my nature&lt;br /&gt;letting u choose ur path is my choice&lt;br /&gt;never has it been a choice of mine&lt;br /&gt;only to see u joyful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just updated oops website at 2am + haha well is not that i stayed till so late i just slept from 11 to 2 than woke up did work till abt 7.30 and slept till 8.40 haha nvm its not important anyways =)&lt;br /&gt;i wish my friends all the best for the coming exams hope we all do well ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1644347885928290814?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1644347885928290814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=1644347885928290814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;(._.)&lt;br /&gt;(n n).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-8527916998724208785?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8527916998724208785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=8527916998724208785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8527916998724208785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8527916998724208785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/be-happy-ok-cause-in-your-memories.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-7101081359668733741</id><published>2008-01-15T07:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T07:29:48.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How many forms can love take out there in the world?&lt;br /&gt;we all live with our own burdens to bear.&lt;br /&gt;as family, friends and comrades, all sought the same goal.&lt;br /&gt;because of their support, i was made into who i am today.&lt;br /&gt;Now i can finally see that i was living oblivious to&lt;br /&gt;the important things that had always been right next to me.&lt;br /&gt;None of us were born to live alone.&lt;br /&gt;And so, since we are fortunate enough to exist in this world,&lt;br /&gt;if everybody has to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;until then, i want to fill your days with smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only smiles =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-7101081359668733741?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7101081359668733741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=7101081359668733741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7101081359668733741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7101081359668733741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-many-forms-can-love-take-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-3860665535903824523</id><published>2008-01-14T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:29:28.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>你给的体温&lt;br /&gt;幸福的气氛&lt;br /&gt;他在你身边&lt;br /&gt;睡得好安稳&lt;br /&gt;是你太残忍&lt;br /&gt;还是我太笨&lt;br /&gt;这样的容忍&lt;br /&gt;有点太牺牲&lt;br /&gt;不习惯你的眼神&lt;br /&gt;在风中不安的变冷&lt;br /&gt;离开的时候是过程&lt;br /&gt;我为爱狂奔&lt;br /&gt;每次当爱从心痛启&lt;br /&gt;我明白等待背后是伤痕&lt;br /&gt;为了一个人&lt;br /&gt;每夜不熄灯&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人爱得透彻&lt;br /&gt;忘不了爱走过的旅程&lt;br /&gt;我依然相信幸福的可能&lt;br /&gt;只有一个人&lt;br /&gt;我愿意去等&lt;br /&gt;在离开了以后&lt;br /&gt;还会心疼&lt;br /&gt;她给的拥抱&lt;br /&gt;幸福的气氛&lt;br /&gt;你在他身边&lt;br /&gt;笑得好天真&lt;br /&gt;是我爱太深&lt;br /&gt;还是太单纯&lt;br /&gt;这样的转身&lt;br /&gt;有点太牺牲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wana tell u .. i understand&lt;br /&gt;and today i bowled until my skin tear ! lol pain &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt; o well haha tc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-3860665535903824523?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3860665535903824523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=3860665535903824523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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go is all he can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letting go and leaving the best&lt;br /&gt;hurting himself over again&lt;br /&gt;what he does best...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1258346278592024163?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1258346278592024163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=1258346278592024163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1258346278592024163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1258346278592024163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/being-through-and-letting-it-slide-one.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-5910862738466215479</id><published>2008-01-04T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T09:18:43.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kaii Kaii very hardworking wor. always do assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T she never tell me her bloggie T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-5910862738466215479?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-6707079934893619834</id><published>2008-01-03T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T12:03:07.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>T.T flood of assignment haha don know if i can survive.. will miss my friends those who are close to me is what are important. i don wana separate i hope we will remain in contact haha. jiayou guys in all our assignment and test ^^ i wana try to help my friends as much as i can but theres an extend to the amount i can help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u will do well in IA de have faith =)&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;under wraps of the deep blue sky..&lt;br /&gt;keeping itself under shadows of darkness&lt;br /&gt;forever lying there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the best thing that has happen to my world&lt;div 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-268005249046147879?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/268005249046147879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=268005249046147879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/268005249046147879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/268005249046147879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/ya.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-3895800303119240222</id><published>2008-01-03T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T11:56:02.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stop being so clever la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-3895800303119240222?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3895800303119240222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=3895800303119240222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3895800303119240222'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-4929070989358915758</id><published>2007-12-29T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T08:59:27.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>really left 3 weeks?!?! sianz need separate from class. some say will miss me but nonetheless i also do we been such good friends for the past year its sad that we can't be together .. but i still wish and hope that our friendship will last throughout my life.. esp..&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethings you know for it to be a fact&lt;br /&gt;but you would still try to deny it&lt;br /&gt;for which you think you are right&lt;br /&gt;being yourself and thinking for yourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has never been a smooth journey&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless not giving up is one positive traits&lt;br /&gt;dragging the history and embracing the future =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-4929070989358915758?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4929070989358915758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=4929070989358915758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/4929070989358915758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/4929070989358915758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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but still i will give my best for the day ^^&lt;br /&gt;you can't hesitate when the time comes when you have to give it all you've got.&lt;br /&gt;protecting you for time that may wash away our memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i go on..&lt;br /&gt;neva been good in rela....&lt;br /&gt;shatter glass bits..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-7196755835391018811?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7196755835391018811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=7196755835391018811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misguided this christmas? or only for the new year..&lt;br /&gt;things that you don wan it to happen.. the more it will happen =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-3055039235202983888?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3055039235202983888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=3055039235202983888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3055039235202983888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/3055039235202983888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-who-i-am-what-happen-in-past-will.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-6400884598619140526</id><published>2007-12-25T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:21:48.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as much as it may hurt&lt;br /&gt;endure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as it may disturb&lt;br /&gt;ignore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as meaningful as it may seem&lt;br /&gt;listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as void as a cold wall&lt;br /&gt;encourage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as feelings are stoned&lt;br /&gt;numb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-6400884598619140526?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6400884598619140526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=6400884598619140526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6400884598619140526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6400884598619140526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/as-much-as-it-may-hurt-endure-as-much.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-5313708071602696010</id><published>2007-12-24T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:36:06.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today went to my friend's church mates Christmas gathering haha at first reach there abit blur cause all i don know except for my friend but they were quite friendly and we introduced ourselves. i am actually impressed that some of them actually remembered my name throughout the whole event! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite fun overall and thanks both hy and nut nut for the presents ^^ *hugs good to know both of you haha we did ice breaking got sanpan.. lighthouse! haha i became a boat and swim around &gt;.&lt; than dress up christmas tree we won the most relax team cause we sat on the ground to do LOL.&lt;br /&gt;ok la haha my first christmas celebration in 17 years =D FUN! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry christmas to you all ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually letting it loose is not a bad idea .. no point thinking so much rite haha. if theres a path where people are destined to meet they will naturally cross paths =p this is what i read from a part of the bible? not so sure cause when i read it below got write from which chap lol i wish you all the best in the up coming year =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a toy&lt;br /&gt;played and discarded&lt;br /&gt;thats just a destiny&lt;br /&gt;giving itself up&lt;br /&gt;for other's happiness&lt;br /&gt;never being remembered..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-5313708071602696010?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5313708071602696010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=5313708071602696010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5313708071602696010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5313708071602696010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-went-to-my-friends-church-mates.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-7461771015299830770</id><published>2007-12-21T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T12:21:45.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>even though sometimes it may not be me but it all ends up to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i don know why i love to be of service to people like my friends. in bbq i always want to be the one cooking =/ than can serve them haha i feel happy? its fun for me and i enjoy it lots ^^&lt;br /&gt;o well although too much is not as good i am fortunate to have such enjoyable friends. i thank god for that =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when i read the bible it gives me an interesting view on things .. which in turn i learn more haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-7461771015299830770?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7461771015299830770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=7461771015299830770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7461771015299830770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/7461771015299830770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/even-though-sometimes-it-may-not-be-me.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-5453530957688487314</id><published>2007-12-21T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:45:42.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today woke up late for meeting &gt;.&lt; haha than rush out of house forgetting my script to draw storyboards .. o well sometimes i am so blur .. had a fun afternoon haha than came back home at 4+ abit tired these few days never slept early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is 5 days away! Joy to you all ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have lots of fun =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-5453530957688487314?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5453530957688487314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=5453530957688487314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5453530957688487314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5453530957688487314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-woke-up-late-for-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-8155917617685055237</id><published>2007-12-17T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T23:45:56.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh! haha today i tried making a rubik cube turning meaning solving it in 3d haha but its animation has a lot of errors &gt;.&lt; i only manage to do a 10second fast one in like 1 hour haha. o well tml must complete my 3d assignment 2 !! i still find my chars cute haha we shall see the end product maybe i will upload it here ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving up is not found in our dictionary&lt;br /&gt;nothing is impossible if we work together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-8155917617685055237?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8155917617685055237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=8155917617685055237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8155917617685055237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/8155917617685055237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/argh-haha-today-i-tried-making-rubik.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-997370728576208972</id><published>2007-12-17T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T08:29:45.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol.. whenever u are like this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a thousand knives daggered into silence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will never know unless i say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-997370728576208972?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-6974689115178714285</id><published>2007-12-16T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:56:49.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heart being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;transcendent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings become translucent&lt;br /&gt;body becomes transparent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what matters is not what happens&lt;br /&gt;is what has happens and what will&lt;br /&gt;numbed by feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter how&lt;br /&gt;is just the what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;embracing you and the future&lt;br /&gt;what more is there to ask for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish a joyous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; to my friends ^^&lt;br /&gt;and u =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally its the holidays but it doesn't feel like it.. so bored haha still need do a few more assignments .. hope i can finish in time. sometimes i feel inferior to people around me.&lt;br /&gt;not being able to be open and let lose the stress kept up in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;numbed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-6974689115178714285?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6974689115178714285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=6974689115178714285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.o hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history may repeat itself&lt;br /&gt;but we must strive forward&lt;br /&gt;never giving in to allure&lt;br /&gt;ever strong against challenges&lt;br /&gt;we shall me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1070685131714444042?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1070685131714444042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=1070685131714444042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1070685131714444042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1070685131714444042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-okie-its-ok-everything-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-8048372861352542352</id><published>2007-12-12T07:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T07:56:49.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as much as it hurts..&lt;br /&gt;it heals as time passes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as busy as you are..&lt;br /&gt;time would allow u to rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never will it rain forever..&lt;br /&gt;in your heart and mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to the edge of the world..&lt;br /&gt;only to realize that you're special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allowing you to roam free..&lt;br /&gt;throughout my lands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brushing through the grass ..&lt;br /&gt;with your ever loving hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till such a day come..&lt;br /&gt;i won't be whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha raining sia now i feel like sleeping!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know someone is still sleeping i envy! haha nvm wo bu chi chu de =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-8048372861352542352?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8048372861352542352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>being through alot would cause you to understand somethings that normal people won't understand. being able to understand causes people to give in too much too.. its really great to be able to find a special thing or a special person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helping.. forgiving..hahaz thats something worth pondering hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tc .. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-533797457888205436?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/533797457888205436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=533797457888205436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/533797457888205436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/533797457888205436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2007/12/being-through-alot-would-cause-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-8998554895542220384</id><published>2007-12-10T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T07:31:46.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling so tired now &gt;.&lt; wana ask its both i think =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i just finish my 2nd 3d animation for oops which i don think is up to my standard yet as some parts of maya i have yet to learn and some things i don know how to animate properly so it caused some discrepancies in my work =/ ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jyjy to all in work and play ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing u has been the best thing that has happened to me in my life .. thank you =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-8998554895542220384?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8998554895542220384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=8998554895542220384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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things that i have to learn myself.. things that i don know i have to self study.. adds on to my work which is like mountain high haha&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i will get scolded today because of the oops website which it wasn't my responsibility&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-5853008347542947747?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5853008347542947747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=5853008347542947747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5853008347542947747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/5853008347542947747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/aiya.html' title=''/><author><name>*nAnKurUnAisA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630134691330923847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916128.post-1176492129547471118</id><published>2007-11-22T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:15:08.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you know&lt;br /&gt;where you are going to..&lt;br /&gt;do you like the things life is showing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you get what u are hoping for..&lt;br /&gt;when u open the door&lt;br /&gt;theres nothing waiting for u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a future in sight however far&lt;br /&gt;now looking back at old plans..&lt;br /&gt;we let so many dreams slip through our hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must we wait so long before we see&lt;br /&gt;how hard are the answers to the questions can be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*you*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-1176492129547471118?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1176492129547471118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=1176492129547471118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/1176492129547471118'/><link 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/&gt;i..am..just..tired... from all these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun shine&lt;br /&gt;star glow&lt;br /&gt;moon reflect&lt;br /&gt;sea waves&lt;br /&gt;wind blows&lt;br /&gt;my heart stops..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-6414193397130741096?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6414193397130741096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=6414193397130741096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/6414193397130741096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay my first animation video is out on the school mag webbie! haha&lt;br /&gt;its not so good la but its ok for the first time using maya to render haha&lt;br /&gt;now working on the 2nd video &gt;.&lt; should i say stressful?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-2128135094140299410?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2128135094140299410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=2128135094140299410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38916128/posts/default/2128135094140299410'/><link rel='self' 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haha&lt;br /&gt;my teacher expect me to finish like 3 animations in the span of 2 weeks ... even my 3d teacher says that its impossible haha don know la i just do my best first lo wish for the best &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you get well soon too !! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, doing so would make me numb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916128-3711833938500153087?l=pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr0tectingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3711833938500153087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38916128&amp;postID=3711833938500153087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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