<?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-8612063036859702569</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:51:31.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miniature Garden</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gwyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13963256099466510316</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612063036859702569.post-752679652250805690</id><published>2007-06-06T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T18:54:45.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Huh... exam is over. &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;The moment i entered the living room, i thrown my school bag aside. Started to settle down. Nothing inside my head, desperately to stay empty, still and stunt. Fully enjoyed the relief gained after the exam. No burden, no pressure, no crowded people around. Just me, myself.&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 love the feel. In fact, im addicted to it. Early morning when wake up, i can just sit around the staircase, think of nothing. Appreciate the morning silence, to be alone. Time pass easily when im in "coma". 5 minutes passed, 10 minutes...... still coulnd't pull myself out. Sentimentally attached to the sensation and peacefulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In this world, due to technology advancement, many sounds were created. Especially in town, we are living in those sound polution environment. So i do teasure even one minute silence i have, be alone myself, or sometime just think without constrain. Completely pull myself out of the reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is worth for you to at least spend few minutes, simply listen to your inner voice. You may understand what i trying to explain here. You will love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612063036859702569-752679652250805690?l=miniature-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/feeds/752679652250805690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612063036859702569&amp;postID=752679652250805690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default/752679652250805690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default/752679652250805690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/2007/06/stay-alone.html' title='Stay alone'/><author><name>Gwyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13963256099466510316</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-8612063036859702569.post-8426352297690905201</id><published>2007-06-01T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T18:55:46.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;During younger day, purpose of schooling is meant for sitting the exam. I do curious, how incredible my little brain can input so many stuffs within a short period. I tend to ignore the reason behind of study. For me, memorize is the only way to pass the exam. Had "pre-printed" in my head. I hardly understand what factor of biology topic, chemistry chain reaction bla bla bla, By using strong memory effort, i passed my exam for the past 10 years.&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 realise that, memorize can only work on those "fact" topics, but for sure not a language. I took up Japanese course just for interest lately. Whereby language itself do has exam both in writing and conversation. My old thought had failed me this. Learing by memorizing one by one doesn't work. Language needs a speak out. &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;With my worn out brain (10 years older compare to school age), i got to learn by hard the way to convey a phrase, express feeling. Gradually, i appreciate the "understanding" is actually more useful than memorizing. By understand, you can automatically apply when necessary. Situation by situation, case by case. &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;Haha..., anyway, my nightmare of exam is gonna come soon. I still couldn't get rid of the pressure for "not fully memorize" the whole book. Kind of trauma to me. Nevertheless, i shall find a new method to ease it, sleeping perhaps haha........ :)&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/8612063036859702569-8426352297690905201?l=miniature-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/feeds/8426352297690905201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612063036859702569&amp;postID=8426352297690905201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default/8426352297690905201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default/8426352297690905201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/2007/06/exam-nightmare.html' title='Exam nightmare'/><author><name>Gwyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13963256099466510316</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-8612063036859702569.post-1906102672618307978</id><published>2007-05-16T00:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T01:35:52.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Office "Worm"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seniority, laziness, selfish and take it for granted worker = Office worm !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't mind sometime work cause me tension. Is worth it, at least. A kind of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; for your job in order to feed you. Nevertheless, pressures causing by stupid human behaviours, that drive me insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In working environment, is unavoidable that we oblige to interacting with others. To handling projects, sharing tasks, bearing responsibilities or what not, we do sometimes give and take for certain reasons. But that this "worm" in my office, almost causing me sigh every minutes i step in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mysteriously&lt;/span&gt; i will find my desk get mess up. Heavy loaded job been throw in your in tray without being notify. Previous lunch box can just lying down the dustbin surrounded by a team of ant and cockroaches. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yiak&lt;/span&gt; !!! Is disgusting ! Are these people having mentally disorder? Memory malfunction? They couldn't even figure out the commence sense just to pamper their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;own selves&lt;/span&gt; with laziness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A "worm" would initially penetrate your kind hearted by seeking your help. When several times you have been doing the same job, you are gone! The job get silently "transferred" under your responsibility. Isn't it sigh? You become obligated to do their job with no benefit. The "worm" i know normally carrying a pity look. In fact, acting as a secret agent for bosses to spy other workers. They type "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;minority&lt;/span&gt; reports", transmitting gossips, kill of others who block their path just to survive or to secure their image. They could even transform to a politician, deliberately setting up "traps" for you to step in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will they ever notice people tend to run away from them? Boycott them? At least, at this moment the one i know still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;blur&lt;/span&gt;. Living in their own dream thinking that is other fault by treating them the bad way. Inches thick face they have by ignoring others hints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello..... Please wake up! Would it be too shameful for youngsters to point out your mistake in later day? At least, i would rather dig the hole to jump in if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in that kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&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/8612063036859702569-1906102672618307978?l=miniature-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/feeds/1906102672618307978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612063036859702569&amp;postID=1906102672618307978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default/1906102672618307978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default/1906102672618307978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/2007/05/office-worm_16.html' title='Office &quot;Worm&quot;'/><author><name>Gwyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13963256099466510316</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-8612063036859702569.post-3096690846318540885</id><published>2007-05-16T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T00:54:29.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toe Watcher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Woman feel shy, not an issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Man feel shy, is kind of funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Intuitively, woman is a shy gender. But if a man with the same character, or even more critical in this "illness", that is interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I bump into a guy whenever in gym. Politely i will just acknowledge his "existence" with a smile. Towards almost everyone i treat them the same way. Well, unless for those falls under "super ego" category, that is a different story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This guy is cute and charm. I presume he is friendly since others said so. Then i started to approach him for a word. But the moment he talks, weird things happened. He tend to watch his toe all the time! Haha... Is he too admire his pedicure or our face is far worst than the little 10 toes. His reaction stops me to go future into the conversation. I can barely say: "Hi!" or "Morning!". That's it. Dialogue ended. For many times I've been trying so hard to convey my regards, i got the same response. I started to wonder. What's wrong with him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally i realised that he is introvert. His face will turn apple red when female talks to him. No eye contact at all! Whole conversation he will be looking at his toe. Really funny. For me, a guy should be more confidence in terms of leading a chat. Perhaps he is exceptional coz too shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In fact, he is a nice and sweet person. Maybe he had a hard time before in receiving high voltage "electric wave" from all those girls crazy for his handsome face. Hihi... by looking to his toe he can avoid it, i think. :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;il today, i still can't get through his "barrier", which stopping me to transmit my message other than "Hi and Morning"!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldn't know the reason behind unless i should wear a shade to get rid of it. Hahaha........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612063036859702569-3096690846318540885?l=miniature-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/feeds/3096690846318540885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612063036859702569&amp;postID=3096690846318540885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default/3096690846318540885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default/3096690846318540885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/2007/05/toe-watcher.html' title='Toe Watcher'/><author><name>Gwyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13963256099466510316</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612063036859702569.post-9159934252131072664</id><published>2007-05-14T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T00:52:42.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Professional"... Liar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lie, seems to become a fundamental element in nowadays relationship hence difficult to avoid. Each of us trying so hard to hide under a mask in order to "secure" our relationship. Is it an excuse to "protect" our ownselves? Perhaps, not a suprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do "perfect" lie ever exist? I doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I met a couple lately. Married for several years. From others point of view, well can consider a lovely couple. Is it the truth behind? No in fact, as they are "professional" liar indeed. I was shocked to understand that the hubby, keeping another woman just to "supersede" the wife. Wow, "supersede" ! I heard the man justified himself as a loyal and non-playboy type infront of us. Huh... What a good liar !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;With this incident, my curiosity drived me to asked the wife."Do you believe your hubby's loyalty?" Instantly she replied:"Sure! I trust him. With his features, none of the girl would have interest in him. Moreover, he love me so much.". I went wordless the moment i heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I started to ask myself, now who is the liar? The husband? Expert in hiding all those "criminal" evidences so the wife never suspect? Or, the wife bluffing herself that the man still in sincere and loyal. By this path, lying each other or worst; their ownselves, living in the relationship of no heart present, they hold their marriage for 7 years! Will it be a nightmare whereby a true liar sleeping next to you every night, telling flowery words every minutes? Is it too shame to admit that a "lovely" couple actually diverted? Only both of them know the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Professional" liar do exist, i realised. But not a "perfect" lie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sooner or later, truth will reveal. Is kind of pain to get hurt by your love one. The feeling merely kills you. As people willing to end their life after knowing the truth behind. Conceivably, no one can actually 'cover" a lie with their whole lifetime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is the matter of how you address the issue, not to evate. Solve it before is too late. Forgivess is always the reward for being sincere and honest. The payoff for lying is gigantic. You might lie to the whole world, concealing the dark side of the truth. But never to your heart as it will tells you, YOU ARE A LIAR !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&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/8612063036859702569-9159934252131072664?l=miniature-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/feeds/9159934252131072664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612063036859702569&amp;postID=9159934252131072664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default/9159934252131072664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default/9159934252131072664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/2007/05/professional-liar.html' title='&quot;Professional&quot;... Liar'/><author><name>Gwyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13963256099466510316</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-8612063036859702569.post-8040052927924236763</id><published>2007-05-14T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:09:04.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul mate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GxX02RVq_w/RkgfG5dvKNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/U9BrSTMTiig/s1600-h/header_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064331984343345362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GxX02RVq_w/RkgfG5dvKNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/U9BrSTMTiig/s400/header_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A best friend of mine mentioned once, soul always travel in pairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What a beautiful phrase i have ever heard. Simultaneouly, i questioned :" How am i gonna identify whether someone is it my soul mate????" I started to confuse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A smile from her once she heard my question. "Dear, your heart will trigger when you meet THE ONE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;THE ONE, is it a person who directly speak into your heart without your single word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;THE ONE, is it a person who actually care you more than themselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;THE ONE, is it a person who sincerely look into your eyes and know what you feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps, that is SOUL MATE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fortunate one, they meet theirs. Holding up each other hands, heart to heart, soul by soul walking through their whole life. But unfortunate, your soul mate might already find others. Well, make a wish. Do let them fly to their beloved. Do hope they are cheerfully surrounded everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, have you ever meet one? Im still waiting for someone to knock the door inside my deepest heart. Maybe through someone eyes i will find it, so do you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May god bless all of you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612063036859702569-8040052927924236763?l=miniature-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/feeds/8040052927924236763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612063036859702569&amp;postID=8040052927924236763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default/8040052927924236763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612063036859702569/posts/default/8040052927924236763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miniature-garden.blogspot.com/2007/05/soul-mate.html' title='Soul mate...'/><author><name>Gwyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13963256099466510316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GxX02RVq_w/RkgfG5dvKNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/U9BrSTMTiig/s72-c/header_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
