<?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-5278043818242296275</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:29:00.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEGACY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-1636501715914537996</id><published>2010-10-31T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:06:50.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new place... new me?</title><content type='html'>im now living in malaysia... in a hotel bacause our house in malaysia is not renovated yet. haiz... im just lucky to have a bed to sleep in every night. im trying to be cool about everything. like my friends and my school. but somehow or another ppl try to find problem with me try to piss me off...what the fuck for? please lah k? im not interested so, get away from my face. thank you=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-1636501715914537996?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/1636501715914537996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-place-new-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/1636501715914537996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/1636501715914537996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-place-new-me.html' title='new place... new me?'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-8856073644148256198</id><published>2010-06-29T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:39:31.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiero lamberte hasta que te vengas en mi boca mil veces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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veces.'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-3018665844997962212</id><published>2010-06-08T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:44:59.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est la vie</title><content type='html'>i think its time i just let it all out. i get it ok? that i was a whore, a slut, a piece of shit that ruined your night. a night that was meant to have great fun. and i ruined it by being drunk and vomitting all over and kissing all the girls and even letting a bangla grind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would really appreciate it if you guys could just stop for a second and think. u know me right? seriously would nan do such things? no. and i hate myself for doing all these. but then again, all these happenned and there is no going back. i was not myself and i did things that wasnt me. so, if u guys wanna judge me for that and start hating me go ahead. if u guys wanna hate me, the me, who wasnt me, go ahead. i did it while i was drunk. and i swear i have no recollection of all those ever happenning. but hey, it happened. i was in the wrong. i get it. i have apologised. so now, what else can one do? i cant even explain myself because i dont know i did those. i dont know why i did those. so go ahead. hate me. hating me is like nothing since i have already been kicked in the face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i came back saturday night, my dad fed me rice la sia. who would do that? i have my friends. the ones who can see ME. and those are my real friends. and i have my family. who still love me for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i know why all those happened. cos i was an emotional bitch. i got drunk and was wayyyyy too emotional and it got the better of me. and then my friend told me that have to be stronger with the heart. and be a confident bitch!! yes. i will be. like what vshal said, 'u kinda have to make ur heart stone' i will. and im not just gonna say it. i'll show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.... such is life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-3018665844997962212?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/3018665844997962212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2010/06/cest-la-vie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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flicked on my face. by a girl who later told me that she loved me. -_-' hmm... im just glad that i know who my real friends are. thank god i met waisun the morning after. that girl is a friend. a true one. she asked me if i would like it if waisun went to help me whack the girl who kicked me. haha.. i love u waisun. and vshal, what a brother i have. he told me he had my back. honestly man, if i didnt have these two ppl in my life, i wouldnt know what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-3016264299485279254?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/3016264299485279254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-then-its-all-my-fault.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>no matter how badly u treat me, you're still my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial', 'sans-serif';font-size:10;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mummy, you’re my Hero"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial', 'sans-serif';font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial', 'sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ma, I remember, I was probably about three, all the times you made me laugh, like when you tickled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, I adored you, even when I made you mad, you're always taken care of me, through the good times and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have much money, and when times were bad, you still worked, cleaned and cooked for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day I turned sixteen, a real tough age for me, didn't always think things through and acted selfishly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever meant to do was make you proud of me, I'm sorry if I wasn't who you expected me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, I was hurting too, you also caused me pain, and just like you I sometimes felt I was about to go insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, it is true that you have given me a lot, because you only wanted me to have the things you never got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, I appreciate the things you’ve bought for me, but the happiest I’ve ever been was when we barely had a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love and trust between us then was very special to me, and there's no amount of money that could replace those memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, what I'm getting at is no matter what you do, there's nobody else on earth that could ever ever replace you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it takes a special woman to raise four kids, nobody helped you do it, you did it on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, you’re my hero, the good times outweigh the bad, because God gave me the best mommy a girl could ever have.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/5278043818242296275-7354330727554561667?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/7354330727554561667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2010/05/ill-always-love-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/7354330727554561667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/7354330727554561667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2010/05/ill-always-love-u.html' title='i&apos;ll always love u'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-808056071045819453</id><published>2010-05-06T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T10:03:01.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confused case</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"  &gt;[] I have said this before and now, imma say it again. I have never felt loved by anyone the way I have felt loved by you. You have always shown me care and concern. The first time I cried when waisun was hurt, I came to you. And last Tuesday, when I saw her cry and when I held her in my arms you came into my mind. And when I heard that you were eating alone, it tore me apart. I miss you and I still care for you girl. I thought talking things out between us would work. But it didn’t. In fact, it got worse to a point where we don’t even say a ‘hi’ when we meet. And now, I am afraid to talk things out between my other friends thinking it might not work. I’m scared. I’m afraid. I’m lost. I’m just not ready to lose these friends. I really love them. I don’t them to have the wrong impression of me. But honestly speaking, if they can't accept me for who I am, is this all really worth it? K. Going of now. Crystal is asking me to sleep at 1am. Goodnight guys. Goodnight.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-808056071045819453?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/808056071045819453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2010/05/confused-case.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/808056071045819453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/808056071045819453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2010/05/confused-case.html' title='confused case'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-4535774227109675117</id><published>2010-05-05T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:39:37.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>story of my life</title><content type='html'>[]as i lie in bed and start thinking...&lt;br /&gt;[]i go back to the time we had spent together. to think abt how my life has changed since then. some of the ways that I behave now is because of you.. so many things happened and so many things have changed. and the frustrating thing is that i cant even do what i want because of the scares u left. but then again, u're not in my life anymore and i shouldn't care. correction: I WON'T CARE!&lt;br /&gt;[]fought with my bestfriend and got back tgt again.. besties what? haha... i love her so much and after thinking abt it alot... i think i'm spoiling her..need to have a serious face2face talk with her.&lt;br /&gt;[]oh and now, im a member of the Khoolfak. to be a Khoolfak, you have to be awesome and yeah. that's all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-4535774227109675117?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/4535774227109675117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2010/05/story-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/4535774227109675117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/4535774227109675117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2010/05/story-of-my-life.html' title='story of my life'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-2472997249064719176</id><published>2010-05-04T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:32:50.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I feel the anger rise up in me&lt;br /&gt;The same anger&lt;br /&gt;That makes me bleed&lt;br /&gt;Inside&lt;br /&gt;In my heart and in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Killing me&lt;br /&gt;With soft whispers of hate&lt;br /&gt;Softly, deeply&lt;br /&gt;But quickly my blood flows&lt;br /&gt;Outwards, pouring&lt;br /&gt;Showing its true power to the world&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but surely&lt;br /&gt;It destroys me&lt;br /&gt;I am not it&lt;br /&gt;But it has become me&lt;br /&gt;Angry is all I seem to feel lately&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t I just once be free&lt;br /&gt;From the anger that’s trapped inside me&lt;br /&gt;The anger which you provide&lt;br /&gt;The anger which you create&lt;br /&gt;The anger that’s inside me now&lt;br /&gt;Only at me it eats&lt;br /&gt;The only emotion we ever shared&lt;br /&gt;Was anger&lt;br /&gt;The only words we ever said&lt;br /&gt;Were yelled&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you accept me the way I am&lt;br /&gt;The way I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Instead of turning me into somebody else&lt;br /&gt;The person you wished you could be&lt;br /&gt;I am not you&lt;br /&gt;And never will be&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are your own&lt;br /&gt;So how can I know what you’re thinking?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t&lt;br /&gt;But you expect me to&lt;br /&gt;You yell and scream and hate&lt;br /&gt;For I can’t read your mind&lt;br /&gt;Though I try&lt;br /&gt;Anything to make you happy&lt;br /&gt;To stop the fighting and the screams&lt;br /&gt;To stop the constant anger inside me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe Print;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe Print;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-2472997249064719176?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' 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11px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 78, 171); font-size: 18px; "&gt;I love u more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;td style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;by &lt;b style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Robin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;td style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; padding-top: 13px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I love you more than all the stars in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;I love you more as each moment passes us by.&lt;br /&gt;I love you more with every breath I take.&lt;br /&gt;I love you more with each promise we make.&lt;br /&gt;I need you like a flower needs the rain.&lt;br /&gt;I need you for you can wash away my pain.&lt;br /&gt;I need you more each day&lt;br /&gt;I need you for you are so wonderful, in every single way.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you more than ever now.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you because I really need you somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you and your touch.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you for to me, you mean so much.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to caress my lips the way you always do.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to look into my eyes and see my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to hold me close to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I love you, need you, miss you, and want you&lt;br /&gt;And I have for every single moment, right from the start.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-4042328718277288207?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/4042328718277288207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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Not apart. 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="poemtext PoemTextLeft " style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What good is love, that does not touch,&lt;br /&gt;What good is love, that gives you pain.&lt;br /&gt;What good is love, that makes you run,&lt;br /&gt;And makes you lost out in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traveled to another world,&lt;br /&gt;Out far beyond the one we knew,&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I could live again,&lt;br /&gt;And now I find I'm back with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what of hearts that beat as one,&lt;br /&gt;And what of passion and embrace,&lt;br /&gt;Is it too much to ask of you,&lt;br /&gt;To make these tears of mine erase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What good is love, that does not touch,&lt;br /&gt;What good is love, that gives you pain.&lt;br /&gt;What good is love, that makes you run,&lt;br /&gt;And makes you lost out in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too painful this - to journey back,&lt;br /&gt;To times of love and laughter free,&lt;br /&gt;The times we lay together with&lt;br /&gt;A sense of you , a sense of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I journey on alone,&lt;br /&gt;Forever wandering, in my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;And I shall ask you once again,&lt;br /&gt;What good is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-1990634756440748045?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/1990634756440748045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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bold; "&gt;Screams Of Silence&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" class="ByLine" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; color: rgb(48, 48, 80); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;by Tim Chambers&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(16, 16, 64); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Begone ye screams of silence, harbingers of pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cloaked in isolation, you mock in harsh disdain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My soul is torn asunder, I curse you, God of Hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you pierced my tortured soul, what horrors I befell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You spoke of quiet solitude, to tempt me to your lair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then lanced me in my troubled heart, to depths of dark despair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nemesis, I beg of thee, rise up in righteous ire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Protect me from Tisiphone, from Hell's eternal fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With all my voice I scream to you, protect me from the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alas, in forlorn desperation, I journey to the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Banished to mind's Coventry, I heed the demon's call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beckoned by the silent screams, I enter Dante's hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-2066034945269640151?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-7993438604881043551</id><published>2009-12-07T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T07:50:56.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind by Darcy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Pale eyes, a blank expression,&lt;br /&gt;wander through clouds of indescribable dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Cold mist air, surrounded isolation&lt;br /&gt;flaws my occupied mind&lt;br /&gt;with either hate or death.&lt;br /&gt;Something certain will be for always;&lt;br /&gt;change in time forbids movement.&lt;br /&gt;Fearing you understands myself;&lt;br /&gt;help me open up, just a little more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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laughter or happiness here&lt;br /&gt;The little one has thrown in the towel today&lt;br /&gt;Somber, melancholy moods decay the soul&lt;br /&gt;It is futile to hope and dream and pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness builds a home in this woman&lt;br /&gt;In this girl, this child where hollows have bred&lt;br /&gt;A deepening sea of nowhereness consumes&lt;br /&gt;And eats away at every connecting thread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusion feeds like a savage inside her,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving nothing considered worthy remains&lt;br /&gt;Destined to walk through life less ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Alone, exiled, different and disdained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-4588747578075372228?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/4588747578075372228/comments/default' 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consumes&lt;br /&gt;And eats away at every connecting thread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusion feeds like a savage inside her,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving nothing considered worthy remains&lt;br /&gt;Destined to walk through life less ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Alone, exiled, different and disdained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-1105232414234706081?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/1105232414234706081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/12/silence-emptiness-and-confusion-by-bek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/1105232414234706081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Just Fuck you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#003399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;This is me damn it! I look the way I look, think the way I think, feel the way I feel, love the way I love! I am a whole complex package. Take me... or leave me. Accept me - or walk away! Do not try to make me feel like less of a person, just because I don't fit your idea of who I should be and don't try to change me to fit your mold. If I need to change, I alone will make that decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-6674304029481349975?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/6674304029481349975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/fuck-you-just-fuck-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/6674304029481349975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/6674304029481349975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/fuck-you-just-fuck-you.html' title='Fuck you! 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Thinking abt it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really think i should open a massage shop...&lt;br /&gt;start earning for the work of my magical fingers!hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SwExTFZy_kI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GYd4zkRTcnU/s1600/massage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SwExTFZy_kI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GYd4zkRTcnU/s320/massage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404655231758958146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-3787637571655622936?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/3787637571655622936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/masseuse-as-career-thinking-abt-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/3787637571655622936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/3787637571655622936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/masseuse-as-career-thinking-abt-it.html' title='Masseuse? as a career? 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cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvK7ujpTj0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/kcFTOBfvEMw/s320/Nannn-pola.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400585311687511874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-7916173736632159542?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/7916173736632159542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/polaroidcool-or-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/7916173736632159542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/7916173736632159542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/polaroidcool-or-what.html' title='Polaroid...cool or what?'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvK7ujpTj0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/kcFTOBfvEMw/s72-c/Nannn-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-3018225570356189203</id><published>2009-11-04T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T06:14:27.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayu and Me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a lollipop stick...not a cigarette...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvGMBEc9hMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pZqmgmKPvyk/s1600-h/nan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvGMBEc9hMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pZqmgmKPvyk/s320/nan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400251378196907202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-3018225570356189203?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/3018225570356189203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/ayu-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/3018225570356189203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/3018225570356189203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/ayu-and-me.html' title='Ayu and Me!!!'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvGMBEc9hMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pZqmgmKPvyk/s72-c/nan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-862910584629857324</id><published>2009-11-04T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T03:28:33.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Now that I got You back In My LIFE!!!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="100%" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="title" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;"Now that I got You back In My LIFE!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.gspoetry.com/member-shawtieblack-2230" style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 205, 50); text-decoration: none; font-size: 11px; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;by Shawtie Black&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 560px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;Now that I got you back in my life&lt;br /&gt;I promise to never let you go&lt;br /&gt;no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are with me now and forever&lt;br /&gt;rather we are far or near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have made me the happiest person alive&lt;br /&gt;that me realize that friendship is strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From all the mistakes I made with you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to correct myself by your&lt;br /&gt;guidance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have got you back there is nothing&lt;br /&gt;or no one who can break me apart from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one and shall always be&lt;br /&gt;because of the perfection you have in yourself&lt;br /&gt;as a person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that I got you back in my life&lt;br /&gt;I am here for you to comfort you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your wish is my&lt;br /&gt;command. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 560px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 560px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 560px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 560px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 560px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 560px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 560px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 560px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 560px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 560px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 560px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;YAY! love you waisun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-862910584629857324?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/862910584629857324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-that-i-got-you-back-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/862910584629857324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/862910584629857324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-that-i-got-you-back-in-my-life.html' title='&quot;Now that I got You back In My LIFE!!!&quot;'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-5068376287488287294</id><published>2009-11-03T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:24:12.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(111, 109, 152); line-height: 23px; "&gt;I think I'd do better on my own, no friends, no fights,just me alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-5068376287488287294?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/5068376287488287294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/5068376287488287294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/5068376287488287294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-8361867831122994649</id><published>2009-11-03T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:23:20.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes don't tear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(111, 109, 152); line-height: 23px; "&gt;Just because my eyes don't tear doesn't mean my heart doesn't cry. And just because I comes off strong, doesn't mean there's nothing wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-8361867831122994649?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/8361867831122994649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/eyes-dont-tear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/8361867831122994649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/8361867831122994649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/eyes-dont-tear.html' title='Eyes don&apos;t tear'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-4769793723504339904</id><published>2009-11-03T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:22:24.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lived too little</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(111, 109, 152); line-height: 23px; "&gt;It's just one of those days Where I just want to disappear, To get away from everything, Because I hate my life here. Dying seems less sad than having lived too little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-4769793723504339904?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/4769793723504339904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/lived-too-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/4769793723504339904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/4769793723504339904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/lived-too-little.html' title='lived too little'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-7784450646623453456</id><published>2009-11-03T09:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:19:38.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saddest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(111, 109, 152); line-height: 23px; "&gt;For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are those 'It might have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-7784450646623453456?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/7784450646623453456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/saddest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/7784450646623453456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/7784450646623453456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/saddest.html' title='Saddest!'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-2558032017936063734</id><published>2009-11-03T09:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:18:49.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(111, 109, 152); line-height: 23px; "&gt;You can choose to be happy or sad and whichever you choose that is what you get. No one is really responsible to make someone else happy, no matter what most people have been taught and accept as true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-2558032017936063734?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/2558032017936063734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/choose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/2558032017936063734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/2558032017936063734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/choose.html' title='Choose'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-2373186635462996859</id><published>2009-11-03T09:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:17:41.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(111, 109, 152); line-height: 23px; "&gt;It is quite gratifying to feel guilty if you haven't done anything wrong: how noble! Whereas it is rather hard and certainly depressing to admit guilt and to repent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-2373186635462996859?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/2373186635462996859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/guilt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/2373186635462996859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/2373186635462996859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/guilt.html' title='Guilt'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-560911617371195077</id><published>2009-11-03T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T07:21:18.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucked up life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;table width="90%" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;table width="100%" cellpadding="6" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;Messed up mind&lt;br /&gt;These voices are kind&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where I'm going anymore&lt;br /&gt;Things ain't seem what they used to,&lt;br /&gt;like before&lt;br /&gt;This world is breaking&lt;br /&gt;My hands are shaking&lt;br /&gt;Going no way&lt;br /&gt;I live from day to day&lt;br /&gt;It's a fucked up life&lt;br /&gt;And I'm searching for a knife&lt;br /&gt;To cut my throat&lt;br /&gt;On this no way road&lt;br /&gt;We all live to die&lt;br /&gt;Someday I will fly&lt;br /&gt;And I'm free&lt;br /&gt;Free to be who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-560911617371195077?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/560911617371195077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/fucked-up-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/560911617371195077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/560911617371195077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/11/fucked-up-life.html' title='Fucked up life'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-343325314392060525</id><published>2009-10-05T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:44:53.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I came across this poem which said exactly what i had in mind.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Your love is so true,&lt;br /&gt;Just can’t help falling for you.&lt;br /&gt;Your love shined eyes look deep in to mine,&lt;br /&gt;Pull me close and lose track of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the way you’re holding my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Want to jump the gun so our love can start.&lt;br /&gt;Protective arms holding me tight,&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind in your power and might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the one I’m dreaming of,&lt;br /&gt;Clock keeps ticking as we fall deeper in love.&lt;br /&gt;With tender fingers your touch is like fire,&lt;br /&gt;Sensations linger then turn to desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are easy when the language is love,&lt;br /&gt;You know exactly what I’m thinking of.&lt;br /&gt;I need you like water, like breath, like rain,&lt;br /&gt;Need you like mercy from God and his reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I’ve been,&lt;br /&gt;Guessing who you might be.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that moment would still let me breath,&lt;br /&gt;Finally found you, when you finally found me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;This poem is by KAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-343325314392060525?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/343325314392060525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-came-across-this-poem-which-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/343325314392060525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/343325314392060525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-came-across-this-poem-which-said.html' title=''/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-2875127045547558853</id><published>2009-07-12T18:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:35:52.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never have i fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Your lips speak soft sweetness&lt;br /&gt;Your touch a cool caress&lt;br /&gt;I am lost in your magic&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats within your chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of you each morning&lt;br /&gt;And dream of you each night&lt;br /&gt;I think of your arms being around me&lt;br /&gt;And cannot express my delight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have I fallen&lt;br /&gt;But I am quickly on my way&lt;br /&gt;You hold a heart in your hands&lt;br /&gt;That has never before been given away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-2875127045547558853?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/2875127045547558853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/07/never-have-i-fallen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/2875127045547558853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/2875127045547558853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/07/never-have-i-fallen.html' title='Never have i fallen'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-7772705744658063313</id><published>2009-06-23T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:08:49.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you get it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; color: rgb(0, 0, 160); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; "&gt;I want to tell you something you should know,&lt;br /&gt;Something that you might not want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;It is, however, true of me, and so&lt;br /&gt;If you would know me, I must make it clear.&lt;br /&gt;I could not, nor would want to be aught else.&lt;br /&gt;I am your friend and that I will be.&lt;br /&gt;Please make a place for that within yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Please love me as I am, as I love you&lt;br /&gt;No differently from when I was a child.&lt;br /&gt;I am the friend that you always knew&lt;br /&gt;Save for one sweet way that fate has smiled.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you decide, I'll love you still,&lt;br /&gt;For love heeds not the weather, but the will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-7772705744658063313?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/7772705744658063313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-get-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/7772705744658063313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/7772705744658063313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-get-it.html' title='Do you get it?'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-6383694836429078119</id><published>2009-06-21T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:15:03.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My cousin's coming of age ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last saturday there was my Cousin's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;coming of age ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was there since morning, helping with the preparation and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;My mom FORCED me to wear the traditional costume. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still I have my Million Dollar Smile... hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah, well i had fun and i have my cousin back. yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, here are some of the pictures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Cousin and ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sj8uFMtJDWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/K00E0qu3OyY/s1600-h/P6200089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sj8uFMtJDWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/K00E0qu3OyY/s320/P6200089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350045549184224610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME and my MuMmY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sj8s7qfe2WI/AAAAAAAAACw/OiTwbScTIIQ/s1600-h/P6200020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sj8s7qfe2WI/AAAAAAAAACw/OiTwbScTIIQ/s320/P6200020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350044285869676898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my Bro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sj8r6AxMheI/AAAAAAAAACo/6g7dGWki4JA/s1600-h/P6200019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sj8r6AxMheI/AAAAAAAAACo/6g7dGWki4JA/s320/P6200019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350043157978187234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME and my SIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sj8ojAhIUtI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZzynrMC0Ze4/s1600-h/P6200016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sj8ojAhIUtI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZzynrMC0Ze4/s320/P6200016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350039464238928594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-6383694836429078119?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/6383694836429078119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-cousins-coming-of-age-ceremony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/6383694836429078119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/6383694836429078119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-cousins-coming-of-age-ceremony.html' title='My cousin&apos;s coming of age ceremony'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sj8uFMtJDWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/K00E0qu3OyY/s72-c/P6200089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-9176406720734630684</id><published>2009-06-02T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:41:43.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Matter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In your eyes i see things, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know i cannot touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know not to reach for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I let them touch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I cherish this moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That I am able to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;However misleading it might be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-9176406720734630684?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/9176406720734630684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-matter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/9176406720734630684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/9176406720734630684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-matter.html' title='No Matter...'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-425317600070785020</id><published>2009-05-31T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T07:27:14.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>French Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Long-Felt Desires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French Poem By Louise Labe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long-felt desires, hopes as long as vain--&lt;br /&gt;sad sighs--slow tears accustomed to run sad&lt;br /&gt;into as many rivers as two eyes could add,&lt;br /&gt;pouring like fountains, endless as the rain--&lt;br /&gt;cruelty beyond humanity, a pain&lt;br /&gt;so hard it makes compassionate stars go mad&lt;br /&gt;with pity: these are the first passions I've had.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think love could root in my soul again?&lt;br /&gt;If it arched the great bow back again at me,&lt;br /&gt;licked me again with fire, and stabbed me deep&lt;br /&gt;with the violent worst, as awful as before,&lt;br /&gt;the wounds that cut me everwhere would keep&lt;br /&gt;me shielded, so there would be no place free&lt;br /&gt;for love. It covers me. It can pierce no more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Douce Saint-Valentin d'amour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le coeur qui crie l'amour,&lt;br /&gt;pour cette femme tout les jours,&lt;br /&gt;celle qui a notre coeur,&lt;br /&gt;et notre bonheur ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une femme parfaite à nos yeux,&lt;br /&gt;nos yeux tant amoureux,&lt;br /&gt;on était à la recherche d'amour,&lt;br /&gt;et enfin elle est là chaque jour ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une saint-valentin dans ses bras,&lt;br /&gt;où on glisse des mots tout bas,&lt;br /&gt;pour dire son amour,&lt;br /&gt;qui pour elle durera toujours ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle qui a notre coeur,&lt;br /&gt;qui sèche nos pleurs,&lt;br /&gt;et en cette belle saint-valentin,&lt;br /&gt;cet amour ne fait qu'un ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certains attendent des bébés,&lt;br /&gt;et d'autres seulement à s'aimer,&lt;br /&gt;certains vont se mariés,&lt;br /&gt;et d'autres l'amour fêté ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-425317600070785020?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/425317600070785020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/french-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/425317600070785020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/425317600070785020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/french-poem.html' title='French Poem'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-1487761848131178405</id><published>2009-05-30T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T04:09:31.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Photos taken in Chem LAB (hate the china faci!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SiJfhKwtpuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/I_IKcVCxxTE/s320/S4020008.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341937131443824354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AYU became a GHOST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SiJgtL38sxI/AAAAAAAAACA/vHuWt0x00ho/s1600-h/S4020009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SiJgtL38sxI/AAAAAAAAACA/vHuWt0x00ho/s320/S4020009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341938437412664082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SiJipxZBLGI/AAAAAAAAACI/6nj1TUJpuOE/s1600-h/S4020010.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SiJipxZBLGI/AAAAAAAAACI/6nj1TUJpuOE/s320/S4020010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341940577787260002" style="text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Whats with Kin's Face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SiJj478nAuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o8EV8qlrL-8/s1600-h/S4020011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SiJj478nAuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o8EV8qlrL-8/s320/S4020011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341941937830560482" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;i cant rmb from which angle this picture was taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Still we both look soooo cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SiJkRDvKXiI/AAAAAAAAACY/p95ahvWTwYM/s1600-h/S4029994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SiJkRDvKXiI/AAAAAAAAACY/p95ahvWTwYM/s320/S4029994.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341942352238501410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-1487761848131178405?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/1487761848131178405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/chem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/1487761848131178405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/1487761848131178405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/chem.html' title='CHEM'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SiJfhKwtpuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/I_IKcVCxxTE/s72-c/S4020008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-2892128910020689398</id><published>2009-05-28T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:23:50.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sh9HILxhkYI/AAAAAAAAABw/YUVTgZsZRrQ/s1600-h/IM_CUTE2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sh9HILxhkYI/AAAAAAAAABw/YUVTgZsZRrQ/s320/IM_CUTE2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341065889009734018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-2892128910020689398?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/2892128910020689398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/2892128910020689398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/2892128910020689398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-cute.html' title='Im cute'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sh9HILxhkYI/AAAAAAAAABw/YUVTgZsZRrQ/s72-c/IM_CUTE2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-6072765319286822160</id><published>2009-05-28T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T05:42:52.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just One Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I could have just one wish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would wish to wake up everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to the sound of your breath on my neck,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the warmth of your lips on my cheek,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the touch of your fingers on my skin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the feel of your heart beating with mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knowing that I could never find that feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with anyone other than you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-6072765319286822160?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/6072765319286822160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-one-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/6072765319286822160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/6072765319286822160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-one-wish.html' title='Just One Wish'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-8594135701417946791</id><published>2009-05-27T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T16:41:00.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like the stars in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;I am calling to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the heavens above,&lt;br /&gt;I am looking for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the depths of my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I will live and breathe for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness dwells inside you;&lt;br /&gt;You have nothing to fear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for I am next to you.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your sadness;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be sad for you,&lt;br /&gt;so you will feel love once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry not about life,&lt;br /&gt;let me worry for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should always love life,&lt;br /&gt;for it is a part of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when you fall,&lt;br /&gt;to catch you and say I Love You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-8594135701417946791?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/8594135701417946791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/8594135701417946791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/8594135701417946791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-you.html' title='I love you'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-2493841316837001859</id><published>2009-05-27T08:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:47:52.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding EMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sh1goMdruKI/AAAAAAAAABo/iemXaCa6q4Q/s1600-h/Finding+emo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sh1goMdruKI/AAAAAAAAABo/iemXaCa6q4Q/s320/Finding+emo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340530976788035746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-2493841316837001859?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/2493841316837001859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/finding-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/2493841316837001859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/2493841316837001859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/finding-emo.html' title='Finding EMO'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Sh1goMdruKI/AAAAAAAAABo/iemXaCa6q4Q/s72-c/Finding+emo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-4288909722038819447</id><published>2009-05-27T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T04:10:12.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;We had our towers and then left them &lt;br /&gt;beyond the heights as we lay over clovers &lt;br /&gt;with the world on top &lt;br /&gt;that hoard of grass, weeds and clovers beneath our skin &lt;br /&gt;felt our hands unfold like burnt offerings to the sun and sweat &lt;br /&gt;and our loving found the roots of hope &lt;br /&gt;the panoramic views of faith in the starry night &lt;br /&gt;Our loving touches me &lt;br /&gt;the way clovers should be left in the fields &lt;br /&gt;and the way the praise of simple things etch our world &lt;br /&gt;the way the robin in a single flight &lt;br /&gt;can feat above the white stones &lt;br /&gt;and I feel &lt;br /&gt;content &lt;br /&gt;in the glorious &lt;br /&gt;and among the things so obvious to the eye &lt;br /&gt;that they become mysterious to the heart &lt;br /&gt;and our loving &lt;br /&gt;brings me the moon when it is dark &lt;br /&gt;and gives the soul hands to touch gently with &lt;br /&gt;no elevators needed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-4288909722038819447?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/4288909722038819447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-lover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/4288909722038819447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/4288909722038819447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-lover.html' title='Beautiful Lover'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-5872916918936764921</id><published>2009-05-27T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T04:06:45.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FELL</title><content type='html'>heyhey!&lt;div&gt;During monday(biochem lesson) i fell during presentation. i was playing with the roller of the chair and it just rolled off. My butt hurt so bad... But it was Ok as i managed to entertain the class abit... haha... But still managed to get an A. In the comment the faci said, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;No horseplay during class please, sit properly and don't hurt yourself. ... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; "&gt;LOL!... His RJ question was, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Which classmates would you have teamed up with today to increase your chances of getting a better daily grade, and why? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; "&gt;Then in the comment he says, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Its not about who you get teamed up with actually because the daily grade is a reflection of an individual's performance in class and his/her learning attitude, and not about others.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; "&gt;Then for what ask this question?... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-5872916918936764921?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/5872916918936764921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/fell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/5872916918936764921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/5872916918936764921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/fell.html' title='FELL'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-4496854801740210362</id><published>2009-05-27T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T01:47:14.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NDT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Shz9wu0BpXI/AAAAAAAAABA/sZXjzHKz93A/s1600-h/NDT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 80px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Shz9wu0BpXI/AAAAAAAAABA/sZXjzHKz93A/s320/NDT.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340422271796356466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Me, my sis and my bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-4496854801740210362?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/4496854801740210362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/ndt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/4496854801740210362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/4496854801740210362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/ndt.html' title='NDT!'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Shz9wu0BpXI/AAAAAAAAABA/sZXjzHKz93A/s72-c/NDT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-7845645653435183499</id><published>2009-05-27T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T01:44:38.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I cry for the time that you were almost mine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I cry for the memories I've left behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I cry for the pain, the lost, the old the new, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I cry for the times I thought I had you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;But I am not going to cry no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;I am over you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-7845645653435183499?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/7845645653435183499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/7845645653435183499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/7845645653435183499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cry.html' title='I Cry'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-6734057573202786279</id><published>2009-05-27T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T01:29:23.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 25px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The feeling of being in friendship is so intense that it feels like it will last forever. We can't believe that the other person doesn't feel the same way. We can't believe that this sacred relationship has been betrayed. You may have been sure that you were in the same wavelength and that you understood each other. Meanwhile, you have been walking on parallel and eventually divergent tracks the entire time. The feelings of betrayal and hurt may take many years to heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 25px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hope You Know Its You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-6734057573202786279?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/6734057573202786279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-of-being-in-friendship-is-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/6734057573202786279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/6734057573202786279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-of-being-in-friendship-is-so.html' title='Betrayed'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-1817835655785413547</id><published>2009-05-27T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T01:12:43.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's amazing how I feel when I'm around you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How my heart pounds when you come into the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I look at you and think: My God! How beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And everything I am, bursts into bloom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I feel as though you must, you must be mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Not as a possession but a goal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Something almost unimaginable:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The free devotion of another soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As though I were about to enter heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Or just within the hour condemned to die,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My mind with one fierce thought keeps running over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With you, and only you, the reason why.&lt;/span&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/5278043818242296275-1817835655785413547?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/1817835655785413547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/only-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/1817835655785413547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278043818242296275/posts/default/1817835655785413547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/2009/05/only-you.html' title='Only you!'/><author><name>NAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644225541493647065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/SvBO0TlDCaI/AAAAAAAAADI/pMYz2gd1a0U/S220/Nannn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278043818242296275.post-2416189735745082407</id><published>2009-05-27T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T01:11:04.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Shz1FiZkd8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/K5H7GPyRT9k/s1600-h/Gisele+Bundchen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wm9Ws6gRdo/Shz1FiZkd8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/K5H7GPyRT9k/s320/Gisele+Bundchen.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340412733636769730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be held,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be loved,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to feel warmth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to feel your beating heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanting to be sheltered from the cold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heartless winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Falling into invisible arms;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;into an abyss of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wishing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoping,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that my desires will be filled;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my desires of loving warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanting to be held,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comforted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dreaming of passionate embraces,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of tender kisses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loving words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;romantic nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waiting for undying love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278043818242296275-2416189735745082407?l=legacyofnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legacyofnan.blogspot.com/feeds/2416189735745082407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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