<?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-9075247236840992003</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:17:49.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*欣欣*的天堂~</title><subtitle type='html'>在这茫茫的人海里，哪里是我生存的地方?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k3xin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075247236840992003/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k3xin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>k3 xiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366020039413202757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1FlqPFBDc4/SH4lB7GE6KI/AAAAAAAAAVs/3Y-T_UCKeA4/S220/30032008175.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075247236840992003.post-8893307783267457587</id><published>2008-07-18T22:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:13:19.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeyore Eeyore Eeyore!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;h!! I'm so happy!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My dear dear actually helped me to look for eeyore background for my blog.. n as i looked through... i found this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.everythingeeyore.com/"&gt;http://www.everythingeeyore.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.everythingeeyore.com/images/eeyore%20glitters/eeyoreglitter9.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.everythingeeyore.com/images/eeyore%20glitters/eeyoreglitter9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So so so happy!!! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot to the owner.. who's also a eeyore lover!!! Cheers to you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075247236840992003-8893307783267457587?l=k3xin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k3xin.blogspot.com/feeds/8893307783267457587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075247236840992003&amp;postID=8893307783267457587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075247236840992003/posts/default/8893307783267457587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075247236840992003/posts/default/8893307783267457587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k3xin.blogspot.com/2008/07/eeyore-eeyore-eeyore.html' title='Eeyore Eeyore Eeyore!!!'/><author><name>k3 xiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366020039413202757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1FlqPFBDc4/SH4lB7GE6KI/AAAAAAAAAVs/3Y-T_UCKeA4/S220/30032008175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075247236840992003.post-1479889121180447130</id><published>2008-07-17T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T19:17:45.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A great note for all to read, it will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The man in the other bed began to love for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activities and color of the world outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As the man by the window described all this is exquiste detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window protrayed it with descriptive words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Days and weeks passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the attendants to take the body away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It faces a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Epilogue:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075247236840992003-1479889121180447130?l=k3xin.blogspot.com' alt='' 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#ff6600; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;amp;cid=player_dna&amp;amp;url=/socialdna" align="center"&gt;eSnips Social DNA &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Artist: Steve Erdody and Jonathan Rhys Meyers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Elgar Intro)&lt;br /&gt;When the one thing you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;Is nowhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;And you back stepping all of your moves&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure it out&lt;br /&gt;You wanna reach out&lt;br /&gt;You wanna give in&lt;br /&gt;Your head's wrapped around what's around the next bend&lt;br /&gt;You wish you could find something warm&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're shivering cold&lt;br /&gt;It's the first thing you see as you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you say as your saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Something inside you is crying and driving you on&lt;br /&gt;It's the first thing you see as you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you say as your saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Something inside you is crying and driving you on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause if you hadn't found me&lt;br /&gt;I would have found you&lt;br /&gt;I would have found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So long you've been running in circles&lt;br /&gt;'Round what's at stake&lt;br /&gt;But now the times come for your feet to stand still in one place&lt;br /&gt;You wanna reach out&lt;br /&gt;You wanna give in&lt;br /&gt;Your's haed wrapped around what's around the next bend&lt;br /&gt;You wish you could find something warm&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're shivering cold&lt;br /&gt;It's the first thing you see as you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you say as your saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Something inside you is crying and driving you on&lt;br /&gt;It's the first thing you see as you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you say as your saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Something inside you is crying and driving you on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause if you hadn't found me&lt;br /&gt;I would have found you&lt;br /&gt;I would have found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was your first taste of love&lt;br /&gt;Living upon what you had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the first thing you see as you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you say as your saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Something inside you is crying and driving you on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause if you hadn't found me&lt;br /&gt;I would have found you&lt;br /&gt;I would have found you&lt;br /&gt;I would have found you&lt;br /&gt;I would have found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075247236840992003-8268054907876695063?l=k3xin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k3xin.blogspot.com/feeds/8268054907876695063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075247236840992003&amp;postID=8268054907876695063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075247236840992003/posts/default/8268054907876695063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075247236840992003/posts/default/8268054907876695063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k3xin.blogspot.com/2008/07/august-rush-ost-elgarsomething-inside_17.html' title='August Rush OST - Elgar/Something Inside'/><author><name>k3 xiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366020039413202757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1FlqPFBDc4/SH4lB7GE6KI/AAAAAAAAAVs/3Y-T_UCKeA4/S220/30032008175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075247236840992003.post-8025375449996376976</id><published>2008-07-17T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:56:00.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Touching Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl and Guy were speeding over 100 MPH on the road on a motorcycle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girl: Slow down, i'm scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Guy: No, this is fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girl: No, it's not. Please, it's too scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Guy: Then tell me you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girl: Fine. I Love You. Slow Down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Guy: Now give me a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl hugs him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Guy: Can you take the helmet off and put it on yourself. It's bugging me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(on the newspaper the next day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people on it, but only 1 survived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realised that his brakes broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug one last time, then he had her wear his helmet, so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you love anyone this much, let them know.. before it's too late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;quite a sad story.. but yet meaningful.. whether this is a true story or not.. it's a lesson to learn.. especially for those that haven't been telling your loved ones that how much you have loved them.. let them know.. before it's too late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;love you lots lots dear dear!! (dunno where does this looks familiar to you.. cos i wrote it somewhere else before..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075247236840992003-8025375449996376976?l=k3xin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k3xin.blogspot.com/feeds/8025375449996376976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075247236840992003&amp;postID=8025375449996376976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075247236840992003/posts/default/8025375449996376976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075247236840992003/posts/default/8025375449996376976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k3xin.blogspot.com/2008/07/touching-story.html' title='A Touching Story'/><author><name>k3 xiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366020039413202757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1FlqPFBDc4/SH4lB7GE6KI/AAAAAAAAAVs/3Y-T_UCKeA4/S220/30032008175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075247236840992003.post-9165180115231979390</id><published>2008-07-17T01:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T02:26:35.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning of something..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly got the urge to start a new blog of my own..&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;- to reduce my time rotting at home, while waiting for uni to start..&lt;br /&gt;- a place for me to update my happiness &amp;amp; unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;- accidentally deleted a blog i have done for me n my dear..n i'm still very upset abt it&lt;br /&gt;- share some meaning articles i have received from my friends..&lt;br /&gt;- etc.. more to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. let seat back n enjoy my little blog here... :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075247236840992003-9165180115231979390?l=k3xin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k3xin.blogspot.com/feeds/9165180115231979390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075247236840992003&amp;postID=9165180115231979390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075247236840992003/posts/default/9165180115231979390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075247236840992003/posts/default/9165180115231979390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k3xin.blogspot.com/2008/07/beginning-of-something.html' title='Beginning of something..'/><author><name>k3 xiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366020039413202757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1FlqPFBDc4/SH4lB7GE6KI/AAAAAAAAAVs/3Y-T_UCKeA4/S220/30032008175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
