<?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-27334777</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:18:57.828-08:00</updated><category term='good news'/><category term='bummer'/><category term='parents'/><category term='truth'/><category term='beatles'/><category term='radio'/><category term='mental'/><category term='new song'/><category term='watch'/><category term='CD'/><category term='singapore'/><category term='im'/><category term='music'/><category term='armstrong'/><category term='flower'/><category term='school'/><category term='game'/><category term='recording'/><category term='relax'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>From the Hart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-3424517238660387259</id><published>2009-04-16T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:40:40.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im'/><title type='text'>Huzzah!</title><content type='html'>I've finally coome up with a line for Thermal that I actually like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with: "riding on the flames from our love burning" (cheesy)&lt;br /&gt;Moved on to: "riding on a thermal built of yearning" (hard to grasp)&lt;br /&gt;And now I've settled on: "With your help my love, I'm learning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It finally seems to fit, and I'm so glad because that spot's been bugging me since I wrote the thing last...November?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-3424517238660387259?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/3424517238660387259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=3424517238660387259' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/3424517238660387259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/3424517238660387259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2009/04/huzzah.html' title='Huzzah!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-1976106678028757608</id><published>2009-04-16T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:39:59.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Multi Player Jigsaw</title><content type='html'>Wow! Funny game....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="movie" value="http://kidsgamesblog.com/online/arcade/MultiPlayer Jigsaw.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;embed src="http://kidsgamesblog.com/online/arcade/MultiPlayer%20Jigsaw.swf" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-1976106678028757608?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://kidsgamesblog.com/online/flash-arcade-game.php?gameid=15146&amp;gamename=MultiPlayer%20Jigsaw' title='Multi Player Jigsaw'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/1976106678028757608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=1976106678028757608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/1976106678028757608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/1976106678028757608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2009/04/multi-player-jigsaw.html' title='Multi Player Jigsaw'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-3905216482429966629</id><published>2009-04-05T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:13:11.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im'/><title type='text'>My comittment to updating is so slight that I doubt anyone would actually check here for an update...</title><content type='html'>I've been busy; things, creatively, have been slow. But, I got a few ideas on my roadtrip and so tonight I plunked out really what's quite a pretty song. Soon as it's done I'll get the lyrics up. I've also decided that the song I wrote at the Peter Mulvey workshop really isn't bad so I'm going to fine tune it and put it up as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-3905216482429966629?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/3905216482429966629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=3905216482429966629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/3905216482429966629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/3905216482429966629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-comittment-to-updating-is-so-slight.html' title='My comittment to updating is so slight that I doubt anyone would actually check here for an update...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-4818737437615676066</id><published>2009-04-03T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:11:39.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've revamp the site...which means either that I'm bored and just want another diversion from my homework, or that we've gotten further on the CD and I'm prepping the site to look like the CD itself (how classy of me) and updating the site is easier than working on the site itself. Or perhaps both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New song up in lyrics...I wrote it a few weeks ago, but it was a surprise present for someone so I don't want to publish the lyrics and have them read it before they'd heard it. But they're up now. Along with some group pictures of my halloween costume...which has nothing to do with music. Eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-4818737437615676066?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4818737437615676066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=4818737437615676066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/4818737437615676066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/4818737437615676066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-revamp-site.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-2023780054289099235</id><published>2009-03-27T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:10:25.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This past weekend, we spent some time attempted to figure out how to record. Never really happy with anything, we've now got some new equipment, and are going to spend more time this coming weekend. Wish us luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than...a new song, bits and pieces of others. I'll get the new lyrics up sooner or later. Been busy with school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-2023780054289099235?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/2023780054289099235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=2023780054289099235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/2023780054289099235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/2023780054289099235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-past-weekend-we-spent-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-6631991255273574589</id><published>2009-02-02T18:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:08:47.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recording'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So much for the contest; I was busy last weekend, and my father was busy last weekend, and we missed the deadline. But that's okay; we're going to keep an eye out for other contests, and in the meantime I need to recover my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recording from the radio show came in the mail today. I listened to a couple of my songs and man, I sound awful. But, what can I expect to hear when I listen to myself? Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-6631991255273574589?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/6631991255273574589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=6631991255273574589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/6631991255273574589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/6631991255273574589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-much-for-contest-i-was-busy-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-1751486648223881315</id><published>2009-01-28T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:07:16.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im'/><title type='text'>Going to enter the John Lennon Songwriting Contest this year</title><content type='html'>I think we're going to enter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidal&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Upstairs&lt;br /&gt;Juxtaposed&lt;br /&gt;The Asking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-1751486648223881315?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/1751486648223881315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=1751486648223881315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/1751486648223881315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/1751486648223881315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-to-enter-john-lennon-songwriting.html' title='Going to enter the John Lennon Songwriting Contest this year'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-325326285440198691</id><published>2009-01-27T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:05:09.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im'/><title type='text'>I enjoyed my return to Shugga's</title><content type='html'>I didn't really feel like going Friday; I'd had a sore throat all week and was tired, and wanted to to go to the dance...but I really had fun. It was a smaller group of performers, which was nice because it didn't drag that way, and we got through everyone exactly twice before the time was up. I played Tidal the best I have in a long while, and despite my cold I sang well. Robin sang with Walt backing her up on guitar and Jim playing washboard percussion, and it sounded really terrific!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much demand for CD...it's quite flattering. :-) But people will probably not remain so kind if I keep putting it off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-325326285440198691?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/325326285440198691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=325326285440198691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/325326285440198691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/325326285440198691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-enjoyed-my-return-to-shuggas.html' title='I enjoyed my return to Shugga&apos;s'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-4656164263505251397</id><published>2009-01-17T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:03:01.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recording'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7:50am, my alarm clock (and my watch alarm, since I've been ignoring the other one lately) went off, and I sort of rolled over to turn on my radio. I called my dad to make sure we were recording it, then got back in bed. It's a wonder I didn't fall asleep through the whole thing, I was so tired...I managed to stay awake uptil 8:30 when Clint put the recording on, and then listened to it, my eyes closed most of the time because I was just that tired (and I didn't even go to bed that late!). Oh, wait, I did fall asleep a couple of times...I missed the beginning of the third round: Gus' interview and song and my interview, but I lapsed back into consciousness in time for the Shugga's plug and Tidal. Out of the four, I played that one the worst...not that anyone but myself or Juliet, my vocal teacher, would know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get going on the CD now, I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was cool to hear myself on the radio...but it was almost like listening to a CD, you know? I guess the real concept of it, and that people I've never met were listening, just hasn't sunk in. Eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-4656164263505251397?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4656164263505251397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=4656164263505251397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/4656164263505251397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/4656164263505251397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2009/01/750am-my-alarm-clock-and-my-watch-alarm.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-1340202343476523982</id><published>2008-12-24T01:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T02:13:23.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armstrong'/><title type='text'>Louis Armstrong</title><content type='html'>I double dare you to sit over here&lt;br /&gt;I double dare you to lend me your ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take off your high hat and let's get friendly&lt;br /&gt;Don't be a scaredy cat--&lt;br /&gt;What do you care, can't you take a dare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I double dare you to kiss me and then&lt;br /&gt;I double dare you to kiss me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if that look in your eyes means what I think it does&lt;br /&gt;I double dare you to fall in love with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot mama, I double dare you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-1340202343476523982?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/1340202343476523982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=1340202343476523982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/1340202343476523982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/1340202343476523982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2008/12/louis-armstrong.html' title='Louis Armstrong'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-5797946162949348668</id><published>2008-07-07T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:59:25.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect - Simple Plan</title><content type='html'>"'Cuz we lost it all.. Nothing lasts forever.. I'm sorry I can't be perfect.. Now it's just too late and we can't go back.. I'm sorry I can't be perfect.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been great, but i have to take my leave..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-5797946162949348668?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/5797946162949348668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=5797946162949348668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/5797946162949348668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/5797946162949348668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2008/07/perfect-simple-plan.html' title='Perfect - Simple Plan'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-4811969322394088927</id><published>2008-07-02T02:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:57:39.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im'/><title type='text'>As - Stevie Wonder</title><content type='html'>"As now can't reveal the mystery of tomorrow.. But in passing will grow older every day.. Just as all is born is new.. Do know what I say is true.. That I'll be loving you always.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations on graduating and also on landing that new kick-ass job! i am very proud of you. i have never doubted your ability and i know that you'll have a good future ahead of you (as long as you don't get distracted and effed up your life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you build yourself up pretty good, despite what you been through previously. it's hellish, i know. i have seen you go through the obstacles as you're growing up and i am happy that you are the person you are today. there are many more obstacles you will face in future, but i have no doubt that you'll be able to get through it all easily. if ever you face difficulties, do know that your family is always behind you, encouraging you to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad that i have you as a brother and i am glad that we have a great sibling relationship. yes, we may have our differences. however, that has never stopped us from getting along not only as siblings, but also as best buddies. i miss being away from you cos you never fail to make me laugh and smile. i miss your company and chatting with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just thought i should let you know this cos you never know what will happen tomorrow, and i might never have the chance to let you know what i feel about you. you're my inspiration and i love you for being my brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-4811969322394088927?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4811969322394088927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=4811969322394088927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/4811969322394088927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/4811969322394088927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-stevie-wonder.html' title='As - Stevie Wonder'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-7290846294793987757</id><published>2008-03-16T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:55:01.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relax'/><title type='text'>Time After Time - Cyndi Lauper</title><content type='html'>"Secrets stolen from deep inside.. The drum beats out of time.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that exams are all over, all of us have been catching up with our much needed rest. for the past week, i have been catching up with some friends whom i haven't seen since the assessment period and seeing people off at the airport. john, jay, mike have flown home for the holidays. mary has gone home for good. jay, ross and katy are away in sydney and melbourne for the next couple of weeks. for the rest of us, we're just going to lepak around here. plans might come up one of these days. adik is coming to visit me in a couple of weeks, so that is something for me to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole month of june flew past so fast. the past month had been pretty intense for us all and we're glad that it's all over. results should be released anytime this month and i'm having butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it. i hope it all turns out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been reflecting on my life and thinking about what is in it for me tomorrow. the future is quite uncertain and it is kinda scary for me. i live my life according to the plans i make for myself, but at this point in time, tomorrow is too foggy for me to start making any plans. i was speaking to abah earlier in the day about the uncertainty i am feeling about my future, and he helped make things a bit clearer for me, pointing out my opportunities. but there needs to be more thinking and talking to be done. i do take one day at a time. but at the same time, i need to have some sort of plans for my life just to make sure that everything works out fine. of course i know that it won't necessarily work out according to what i have planned. it is there just as some sort of a guideline for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, i will just wait for a bit longer before making another plan. mummy told me to take this chance and relax while i still can. she told me that things will fall into place eventually. she has a point.. as always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-7290846294793987757?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/7290846294793987757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=7290846294793987757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/7290846294793987757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/7290846294793987757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-after-time-cyndi-lauper.html' title='Time After Time - Cyndi Lauper'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-2945325956798574604</id><published>2008-01-10T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:51:42.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im'/><title type='text'>Knives Out - Radiohead</title><content type='html'>"Look into my eyes.. It's the only way you'll know I'm telling the truth.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you take me for? just because i keep quiet, that doesn't mean that you can keep throwing crap at me. the reason i didn't respond to you was because i think that you're not worth my precious time and breath. you're such a pushover and you act all high and mighty as if you rule my life. stop telling me how to go about doing things and don't criticise me just because you don't like it. who are you in the first place to think that you can push me around and tell me to do things the way you like it? i can take criticisms, as long as they are constructive. you used belittle me about every little thing i do/say/think. but not anymore because i have seen through you and before i say something that can make things turn ugly, i advise that you better eff off and let me live my life the way i like it. i don't care about your opinions because it doesn't count anymore. i am sick and tired of you and your snobbish ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i even bother with you in the first place? you're such a effwit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-2945325956798574604?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/2945325956798574604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=2945325956798574604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/2945325956798574604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/2945325956798574604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2008/01/knives-out-radiohead.html' title='Knives Out - Radiohead'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-5964138449771053495</id><published>2007-10-27T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:50:13.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im'/><title type='text'>Stars - Simply Red</title><content type='html'>"Too many hearts are broken.. A lover's promise never came with a maybe.. So many words are left unspoken.. The silent voices are driving me crazy.. As for all the pain you caused me.. Making up could never be your intention.. You'll never know how much you hurt me.. Stay can't you see that I.. I wanna fall from the stars.. Straight into your arms.. I, I feel you.. I hope you comprehend.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am wondering if it is possible to name a star after me. it'll be cool to look up into the sky and point out to someone and say, "that star is mine and it is named after me.." then again, maybe it's not. i wouldn't want something as beautiful as that to become commercialised. it'll be like buying real estate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love looking up into the night sky &amp;amp; see the stars.. it's so beautiful &amp;amp; breath-taking. whenever i go up Mount Cootha, the first thing i do is to look up into the sky and gaze at the stars twinkling high above. i only know the orion belt so i will always look out for that. my cousin, hana, pointed out taurus to me before.. unfortunately i have forgotten how to locate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's saturday &amp;amp; it's another night in for wiyah and me. the boys are at 3 Monkeys at the moment &amp;amp; they've asked us to come along. i want to go along, but i'm just not up for it. wiyah is already on the couch with "snowy" and a pillow watching The Patriot on tv. im sure the boys will start calling us soon enough.. (speak of the devil! my mobile is ringing and it's zakir).. looks like wiyah &amp;amp; i will be going to 3 Monkeys after all.. i think the fresh air outside will do us both good.. we've been indoors the whole day &amp;amp; it's making both of us lethargic. can't even sit still to study. and i have heaps of articles to read for next week's lectures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been almost a month since i moved in here with wiyah &amp;amp; everyday has been a blast! i used to live in a kick-ass apartment but i dont always look forward to go back home. but now that i am living in a "kampung", i look forward to being home. maybe it's cos of the company.. wiyah is both a great girlfriend and housemate. i'm glad to be living with her now &amp;amp; looks like i got what i wanted.. i've told several friends that i want my last semester in brisbane to be as painless as possible.. looks like my wish has come true! *wink* and i have turned into a minah ever since i started living with wiyah. i have given up defending myself that i am no minah. *but* if i am going to be minah, i might as well be a cool minah. looks like wiyah has accomplished the mission that was given to her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-5964138449771053495?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/5964138449771053495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=5964138449771053495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/5964138449771053495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/5964138449771053495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2007/10/stars-simply-red.html' title='Stars - Simply Red'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-6454789283472864676</id><published>2007-10-25T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:47:50.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bummer'/><title type='text'>These Days - Powderfinger</title><content type='html'>"This life well it's slipping right through my hands.. these days turned out nothing like I had planned.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news&lt;br /&gt;i received a very good news on my mobile while i was having dinner yesterday. dian texted me to inform me that she is pregnant!! i am so happy for both her and her hubby! it's the news i have been waiting for! so from wiyah &amp;amp; me, CONGRATULATIONS!! looks like it's going to be a december baby! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bummer&lt;br /&gt;john informed me that Blink 182 will only make their way to brissy 13th September. i am very disappointed that i will not be able to make it to their concert seeing that i will be back in Singapore by then. i am really bummed about that cos i was looking forward to go to their concert really badly! and i am still bummed about losing my Swatch watch. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been walking around looking for fresh daisies but don't seem to be able to find them. i want some fresh flowers for the home and of course i want my favourite flower. i used to see them around alot, but not lately. whatever happen to them daisies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's friday and i can't believe how fast time fly. the weekend is finally here.. no plans so far except to catch up on work. im close to being broke anyway so i better not go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-6454789283472864676?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/6454789283472864676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=6454789283472864676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/6454789283472864676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/6454789283472864676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2007/10/these-days-powderfinger.html' title='These Days - Powderfinger'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-4146883661222711662</id><published>2007-08-03T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:39:13.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im'/><title type='text'>Diamonds On the Inside - Ben Harper</title><content type='html'>"A candle throws it’s light into the darkness.. In a nasty world so shines a good deed.. Make sure the fortune that you seek.. Is the fortune that you need.. Tell me why the first to ask.. Is the last to give every time.. What you say and do not mean.. Follows you close behind.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bugger!! why?! why?! why?! i found out from john &amp;amp; jay that Blink 182's concert on friday has been cancelled and postponed til july!! apparently a member of the band got himself into an accident or something like that. grr!! they better not get themselves into anymore trouble/accidents and cancel the next concert. so annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a walking zombie today. i go into lectures and nothing is registering. my fault for going to bed late last night even though i know that i have to get up early today. it's 10 minutes to 4pm and i am still not awake. and i have had 3 servings of coffee already (wiyah, if i am hyper later you know why). still not working. am having trouble keeping my eyes open. to make matters worse, the batteries to my discman went dead on me cos i forgot to charge them last night. *slaps forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks down and 10 more to go. i can't wait for next week cos there's something for me to look forward to! *grin* i'm excited for April to come as well cos a couple of friends will be flying into brissy to pay us all a visit! plus the mid-semester break will be happening next month as well! yes, i have 2 assignments to hand in next month, but it's not too bad. i think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-4146883661222711662?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4146883661222711662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=4146883661222711662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/4146883661222711662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/4146883661222711662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2007/08/diamonds-on-inside-ben-harper.html' title='Diamonds On the Inside - Ben Harper'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-3291117415779093194</id><published>2007-07-19T23:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:36:54.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watch'/><title type='text'>Obessions - Suede</title><content type='html'>"obsessions it’s like sex.. it’s simple and complex.. it’s called obsession.. can you handle it.. it’s connected to the hip sound and it moves with the underground.. it’s called obsession when you’re around.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's official. i lost my favourite Swatch watch. it has disappeared and no where to be found. i have been looking around for it the last 3 days &amp;amp; i can't find it. i thought i left it at the boys', but it's not there. and it's not at home either. so now i am walking around watchless. i can't not have a watch on my right wrist. i feel so damn naked! it feels like crap not being able to know the time. thank goodness my mobile tells the time. but it's not the same as having a watch on my wrist. argh!! *slaps forehead* when will i ever stop losing my stuff?! klutz isn't even the word to describe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to start on the essay for my Music Subculture class but i am stuck cos i have no idea what to write about. i am in the library trying to find any ideas for me to work on but i can't seem to find any!! so frustrating! the topic given is easy. we're supposed to pick a music subculture (e.g. punk, rock, reggae) and write about it within a particular period (e.g. 1960s, 1970s). we're to write about the subculture's social identities (geography, class, age, gender), social &amp;amp; symbolic practices (music consumption, style of music, uses of particular spaces, styles of dress, speech &amp;amp; deportment, behaviour, media production, DIY &amp;amp; subcultural enterprise) and their values (ethical, aesthetic, political). i have to say its a simple assignment but i can't narrow down which music subculture i should work on. ARGH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-3291117415779093194?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/3291117415779093194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=3291117415779093194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/3291117415779093194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/3291117415779093194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2007/07/obessions-suede.html' title='Obessions - Suede'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-4929058774491619169</id><published>2007-07-16T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:34:09.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Lagu Cinta - Dewa</title><content type='html'>thanks to jay, i am hooked on songs by Dewa. keep listening to the cd over and over again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the work of my friend, Yusni. i thought i'd put it up cos it's a beautiful picture. enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-4929058774491619169?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4929058774491619169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=4929058774491619169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/4929058774491619169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/4929058774491619169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2007/07/lagu-cinta-dewa.html' title='Lagu Cinta - Dewa'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-5395973707301796177</id><published>2007-06-03T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:17:15.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pupus - Dewa</title><content type='html'>it has been a very long day today. wiyah and i stayed up til about 5:30am studying. funny.. i used to be out til about that time on saturdays. but i haven't been up for clubbing or any other social activities lately. dunno why. its a good thing i suppose, seeing that this is my last semester i should be studying more than being out. i have alot of time to play later after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john's text message at 11am woke me up. he asked if i want to go get groceries today. we've ran out of food so i told him that i'd be coming along. lin came to pick zul, john and me &amp;amp; then omar and she brought up to stones corner and then to sunnybank. i have never done groceries at sunnybank and i wish i knew about the place earlier. the vegetables are so fresh and cheap!! i bought enough food to last us probably about a month! ok, i'm exagerating. too bad it's quite far away. i wouldn't want to travel in public transport with bags of groceries all the way from sunnybank to west end. it's ridiculous. we started shopping at about 2pm and didn't return tim about 6pm or so. lin said that if we want to do groceries just give her a call and she'll drive us there so we can do grocery shopping together. she is such a cool chick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john cooked dinner for the first time in his life tonight. he used the instant packet mix but it's good enough. feroz prepared black pepper beef and fried veggies. it's a very good dinner for a first timer. give him time and he'll be able to prepare meals from scratch. no doubt about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to be another long day for me tomorrow. have to go to uni in the morning, then later to DIMA to settle the last bit of my student visa. i am craving for the day i dont have any plans other than uni. i am feeling very tired. need to recharge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-5395973707301796177?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/5395973707301796177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=5395973707301796177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/5395973707301796177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/5395973707301796177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2007/06/pupus-dewa.html' title='Pupus - Dewa'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-2955094331053752993</id><published>2007-04-19T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:07:30.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><title type='text'>Forever Young - The Pretenders</title><content type='html'>"May God bless you and keep you always.. May your wishes all come true.. May you always do for others.. And let others do for you.. May you build a ladder.. To the stars.. And climb on every rung.. And may you stay.. Forever young.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was over at the boys' for dinner (as usual) and john &amp;amp; jay were there too. zakir was the chef tonight &amp;amp; he cooked his "famous" mee goreng. wiyah &amp;amp; i still don't have a television in our house so the only time we watch tv is when we're at the boys'. watched The Honors on tv just now.. one of my all time favourites. felt guilty watching it cos i think the boys wanted to watch the soccer match that was showing on Foxtel but since i was watching the movie, they didn't make a fuss about switching the channel. i think it's also cos they are occupied with the x-box that just arrived via DHL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered watching The Honors the first time years ago.. i cried at the end of the film. it's an inspirational film i must say. and i love the moral of the story - it's more important to earn a lesson about the world and life than being too occupied earning a degree. there's more to life than that piece of paper. yes, i agree that earning a degree is important.. it's like your passport to many places, mainly professionally. but one must always remember that learning what life is about and how the world works is more important cos this knowledge is more valuable to one. and the mind needs to be stimulated constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ripped this off a friend's blog (which has to remain anonymous).. i hope she doesn't mind me ripping from her. it'll be the same thing i'd say to my partner.. when i have one that is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don't need a simple-minded man. I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection spiritually because I don't need to be unequally yoked... believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster. I need a man who is striving for perfection financially because I don't need a financial burden. I am looking for someone who is sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded. I am looking for someone who I can respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn't taking care of his business. I have no problem being submissive... he just has to be worthy. God made woman to be a help mate for man. I can't help a man if he can't help himself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this very moment, i wish i can have just a glimpse of my parents. i wish i can transport myself to my home in &lt;a href="http://singaporeanrepublic.com/"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt; (sort of like the invisible man) and just watch my parents doing their everyday thing. i miss my parents. so much. it'll really make my day if i am able to see their faces. even for a split second. am glancing over at the family photo as i type this. i want to sit with my parents and have conversations with them, like we always do. wiyah and i have set a tentative date to fly home. we're both looking at 4th september. 2 weeks down and 11 more to go before the end of semester. we will be sitting for our exams throughout the whole month of june. winter break will be in july (and results will be out then too) and we have the whole of august to prepare for our return. we're both planning to have a little holiday together, maybe travel to sydney and melbourne between july and august.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-2955094331053752993?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/2955094331053752993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=2955094331053752993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/2955094331053752993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/2955094331053752993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2007/04/forever-young-pretenders.html' title='Forever Young - The Pretenders'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-8689145659428906417</id><published>2007-04-07T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:03:24.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flower'/><title type='text'>Antara Cinta Dan Kasih - Aishah</title><content type='html'>a flower grew unexpectedly in the cold winter season it bloomed beautifully with the most perfect petals and gives out a very enchanting scent the beautiful flower mesmerised the eyes that lay on it it was thought to forever live and never will fade&lt;br /&gt;but winter left and autumn came along the petals of the beautiful flower began to fall one by one and it soon died a tragic death..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-8689145659428906417?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/8689145659428906417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=8689145659428906417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/8689145659428906417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/8689145659428906417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2007/04/antara-cinta-dan-kasih-aishah.html' title='Antara Cinta Dan Kasih - Aishah'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-6991815188433444528</id><published>2007-04-01T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T02:58:25.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beatles'/><title type='text'>I Want To Hold Your Hand - Beatles</title><content type='html'>"And when I touch you I feel happy inside.. It’s such a feeling that my love.. I can’t hide, I can’t hide, I can’t hide.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest criticism is hard to take, particularly from a relative, a friend, an acquaintance. Or a stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to colour or not to colour..that's the question. have been contemplating for a while if i should colour my hair. i coloured my hair auburn on my last birthday. thinking if i should do it again this year. and if i colour, what colour should i get? i love auburn but i want something different this time round. should i get a reddish shade? or maybe something brownish? but then again, i miss my original colour. am afraid if i colour my hair i will regret it. i regret cutting my long hair and now i can't wait for it to grow. so what should i do now? i think i will sleep on it. again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-6991815188433444528?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/6991815188433444528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=6991815188433444528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/6991815188433444528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/6991815188433444528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-want-to-hold-your-hand-beatles.html' title='I Want To Hold Your Hand - Beatles'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-115426832851104371</id><published>2006-07-30T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T07:05:29.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Russian Jokes Translated to English</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There is an alligator sitting near the river and smoking joint.&lt;br /&gt;A beaver swims to him.&lt;br /&gt;- What are you smoking?&lt;br /&gt;- It's a funny thing, wanna try? Take a deep inhalation and hold your breath for some time.&lt;br /&gt;The beaver takes an inhalation, dives and swims underwater to the other bank. There grass takes an effect and he starts to smile and giggle. A hippopotamus looks at him and asks what's so funny. Ask the alligator for an inhallation, then you'll see what's so funny, answers the beaver. The hippopotamus dives and swims to the alligator's bank. When he emerges from the water, the alligator looks at him and shouts in terror - Breathe out, beaver, breathe out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wolf and Little Red Riding Hood.&lt;br /&gt;- Gotcha, silly girl!&lt;br /&gt;- Why do you call me silly? I'm not silly, I'm Little Red Riding Hood. Look, I have red hood, red blouse, red skirt, red socks, red shoes.. Damn, I really look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is spring. The man comes through sunny green field smiling to green grass and shiny sun. He comes to the birch grove and sees the little girl who is hanging on the birch biting birch branch.&lt;br /&gt;- What are you doing, girl?&lt;br /&gt;- D-d-drinking j-juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful morning. Glade full of flowers. Sun is rising. Birds are singing. Lieutenant Rzhevsky comes out of the white tent, his underwear is snowwhite. He looks around, raises his hands and shouts.&lt;br /&gt;- God, how could I live before and didn't notice such a beauty!&lt;br /&gt;- Fuck, fuck, fuck - answered accustomed echo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lieutenant Rzhevsky at party talked to Natasha Rostova but suddenly asked to excuse him and went out. When he was back he was all wet.&lt;br /&gt;- It is raining outdoors?&lt;br /&gt;- No, it is windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lieutenant Rzhevsky with young countess walking around the park.&lt;br /&gt;- Lieutenant, do you like children?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really. But process..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you know why programmers put two glasses to the bed-side table when they go to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;- Why?&lt;br /&gt;- Glass of water in case they will become thirsty and empty one in case they won't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-115426832851104371?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://caffeinatedpress.blogspot.com/2006/07/russian-jokes-translated-to-english.html' title='Russian Jokes Translated to English'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/115426832851104371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=115426832851104371' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/115426832851104371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/115426832851104371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2006/07/russian-jokes-translated-to-english.html' title='Russian Jokes Translated to English'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-115426822890499026</id><published>2006-07-30T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T07:03:49.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics by Hot-love.ru</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://89.108.82.56/host/humor/90/b_h61584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://89.108.82.56/host/humor/ae/b_h61614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See full collection on &lt;a href="http://hot-love.ru/a-humor"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://hot-love.ru/a-humor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-115426822890499026?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://hot-love.ru/' title='Pics by Hot-love.ru'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/115426822890499026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=115426822890499026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/115426822890499026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/115426822890499026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2006/07/pics-by-hot-loveru.html' title='Pics by Hot-love.ru'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-115426800684568312</id><published>2006-07-30T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T07:00:07.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way Children See Things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUDITY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving with my three young children one warm summer evening when a Woman in the convertible ahead of us stood up and waved. She was stark naked! As I was reeling from the shock, I heard my 5-year-old shout from the back seat, "Mom! That lady isn't wearing a seat belt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONESTY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son Zachary, 4, came screaming out of the bathroom to tell me he'd dropped his toothbrush in the toilet. So I fished it out and threw it in the garbage. Zachary stood there thinking for a moment, then ran to my bathroom and came out with my toothbrush. He held it up and said with a charming little smile, "We better throw this one out too then, 'cause it fell in the toilet a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OPINIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of school, a first-grader handed his teacher a Note from his mother. The note read, "The opinions expressed by this child are not necessarily those of his parents."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KETCHUP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman was trying hard to get the ketchup to come out of the jar. During her struggle the phone rang so she asked her 4-year-old daughter to answer the phone. "It's the minister, Mommy," the child said to her mother. Then she added, "Mommy can't come to the phone to talk to you right now.She's hitting the bottle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE NUDITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy got lost at the YMCA and found himself in the women's locker room. When he was spotted, the room burst into shrieks, with ladies grabbing towels and running for cover. The little boy watched in amazement and then asked, "What's the matter haven't you ever seen a little boy before?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELDERLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While working for an organization that delivers lunches to elderly shut-ins, I used to take my 4-year-old daughter on my afternoon rounds. The various appliances of old age, particularly the canes, walkers and wheelchairs, unfailingly intrigued her. One day I found her staring at a pair of false teeth soaking in a glass. As I braced myself for the inevitable barrage of questions, she merely turned and whispered, "The tooth fairy will never believe this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DRESS-UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little girl was watching her parents dress for a party. When she saw her dad donning his tuxedo, she warned, "Daddy, you shouldn't wear that suit." "And why not, darling?" "You know that it always gives you a headache the next morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little girl had just finished her first week of school. "I'm just wasting my time," she said to her mother. "I can't read, I can't write and they won't let me talk!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIBLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy opened the big family bible. He was fascinated as he fingered through the old pages. Suddenly, something fell out of the Bible. He pickedup the object and looked at it. What he saw was an old leaf that had been pressed in between the pages. "Mama, look what I found", the boy called out." What have you got there, dear?" With astonishment in the young boy's voice, he answered, "I think it's Adam's underwear!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-115426800684568312?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/115426800684568312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=115426800684568312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/115426800684568312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/115426800684568312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2006/07/way-children-see-things.html' title='The Way Children See Things!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27334777.post-114643077062010515</id><published>2006-04-30T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T07:02:23.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Russian Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://crazyfuns.504.com1.ru/Pics/14.04.06/Fingers/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://crazyfuns.504.com1.ru/Pics/14.04.06/Fingers/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyfuns.504.com1.ru/Pics/14.04.06/Fingers/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://crazyfuns.504.com1.ru/Pics/14.04.06/Fingers/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyfuns.504.com1.ru/Pics/14.04.06/Fingers/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://crazyfuns.504.com1.ru/Pics/14.04.06/Fingers/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more crazy pics on &lt;a href="http://crazyfuns.ru/"&gt;http://crazyfuns.ru/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27334777-114643077062010515?l=fromthehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.crazyfuns.ru/modules.php?name=News&amp;file=view&amp;news_id=1742' title='Crazy Russian Pictures'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/feeds/114643077062010515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27334777&amp;postID=114643077062010515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/114643077062010515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27334777/posts/default/114643077062010515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthehart.blogspot.com/2006/04/crazy-russian-pictures.html' title='Crazy Russian Pictures'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14841336813326314204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
