<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097</id><updated>2009-12-15T23:06:14.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions of a dysphunksional</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-5930699105905523376</id><published>2009-12-15T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:06:14.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back for 2 weeks but gone for more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to just sit down in my porch again and take my time to do stuff.&lt;br /&gt;The rain makes it feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Breeze and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;despite the unhurried posture,&lt;br /&gt;there's still matters upsetting my peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you,&lt;br /&gt;but then I'd have to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, momentary ninja relapses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;www.mysterygoogle.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/357907449648801097-5930699105905523376?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-6795147518638381297</id><published>2009-11-17T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:46:49.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Took me quite abit to get here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had to type the entire word "Blogger.com" to get to the site. heh.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been here for so long that mozilla doesn't even remember it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You see, I've grown apart from blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Besides telling you that school still sucks, I've no more confounding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;information to update you guys with no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't have anymore &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;random-short stories&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;because my schedule doesn't permit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(either &lt;/span&gt;tht&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; or, it does, but I'm bad at organising my time - but &lt;/span&gt;thts&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; besides the point)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you must be wondering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;why am i still here dishing out this post then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;because this is an attempt to inject &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;into my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;withering vocab&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surpressed burst of aesthetic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To remind myself that I've still got this little page in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the sea of the world-wide web to do graffiti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No sweat,&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be coming back here with installments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Perhaps sporadic but nevertheless existant installments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(haha you must be thinking, "gee, what a useless post.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(well yea, I think so too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/357907449648801097-6795147518638381297?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6795147518638381297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=6795147518638381297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/6795147518638381297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/6795147518638381297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/11/boo-school.html' title='boo school.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-6965150959278015385</id><published>2009-10-30T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T10:31:15.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's school you see.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SushZTHq_BI/AAAAAAAAATE/-c4RsRfxieU/s1600-h/and+I+got+the+lead+role.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SushZTHq_BI/AAAAAAAAATE/-c4RsRfxieU/s320/and+I+got+the+lead+role.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398445296846568466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feelabit inadequate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(an inspiration in class)&lt;/span&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/357907449648801097-6965150959278015385?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SushZTHq_BI/AAAAAAAAATE/-c4RsRfxieU/s72-c/and+I+got+the+lead+role.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-5917806934853599490</id><published>2009-09-24T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T08:54:11.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Botanical Gardens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(sry for the late wish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/Sstm0lv-yDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ncw5CJmiykY/s1600-h/picnic24.09+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/Sstm0lv-yDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ncw5CJmiykY/s320/picnic24.09+21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389514432751519794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/Sstl3TAkAgI/AAAAAAAAASs/OQmS0vdMi20/s1600-h/picnic24.09+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/Sstl3TAkAgI/AAAAAAAAASs/OQmS0vdMi20/s320/picnic24.09+22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389513379748774402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/Sstl21ZWDOI/AAAAAAAAASk/_ee0xuK_hxo/s1600-h/picnic24.09+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/Sstl21ZWDOI/AAAAAAAAASk/_ee0xuK_hxo/s320/picnic24.09+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389513371799653602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SstlVmul-FI/AAAAAAAAASU/LLQCrsUypXU/s1600-h/picnic24.09+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SstlVmul-FI/AAAAAAAAASU/LLQCrsUypXU/s320/picnic24.09+20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389512800926562386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SstlVf6rgLI/AAAAAAAAASM/mJKog8_NAB8/s1600-h/picnic24.09+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SstlVf6rgLI/AAAAAAAAASM/mJKog8_NAB8/s320/picnic24.09+19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389512799098208434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cupcakes &amp;amp; leftover Popcorn chicken = Creamy Chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SstlU0bAEwI/AAAAAAAAASE/jipwgGR00mk/s1600-h/picnic24.09+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SstlU0bAEwI/AAAAAAAAASE/jipwgGR00mk/s320/picnic24.09+16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389512787422614274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SstlUeLBgMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/u1xVpAIJZlg/s1600-h/picnic24.09+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SstlUeLBgMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/u1xVpAIJZlg/s320/picnic24.09+17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389512781450019010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SstlUDymlhI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tA8jWeJeX6s/s1600-h/picnic24.09+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SstlUDymlhI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tA8jWeJeX6s/s320/picnic24.09+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389512774368269842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/357907449648801097-5917806934853599490?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/5917806934853599490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=5917806934853599490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/5917806934853599490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/5917806934853599490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/botanical-gardens.html' title='The Botanical Gardens.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/Sstm0lv-yDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ncw5CJmiykY/s72-c/picnic24.09+21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-7330991820628837150</id><published>2009-09-15T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:46:59.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing rhetoric but a little esotheric.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've always thought-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;that some birthdays were more important then others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16th&lt;/span&gt; birthday's more improtant cos it's the SWEET 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday is more important cos you're allowed to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;smoke and drink legally(not that I do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21st&lt;/span&gt; birthday is more important cos that's when your offically an adult...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and etc etc, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you catch my drift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I started out this month thinking that my 17th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;is just another birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Big whoop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I came to realise on this birthday, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that all birthdays are equally important&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Because when I celebrate birthdays, I celebrate it with family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And it's precisely the family and friends that make birthdays so important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every year as I celebrate my birthday, it serves as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reminder&lt;/span&gt; of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;how blessed I am to have the people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am reminded that the years spent roaming this rock is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; not for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Even if it isn't a bigscale celebration, those birthdays are still important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;simply beca&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;use I never fail to celebrate it with people I hold close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Once again, cliche, but I mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thk you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&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/357907449648801097-7330991820628837150?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7330991820628837150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=7330991820628837150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/7330991820628837150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/7330991820628837150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-rhetoric-but-little-esotheric.html' title='nothing rhetoric but a little esotheric.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-2755934637739923612</id><published>2009-09-05T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:46:06.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out in my porch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a pallet of blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a faint tangy smell of grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a light humidity - as if the grass itself were perspiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a soft stream of wind - only enough to comb through your hair and hit you like spring water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all these are the essence of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;free day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&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/357907449648801097-2755934637739923612?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/2755934637739923612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=2755934637739923612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/2755934637739923612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/2755934637739923612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/out-in-my-porch.html' title='Out in my porch.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-2556997559865598756</id><published>2009-08-28T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T03:41:33.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deserved break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Exams are over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/Spe0GEzbNSI/AAAAAAAAARs/65quNEug9CA/s1600-h/whut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/Spe0GEzbNSI/AAAAAAAAARs/65quNEug9CA/s320/whut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374962696751625506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I'm free to do whatever I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&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/357907449648801097-2556997559865598756?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/2556997559865598756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=2556997559865598756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/2556997559865598756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/2556997559865598756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/08/deserved-break.html' title='Deserved break.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/Spe0GEzbNSI/AAAAAAAAARs/65quNEug9CA/s72-c/whut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-8757930068116552309</id><published>2009-08-22T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T11:49:10.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He isn't the fullest of men,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He has intuitions like that of a mother hen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and that's something I still  can't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comprehend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Comprehend I can't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but it's importance I can fend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He always knew  when  or  what  text should be sent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;to evoke a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;End of the day, I have this friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He says he doesn't get enough compliments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So here I am in my defense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;to prove how much I meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;when I said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;you're a great friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alright, it's 2:40am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Goodnight, sleep tight~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&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/357907449648801097-8757930068116552309?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/8757930068116552309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=8757930068116552309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/8757930068116552309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/8757930068116552309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-friend.html' title='I have a friend.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-8795449447209281349</id><published>2009-08-17T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:38:40.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=l</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now, how would I know what's going on unless you tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; trying to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I kinda miss you pal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can't you tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/357907449648801097-8795449447209281349?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/8795449447209281349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=8795449447209281349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/8795449447209281349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/8795449447209281349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/08/l.html' title='=l'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-3218897226953763399</id><published>2009-08-08T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:31:13.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So short yet so long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* inhales *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm Tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's Next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* exhales *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/357907449648801097-3218897226953763399?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/3218897226953763399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=3218897226953763399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/3218897226953763399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/3218897226953763399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-short-yet-so-long.html' title='So short yet so long.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-2868966706589029749</id><published>2009-08-01T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T06:56:46.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senescence in Retrograde.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Simple things really. simple things. Two numbers and a movie was&lt;br /&gt;all it took to make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SnQ-uxiS43I/AAAAAAAAARM/CSS6tzjtIhQ/s1600-h/600px-US_89.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SnQ-uxiS43I/AAAAAAAAARM/CSS6tzjtIhQ/s320/600px-US_89.svg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364982029397189490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SnQ-ugkOiJI/AAAAAAAAARE/T42r5MsM_qI/s1600-h/Dnu-89.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SnQ-ugkOiJI/AAAAAAAAARE/T42r5MsM_qI/s320/Dnu-89.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364982024841889938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 &amp;amp; 9. funny numbers really. Never thought it would mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;As I was sitting 89 home today, it brought back good memories.&lt;br /&gt;My heart was aching man, no kid.&lt;br /&gt;I wana go back to secondary school so bad.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SnRC7D8lz-I/AAAAAAAAARU/iVlTL9jnxnY/s1600-h/501512%7EFreaky-Friday-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SnRC7D8lz-I/AAAAAAAAARU/iVlTL9jnxnY/s320/501512%7EFreaky-Friday-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364986638544261090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Freaky Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A chick flick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But once again funny how much influence it had in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still remember clearly, p6 when I first watched it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It blew me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anna's spunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The mom's job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The corny morals in the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They blew me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The guitar riffs weren't even brilliant but smt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just hit me I guess - made me wana play the guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I didn't even know much about the mom's job but smt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just hit me again I guess - and today I'm still chasing the dream of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;being a psychiatrist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(okai psychologist for now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which equates to the best thing about today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I met Mandy today, my girlfriend from secondary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which! I haven't met in ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We sat 89 home tgt and coincidently we saw tht they were airing Freaky Friday tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And so happens OUR SONG is in the soundtrack of Freaky Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ultimate by Lindsay Lohan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It just warms the heart ya know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okai i'm sry this entire post is so unrhythmically  written,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but I really don't care at this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but I just wana let you know I'm a happy smuck today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Naomi/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/357907449648801097-2868966706589029749?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/2868966706589029749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=2868966706589029749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/2868966706589029749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/2868966706589029749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/08/senescence-in-retrograde.html' title='Senescence in Retrograde.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SnQ-uxiS43I/AAAAAAAAARM/CSS6tzjtIhQ/s72-c/600px-US_89.svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-1834957438158509976</id><published>2009-07-16T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T18:56:32.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School sucks, take drugs - and then you die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;The above is my current slogan for school.&lt;br /&gt;I've already pictured a banner of it hanging at the school's main entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;\m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, just lemme be a typical poly student for awhile alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Post-LOA reeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LOA left us with an incredible amount of make-up lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we had 9hours of Principles of Statistics.&lt;br /&gt;9 boring hours of Tze Min droning.&lt;br /&gt;okai, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drawling &amp;amp; droning._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, does she have to talk so slowly?&lt;br /&gt;You could melt hearing her speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the worst thing so far this week is,&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;free friday&lt;/span&gt; tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poppin' cheesepies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jumps out the window*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, I'm still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm done complainning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gona walk out the door instead.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&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/357907449648801097-1834957438158509976?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/1834957438158509976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=1834957438158509976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/1834957438158509976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/1834957438158509976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-sucks-take-durgs-and-then-you.html' title='School sucks, take drugs - and then you die.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-337727131455291380</id><published>2009-07-02T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:27:45.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more reason to be a dad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;Another late post.&lt;br /&gt;Okai, very late post.&lt;br /&gt;Anw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Happy Belated Father's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wana thank you&lt;br /&gt;for letting me take ballet lessons Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ballet sucked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Cos it's the rides home from ballet that I treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No matter how tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;thankfully you were there to bring me home with pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When we had to travel from Marine Parade all the way to Pasir Ris,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I get to spend quality time with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And that's a joy I'll never trade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Despite the weariness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You make me laugh myself to bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now that there's no more ballet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I finally get to spend dinner time with you and the family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm glad that I can make you laugh now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Read the sentences in red from bottom up, and I'm sure it's how my dad feels about me too.)&lt;br /&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/357907449648801097-337727131455291380?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/337727131455291380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=337727131455291380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/337727131455291380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/337727131455291380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-more-reason-to-be-dad.html' title='One more reason to be a dad.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-1965391407124420569</id><published>2009-06-26T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T06:13:42.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On everyone's lips.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To the King of Pop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SkTIQTkI6VI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/RXr0XRhYGas/s320/mjthriller+album.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351622439678306642" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another day has gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm still all alone&lt;br /&gt;How could this be&lt;br /&gt;You're not here with me&lt;br /&gt;You never said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me why&lt;br /&gt;Did you have to go&lt;br /&gt;And leave my world so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;br /&gt;How did love slip away&lt;br /&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;br /&gt;That you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone&lt;br /&gt;I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All alone&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other night&lt;br /&gt;I thought I heard you cry&lt;br /&gt;Asking me to come&lt;br /&gt;And hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I can hear your prayers&lt;br /&gt;Your burdens I will bear&lt;br /&gt;But first I need your hand&lt;br /&gt;So forever can begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;br /&gt;How did love slip away&lt;br /&gt;Then something whispers in my ear and says&lt;br /&gt;That you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisper three words and I'll come runnin'&lt;br /&gt;And girl you know that I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone&lt;br /&gt;I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone&lt;br /&gt;I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. I wanted to go to at least one of his concerts. =/&lt;/i&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/357907449648801097-1965391407124420569?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/1965391407124420569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=1965391407124420569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/1965391407124420569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/1965391407124420569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-everyones-lips.html' title='On everyone&apos;s lips.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/SkTIQTkI6VI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/RXr0XRhYGas/s72-c/mjthriller+album.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-7807597345595925323</id><published>2009-06-22T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:23:56.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My apologies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sry&lt;/span&gt; I know I haven't been here for quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my excuse is homework too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School Reeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a confession to make though,&lt;br /&gt;I use to wish they would close school down cos of the rising&lt;br /&gt;number of H1N1 cases.&lt;br /&gt;(indirectly, wishing for more people to contract H1N1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Probably, cos I didn't think it would hit that close to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was wrong &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;undoubtedly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos it's closer to home then I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for a check up later..&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, nothing's worng and I didn't bring it to my immediate family.&lt;br /&gt;Which me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/357907449648801097-7807597345595925323?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7807597345595925323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=7807597345595925323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/7807597345595925323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/7807597345595925323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-apologies.html' title='My apologies.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-3572074883671292682</id><published>2009-06-12T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:53:28.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky to have stayed where we have stayed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha well it's more of lucky for them to stay where they've stayed.&lt;br /&gt;A little less lucky for me ,&lt;br /&gt;cos it was my house that the guys converted into a&lt;br /&gt;lan shop/hotel/cinema/recording studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food.&lt;br /&gt;wires.&lt;br /&gt;movies.&lt;br /&gt;laptops.&lt;br /&gt;blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the "S" in them.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the mess.&lt;br /&gt;all over the space of my living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't ask for better company.&lt;br /&gt;It's not so much of what we did,&lt;br /&gt;but simply the existance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably what friendships are build upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dudes.&lt;br /&gt;My sincerity from the mere memory.&lt;br /&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/357907449648801097-3572074883671292682?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-6412873595062703613</id><published>2009-06-08T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:30:32.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm having my &lt;strong&gt;Holidays&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Or so they say.&lt;br /&gt;But you probably know that already,&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not gona write about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've just been thinking again.&lt;br /&gt;What after this?&lt;br /&gt;You know that feeling of &lt;em&gt;uncertainty&lt;/em&gt; you have when&lt;br /&gt;you're taking your O levels, like Poly or JC will determine your&lt;br /&gt;path of life in the future and what not.&lt;br /&gt;Yea that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years will go in a flash, I'm told.&lt;br /&gt;What's after Poly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying here is hardly appealing. =S&lt;br /&gt;Studying overseas, would mean that I'll have to start&lt;br /&gt;living life all over again.=/&lt;br /&gt;That too is hardly appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/ okai, I'm sorry this post was so pointless.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even have a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;well oh well.&lt;br /&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/357907449648801097-6412873595062703613?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6412873595062703613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=6412873595062703613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/6412873595062703613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/6412873595062703613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/06/holidays.html' title='Holidays.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-7690802518681660949</id><published>2009-06-04T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:30:41.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so I asked myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what do you make of...&lt;br /&gt;when you smell a scent that makes you swell,&lt;br /&gt;see a colour that makes you flutter,&lt;br /&gt;engage in a sport that flags more than thought,&lt;br /&gt;sense a vibe that makes you wana hold on tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself, it must be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again,&lt;br /&gt;what happens if I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't smell the scent that makes me swell,&lt;br /&gt;see the colour but no longer flutter,&lt;br /&gt;leave the sport &lt;em&gt;because&lt;/em&gt; it flags more than a thought,&lt;br /&gt;lose the vibe because it wasn't meant to be tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's all too soon to tell. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(you probably won't understand this, haha btr tht you don't maybe,&lt;br /&gt;but well I had to let it out somewhere~)&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/357907449648801097-7690802518681660949?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7690802518681660949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=7690802518681660949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/7690802518681660949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/7690802518681660949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-i-asked-myself.html' title='so I asked myself...'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-1511694366677754868</id><published>2009-06-01T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T04:46:45.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FPsych paper's over.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;it was much easier than I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;tsk, Made me waste my emotions(generated by the limbic system, located in your forebrain)&lt;br /&gt;on worrying about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, since I feel much less tense now,&lt;br /&gt;I've an urge to write a buncha words pulled out of my head that rhyme haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gargle bubble&lt;br /&gt;red bed&lt;br /&gt;bag tag&lt;br /&gt;unique antique&lt;br /&gt;breed weed&lt;br /&gt;think pink&lt;br /&gt;gold and bold&lt;br /&gt;impair a pear&lt;br /&gt;incessant obsession&lt;br /&gt;holy moly&lt;br /&gt;great grape&lt;br /&gt;pamper temper&lt;br /&gt;pieces of thesis&lt;br /&gt;tapestry mystery&lt;br /&gt;pie fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peeling feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s I don't know, not again, but it's bubblin.&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/357907449648801097-1511694366677754868?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/1511694366677754868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=1511694366677754868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/1511694366677754868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/1511694366677754868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-7265076457144800535</id><published>2009-05-19T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:24:25.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>________</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scrap what I said in the post before this.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you think but poly, IS stressful.&lt;br /&gt;I'm deprived.&lt;br /&gt;and it's only the 5th week into Poly.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I whine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to write a nice lil poem now but&lt;br /&gt;my mind's empty. Sucked dry and shrivelled up&lt;br /&gt;from all the theory processing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/ShVCCiffx1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ZsPrNc-sqKo/s1600-h/dudethere%27snothingther.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338245544703674194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/ShVCCiffx1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ZsPrNc-sqKo/s320/dudethere%27snothingther.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/357907449648801097-7265076457144800535?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7265076457144800535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=7265076457144800535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/7265076457144800535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/7265076457144800535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='________'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KJNeyaS3VaI/ShVCCiffx1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ZsPrNc-sqKo/s72-c/dudethere%27snothingther.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-1559712902050220348</id><published>2009-05-12T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T03:13:13.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys will never know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A belated tribute to my mom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; My mom, she's very loud.&lt;br /&gt;My mom, she never listens.&lt;br /&gt;My mom, she's demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my Mom,&lt;br /&gt;She gave birth to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very loud.&lt;br /&gt;I too never listened.&lt;br /&gt;I was always demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply because of that, I love my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;And she must love me too. &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Naomi Liew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 23:22-25 ESV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(23)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen to your father who gave you life, and do not despise your mother when she is old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(24)&lt;/span&gt;Buy truth, and do not sell it; buy wisdom, instruction, and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(25)&lt;/span&gt;The father of the righteous will greatly rejoice; he who fathers a wise son will be glad in him. Let your father and mother be glad; let her who bore you rejoice.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/357907449648801097-1559712902050220348?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/1559712902050220348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=1559712902050220348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/1559712902050220348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/1559712902050220348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/05/guys-will-never-understand.html' title='Guys will never know.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-8926933753899888109</id><published>2009-05-05T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:14:05.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbers &amp; Figures. pft.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Thing about Poly is, It's so darn free and easy.&lt;br /&gt;(although the e-learning crap is crap)&lt;br /&gt;(stupid log-ins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in CSA lesson now and it's pretty awesome considering&lt;br /&gt;the entire lesson is held in a computer lab for 3 HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;(and everyone knows what that MEANS =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai, I've really nth interesting to tlk about this time.&lt;br /&gt;Well but if you wana know my Malacca trip was great.&lt;br /&gt;We ate peranakan food at almost every meal.&lt;br /&gt;haha. BRING ON THE WEIGHT man~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we lodged in this perenakan Hotel, HOTEL PURI&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty grand looking and the best part is it's facade&lt;br /&gt;is one of a shophouse, on Jonker Walk.&lt;br /&gt;Totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is you don't have to walk very far to sight see.&lt;br /&gt;Cos everything you wana see is in Jonker Walk itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downside is, it's incredibly dirty&lt;br /&gt;and, I fell sick during the trip.&lt;br /&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/357907449648801097-8926933753899888109?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/8926933753899888109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=8926933753899888109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/8926933753899888109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/8926933753899888109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/05/numbers-figures-pft.html' title='Numbers &amp; Figures. pft.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-5143701620641995894</id><published>2009-04-30T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:02:32.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acid Drop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I brought my skateboard to it's first real skating session with Shawn, Aloy and Zhen.&lt;br /&gt;And my feelings are conflicting, I don't know weather to feel awesome that the decks not a white elephant anymore, or to ache badly cos it's got major scratches everywhere. =/ Part and parcel i guess.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to master the acid drop,&lt;br /&gt;for 3 lousy hours.&lt;br /&gt;and I havn't mastered it.&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant or what. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'm off for another family vacation won't be here for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Catcha soon. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/357907449648801097-5143701620641995894?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/5143701620641995894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=5143701620641995894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/5143701620641995894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/5143701620641995894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/04/acid-drop.html' title='Acid Drop.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-9157720858453525342</id><published>2009-04-19T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T09:32:04.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because fridays are my free days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've no school on Fridays =D hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai but tmr's my first official day of school.&lt;br /&gt;so I decided why not I take one last look&lt;br /&gt;at the crazy amount of notes we did on FB,&lt;br /&gt;when we were waiting for school to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so I chanced upon a note that became a&lt;br /&gt;prime ground for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corny Pick-up lines&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.haha.&lt;br /&gt;(which, for the record, was all NC's idea =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes nothing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Naomi : Do you have a plaster ? because I think I fell for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nicholas : You're not gonna leave with my heart without even giving me your number are you..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nai : Excuse me do you have a map? Cos i think I got lost in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NC : &lt;em&gt;Your the Cheese to my Mac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nai : Hey I lost my number. Could I have yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NC : I accidentally fell in love with you so... I'm gonna need your particulars for my insurance company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nai : I work as a locksmith..could I make an extra key to your heart ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NC : This blank in my phone book is totally bugging me, Mind helping me fill that up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nai : I lost a sweet just now, but I seem to have found it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NC : *Checks you out*&lt;br /&gt;"I know what i want for Christmas..."&lt;br /&gt;And in the event she sets an angry boyfriend on me...&lt;br /&gt;"I WANT HER DRESS LA.!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nai : *guy/girl walks into the room*&lt;br /&gt;" is it me or did it just get hot in here? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NC : Are you a narcissist.? Cause i think it wouldn't be that hard to love someone as pretty as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nai : Your so FINE, i wouldn't mind getting booked for it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NC : My eye must REALLY behold you, since beauty is in the eye of the beholder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nai : I went to the doctor and he told me I had a permanent lump on the side of my head..then I realised it must have been caused by you, &lt;em&gt;cos your always on my mind&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NC : *Whenever the girl starts walking, i hum the tune of Roy Orbison - &lt;em&gt;Pretty Woman&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;(Hum cause i can't sing to save my life xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nai : Excuse me, do you have the time? I seemed to have used mine up watching at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NC : Could you join me for a cup of coffee..? &lt;em&gt;I kinda need more sugar&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, well =) , I hope you guys had a heater on while readin all that.&lt;br /&gt;Now you know who to go to if you ever need a Love Doctor. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&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/357907449648801097-9157720858453525342?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/9157720858453525342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=9157720858453525342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/9157720858453525342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/9157720858453525342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/04/because-fridays-are-my-free-days.html' title='because fridays are my free days.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357907449648801097.post-2817643895137045020</id><published>2009-04-15T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T07:44:19.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First day of school.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it gets better.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;Not what I thought it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/357907449648801097-2817643895137045020?l=musical-sketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/feeds/2817643895137045020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=357907449648801097&amp;postID=2817643895137045020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/2817643895137045020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/357907449648801097/posts/default/2817643895137045020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musical-sketches.blogspot.com/2009/04/first.html' title='First.'/><author><name>nailiew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02756087789891781648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09408888681159868995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>