<?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-38903834</id><updated>2011-08-26T18:46:30.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>verbatim</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulovemeso.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38903834/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulovemeso.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lynneve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769724184638661094</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38903834.post-117585931235921638</id><published>2007-04-06T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T05:03:22.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIV POSITIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/news/hiv-aids/wad2006/c_huang/huangzhu00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/news/hiv-aids/wad2006/c_huang/huangzhu00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huang (45) and Zhu (44), Rural China&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;A couple who has contracted&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; HIV&lt;/span&gt; through a blood transfusion where they sold their blood to clear their debts. And they took up a debt to pay off ZHU, the wife's medical bill. they are forced into such a situation due to abject poverty, or not this will not be the only means where they can earn an income, to satisfy one of human's ost basic needs-healthcare. and also due to some irresponsible &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIV POSITIVE&lt;/span&gt; guy who spreads his ailments to others. and out of all illnesses it is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIV&lt;/span&gt;, an incurable, life-shattering one. all this can be prevented, lives can be changed, saved. reminds me of the jap's drama- oh god, pls give me more time..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/news/hiv-aids/wad2006/t_ann/ann00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/news/hiv-aids/wad2006/t_ann/ann00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ann (13), Thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"This is a photo of me on my bike. I am wearing yellow because it's the colour of the king. I have been on antiretrovirals (ARVs) for almost three years now and I think I am as healthy as all the other children. I can do everything they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two months I could go back to school. People said I looked like I was about to die. The teachers knew I was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIV-positive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but the other pupils didn't.&lt;br /&gt;At my old school people eventually found out about my status and parents began to tell their children not to play with me. But my cousin stood by me. She said she would beat up anyone who teased me. It was hard and sometimes I was sad. Sometimes I just got angry. Some people were very understanding but others weren't. I still had my friends though.&lt;br /&gt;This photo reminds me of the time I had a terrible cough. We used to line up for assembly here, but because of my cough I had to stand all on my own to one side, away from all the others. It was awful.&lt;br /&gt;I now go to a different school where no one knows my status. There are some pupils there from my old school there but they haven't said anything and I prefer it that way.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy school, particularly maths, and when I grow up I would like to train as a nurse. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ann's&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/news/hiv-aids/wad2006/t_ann/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/news/hiv-aids/wad2006/t_ann/index.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huang and zhu's&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/news/hiv-aids/wad2006/c_huang/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/news/hiv-aids/wad2006/c_huang/index.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;other people&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/news/hiv-aids/wad2006/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/news/hiv-aids/wad2006/index.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;A 13 year-old girl, so young. listening to &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;mika's happy ending and over my shoulder&lt;/span&gt; and reading thru ann's photo journal. am getting the tingles. visit the website to read ann's and many others &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIV POSITIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but yet still people who r all trying to return their lives back to normalcy and live their own lives with or w/o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="60" alt="Visit doctorswithoutborders.org!" src="msflink.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38903834-117585931235921638?l=ulovemeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulovemeso.blogspot.com/feeds/117585931235921638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38903834&amp;postID=117585931235921638&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38903834/posts/default/117585931235921638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38903834/posts/default/117585931235921638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulovemeso.blogspot.com/2007/04/hiv-positive.html' title='HIV POSITIVE'/><author><name>lynneve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769724184638661094</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38903834.post-117541333811759053</id><published>2007-04-01T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T01:42:18.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she writes, i shop (:</title><content type='html'>hey all, we have an emerging chinese novelist arnd the corner, who is she btw?/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drums roll* it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;jessie ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all pls visit her chinese web novel at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jjwxc.net/oneauthor.php?authorid=149594"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.jjwxc.net/oneauthor.php?authorid=149594&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the name of the novel is &lt;strong&gt;"The Angel of the Dark Night"&lt;/strong&gt; (sorry pple sounds weird cuz i kinda literally translate it frm chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can really write man,go and see it for yrself, and undeniably she write better than me in the chinese medium.. (self-humbling is good u know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just go and pop by there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus on another thing is that i've managed to online shop : 2 dresses, 1 blouse, 1 skirt &amp;amp; 2 earrings at the cost of less than 92 bucks. it's cosidered to be quitea mighty feat alr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38903834-117541333811759053?l=ulovemeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulovemeso.blogspot.com/feeds/117541333811759053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38903834&amp;postID=117541333811759053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38903834/posts/default/117541333811759053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38903834/posts/default/117541333811759053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulovemeso.blogspot.com/2007/04/she-writes-i-shop.html' title='she writes, i shop (:'/><author><name>lynneve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769724184638661094</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-38903834.post-117535595535812962</id><published>2007-04-01T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T10:08:44.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>assortment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the urban sweathouse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when temperature rises,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tempers flare,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;patience runs dry,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it all boils down,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it all comes down,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the mistaken. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;laid in the ruin,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuz of all he is doing,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;does it even matter,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that he intentions were actually mistaken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the atmosphere tenses,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the tones harsher,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;voices are raised,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all directed at the mistaken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is there a need for the mistaken to be treated as such?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is there any redemption for the mistakes of the mistaken?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;most importantly, is there a need to treat anyone as such?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do put yourself in the shoes of the mistaken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then inter-personal relations shall never be shaken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for there is kindness and patience that one shall offer,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the mistaken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as one shall never cease to be mistaken, as we, all, do err.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is actually what i was thinking on this really bad day at my workplace. but lucky me, it's not really m colleagues' faults, cuz i do understand that they are faced with a lot of stress.but even as it is, i'll always keep to mind that it doesn't feel pleasant to be spoken to in such tones for such an innocent mistake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hush&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silence looms outside,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;while&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;voices blast inside,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our inner-voices,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;resonating all our feelings and thoughts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;only the happy ones are spoken about and the merriment was shared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;while the sinking feelings we have in our heavy worries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;are left in the exception.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who, when and how can we be free of such weights?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;often, so often it was unspoken,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe so in our negligence,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or maybe so in a matter of decision,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;drowning us further, deeper into the hurting sensation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as the voices are shut inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;while silence reigns outside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in such times do be aware,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that i've been awkwardly silent,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that trouble waters is running deep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that even though i may not raise the siren, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to startle you with my predicament,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do let me know that you care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuz it's of my tender nature,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to remain uspoken,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as my inner voices&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;are holding on to the emotions,&lt;br /&gt;our inner feelings are all sealed inside.&lt;br /&gt;as the inner voices only chose to stay silent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38903834-117535595535812962?l=ulovemeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulovemeso.blogspot.com/feeds/117535595535812962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38903834&amp;postID=117535595535812962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38903834/posts/default/117535595535812962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38903834/posts/default/117535595535812962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulovemeso.blogspot.com/2007/03/assortment.html' title='assortment'/><author><name>lynneve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769724184638661094</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-38903834.post-117535901449870833</id><published>2007-03-31T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T10:36:54.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movies i wanna watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2007/img_conversations.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/details_freedomwriters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/details_freedomwriters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/details_freedomwriters.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;freedom writers. it's abt discrimination, and i guess my anticipation to watch it has much to do with my applivation to ntu's communication studies, just to reassure myself that it's the right course forme and period, no regrets or turning back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6204/696/1600/840116/img_conversations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6204/696/320/678840/img_conversations.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;conversation(s) with other women.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and guess what it's a M18 film.ha sound rather exciting and nope it's not cuz im a disgusting girl who likes to be sexually titillated. but there is not much of such fils in this movie anw. i m attrated to it as i has received quite a number of accolades and it is a witty film on love and it's also a poignant romance story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll very much like to go and watch thesse movies with other friends reading who are interested in it too.heh no im not desperate even thou i sound like im. just that it'll be nice to hang out with peeps i miss and dun really see much of u all right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38903834-117535901449870833?l=ulovemeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulovemeso.blogspot.com/feeds/117535901449870833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38903834&amp;postID=117535901449870833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38903834/posts/default/117535901449870833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38903834/posts/default/117535901449870833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulovemeso.blogspot.com/2007/03/movies-i-wanna-watch.html' title='movies i wanna watch'/><author><name>lynneve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769724184638661094</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-38903834.post-117535209344781528</id><published>2007-03-31T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T08:44:23.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>epoch</title><content type='html'>heyyea! ok this is my new blog, i kinda like the skin, it's simple and makes reading easy. i have just gotten my pay, and guess what, the inevitable is occuring, heh i've been spending money on shopping, like online and also in the normal way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, while i was searching for this blog skin, i came upon this sweet blog layout which u can literally feel love from it. and it has this pic: (credits to, &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/info/129354"&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/info/129354&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="256" alt="" 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