<?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-1037256022986580161</id><updated>2011-05-23T18:20:19.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Over.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sleepingwghosts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015046596864421968</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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1037256022986580161.post-9062093447117577001</id><published>2011-05-23T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T18:20:19.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caving In.</title><content type='html'>I feel like a complete retard,&lt;br /&gt;a total loser, for having to believe you.&lt;br /&gt;For letting you in again.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I will learn from it this time round.&lt;br /&gt;You can never trust anyone.&lt;br /&gt;My whole world is just crashing down and apart from caving in I don'y know what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;No one will stay.&lt;br /&gt;They play you like a doll, once they're done, they put you back into the doll house.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure of that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;What breaks you only makes you stronger?&lt;br /&gt;Is that it?&lt;br /&gt;What breaks you only makes you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weaker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a dumb ass right now.&lt;br /&gt;I really do. And i hope you feel happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037256022986580161-9062093447117577001?l=sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/feeds/9062093447117577001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/05/caving-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/9062093447117577001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/9062093447117577001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/05/caving-in.html' title='Caving In.'/><author><name>sleepingwghosts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015046596864421968</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-1037256022986580161.post-6068652605043828427</id><published>2011-05-18T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T12:51:37.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottles.</title><content type='html'>Okay so there's no school today,&lt;br /&gt;which means there's a short update (:&lt;br /&gt;this week's been good.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha okay except maybe for monday?&lt;br /&gt;there was much going on in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;was just to lazy to do anything, &lt;br /&gt;too lazy to move to go for the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, not having the mood to.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and X got angry with me for not turning up.&lt;br /&gt;After that i had a talk with X,&lt;br /&gt;and X says that I bottle up feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Do I really bottle up my feelings?&lt;br /&gt;Or am i choosing who to tell them to?&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of letting everyone know how you feel?&lt;br /&gt;they can't change the way how you feel right? ;D&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather let no one know, than to let everyone know.&lt;br /&gt;Going back to schl tmrw. sigh can i skip the rocket thing,&lt;br /&gt;I don't see a need for that under the hot sun o:&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall stop now.&lt;br /&gt;-Keep your FRIENDS CLOSE, but your ENEMIES CLOSER,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037256022986580161-6068652605043828427?l=sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/feeds/6068652605043828427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/05/bottles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/6068652605043828427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/6068652605043828427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/05/bottles.html' title='Bottles.'/><author><name>sleepingwghosts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015046596864421968</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-1037256022986580161.post-3842710234829986141</id><published>2011-05-10T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T11:31:02.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MATH.</title><content type='html'>okay, math had math p2 today.&lt;br /&gt;totally screwed up ); sadkid123&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY I GOT B3 OR SMTG.&lt;br /&gt;I'D BE SUPER DUPER HAPPY!!&lt;br /&gt;ahyo but impossible luh.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha thank God for the rain!!&lt;br /&gt;the weather's so cooling now.&lt;br /&gt;it has been rather hot these few days o:&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU JESUS &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hehe God is faithful!!&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037256022986580161-3842710234829986141?l=sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/feeds/3842710234829986141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/05/math.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/3842710234829986141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/3842710234829986141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/05/math.html' title='MATH.'/><author><name>sleepingwghosts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015046596864421968</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-1037256022986580161.post-6752964475175632430</id><published>2011-05-07T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T19:26:30.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake Smile.</title><content type='html'>Dear daddy, i know you wont be reading this but still i have to let out my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO SAY THAT MY SMILE IS FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;DOES HAVING SMALL EYES WITH TEETH MEAN THAT I HAVE A FAKE SMILE?&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's not genuine to you but it is.&lt;br /&gt;why can't i have small eyes?&lt;br /&gt;hello, we're ASIANS, CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;maybe only 1 out of 10 singaporeans have big eyes but im not one of those.&lt;br /&gt;plus i inherited it from either you or mummy okay?&lt;br /&gt;besides that, your eyes aren't big too.&lt;br /&gt;so who on earth are you to say that i have a fake smile?&lt;br /&gt;so does being your child means that you can say that my smile is fake?&lt;br /&gt;BULLSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;and why do you think that i smile with teeth?&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE MY MOTHER FUCKING SPENT MORE THAN 5K FOR MY BRACES OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;what's the point of hiding my teeth when i paid so much for it?&lt;br /&gt;tsk, does it even make sense?&lt;br /&gt;SO ALL IN ALL, YOU CANNOT SAY THAT MY SMILE IS FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;a smile conceals everything but it doesn't mean that it's fake.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY? (:&lt;br /&gt;PEACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh ya, you guys have to click play on mixpod so that the music will play -_-&lt;br /&gt;off to watch pretty little liars, SMILE! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037256022986580161-6752964475175632430?l=sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/feeds/6752964475175632430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/05/fake-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/6752964475175632430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/6752964475175632430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/05/fake-smile.html' title='Fake Smile.'/><author><name>sleepingwghosts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015046596864421968</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-1037256022986580161.post-8733526055562105470</id><published>2011-05-06T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:36:10.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy?</title><content type='html'>Finally got the mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;HEE. I'm in the midsts of exams but I'm still sittg here to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Slack or what?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA SINFUL.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, had lit exams today. Didnt have time to complete it ):&lt;br /&gt;I was at the last question!&lt;br /&gt;okay moving on.&lt;br /&gt;played bball today with vivian, bx, oxford, ryan, tim and some other junyuan guys.&lt;br /&gt;never really experienced joy in such a long time (:&lt;br /&gt;what really is joy, i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Is joy hapiness?&lt;br /&gt;just letting go of all the unhappy things make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;but how? how do you do so?&lt;br /&gt;how are you supposed to let go of things that makes you unhappy?&lt;br /&gt;do happy things maybe, you would say.&lt;br /&gt;but up until now i don't really know what makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought that things are getting better,&lt;br /&gt;it's just getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder why we are so hypocritical in everything.&lt;br /&gt;why can't we have the guts to do the things that we really&lt;br /&gt;feel like saying or doing?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's happening,&lt;br /&gt;but I know that I'm definitely stronger then who I've used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037256022986580161-8733526055562105470?l=sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/feeds/8733526055562105470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/05/joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/8733526055562105470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/8733526055562105470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/05/joy.html' title='Joy?'/><author><name>sleepingwghosts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015046596864421968</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-1037256022986580161.post-1994474037034676557</id><published>2011-04-13T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T22:06:47.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh I've found a friend. I dont need you anymore, my dear.</title><content type='html'>I'm in a super bad mood now.&lt;br /&gt;Why do people only come to me when they need me?!&lt;br /&gt;and when they don't they just leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;it's irritating. What do you take me for?&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to question myself - WHAT ON EARTH AM I TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Do I deserve this, is this karma or what. &lt;br /&gt;And please, I'm not your bloody substitute, neither am I your option, your back up or your spare tire!&lt;br /&gt;I need to emphasize on this badly.&lt;br /&gt;I WONT BE THERE FOR YOU IF IM GETTING TREATED LIKE THIS OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;it's fair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037256022986580161-1994474037034676557?l=sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/feeds/1994474037034676557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-ive-found-friend-i-dont-need-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/1994474037034676557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/1994474037034676557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-ive-found-friend-i-dont-need-you.html' title='oh I&apos;ve found a friend. I dont need you anymore, my dear.'/><author><name>sleepingwghosts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015046596864421968</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-1037256022986580161.post-4812333063807886156</id><published>2011-04-07T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T20:49:06.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been long.</title><content type='html'>OKAY SO THE WEEK IS ALMOST OVER.&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T BLOODY WAIT FOR IT TO PASS.&lt;br /&gt;I've been kinda emotional this week I guess..&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't really satisfied with anything.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should learn to appreciate things more.&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been taken many things for-granted.&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't been doing my quiet time,&lt;br /&gt;and yes i'm guilty of it.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;okies nthg much, better start my hmwk.&lt;br /&gt;much love :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037256022986580161-4812333063807886156?l=sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/feeds/4812333063807886156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-been-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/4812333063807886156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/4812333063807886156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-been-long.html' title='It&apos;s been long.'/><author><name>sleepingwghosts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015046596864421968</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-1037256022986580161.post-2719670810099189733</id><published>2011-04-03T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:59:33.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the edge.</title><content type='html'>I'm currently doing research on global warming.&lt;br /&gt;And it's such a sad thing.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, moving on.&lt;br /&gt;You know when you just feel so loved and protected,&lt;br /&gt;but you know it's all too good to be true,&lt;br /&gt;everything just crashes.&lt;br /&gt;And you then feel so lost, it's making you bitter and hard.&lt;br /&gt;It's making you feel like nothing is ever worth the try of trusting.&lt;br /&gt;what should I do? :(&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like giving up on everything because I don't see the reason why I should stay/ hang on.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like anybody cares, and it's just sad to say that.&lt;br /&gt;I know that everything happens for a reason, and I want to know that reason.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should leave, everything shld restart yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037256022986580161-2719670810099189733?l=sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/feeds/2719670810099189733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-edge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/2719670810099189733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/2719670810099189733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-edge.html' title='On the edge.'/><author><name>sleepingwghosts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015046596864421968</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-1037256022986580161.post-5169940732789812335</id><published>2011-04-02T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T01:11:24.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence.</title><content type='html'>yes, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;how, things just keeps getting worse, nothing gets better.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how I try to keep myself distracted, you're just there.&lt;br /&gt;sigh still fell hard despite knowing the consequences. &lt;br /&gt;what the toot is wrong with me. ): gah.&lt;br /&gt;mixed feelings. feeling like a complete moron please.&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk to you, but you just push me away.&lt;br /&gt;I don't fucking know what to do. tell me? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037256022986580161-5169940732789812335?l=sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/feeds/5169940732789812335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/04/reminiscence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/5169940732789812335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/5169940732789812335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/04/reminiscence.html' title='Reminiscence.'/><author><name>sleepingwghosts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015046596864421968</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-1037256022986580161.post-1476003274117266549</id><published>2011-04-01T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T20:55:47.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Perfect Memories.</title><content type='html'>I just took Polaroid pictures with Vivian :)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHA and she's just so sweet and funny and loving.&lt;br /&gt;She's always there when I needed her.&lt;br /&gt;Love you babe &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I guess I', never gonna be good enough for you,&lt;br /&gt;so I guess I should just move on.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nothing much today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037256022986580161-1476003274117266549?l=sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/feeds/1476003274117266549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/04/picture-perfect-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/1476003274117266549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037256022986580161/posts/default/1476003274117266549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingwghosts.blogspot.com/2011/04/picture-perfect-memories.html' title='Picture Perfect Memories.'/><author><name>sleepingwghosts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015046596864421968</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>
