<?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-10322706</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:04:43.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>naturegal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-116913527997201886</id><published>2007-01-18T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T07:48:00.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long story</title><content type='html'>its after a long time i m blogging again..... many things happened in my life these past two months.. hmm,,,,,, many family probs. many love probs,,,, many changes,,,,, many things to settle,,,,, lots of care &amp; concern issues,,, above all, i have learnt many things abt life. i realised that i m falling in love deeper n deeper with my beloved derren. even at this point of time, i m smelling him around mi. i lookin at him... imagining him frm top to bottom. touching him.... seriously loving him more nmore,,, there might have been many things that happened between us. ya la.. i m jealous if any gal talks to him.... ANY1 even ppl who say he is their brother.. its coz i seriously love him... hes all i got.., i dun have any1 else in my heart,body,soul,mind... no one except 4 u... i always duno how to say this to u,,, (Baby!... i just cant live without u. U should now how much i love u right,), i understand that he are very jealous of mi also.. hehe.. i wont do things to hurt him. i know how ppl react when their jealous. I will always tell my baby things in a direct meaning out of care &amp;amp; concern. but wen u care for a person too much also it will cause u to have misunderstandings,, tts wat i learnt. but i noe my dear always does things 4 my good only. sayang.. in order 4 us to be always together, try to understand wat im worried about n wat i dun like. i will do de same 4 u too... i cant jus go up to u n tell tat i dun like u talkin to this this this or keeping friendship wit this this this ppl... coz im not tat kind da. so u decide.. i wont force or anything its all up to u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-116913527997201886?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/116913527997201886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=116913527997201886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/116913527997201886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/116913527997201886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2007/01/long-story.html' title='long story'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-116273500279755513</id><published>2006-11-05T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T05:56:42.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday bash 4 bird &amp; arivin</title><content type='html'>this fellow"bird"...whew.. had to wait 3 hours plus until we saw him n got a chance to wack him. aiyoooo haha, he smelled like errrr rotten bird hahaa.. definately he enjoyed it hehehee.. i had a fun time also... after throwing eggs,, n our special GREEN mixture,, manz.... he smelled so called wonderful once in his whole lifetime. haha... sorry birdie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by that,,,, i saw mo" heheh,... wif paint all over his body.. eeee hahaha... gold n Red.. i seriously thought u dyed ur hair wakkaka... couldnt wack u wif eggs u... u escape...coz i was wearing good cloths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arivin;s....had to postpone soo many times... he was soo excited.. had a small surprise party for him at home frm his dad .. KFC was good to eat after a longggggggg time... hs got wacked on SUNDAY.... After abt,,, hmmm few days after his bdae.. he was talkin so big that he not gona kena... he had a very wonderful BROWN MIXTURE: made from michelle's own ingredients hahah.. :) enjoy enjoy..... i looked horribleeeeeee 3 eggs on my head.... errrrrr thanks mo!@#$@#%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-116273500279755513?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/116273500279755513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=116273500279755513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/116273500279755513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/116273500279755513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-bash-4-bird-arivin.html' title='birthday bash 4 bird &amp; arivin'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-115988377595822551</id><published>2006-10-03T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T06:56:15.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm.. True baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;When a GUY is quiet and is alone,He's is thinking how good you're, Missyou!!!When a GUY is lying on his bed,He is thinking deeply why he loves you.When a GUY looks at you in your eyes, He wants to tell you how much he lovesyou andhow important you're.When a GUY answers "I'm Fine" afterawhile,He is not and feels hurts.When a GUY keep asking you the samequestion, He is wondering why you are lying.When a GUY hugs you while sleeping,He is wishing that you belongs to himforever.When a GUY calls you everyday,He Miss You and wants your attention.When a GUY wants to see you everyday,He cares for you and want to know howare youtoday.When a GUY sms's u everyday,He wants you to know he is fine.When a GUY says I love you,He really means it.When a GUY says that he can't livewithout you,He has made up his mind that you are hisfuturewife.When a GUY says "I Miss You",He wants to see you immeditely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I realised wat ever is stated above is true after being wif you BABY DES MUACkz&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/10322706-115988377595822551?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/115988377595822551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=115988377595822551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115988377595822551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115988377595822551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmm-true-baby.html' title='Hmm.. True baby'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-115945019986772915</id><published>2006-09-28T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T06:43:31.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>continue daily...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;hmm. after a long time i managed to get a change to sit infront of the computer.. i jus finished teaching tution for bird's bro.. now helping my sis wif her work.. soo terrible.. her tution teacher which is my friend keep on complaining that she not doing her work.. cannot tahan jus only chased her out.. hmmm today i wen over to highlight my hair.. hahah.. like de colourr.cos abit unique..but my pandi never give proper response.. i dun even noe if he sincerely like it.. im more worried about wat his mum might sae.. coz my mum no probs she herself like de colour hahah.. mum all say nice.. look cool.. my mum say de only problem in my face is my teeth everything else good.. once i grow older.. im gona wear braces.. after i get my dream laptop for myself.. my next step is to get my braces.. hope can manage the expenses.. this month... i spent lots of money... but i am happy wif that.. seriouss.. happy that i put it to good use.. i saw smiles in other ppl's face from my actions.. for myself---&gt; i highlighted my hair $25,bought a watch $5, a $10 short pants, a handbag for $13.90, send my sari blouse &amp; sari to sew $42 de rest all for my loved ones.. haha... i soo happy wen his mum got for us(me, dervin,desmond) a locket kinda chain.. inside it i put my baby's pic &amp;amp; mine.. i love it.. hehehe.... hmmm.... i enjoyed my this whole week wif him, coz i managed to spend time wid him without fighting or having any arguments haha.. sumaaa baby.... i like to have de relaxed feeling wif him in de cemetry.. hahah.. hmmm i loved eatiing out wif him... i very scared la.. coz his exams is around de corner. i dun wan him to be affected by me going out wif him. His father is now already trying to find fault wif me.. telling things to him mother.. i noe she might not believe.. but its very fast n easy to loose another person's trust. if he did well n better thn before i will be dammmm proud of my baby. He will only give improve his image n respect. Furthermore, they wont be able to say anything bad as he has made it. i feel guilty wen his dad said... everytime he saying going to study wif michelle.. duno if he is really studing or not... that felt dam, bad to me.. coz i dun wan mi to be a reason for him to do badly.. i tell him many times to study.. but wait he finds mi naggy or something.. but i hope he understands de real meaning of it.. de more he study n better he does.. de more stronger his mum's trust in mi would be causing his dad to shut his mouth more, his grandma to be proud, his granddad to be quiet and lastly.. great impression on our love... Ppl always will say dun love at this age it will only make u go in de bad way or something.. but i wan to prove them wrong that it can change a person's life to the best. NOT WORST... i hope my dear understands n seriously puts in more effort to study.. i do not wan to met his during his exam period 4 a good course... he should put me aside n concentrate on his studies n exam.. i should be his side spirit cheering him saying that "U CAN DO IT".. i dun wish to be like other gals meeting n wasting time... i rather sit one corner n watch my darling going towards his aim.. i would seriously love him in that spirit. Love should not be for just romance n sex. It should be more... love,trust,hope,aim,diligence,support,courage,benefits,sucess,intelligence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;politeness,family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;friends,kindness.......... lots more........ everything starts from love and ends with love.... i always want u to be positive n strive to get ur aim... God bless you.. I will be beside you always i promise.. muackz&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/10322706-115945019986772915?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/115945019986772915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=115945019986772915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115945019986772915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115945019986772915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/09/continue-daily.html' title='continue daily...'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-115848925167505965</id><published>2006-09-17T03:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T03:34:11.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Why are you.... doin tis to me? nt tokin to me properly? punishing me like i did something wrong? ignoring me? You know wad...I'm startin get worried..It's like i'm losing you slowly every minute..pls don ignore me..i'm missin u terribly..Did i do anything wrong?if I did,pls tell me..i won do it again..pls don leave me! I terribly want u..pls don stop lovin me..i can never love anyone else like hw i loved you..besides my mum i've never gt any other good things in life...i've only gt failures after failures. i have never made my parents proud. I've only given them embarassment and sufferings. In my life i've nothin to be proud of.. Recently i gt somethin that gave me lots of happiness,hope,confidence and many more..and that's you..i just only gt you and i don wanna lose you..you are da best thing that has ever happened to me...no matter hw much u ignore hearts don lie..ask ur heart hw much u love me...it will tell da truth..life is short and unpredictable..u can't tell wad will happen da next minute..for all u know tomorrow wen you open da obituries section of da newspaper you might see my face...after that no matter hw much u cry u will never get ur rochi back..all tat i'm tryin to say now is that as long as we r together lets live happily together..so pls put all tis away..even now i'm nt angry with u..i understand tat u r sad..i''m not scoldin..i'm begging you to put everyting aside..give me a chance to make tis relationship better...for all u know it might get better in future...i know it will..pls come back to me..i want my old michelle back!!!! &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/10322706-115848925167505965?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/115848925167505965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=115848925167505965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115848925167505965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115848925167505965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/09/another.html' title='Another'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-115848918925537459</id><published>2006-09-17T03:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T03:33:09.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;sayang..i'm extreamely sorry wad happened..i know how it feels...cos i was feelin da same wen hurt it myself in m'sia..i felt rather pissed off and confused..On one hand i know we love each other strongly and sincerely and i'm confident tat nothin can come between us..on other hand i'm hearin all tis negative things..bt don worry k sweetheart..nothin can go wrong beyond our control..just remember to give in to each other wen there r fights..and don drag da fight..it's ok to fight once in awhile..bt u also must know hw to patch back things and most importantly givin in 4 each other..i know that some of my words,action or decisions frustrates u alot(for example wen u wanted to watch da movie) I'm so sorry dear..i'll try nt to do da same in future k.. Of course i'll also do my part..don worry bout me gettin jealous over u tokin to other guys.guess i'm so madly in love with u that i becomin too posessive of you...i'll try my very best to control my jealousy 4 u..i don mind u tokin to ur guy frens..My trust on you is always there..at least be happy that we know wad our future's like and we can be more prepared for it..Maybe we should keep all tis shakin and romantic stuff aside until after marriage...i wan you to work hard and pursue ur dreams and nt givin up becos of anythin..i will also do my part by studyin hard(i know i've said tis a thousand times bt give me sometime k sayang..muacks!). Maybe we should start tis new habit by goin temple together once every week.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;AND LASTLY I JUST WANT U TO KNOW THAT I'M SO MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU THAT IF I MARRY SOMEONE,THAT'S YOU AND NO ONE ELSE CAN TAKE UR PLACE...MUACKS! I HOPE U WILL FEEL BETTER AFTER READIN TIS E-MAIL... AND LASTLY A POEM FOR MY DARLING...TITLE:The Way You Make Me Feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;You make me feel special, You make me feel new, You make me feel loved, With everything you do. You hold me close when I am sad. You wipe the tears from my face. Every time we are together, It seems like the perfect place. My eyes light up when you enter a room. I smile when we are together. No matter how bad things are, You always make them better. I love the way you kiss me, The way you hold me tight. I love the way you touch me, I could be with you all night. I love the way you can make me laugh For absolutely no reason at all. I love how no matter what I do, You will be there to catch me when I fall. I just want you to know, That even though we sometimes fight, I will always love you! No matter what, day or night.                                                                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;   Frm ur loving enagae!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-115848918925537459?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/115848918925537459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=115848918925537459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115848918925537459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115848918925537459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/09/special-mail.html' title='Special Mail'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-115848906206314619</id><published>2006-09-17T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T03:31:02.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;hi darling..wat is wrong with u lately?..ur getting angry with me 4 da smallest things..sry i msg u u tat day saying ur childish...i know i shouldn't have said tat..bt i didn't jus say tat 4 nothing..i was msging u as normal asking u to give me miss call wen ur free...and ur reply was "i won call or sms u"...imagine how i felt at tat moment..i msg u normally and u reply me in tis manner..tell me who won't get angry..i was so pissed off didn't want to call or sms u..bt my heart always tells me to give in to u first no matter who's fault is it..and how would i know tat ur hp batt would go flat..i said i will call u @ 10.30..tried callin da whole nite..couldn't  get thru..so i thought u off da phone as u were already angry with me and didn't wan to tok to me... Today(24/04/06) i try my best to tok to u as normal and u started tokin bout comitting suicide..i won't be able to take it if anything happens to u and u know it..i still control myself and tok to u normally..@ nite i call u..u say "i no mood to tok to u..go and tok to ur other gals" it's true i flirt with alot of gals bt tat was in da past..i already told u everything bout my past..now u come and tell me to go and tok to other gals..maybe you should jus ask urself again if u could accept a guy like me and live with him 4 da rest of ur life..even if u can't it's ok bt don dig out da past.oni i know how it feels..who will like a guy like me? even i don like myself sometimes i also know ur havin lots of probs...i understand..take all da time u wan..i'll wait for u to return to me as my old alya kutty..!! pls reply..until then i won't call or sms u..tat does nt mean i hate u...i can never hate you..i love and miss u lots..muacks!!&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/10322706-115848906206314619?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/115848906206314619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=115848906206314619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115848906206314619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115848906206314619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/09/mail.html' title='Mail'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-115322478449125913</id><published>2006-07-18T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T05:13:04.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Dear god... i feeling extremely upset and dissappointed at wat some people did. Truly fustrated and i personally feel that it is not fair.. I have lots of personal problems that is affecting mi for some time. until the extend i can fail my test extremely badly. But people who are really close to me are suppose to give mi the support, BUT one fren hurt me! after that i kept my distance. Is it my fault that i cant attend group project meetings wen i really cant. At least i borthered spending $ to take bus when i am seriously short of cash to  go all de way to another frens hse to do project. I can even make some1 i love alot for a long time jus to do project first. If i was irresponsible i could have jus left earlier and be happy wif him. I forced myself to stay ther are do project to compensatefor not being able to make it the other time, how do u expect mi to come so earlie to school earlie in the morning to do project work wen i got better things to settle at home. At least i did my part that matters most. Even wen i was at home i still borthered to do my part by sending things from home. That also didnt seem big to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;them. But i noe hoew difficult it was for mi to do that.Worst still is to hear from other people more terrible things. Even today i seriously cant make it. i could have used my time 4 some other better things to do. In the end i wasted three hrs for reply. I can imagine wat i gona get this time round. they would blame mi again for rubbish reasons or pull down my grade . its ok i will tolerate it.  i even spoke abt it to my other frens. &amp; they strongly say that i m not in the wrong. After reading this post definately more people would have something to say and argue with again. One can influence the other very fast. A wise person can decide on his own wat he/she wants in life. personal advise.. start thinking more broadly.. I would promise to still do my part no matter wat happends. I think wise enuf to let this matter alone.. u can definately try to start something even if u dun noe how to.. thats the basic. mass can onli be gained after trying.&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/10322706-115322478449125913?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/115322478449125913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=115322478449125913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115322478449125913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115322478449125913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/07/current-feelings.html' title='Current Feelings'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-115124144251872029</id><published>2006-06-25T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T01:25:43.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i woke up in the morning after sleeping in the hall.Good sleep manz.. hahaa.. i was excited of going to the ice-cream party &amp; also shuvan birthday. I'm terribly broke la.. no money to get the boy present also. I got changed into a dress and changed my sister up also. Then i went to hougang. Under rochi's block i smsed him. He told me to come up. Going to his hse after a long time was weird. haha.. his mum was at home.. was shy to go up to the room &amp;amp; speak to him mum. hehee.. but i went up. the first thing i saw was my picture in the desktop of his computer. Was really shy manz. haha.. thn i spoke a few things to his mum &amp; went down. We left to the party. I sat there and ate ice-c ream like no bodies business. haha.. had top up also..my sis was wif me. eating ice-cream too.. we had to leave earlie to go to hougang mall. to get something 4 the boy. Rochi came up cash.. will share it wif him. after that i lost mood coz of my sis.. making soo much fuss of not allowing me to go to the party. She is a terrible gal. if she tell my mum of not allowing mi to go. My mum would ask me to stay home also. I was scared of that. i wen home to send my sister off &amp;amp; jus walked away fast b4 they could ask me anything... &lt;em&gt;to be continued&lt;/em&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/10322706-115124144251872029?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/115124144251872029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=115124144251872029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115124144251872029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115124144251872029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/saturday-night.html' title='saturday night'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-115089767836047735</id><published>2006-06-21T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T01:26:43.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;During this two weeks break, i enjoyed myself very much.Only was unhappy due to two reasons.. one is stupid investment quiz which i did badly. Another is my mum... I loved my trip to Church wif my husband. I loved the trip to soccer match even though the match itself was horrible. I loved the class BBQ i went. Sorry i made u wait long da... Thanks for bringing me to punggol park for a while &amp; the night church visit was fun &amp;amp; a dammm new experience 4 me.... I loved the short talk i had wif u at the playground. Sorry if i had hurt u by saying a few things/ couldnt help it.. the mood u see.. haha... HMmmmm thanks alot for everything...Now i am looking forward to "ICE-CREAM PARTY" and "SHUVEN's BIRTHDAY PARTY"...hahahaaaaaa......... &amp;amp; really nice photography session..&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/10322706-115089767836047735?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/115089767836047735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=115089767836047735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115089767836047735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/115089767836047735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/2-weeks-holiday.html' title='2 weeks holiday'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114986633072532861</id><published>2006-06-09T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T01:27:12.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting wif rochi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Something for derren----&gt; I was at home in my room when suddenly i had an sms from derren. It was the day he was suppose to go to deepak's hse for some party. I didnt noe abt it or anything. No one mentioned it to me. He smsed mi asking if i was free to come out at that time. I actually cant come out at nites... Worst case everytime i come home after school at nite i cnt leave my hse. I will tell them i going to shop or something but i will always have someone following me along.I badly wanted to go &amp; see derren who told me that he will be beside my hse laughing table. "But how can i come out " tat was the onli thought that was running thru my mind... i told my mum i wana go shop &amp;amp; at the same time look 4 my brother who hadnt come home at that time. she wanted to follow but i told her that i will get back fast. I left before she would say anything. I knew i wasnt wearing anything nice but onli one thought was running thru my mind-To leave my hse soon so that i can see him. After i met him there i didnt noe wat to say..I wil never forget how he looked on that day. Until today the sight of him is in my mind. I jus kept on looking at him &amp; wait 4 a conversation to start. Then somehow we started talking.... Then i had to heart to stop talking to him... I wanted to listen to his voice always.. i jus walked around wif him. i gave him excuses that i was bored n stuff &amp;amp; asked him to walk around wif mi. But everything i did on that day was jus to spend an extra time wif him looking at his smile, hearing him speak &amp; being wif him.I walked here &amp;amp; there... watching his every actions. I could feel tat i was fallin in love wif him more &amp; more as days wen by...... Seriously i was going crazy of him... God onli noes why coz i really dont noe wat made mi love him soo much.. I still remember my mum calling mi askin me why i taking soo long &amp;amp;amp; all...But at tat point of time onli one thing mattered to me..... Onli You!!!! I love you than &amp; i love you now &amp;amp; i still love you &amp;amp; will always love you........ TO BE CONTINUED.....&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/10322706-114986633072532861?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114986633072532861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114986633072532861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114986633072532861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114986633072532861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/meeting-wif-rochi.html' title='Meeting wif rochi'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114986524963220739</id><published>2006-06-09T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T01:27:37.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Allah's teachings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I learnt something interesting from a close friend of mind..." Allah hates those who discriminate others"......... Hope this line might change the impression of others.... &amp; thanks pal for sharing wif me your probs..... U noe u can count on me.. &amp;amp; definitely i will help you regarding that matter of yours..... Nevermind if ur malay frens or ur classmates behave in that sense.... As u mentioned they are definitely not matured and not themself... Different people that different amount of time to realise that life is more than that.... hahaa... nvm... u noe who your real friends are now..... Hope to meet up wif u soon..... take care manz...&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/10322706-114986524963220739?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114986524963220739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114986524963220739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114986524963220739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114986524963220739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/allahs-teachings.html' title='Allah&apos;s teachings'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114986412984380685</id><published>2006-06-09T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T01:28:12.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fren??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dear god, i wanted to talk to u about this for some time ago... i had a fren whom i had known for some time can say about 2 years plus. she was kinda close to me.. we used to share lots of things together. but im hating that person extremely badly recently. i dun even feel like talking to that person. what that person said has really hurt me too much..When that person had probs at home &amp; all i used to be lending a listening ear. I was listening to every prob of that person &amp;amp; giving advice. BUT i was extremely hurt &amp; shocked &amp;amp; seriously felt that the person doesnt deserve to be my fren. A fren is suppose to accept the other for whom they are. They are suppose to lend a listening ear to you. I am definately not gona speak abt my personal matters to you. After 2 yrs when that person can find fault, it is definitely not true friendship. That makes mi depressed. Thoughts of the person may seem different from me its due to the mentality of the person not accepting the truth or even borthering to think about it in my point of view. I went off not coz i am scared or afraid or any other stuffs like wat people might think of. I moved off strongly coz i noe matters will definately NOT be the same again anymore after a fren can find fault with you.Its no use clearing or sorting matters out.The way a person thinks is different from wat you might think.It is a matter of time where u will have to take the opportunity to look at urself first before you deem a person. I rather have a fren who understand me and think wisely. I wonder if its the same situation wif that person and other frens.One thing is for sure... I will never be the same towards you. &amp; seriously will not accept u or ur friendship again. I noe my decision is NOT wrong.. I have more better friends who know wat i mean &amp;amp; all.At this point of time after reading this post.I got no idea wat people might think of. Thought of some frens might change. Its up to you god.. as long as u understand wat your daughter is wanting to achieve and obtain in life. She noes wat she wants.. sigining off your beloved truthful daughter..&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/10322706-114986412984380685?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114986412984380685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114986412984380685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114986412984380685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114986412984380685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/fren.html' title='fren??'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114959980180637746</id><published>2006-06-06T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T01:28:56.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weird manz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;man,.i seriously hate going thru weird stuffs.... I have been smelling the stong jasmine smell for some time already... Worst still I cant imagine it in my house also.... last nite i couldnt sleep until 2. I was turning in bed here n there...... &amp; jus before i could sleep i smelled in the front of my room door step.. i was sleepin on de floor as my bro wanted to sleep on my bed. errrrr i cant believe i was saying god prayer ever since i put down the phone after talkin to him., I even told him that i was tired &amp;amp; wanted to go to bed. But imagine after that i cant sleep &amp;amp; me sayin the prayer until 2. Jus murmuring it inside. oh god......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-114959980180637746?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114959980180637746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114959980180637746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114959980180637746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114959980180637746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/weird-manz.html' title='weird manz'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114956656163050002</id><published>2006-06-05T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:02:41.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Investment ica</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;oh god!!!!!!!! i am really gona fail investment ica soooooooo badly........ errrrrrr i cant imagine...... i didnt even noe how to do the first question coz i forgot the formular...... seriously duno wat happening to me........ shit manz.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-114956656163050002?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114956656163050002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114956656163050002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114956656163050002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114956656163050002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/investment-ica.html' title='Investment ica'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114948816692160360</id><published>2006-06-04T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:00:47.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousin's SIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You noe wat.. de stupid relations of mind blaming mi like hell rite.They dun even noe the truth.. its terrible.. That gal now seriously changing stories like badly..... but lucky la.. i got lots of prove.. my mum in my side la.. that bledy mum and dad of the gal still dun wana give up. My aunty keep on calling my hse.. that aunty gona kena wack frm me if i ever see her. seriously... i dun like relations.. Lucky the guy who go out wif her on that day told mi that he cant stand her. He told mi that she is de kinda gal ppl can't trust. He even told mi wat she did n stuff. Bluff her name to him n all.,, hehee... i am glad la.. Nowdays ppl who really did something wrong n was escaping getting the rite treatment. Hahaha... i am happy that my grandma, mum and a few aunties still on my side... May peace and justice prevail... hahaa.... ppl will suffer for wat they did... the words u said still hurts .. but i am happy that u r getting more and more scared haha... Your sins are revealing... &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/10322706-114948816692160360?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114948816692160360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114948816692160360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114948816692160360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114948816692160360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/cousins-sin.html' title='Cousin&apos;s SIN'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114948685788839694</id><published>2006-06-04T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:54:17.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAD flying off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sayang... i am glad that my dad going india on the 11 June at 4pm.. but i got no idea wen he comin back.. i got to noe that he going from mervin. &amp; only wen he announced to de whole lot of them who came for mervin bdae at Amk coffee shop. my mum also noe than only. Terrible rite.. but i happy la. can enjoy 4  a short while. haha.. i think might ask mum go out &amp; watch movie or something wif mi n de rest. coz she also upset la that dad never say anything before hand. &amp;amp; only mention on that day...&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/10322706-114948685788839694?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114948685788839694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114948685788839694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114948685788839694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114948685788839694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/dad-flying-off.html' title='DAD flying off...'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114948621313681378</id><published>2006-06-04T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:55:10.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A great note for all to read it will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking. 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.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.The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.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.As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.Days and weeks passed. 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 hospital attendants to take the body away.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.Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this windowThe nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Epilogue:There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy."Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."&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/10322706-114948621313681378?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114948621313681378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114948621313681378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114948621313681378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114948621313681378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/hospital-window.html' title='Hospital Window'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114948498580749047</id><published>2006-06-04T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:55:59.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Manz... my brother muz have been definitly upset haha.... De day before his birthday he got scolded. HAHA.. he is not allowed to go out already... I am sad also 4 that reason. coz i always like to use that opportunity and go to the court to watch my darling play and make a fool haha.. now since my bro &amp; sis cant go out 4 time being tis gona be difficult 4 me. haha.. NVM&gt;. Can find other means... Anyway..... my bro celebrated his birthday at nite.. wen to eat seafood at AMK wif my dad;s family side people. BORING&gt;....... I was like an idiot there coz i dun talk to anyone of them. haha.. jus ate full full &amp;amp; came back home. My Gundu wen out to watch late night movie wif his family. errrrrrrrrr i never got a chance to do that wif my side. I better not tooo cant imagine de horrible image of it. hmm.... In few days time have to give my bro his present. Purposely drag it only.......&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/10322706-114948498580749047?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114948498580749047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114948498580749047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114948498580749047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114948498580749047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/brothers-birthday.html' title='Brother&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114923488136396189</id><published>2006-06-02T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:56:52.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple Tour Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3308/793/1600/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3308/793/320/pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3308/793/1600/DSCF0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;This picture was taken on the 21st of MAY2006. My hubby's mum,younger bro and himself wen on a tour to Malaysia. I was extremely nervous. Seriously.,.. for the one week before the tour. My mum was giving me sooo much pressure. Everytime she will ask wat should i wear n stuff.. extremely tensed u noe.. Difficult to make my mum convinced. telling her wear wat ever u wan. u will always look good. Then the night before. i couldnt sleep. My darling called before that sayin that he is jelling up his hair (muz be to act handsome infront of Mother-in-law)..I was TOOO nervous and excited to go tour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I tossed and turned in the bed but couldnt sleep. Beside me my sis and maid were sleeping sooooooooooo peacefully. i was forcing myself to dream. Very quickly i could hear the alarm ring,. Thn i realised,i barely had slept &amp; its already time to get changed. The alarm was actually from my mothers room. I thn felt that i did not sleep at all. I was only physically lieing in bed all de while with my mind wide awake &amp;amp; restless. My mum woke up at 4.30 aiyooo dammm earlie. I think i noe y also.. heheee... thn after changing she kept on askin if everything she wore was ok &amp;amp; stuff. i was feeling like a idiot. Earlie in the morning, i didnt feel like wearing cloths properly.Thn was sooo lazy to put powder also. haha.. my mum kept on sayin comb your hair properly la. but i was jus feeling weird. we were about to leave the house wen my dad said that he also wan to come along to the busstop to send us. He followed us there.We were waiting wen suddenly, i saw de farmilar taxi approaching. manz.... i was like shock. I immediately stand up. My mum also did the same. Thn i can hear my dad saying "Let the taxi come hearer la.. Y standing up so fast". Only i noe how i felt at that point of time. I could see my sweet gundu siting in front wif his bro on his lap. My mum n sis got into the taxi also.Later somehow the conversation started between my mum n his mum.My heart was beating like no bodies business. I could see his dad lookin through the rear mirror.manz....... i was feeling like jumping out of the taxi. After we reach the place we were suppose to wait, i saw my mum trying to talk to mi but i was not in the mood to respond. I didnt even have de guts to be able to look as my beloved face at that time. tooo afraid my mum might say something coz she is abit typical u see. thn later we took the bus. i was going behind to allow the rest to climb up first. jus to be able to sit wif my baby. Even he was doing the same. haha.. Somehow i managed to get a seat beside him. but his younger bro was in his lap. Guess wat.... his mum came to shoo his little brother off. haha...i will never forget that. was sooo shocked. she said he was a 'Lamppost'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i didnt understand wat it means until later on haha... Throughout the whole tour i was beside my gundu.He always wanted a day where we can spend the whole day together. The tour was sort of de day., We went to many different temples. I was glad that my pandi could put kumkum on my forehead.It means alot to me. I enjoyed praying wif him every second. I was also happy wen his mum feed my mum food in the temple.Should have seen the look on my mum's face. We had to go to a shop to eat breakfast. Imagine my darling was sitting inbetween me and my mum. haha... i wonder if he really was able to eat peacefully. haha... I was extremely shocked and delighted wen he told mi to close my eyes and passed mi a keychain. I really like it!!!!!! I wanted to get him something on that day too.. But my gundu was soo fast in that. I managed to give it to him later only. Hope u like it. one i noe la... handwriting horrible hahaha.. de other one put your favourite pic in it. haha.. Seriously wish i can have another chance to go out wif u again... haha... i miss that day..... I didnt have the heart to leave u while going home. Lucky i gave my farewell kiss earlier. coz the way we had to separate was weird. haha... i didnt expect to leave u sooo fast. i didnt even get the chance to see your face. Nah... i better not.. would have cried if i had looked at u.. Coz i realllyyyyy missed u terribly after that. Muackzzzzzzz Darling........ I jus LOVE YOU LOTS&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/10322706-114923488136396189?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114923488136396189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114923488136396189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114923488136396189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114923488136396189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/temple-tour-malaysia.html' title='Temple Tour Malaysia'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114922292648698968</id><published>2006-06-01T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:57:48.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Note 2 Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desmond---&gt;I dont think you will remember tis e-mail. I send the top half the other time at nite wen i missed you lotss.. The bottom half is wat u send to me. Jus a little flashback...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;SMALL INFORMATION---------&gt; your wife was online since 8.20pm until 9.16pm on 14th of march, the waiting for her husband... but she has to leave now.... she is gona play her guitar. she would like to take tis minute to say(I LOVE YOU MADLY MY SWEETHEART)....... she has to sign off now.. hope at least u would be able to see this e-mail MUackz....... DONT U DARE FORGET MI IF UR LIFE&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;my sweet gundu..can tell me rite tat ur online..my chellam, i will never leave u...ur my life!! leaving u is da same as killing myself!! understand small gal? u noe wat..i'm still in shock..i dunno wat wen in me tat i did all those things to u while carrying u..i've never did tis to anyone else!! i&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; can't imagine myself carrying a 45 kilo sotong and making love with it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;jus kidding my gundu...i love u lots!! i cherish every moment being with u.i'm missing my wife terribly!!..muacks!!..nitez!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-114922292648698968?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114922292648698968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114922292648698968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114922292648698968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114922292648698968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/short-note-2-remember.html' title='Short Note 2 Remember'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114922207609234401</id><published>2006-06-01T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:58:42.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PUSH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3308/793/1600/pic03269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3308/793/320/pic03269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A man was sleeping one night in his cabin when suddenly his room filled with light, and God appeared. The Lord told the man he had work for him to do, and showed him a large rock in front of his cabin. The Lord explained that the man was to push against the rock with all his might. So, this the man did, day after day. For many years he toiled from sun up to sundown, his shoulders set squarely against the cold, massive surface of the unmoving rock, pushing with all of his might. Each night the man returned to his cabin sore and worn out, feeling that his whole day had been spent in vain. Since the man was showing discouragement, the Adversary (Satan) decided to enter the picture by placing thoughts into the weary mind: "You have been pushing against that rock for a long time and it hasn't moved." Thus, he gave the man the impression that the task was impossible and that he was a failure. These thoughts discouraged and disheartened the man. Satan said, "Why kill yourself over this? Just put in your time, giving just the minimum effort; and that will be good enough." That's what the weary man planned to do, but decided to make it a matter of prayer and to take his troubled thoughts to the Lord. "Lord," he said, "I have laboured long and hard in your service, putting all my strength to do that which you have asked. Yet, after all this time, I have not even budged that rock by half a millimetre. What is wrong? Why am I failing?" The Lord responded compassionately, "My friend, when I asked you to serve Me and you accepted, I told you that your task was to push against the rock with all of your strength, which you have done. Never once did I mention to you that I expected you to move it. Your task was to push. And now you come to Me with your strength spent, thinking that you have failed. But, is that really so? Look at yourself. Your arms are strong and muscled, your back sinewy and brown; your hands are callused from constant pressure, your legs have become massive and hard. Through opposition you have grown much, and your abilities now surpass that which you used to have. True, you haven't moved the rock. But your calling was to be obedient and to push and to exercise your faith and trust in My wisdom. That you have done. Now, I, my friend, will move the rock." At times, when we hear a word from God, we tend to use our own intellect to decipher what He wants, when actually what God wants is just simple obedience and faith in Him. By all means, exercise the faith that moves mountains, but know that it is still God who moves the mountains. When everything seems to go wrong ... just P.U.S.H.! When the job gets you down ... just P.U.S.H.! When people don't do as you think they should ... just P.U.S.H.! When you can't find the right work... just P.U.S.H.! When your money is "gone" and the bills are due ... just P.U.S.H! When people just don't understand you ... just P.U.S.H.! P= Pray U= Until S= Something H= Happens &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/10322706-114922207609234401?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114922207609234401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114922207609234401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114922207609234401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114922207609234401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/push.html' title='PUSH'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114922042375171664</id><published>2006-06-01T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:00:25.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks alot derren!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dear desmond, i just wana take this chance to say"THANKS ALOT"... You are the only one who understands wat i am going through. Everytime i have a problem and in bad position you are the only one standing by my side. Now u understand why i will always say treat your boyfriend or girlfriend like your mum,dad,bro,sis and even friend. It helps alot... Ur evrything to me... U noe rite i have been not well for the past one week.I praying that i will recover soon. At times i myself freak out coz my condition is getting worst. U noe wat i mean rite. haha,,, My mum is getting better, she so scared for mi now.. i think i shouldnt have told her wats happening to me. haha.... maybe things could have been better rite. she wouldnt have been soo scared. Darling,,,, jus wana inform you. sat i gona see doctor again. Past two days i bleeding too much already. Worst than the last time. Hope everything will go well. Dont stop me from saying thanks da... Its a way i like to show that people who really care 4 me are apperciated. &amp;amp; thanks also for coming to my hse in the morning... haha... glad that i could see ur face again... even thought i didnt get a chance to talk to u much. I am extremely glad that u came over. Muackz baby..&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/10322706-114922042375171664?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114922042375171664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114922042375171664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114922042375171664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114922042375171664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/06/thanks-alot-derren.html' title='Thanks alot derren!'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114829468018777375</id><published>2006-05-22T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:01:09.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLEDY COMPUTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;SHIT MANZ&gt;... my hse comp brokedown........errrrrrrrrr gona kill my BROTHER 4 doing that........ MY HARD DRIVE CRASH TERRIBLY......... NEED TO GET NEW PC!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-114829468018777375?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114829468018777375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114829468018777375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114829468018777375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114829468018777375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/05/bledy-computer.html' title='BLEDY COMPUTER'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114829439524860785</id><published>2006-05-22T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T03:41:09.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow... no Investments LEC</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hehehee........ Guess wat......... I SOOOOOOOoo happy that i didnt have to see de lady's face........ hahaa...... i will " NEVER" forget her in my poly life........ hehe.. Not gona think abt her after that. haha.. WASTE MY TIME THINKING ABT HER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-114829439524860785?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114829439524860785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114829439524860785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114829439524860785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114829439524860785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/05/wow-no-investments-lec.html' title='Wow... no Investments LEC'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114792192826492153</id><published>2006-05-17T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:01:59.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE U **SANDRA**</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;MANZ........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHE SUCKZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&gt;&gt;... I since last time dont like MATHS... i end up in the wrong course not even my interest. AS if she noe me like that........ I got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;MORE BRAINS THAN SHE NOES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; If her teaching is good...... i wouldnt be wondering how to complete her work RIGHT! HER teaching sucks....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STILL CAN SAY I PHYSICALLY THERE MENTALLY NOT PRESENT??? I was MENTALLY THINKING HOW DE F* U BECAME A TEACHER!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; dun even noe me, &amp; can say U DISAPPOINTED IN ME!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F U LA&gt;...... BITCH---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;UR DE FIRST PERSON WHO SAID&lt;/span&gt; THAT**** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DONT WORRY I NOE MYSELF MORE THAN U.. UR WORDS ARE NOTHING TO ME&gt;&gt;&gt; I AM MORE PROUD OF MYSELF THAT EVEN THOUGH I DUN REALLY NOE I DARED TO COME &amp;amp; FACE U!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I seriously dont noe wat u talkin about in class. from duno wat u go to duno wat.... At least i tried to do ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;work manz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; SHIT u.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; U jump frm here to there when doing thru. HOW DE HELL U EXPECT students to UNDERSTAND!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;U can JUMP DONT &amp;amp; DIE LA&gt;&gt; I WONT BORTHER........ &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;the spare copy has already been taken, and u still dun understand that.. &lt;/span&gt;R U DUMB OR WAD?&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/10322706-114792192826492153?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114792192826492153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114792192826492153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114792192826492153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114792192826492153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hate-u-sandra.html' title='I HATE U **SANDRA**'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114761449231100144</id><published>2006-05-14T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:03:18.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PEEPS.. i cant believe it... i duno where i got the courage from to tell my parents abt derren. Seriously shocked that i was soooooo brave... He came to jus drop by to see mi in de playground. But my mum also was there..But i didnt borther. i jus called him to come down. He said to use the collection of money 4 de Malaysia tour as an excuse. He came then i jus talk to him infront of my mum but definately felt one kind la. haaha... but thn i was like hinting to my mum saying 'my mother-in-law and stuff' then once he left not very long ago i jus said it out. haha.... My heart beat soooooooooo fasttttttttttttt,,,,,,,, Then she started questioning mi. Like some MILLIONARE game.... Whew,,,, was happy that everything was over. From the way she spoke, definately she didnt disagree to us. haha.THANKZ GOD&gt;....... MUACKZ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you hubby derren... i gona be yours forever, :) i promise to look after you and be with you thru thick and thin. i will support u all de way...i am always there for you sweetheart, and thanks to all my friends who stood by me...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&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/10322706-114761449231100144?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114761449231100144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114761449231100144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114761449231100144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114761449231100144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-moment.html' title='Happy Moment'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114571984026730622</id><published>2006-04-22T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T08:30:40.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear god,........ i have never asked you for anything in my life... i jus wanted to be a gal who can live her own dreams.WHY is my life filled with soo much saddness??? You noe wat is worst than that god,,,, i cant even speak abt it to any1,,,, i have to keep it inside &amp; still be happy... It hurts mi lots...... I hate to look at some peoples face!!! De things they do makes mi hate them more. i always wanted to have proper parents..... Guess that will never happen to mi.... I wanted to do well in my studies so that i can be able to support my bro &amp;amp; sis in future, but i dont have the strength to make it thru..i noe u r testing my strength alot... but please god,,, give mi the heart that can witstand all de pain &amp; sufferings i go thru inside. Its extremely difficult,.  i feel like shutting out everything in my life., Jus to be alone &amp; quiet,,,,, Hearing the peace within de wind... To think of nothin but you god...... please help mi.... i need you.... U have taught me many things in life. To be able to  feel the joy &amp; saddness in everything i go thru daily. I tend to laugh n smile and cheer myself up. but it doesnt last,,,, WHY.. I dun need any1 else but u god.... I dun need A figure called DAD, OR MUM OR ANYONE else......I am feeling u everyday inside mi wen i am down.. U always create de smile in mi wen i say ur name... UR my life god,,, My future is a big question mark., i got no idea how u wan mi to lead it... i putting my faith and hope in your hands, I pray to u &amp; say ur name everyday, Bless your child &amp;amp; be with her.... My only Hope &amp;amp; Smile is you GOD,,,,,, I love you god,,,,,,, Yours lovingly, daughter michelle....&lt;/strong&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/10322706-114571984026730622?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114571984026730622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114571984026730622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114571984026730622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114571984026730622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-feel.html' title='i feel......'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114570181711100426</id><published>2006-04-22T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T03:32:00.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOYCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I missing u lotssssssssss joyce.... Joyce is my pal whom i met over at my working place, She is frm SP doing her Diploma in marketing,.. i onli got time to spend wif her 6 weeks minus 2 day. hhaa... she didnt follow mi for lunch on de first day. . i got to talk to her n all.... she is really nice gal. had to Boyfriends before. haha... family kinda gal. until today she has no handphone. imagine such a good gal. can surely eat lotss.... i wont forget how u bullied mi babe... haha. Never:) She gave mi a bigggggggg treat on her last day. i ate Pasta for $10, 2 brownies, 1 ice cream...... it was already alot for one person... haha...... i at least managed to surprise her by placing the card in her bag secretly. haha.... muz look at her face wen i left, soooo sad... I MIZZ U LOTSSS&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-114570181711100426?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114570181711100426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114570181711100426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114570181711100426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114570181711100426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/04/joyce.html' title='JOYCE'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114570140055440951</id><published>2006-04-22T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T03:32:20.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attachments at Shenton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hmm.... i have been in shenton in surance for the passt thress months. under claims department. In de beginning,, on de first day itself, i liked being there... wen fadzila &amp; de chinese lady made us walk around n introduced everyone to us. i thought the place wat good. very one was friendly, tt was my first impression. hah.. but things definately changed. after the week, only the attachment students wen to eat together until today. Many incidents happened, haha... like one of the gals having headlice yeah.. but the people there treated her terribly. until she left the working place, imagine even i had to untie my hair n let them check, haha,, i was onli shocked n was giggling most of the time. they mistook another gal 4 having it too.. &amp;amp; told her to go c doctor. very embrassing rite. haha... i had a lot more experience,, like my boss pinching my butt 4 fun, haha,.,, it feels rite wen u even read this. imagine i was going thru it. haha,.,,, tts not terrible i had another bad unforgetable encounter, one of my working colleague. squeezed mi somewhere... u would have got wat i mean rite. manz.... that was terrible hahaa... i was in de state of shock, haha,, after so many things happened. i &amp; currently sitting beside my boss. she talks to mi... &amp;amp; stuff,.. she wants mi to marry a guy from INDIA,.... wonderful rite... haha... but its nice... we share wat ever we have to eat together.. she even told mi to employ her wen i become my own boss. haha... imagine how i feel now. its like gona be a week more before i leave n i gona miss the horrible &amp;amp; also my boss hahaa...... i wonder how is it gona be like 4 u ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-114570140055440951?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114570140055440951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114570140055440951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114570140055440951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114570140055440951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/04/attachments-at-shenton.html' title='Attachments at Shenton'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-114396060021799076</id><published>2006-04-01T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T03:34:20.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting in chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Most of my close frens would have already knew about this.. but i would like to state it out to keep it as my memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It was in november 2005... my dad had gone overseas, i had a oppoturnity to go 4 my fren mahen's chalet.. but my mum didnt allow saying that there would be all guys there., its not good 4 a gal to go there n stuff. so i didnt go to the chalet on de first day wen my brother had gone. but i badly wanted to go. it was a long time since i had a chance to enjoy myself. so de following day after school. i felt off 4 de chalet.... i wen there. inside there place there was many ppl.all of them whom i knew except 4 one. i went to a room to keep my stuffs. wen i had a phone call from some1 unknown. so i n my fren mary &amp; her brother matthew were talkin to de unknown guy by using de loud speaker.. at one pnt of time. Some1 came into the room, that was de new guy who was in de chalet whom i didnt noe at all. after he left, i immideately asked my fren mary who is that guy? she told mi his name was derren. One of de soccer guys. but i had never seen him before. i liked de way he looked at that pnt of time. after thn i took a shower n wen down to de hall to watch tv wif my frens. without mi realising, i wanted to talk to him. but i was scared. i was scared to look at him also. all of them decided to go to OCH. haha... i went along... he was also ther... lookin scared. haha... he is afraid of ghosts haha.. tts wat i knew :) after leaving de OCH, we got back to de chalet to watch soccer. but since some of us was hungry we went to the coffee shop. A guy called michael was pissing mi off. very irritating haha.. Mi,mo,michael,mary,kumar &amp;amp; derren wen to the coffee shop. derren was sitting beside mi. haha.. de feeling was nice. . it was raining.. i love to wet in de rain so i gave my phone to derren of all de person there to loook after n took my own time to get back to de chalet by walking in de rain. through out my walk michael was talking rubbish haha,,,i went back to chalet thn watched tv n slept. i was suppose to study for tests. but i didnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;concentrate, in de morning.... derren,bird &amp;amp; mary were in de room playin carom. i also went in. I was watching derren allllllllllllllllllllllllll de time hahaa.......he jus seemed like a nice person to mi. i enjoyed every single time wif him.. i got closer to him suddenly out of no reason. haha.. i was together or at least near him whereever he went. de bbq, carom playing time haha.. i had no heart to leave him. i didnt study 4 test also. thn at nite... i wanted to sleep earlier since i had to go sch. but de irritiating michael came. i had to ask some1 to sleep beside mi as he came n lied down beside mi. i told derren to lie beside mi. wow...... de feeling was good.. i watched him as he slept. :) spoke to him throughout de nite to get to noe him more here n there. following morning.. derren also left wif mi., which was surprising. haha.. in de bus was a nice experience..... i lied on his shoulder to sleep since i was tired n sleepy. i flunk my test ahaha... i took his number in de bus before i left. after a long time later...... scared mah..... thn.... things carried on..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-114396060021799076?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/114396060021799076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=114396060021799076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114396060021799076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/114396060021799076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/04/meeting-in-chalet.html' title='Meeting in chalet'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113740450657390604</id><published>2006-01-16T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:09:56.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehehe... updating....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Elo peeeps.... I have been missing out of action for a longggggggg time... hahah... :) I actually forgot about my blog la.. didnt update anything.. hmm.. first issue soo farr... BLEDY EXAMZ are COMING.... &amp;amp; I AM NOT PREPARED....!!!!! :) hmmm..... NVM STILL GOT TIME&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;.. SLACKKKKK ONLI&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;.... Second Issue----&gt; ALots oF Project....... But GOOD NEWS all finishing........ Third Issue...... My darling... hehe.... Secret... Cannot tell!!!! Forth Issue-----&gt; Northerners (conflict among each other) Fifth issue-----&gt;I m SICK OF SCHOOL!!!! BORED :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;THATS ALL PEEPS 4 NOW&gt;&gt;&gt; WILL GET BAACK TO U SOOOONNN..... :) ehehehehhehehehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-113740450657390604?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113740450657390604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113740450657390604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113740450657390604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113740450657390604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2006/01/hehehe-updating.html' title='Hehehe... updating....'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113292368602774373</id><published>2005-11-25T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T03:38:45.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please View This Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Babes &amp; guys out there....... guess wat.. i was jus surfing the net.. &amp;amp; i came across something which really touched mi in once sense n made mi feel good.... have a view of it at this website i have listed below; Jus a few minutes onli... Its about an interview with god...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Click on View Presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theinterviewwithgod.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.theinterviewwithgod.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-113292368602774373?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113292368602774373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113292368602774373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113292368602774373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113292368602774373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/11/please-view-this-interview.html' title='Please View This Interview'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113204407785913665</id><published>2005-11-15T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:10:25.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming Of You (lyrics)BY Selena</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Late at night when all the world is sleeping I'd stay up and think of you And I'd wish on a star That somewhere you are thinking of me too Cuz I'm dreaming of you tonight Till tomorrow, I'll be holding you tight And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be Then here in my room, Dreaming about you and me Wonder if you even see me And I wonder if you know I'm there If you looked in my eyes Would you see what's inside? Would you even care? I just wanna hold you close But so far, all I have are dreams of you So, I wait for the day and the courage to say How much I love you(Yes, I do) I'll be dreaming of you tonight Till tomorrow, I'll be holding you tight And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be Then here in my room, Dreaming about you and me Ahhh...I can't stop dreaming of you Ahhh...I can't stop dreamin Late at night when all the world is sleeping I'd stay up and think of you And I still can't believe that you came up to me And said, "I love you; I love you too" Now I'm dreaming with you tonight Till tomorrow, and for all of my life And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be Then here in my room, Dreaming with you endlessly...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-113204407785913665?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113204407785913665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113204407785913665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204407785913665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204407785913665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/11/dreaming-of-you-lyricsby-selena.html' title='Dreaming Of You (lyrics)BY Selena'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113204400928474495</id><published>2005-11-15T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:40:09.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Spend My Lifetime Loving You Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Moon so bright, night so fineKeep your heart here with mineLife's a dream we are dreamingRace the moon, catch the windRide the night to the endSeize the day, stand up for the lightI want to spend my lifetime loving youIf that is all in life I ever doHeroes rise, heroes fallRise again, win it allIn your heart, can't you feel the gloryThrough our joy, through our painWe can move worlds againTake my hand, dance with meI want to spend my lifetime loving youIf that is all in life I ever doI will want nothing else to see me throughIf I can spend my lifetime loving youThough we know we will never come againWhere there is love, life beginsOver and over againSave the night, save the daySave the love, come what mayLove is worth everything we payI want to spend my lifetime loving youIf that is all in life I ever doI want to spend my lifetime loving youIf that is all in life I ever doI will want nothing else to see me throughIf I can spend my lifetime loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;By Mark Anthony&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/10322706-113204400928474495?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113204400928474495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113204400928474495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204400928474495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204400928474495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-want-to-spend-my-lifetime-loving-you.html' title='I Want To Spend My Lifetime Loving You Lyrics'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113204383928698806</id><published>2005-11-15T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:10:46.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have been the treasure in my hand. You have been the one who always stood beside me. So unaware, I foolishly believed that you would always be there. But then there will come a day, when I will turn my head and you will slip away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-113204383928698806?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113204383928698806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113204383928698806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204383928698806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204383928698806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/11/treasure.html' title='Treasure'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113204367652540484</id><published>2005-11-15T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:11:10.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read on..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With you my heart will always stay. With you my thoughts will be every day. You remain to be the one that I regret letting get away. Why didn't I say what I needed to say? You are the one I will always use my wishes on. You are the one I will always wish was never gone. I'll constantly wonder what went wrong. I'll forever think of what I could've did that was never done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-113204367652540484?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113204367652540484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113204367652540484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204367652540484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204367652540484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/11/read-on.html' title='Read on..'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113204364025904071</id><published>2005-11-15T00:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:34:00.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;When you said forever, you meant a few months. When I said forever, I meant every day until I died. When you said always, you meant until you couldn't handle it anymore. When I said always, I meant until time ended. When you said you loved me, you meant I was no different from any other girl. When I said I loved you, I meant I had never felt what I felt for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-113204364025904071?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113204364025904071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113204364025904071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204364025904071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204364025904071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/11/forever.html' title='Forever???'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113204360663547407</id><published>2005-11-15T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:33:26.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Points to wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Whenever I cried he would always make me feel like he would change the world if he could so it couldn't hurt me anymore. But now I’m crying and he's not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-113204360663547407?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113204360663547407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113204360663547407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204360663547407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204360663547407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/11/points-to-wonder.html' title='Points to wonder'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113204356884608343</id><published>2005-11-15T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:32:48.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Sometimes you love something so much that it hurts to leave it, but you must. Sometimes it hurts too much to hold on to that thing you love. And sometimes you let go of what you love because it hurts, but then just sometimes... you get it back and live happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-113204356884608343?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113204356884608343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113204356884608343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204356884608343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204356884608343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/11/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113204311741023969</id><published>2005-11-15T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:35:50.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They saythe first love's most important.That's very romantic,but not my experience.&lt;br /&gt;Something was and wasn't there between us,something went on and went away.&lt;br /&gt;My hands never tremblewhen I stumble on silly keepsakesand a sheaf of letters tied with string— not even ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;Our only meeting after years:two chairs chattingat a chilly table.&lt;br /&gt;Other lovesstill breathe deep inside me.This one's too short of breath even to sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Yet just exactly as it is,it does what the others still can't manage:unremembered,not even seen in dreams,it introduces me to death.&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/10322706-113204311741023969?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113204311741023969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113204311741023969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204311741023969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113204311741023969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-love.html' title='First Love'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113195626309084826</id><published>2005-11-14T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T00:17:43.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;If time slips away and you have not heard a word from me , remember that our Friendship is then just words it is a feeling of togetherness in our hearts.......so take care and try not to stress yourself out too much k....if you need someone to talk to then just give me a call i will always be here for you..........@ " " "@ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;                                  (   '0'  )             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;                              (@)_ '_(@)  a bear specially for u from me.......                                                                                                                                        Love,                                                                                                                                                     Mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-113195626309084826?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113195626309084826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113195626309084826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113195626309084826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113195626309084826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/11/mary.html' title='mary'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113195612779508152</id><published>2005-11-14T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T00:15:27.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down.He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all.He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence.The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out.It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. " A verbal  wound is as bad as a physical one.Friends are very rare jewels, indeed.They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us."Show your friends how much you care.Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND, even&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&gt;if it means sending it back to the person who sent it to you.If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I AM HONORED. Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-113195612779508152?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113195612779508152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113195612779508152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113195612779508152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113195612779508152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/11/if-it-means-sending-it-back-to-person.html' title=''/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-113032852654718529</id><published>2005-10-26T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T05:08:46.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After one week of lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yo manz..... I HATE IT I JUST HATE IT......... I dun feel too good studing after TEP. Nothing is going up my head la. SHIt.... I still dammm blurr.. Canot concentrate in lesson since i have been like slacking for some time.... JUst wondering wat de hell am i gona do.. Time also flying sooo dam fast. Week two already. One after another soon.... EXAMZ errrrrrrr cant stand de thought of it. GOD PLEASE HELP MI&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-113032852654718529?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/113032852654718529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=113032852654718529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113032852654718529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/113032852654718529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/10/after-one-week-of-lesson.html' title='After one week of lesson'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112962156487191318</id><published>2005-10-18T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T00:46:04.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out-Sourcing babes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Elo darlings... from BPOS Out-source....... Mi jus dropping by to say that i really mizz you guys.... hahahaa... Hope to hear from you all soon... Wana go out another day? C when all of us are free... thn we go hang out okiez.... Cheers hahahaa... tata... hope this time shamimi can follow us out :) after she recovers....... okieaz... take care palz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112962156487191318?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112962156487191318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112962156487191318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112962156487191318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112962156487191318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/10/out-sourcing-babes.html' title='Out-Sourcing babes'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112961447279267602</id><published>2005-10-17T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T00:31:36.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm... i cant believe it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aiyo.. i cant believe i did it.. i was hoping to see him"D". But thn another part of myself didnt want too.. I was wif my close pal. . we were hanging around a Particular area. We were not sure where to go. . Then suddenly she asked me, "You wan to go somewhere"... without myself realising, i said out the name of de place he stays"C......." At that same time.. my pal also wanted to go there.. off we left to de place... She was dam happy as it could mean alot to her to go there. I as telling myself tt i m going there 4 her happiness.. I wont wana c de person i 'think" i like... i was feeling confused to c him or not.. but then i jus ignored that feeling &amp; went ahead to c my fren S with my pal S. hahaha... Thn after reaching the mrt station of de place, we had no idea where to go. When we reached, it was already 6.45 We took a bus, which was not even suppose to be going to de shop we wanted to go too. Then we had a longgggggggg &amp;amp; tiring work,,,, she felt bad n wanted to give up. But i knew that inside she badly wanted to c him. We walked n walked.. until at 8 we reached de place. She was damm shy manz hahaha... Thn i smsed de Guy S. &amp; told him to come behind de stall. Some1 is there...He came.. HE was DAMM shocked. haha.. He was looking dam funny n shy n confused of what to do. He jus walked here n there. Thn i ate Dinner. I received a call from him"D" at about 8.28 Thn he asked where am i. So i told him that i am at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;---AYER RAJAH FOOD COURT--- He said call him b4 i leave. so i said ok n put de phone down. All de while i thought that he wont be coming. so i jus hack cared.. Then after abt 5 minutes after eating i smsed him saying i am leaving de place already.. He replied"wait there... coming...." i really got a shock.. terriblly shocked.. cant believe it... In just few minutes of waiting: i got another sms saying he was already there. My heart raced... i was not sure to go n talk to him or not... Thn i jus took de song cd he passed mi de other time n went to look for him. From a distance away, i saw him.. i was really feeling weird. i could see him watching mi from far... I came closer and then he said. First time i see you wear skirt. It's nice. I just tried to hide it my weird look by smiling. Then we sat down n talked.. i have no idea wat i said to him in response... i jus carried on lookin away from him...Too shy!!!! Some Times many things have to be silent... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112961447279267602?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112961447279267602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112961447279267602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112961447279267602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112961447279267602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmm-i-cant-believe-it.html' title='Hmm... i cant believe it'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112952403468589010</id><published>2005-10-16T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T21:40:34.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wat am i feeling???/</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;hm.... i am very confused.. i duno wat is happening to me. i always tell myself not to fall for any1. but i am scared that might happen. i jus wan to be frens but at times my heart plays tricks. Its driving mi crazy... i tend to think of the person very often. until i feel very very bad.. Its like i MISS him soooo much.. but i shouldnt be like that. I wana stop it. If he didn't call mi for a day i feel bad. if he didnt sms mi, i feel bad... i jus cant take it anymore. i dun think its practical to work out... but i badly wan him to be wif mi... Y is this happening to mi? I dun even noe if i can treat him as a fren or not anymore. its jus confusing... Guess wat de worst part is.... i dun even noe if he likes mi :(   wat am i gona do!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112952403468589010?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112952403468589010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112952403468589010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112952403468589010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112952403468589010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/10/wat-am-i-feeling_16.html' title='wat am i feeling???/'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112952360554549594</id><published>2005-10-16T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T21:33:25.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of sch after TEP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;woww... I just duno wat to say already. First teacher who took for lecture is not bad. But DAMM de second LADY... Once lesson start already give headache siall... ALot of stupid work.. Ppl like mi dun like to do tutorial homework. But tis stupid lady wan us to do all our tutorials every single time. manz. It suckz la... i wonder how de hell i gona make it. Not even proper lesson n she is damm good at creating stress for mi la. aiyoo... dammm irritated already la. think of her already everything going bad !!!! hahaha.. STAY TUNED FOR MORE UPDATES***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112952360554549594?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112952360554549594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112952360554549594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112952360554549594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112952360554549594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/10/first-day-of-sch-after-tep.html' title='First day of sch after TEP'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112843554803205284</id><published>2005-10-04T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T07:19:08.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;My name is Michelle I am but five, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I can't speak at all I can' t do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All the day long When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home. When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight Don't make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar. I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself Against the wall. I try and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words, He says its my fault That he suffers at work He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And I run for the door. He's already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall. I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken. " I'm sorry! " , I scream But its now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate. The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor. My name is Michelle And I am but five, Tonight my daddy Murdered me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112843554803205284?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112843554803205284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112843554803205284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112843554803205284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112843554803205284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-name-is-michelle-i-am-but-five-my.html' title=''/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112822072108130874</id><published>2005-10-01T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T19:38:41.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KIsing matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kiss on the hand = I adore you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kiss on the cheek = I just want to be friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kiss on the neck = I want you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kiss on the lips = I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kiss on the ears = I am just playing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kiss anywhere else = lets not get carried away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look in your eyes = kiss me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Playing with your hair = I can't live without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hand on your waist = I love you to much to let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I got a QUESTION------&gt; CAN All THESE BE TRUSTED hahahaaa.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112822072108130874?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112822072108130874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112822072108130874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112822072108130874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112822072108130874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/10/kising-matter.html' title='KIsing matter'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112821972259880186</id><published>2005-10-01T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T19:22:02.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Character</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Guess what...... I found this on an e-mail. about myself.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You are near to perfect and nice at heart.The examples of your kindness are always circulated in groups of people.You, too, love peace. You wouldn't like to retaliate even to a person who is in the wrong. You are loved due to this. You do not wish to talk behind one's back. People love the way you always treat them. You can give, give and give love, and the best part is that you do not expect it back in return.You are generous enough.Seeing things in a practical light is what remains the best trait of you guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112821972259880186?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112821972259880186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112821972259880186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112821972259880186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112821972259880186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/10/character.html' title='Character'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112748579610582961</id><published>2005-09-23T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T07:29:56.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dass</title><content type='html'>wow.. ppl. i am having a wonderful experience now. I love being in school.. i m having a crush on some fellow who is older then mi by 9 years hahaha..... WEIRD Rite....... wat to doooooo Life is playing tricks with mie............ Wonder wat will happen manz. but just enjoying it.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112748579610582961?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112748579610582961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112748579610582961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112748579610582961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112748579610582961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/09/dass.html' title='dass'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112731230934267333</id><published>2005-09-21T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T07:18:29.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ram</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ram... where de hell are you manz.. hahaa.. jus disappeared like tt. How could u leave ur fren manz hahaa... Hows ur working trip? Gone around de whole world.... keep mi updated pal. wen are you gona get married.... Babe waiting rite......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112731230934267333?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112731230934267333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112731230934267333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112731230934267333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112731230934267333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/09/ram.html' title='ram'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112722064500405988</id><published>2005-09-20T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T05:50:45.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Woww...... i have been in cheers for some time already.. i having a good experience..... &amp; also have sour ones la. but wat to do life is full of Sweet &amp;amp; Sour X-perience. I wonder how i will feel after i leave de place manz... Definately will miss it..... I made soooo Many friends..... &amp;amp; soo many weird happenings... gona Miss All of it........ yeah...... THankz To TEP hahahaa....... yeah....... All de best to all Folksz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112722064500405988?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112722064500405988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112722064500405988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112722064500405988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112722064500405988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/09/cheers.html' title='Cheers'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112548926613657504</id><published>2005-08-31T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T04:54:26.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bdae4 k</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;oh manz.. ppl i wana ask u a Q.. if u have already broke up wif ur ex. would still borther to wish him/her on their birthday? hahaha... i not sure leh.... hahaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112548926613657504?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112548926613657504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112548926613657504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112548926613657504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112548926613657504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/08/bdae4-k.html' title='bdae4 k'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112548761936904729</id><published>2005-08-31T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T04:26:59.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 u</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Elo... peeps/... tis is specially for my pal shari ann. hahaha.. u say i everytime never update rite actually i didnt get de time la. tts y. after sch usually tired n sleep like pig. hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ai I REALLY MISS BPOS. haha.... at tt place can slack. but at tis place. everytime got ppl watching you. u rest ur butt on de floor 4 a while also can get scolded hahaha... tt kinda situation hmm.... in BPOS can talk rubbish walk around slack....... but here nothin... !!! everyday got stupid ppl from headquaters to check manz.. suckz. hahaa... I am damm happy tt u guys drop by at cheers... yeah.. wen u ppl come i feel sooo relieved tt u guys r there.. yeah.. i am stuggling happily here... still got 6 more weeks to go hahaha,,, can run away.. ai pal.. wen u ppl r going out some where tell mi okiez. i will meet up. got lots to share on tis Stopover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112548761936904729?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112548761936904729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112548761936904729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112548761936904729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112548761936904729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/08/4-u.html' title='4 u'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-112020646107207207</id><published>2005-07-01T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T01:27:41.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;oh no........ i not cant make it 4 de camp. its on 29 30 31 of july... but..... on de 30 i got Full Dress Rehearsal for the Sign Language for national day. duno how to go la. i am terribly stuck. i got no idea which is more impt..... i am stuck..... i have to make a wise decision..... i dun wana miss both but i am stuck noe...... feel like crying..... manz........ whahaaaaa........ hahaha..... hmmmmmmmm........ lets c,,,, wat happens,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-112020646107207207?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/112020646107207207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=112020646107207207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112020646107207207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/112020646107207207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-no.html' title='oh no.....'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111986174534777090</id><published>2005-06-27T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T01:42:25.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my COMPUTER is SPOILT......... stupid manz.. cant chat at home ....... upset la.. hehehheee.. worst part dad doesnt noe abt it wait i die manzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111986174534777090?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111986174534777090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111986174534777090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111986174534777090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111986174534777090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/06/computer.html' title='Computer'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111986136600723223</id><published>2005-06-27T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T01:36:06.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;National Day Parade---&gt; i will be involved in something different haha.. yeah.. doing sign language hahaha.. Do rememeber to catch but surely u all cant c mi in specific la.. coz i will be sooo small among soo many ppl hahaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111986136600723223?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111986136600723223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111986136600723223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111986136600723223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111986136600723223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/06/national-day-parade.html' title='National Day Parade'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111986123516664480</id><published>2005-06-27T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T01:33:55.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.....2nd stopover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;2nd stop over....... alot of work i guess... not really tt much la.. but still have work.. i wish got nothin to do n slack..... like hell.... hahaha......... too much rite mi.. i jus lazy la.. no mood to do work alerady...... too much kolupu(fats) in my body making mi lazy hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111986123516664480?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111986123516664480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111986123516664480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111986123516664480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111986123516664480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmm2nd-stopover.html' title='hmm.....2nd stopover'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111986102130815119</id><published>2005-06-27T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T01:30:21.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH my HAIR..... its gone hahaha..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;hahaha..... my hair is gone... it is dammmmm short now hahaha..... wat to do.. dad likes short hair so i had to sacrifice it... wat a waste.. nvm la. can grow it again.. but i look damm weird now.... hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111986102130815119?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111986102130815119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111986102130815119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111986102130815119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111986102130815119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-my-hair-its-gone-hahaha.html' title='OH my HAIR..... its gone hahaha..'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111823523051181309</id><published>2005-06-08T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T05:53:50.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Northerenz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Wowo.......... NORTHERENZ...... RULES&gt;.............. U ROCK MANZ&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111823523051181309?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111823523051181309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111823523051181309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111823523051181309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111823523051181309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/06/northerenz.html' title='Northerenz'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111823512503788291</id><published>2005-06-08T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T05:52:05.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fren</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mary Clare is sick........ hope she recover soon.. take care of urself sis...... mizz u alot.... dun worry i will be there 4 u...... Any thing u need call mi.... i will be there......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111823512503788291?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111823512503788291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111823512503788291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111823512503788291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111823512503788291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/06/fren.html' title='fren'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111777244971265384</id><published>2005-06-03T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T21:20:49.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bro bdae</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hmmm.... its my bro's bdae today.. i tell u its funny... if he had done properly 4 his exams he could have had a celebration but tt fellow go n do soo horribily.. then how la.. how to get permission to celebrate. I onli bought a present for him. Mum is broke coz no $. dad also coz pay day onli on de 10. err.... very bad rite.. like tt how ..... but i got something organised 4 him la. yup.. i managed to get $ from dad.. yeah.. to buy cake n pass to de ppl in de field.. At least tt will make him happy..... but really its very weird u noe.... nothin can be done without $. but ok la.. even if my parents are not borthered. i cant let my bro suffer de same way i did for many years.. i will do wat i can to make him happy..... I love my bro.....Always... &amp;amp; VIN happy bdae bro.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111777244971265384?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111777244971265384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111777244971265384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777244971265384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777244971265384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/06/bro-bdae.html' title='Bro bdae'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111777927108397824</id><published>2005-06-02T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T23:14:31.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Somethings are too hurting that it can never be spoken out.. it can onli be felt.. but many people dun realise it.. yet they will keep on asking....... wats hurting u....... instead of sayin..... dun worry it wont hurt anymore.....  Take things differently in life....... everything will go on fine... tts wat i believe in.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111777927108397824?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111777927108397824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111777927108397824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777927108397824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777927108397824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/06/some-things.html' title='some things...'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111777780544453151</id><published>2005-06-02T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:51:53.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the reason to love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ai ppl out there... i got a Question coming into my head out of a sudden........ What is the reason to love? yeah...... any one got any idea can drop in it my tag board... or if u wan u can send a msg to mi over my tag board for my personal e-mail add... you can send mi your view.. yup,, okiez,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111777780544453151?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111777780544453151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111777780544453151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777780544453151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777780544453151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-is-reason-to-love.html' title='What is the reason to love?'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111777839599625080</id><published>2005-05-31T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:59:55.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Meaning of LOVE in my Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For most of us, love is a full-time obsession . We are concerned about the love of our parents, children, co-workers, friends, and many, many others. There is nothing more important to our emotional, psychological, or spiritual well-being than love. It is a vital part of any growth process. We need to have a healthy dose of self-love so that we can, in turn, love the world. Dreams may be filled with images of love, friendship, compassion, and lust. In the end, it is all about acceptance and belonging. To be loved is to feel accepted and have a sense of belonging. In our dreams we may be trying to figure out this mystery called love. The dream may be wish-fulfilling or compensatory in nature. It may be spiritual or practical, but always deals with a significant part of our psyche or our daily lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111777839599625080?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111777839599625080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111777839599625080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777839599625080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777839599625080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/05/meaning-of-love-in-my-dream.html' title='The Meaning of LOVE in my Dream'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111777117756862776</id><published>2005-05-28T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T20:59:37.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wonder....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i am just wonder everytime.... Y is it that people we love are the ones always hurting us... I myself noe tt i have hurt some1 badly due to some unimagined circumstances. I really wish i can turn back time. I feel damm F-up coz of some ppl. they keep on hurting mi wen i never do anything wrng. it really makes mi feel bad. i had given up soo many times 4 them including de one i loved alot. n STILL...... They r de same.. always saying somethings to hurt m even more.. Usually ppl will say forget the past &amp;amp; just move on.. but is that ever possible? i can tell it whole heartedly NEVER will it be forgotten. They said they will in de end they always saying something to remind mi on it... They have not forgetten it like wat they say... At tis point of time.. i really miss some1 i love alot.... but too bad i cant tell to him wats happening... i dun noe how to tell it.. its difficult to explain. n even if i do.. Whenever i c him i will be reminded of it. it will make matters worst.. wen ever i am wif him i onli wan to be reminded of the good times i had wif him. not how much i was******......... i jus duno wat to do... my life so miserable now... i wan him tts 4 sure.. another part says... i shouldnt be wif him if not its he who will be affected coz of mi.... i really duno....... Y ME? i just wonder if everything can get back like how it used to be b4.. de happen moments.. de wonderful times........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111777117756862776?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111777117756862776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111777117756862776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777117756862776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777117756862776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-wonder.html' title='i wonder....'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111698635476943185</id><published>2005-05-24T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T05:40:09.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I think of the time we we're together&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why you had to go&lt;br /&gt;I never got to say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;I never got to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;I have memories in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I think about them all the time&lt;br /&gt;You taught me to do right not wrong&lt;br /&gt;And taught me how to be strong&lt;br /&gt;I never got to thank-you&lt;br /&gt;I just assumed you would know&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the trouble I have caused&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have done better&lt;br /&gt;I wish I would have been perfect for you&lt;br /&gt;But I guess now it's too late 'cuz we're at an end&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can go to your grave&lt;br /&gt;&amp; pray that you're listening to me&lt;br /&gt;All I want you to know is that&lt;br /&gt;I Love You, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I can't wait to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111698635476943185?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111698635476943185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111698635476943185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111698635476943185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111698635476943185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/05/poem.html' title='poem'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111777953941932849</id><published>2005-05-16T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T23:18:59.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;When everything u thin on in life is goign bad... everything falling right on you... relax and close your eyes.. thing of wat you gona doin to do instead of feeling sad..... Frankly to ppl who always c mi smiling always.......  i am hurt more then u noe... i feel sad more often then u noe. i have cried more then u noe........ i have gone thru many things moer then u noe.. but to mi........ it doesnt really matter as long as i noe and feel that things will change......... Everything will be better as time goes by..... Pray for tat........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111777953941932849?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111777953941932849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111777953941932849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777953941932849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777953941932849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/05/when.html' title='when.....'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111441994612981266</id><published>2005-04-25T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T02:05:46.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prisoner in ur eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eniyavaalae!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eni Yaaraiyum Nimirnthu Paarkathae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Un  Kangalai Paarthae Ennai Kandu Pidithu Viduvargal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111441994612981266?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111441994612981266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111441994612981266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441994612981266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441994612981266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/prisoner-in-ur-eyes.html' title='Prisoner in ur eyes'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111441924710486708</id><published>2005-04-25T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T01:54:07.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(Ah)niyaayem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anne Ithu Niyayem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;En Ithaiyathai Thirudiyavan- Nee thanimai Siraiyil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Thandanai Paeruvathi Naana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111441924710486708?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111441924710486708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111441924710486708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441924710486708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441924710486708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/ahniyaayem.html' title='(Ah)niyaayem'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111441849902913180</id><published>2005-04-25T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T01:41:39.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahchariyam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Intha Kathal Enna Vichithiram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Enaiyum Alavaithathae...&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/10322706-111441849902913180?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111441849902913180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111441849902913180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441849902913180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441849902913180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/ahchariyam.html' title='Ahchariyam'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111441833693172867</id><published>2005-04-25T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T01:38:56.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kavithai Vaendum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kavithai in Tamil (Thamizh) means Poetry&lt;br /&gt;I am no poet.....I merely translate my feelings to words&lt;br /&gt;Thamizh is one of the most beautiful languages to express one's feelings&lt;br /&gt;I could not translate these into a language that would interest the rest of world&lt;br /&gt;However, these poems can be seen only through the heart&lt;br /&gt;And..........The heart need not know any language !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaalaiyilum Maalaiyilum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kanavi Nee Thaanadi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uravilum Urakathilum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uyirae Nee Thaanadi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathal Vaendumaa Kavithai Vaendumaa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nitchiyam Solvaen Sathiyam Seivaen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kavithai Than Vaendum Annaku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En Kavithai Nee Thanadi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/10322706-111441833693172867?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111441833693172867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111441833693172867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441833693172867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441833693172867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/kavithai-vaendum.html' title='Kavithai Vaendum'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111441774433845919</id><published>2005-04-25T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T01:29:53.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concern</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Rose that is blooming... be careful... be careful... de plant has thorns...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111441774433845919?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111441774433845919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111441774433845919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441774433845919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441774433845919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/concern_25.html' title='Concern'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111441740751544105</id><published>2005-04-25T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T01:23:27.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEG club camp 05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I JUST LOVE IT&gt;&gt;&gt;........ THANKZ TO ALL FOR MAKING IT A SUCESS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111441740751544105?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111441740751544105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111441740751544105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441740751544105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441740751544105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/seg-club-camp-05.html' title='SEG club camp 05'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111441729471536483</id><published>2005-04-25T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T01:21:34.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEP---&gt;SUCKZZZzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh manz... tep is dammmmmm boring.... i hate it... not exciting at all siah... nothing to do.. i wish to run away onli. heheee... go meet frenz better la. hahaa... awhhhh.... hmm.... hope 9 weeks can fly fast,....... wheeewww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111441729471536483?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111441729471536483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111441729471536483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441729471536483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111441729471536483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/tep-suckzzzzzzz.html' title='TEP---&gt;SUCKZZZzzzz'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111777823631453452</id><published>2005-04-22T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:57:16.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dictionary of dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dreaming is a part of life. Everyone dreams. They dream for as long as they live. "That can't be true," some will say. " People who say this just don't remember having dreamed once they have woken up. Even unborn babies dream in their mother's womb.Dreams are the gateway to an inner world, a world just as real as the one outside. What is outside is also inside; what is inside is also outside. Dreams inform us in a visual language about repressed experiences and other process of the unconscious. Dream images and activities, however strange and even meaningless they may seem, show symbolic structures. Scientific research into dreams, compared dream material with its symbolic content. Dreams became psychotherapy's most important aid in exploration of the unconscious. A knowledge of the meaning of these symbols is of great assistance in the interpretation of dreams.Did you understand your dreams last night? Did you recall them? Rich with symbols, archetypes and metaphoric meaning, dreams are an invaluable healing instrument, and when regularly used and understood, are pathways to higher consciousness, healed relationships, health, fulfilling your life's purpose and greater abundance. Dreams are powerful vehicles in which to solve your daily issues for they provide ideas, solutions and insights. Literally, they are jackpots of information, especially when you ask for answers to specific concerns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111777823631453452?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111777823631453452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111777823631453452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777823631453452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111777823631453452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/dictionary-of-dreams.html' title='Dictionary of dreams'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111371125928947017</id><published>2005-04-19T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T17:47:59.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how i feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hold me to your willing heartAnd let me - help me - weep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That I of need might fall apartAnd then at last might sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Let the truth slice into meThat I might finally bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And purge myself of agonyI cannot now concede.&lt;br /&gt;For I have bound myself in lightThat I might live in joy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And cannot - will not - let the nightMy bonds of love destroy.&lt;br /&gt;And yet I know if I would gainThe peace for which I pray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I must allow the floods of painTo wash my love away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&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/10322706-111371125928947017?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111371125928947017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111371125928947017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111371125928947017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111371125928947017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-is-how-i-feel.html' title='This is how i feel'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111367034238200125</id><published>2005-04-16T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T05:40:56.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem Just For KM1629</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;kanavinilum Ninaivinilum Unnai Naan Ninaitirupain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Annal Yatho Oru Nal Unnai Maranthirupain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Antha Nal Kandipaaga Naan Irantirupain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;---&gt;No LOVE in my LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111367034238200125?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111367034238200125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111367034238200125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111367034238200125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111367034238200125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/poem-just-for-km1629.html' title='Poem Just For KM1629'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111367011646930614</id><published>2005-04-16T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T09:48:36.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I cry n cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Every nite.... i have to cry to sleep too much sorrows to keep mi alive. Bit by bit i am dieing.... Take mi all in once. i am prepared to end it all... Nothing of mi is left......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111367011646930614?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111367011646930614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111367011646930614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111367011646930614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111367011646930614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-cry-n-cry.html' title='I cry n cry'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111366657388633306</id><published>2005-04-16T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T08:49:33.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally... de comp de back hahaa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;AFTER one month......, de computer is finally fixed... phew....... took soo long.. but finally done.. haha... sch is gona start soon... yup... monday orientation... so escape frm class hahaa yippy...haha.. 4 three days.. but onli after i get back thn i noe wat i kenna hahaa.... who noes manz..... hehee.... till then enjoy onli manz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111366657388633306?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111366657388633306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111366657388633306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111366657388633306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111366657388633306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally-de-comp-de-back-hahaa.html' title='Finally... de comp de back hahaa...'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111366717525916245</id><published>2005-04-14T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T08:59:35.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upseting news</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;My beloved tamil teacher Mrs Shanker's Husband passed away.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;A very dreadful sight to see her crying terribily....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;GOD BLESS MR SHANKER &amp;amp; MAY HIS SOUL REST IN PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111366717525916245?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111366717525916245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111366717525916245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111366717525916245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111366717525916245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/upseting-news.html' title='Upseting news'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111294884206346122</id><published>2005-04-08T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T01:27:22.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ohhh fuck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;u noe something.. i took some time to type some hell inside here.. n in de end.... All gone cos comp jam.. stupid manz... errrrrrr !!!!!! hate IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111294884206346122?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111294884206346122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111294884206346122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111294884206346122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111294884206346122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/04/ohhh-fuck.html' title='ohhh fuck...'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111371102610704501</id><published>2005-03-26T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:10:26.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To be an angel!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;To be an angel, one need not have wings.In giving love there is an equal grace.Nor need one seek the aura in the face,As love unveils the beauty of all things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111371102610704501?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111371102610704501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111371102610704501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111371102610704501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111371102610704501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/03/to-be-angel.html' title='To be an angel!!!!'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111371095225241357</id><published>2005-03-20T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:11:49.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels tire of ecstacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Even angels tire of ecstasy.Very few can stare at God with pleasureEons upon eons, as the seaLies featureless across its teeming treasure.Yet we have grace to look and then recover.No joy but fades, to give way to another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111371095225241357?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111371095225241357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111371095225241357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111371095225241357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111371095225241357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/03/angels-tire-of-ecstacy.html' title='Angels tire of ecstacy'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111371153878650241</id><published>2005-03-19T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:19:58.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19th jus passed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;You left me, but you cannot leave my heart.I hold you there, with or without your will.No matter where you go, you will be partOf me, my dearest friend and lover still.I'll tell you of the pain I feel, and allThe things you've done that hurt and make me bleed.And then your icy words you will recall,And comfort me, and give me what I need.This I can do alone, and yet the realYou lives and lies far beyond my touch.But since my true intention is to stealThe you I loved, the real you isn't much.Don't worry--I'll treat you tenderly:The lovely you, you left behind with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111371153878650241?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111371153878650241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111371153878650241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111371153878650241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111371153878650241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/03/19th-jus-passed.html' title='19th jus passed...'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111366742618108917</id><published>2005-03-10T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T09:03:46.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Examz....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;oh manz.... Exams always sucks.. haha..... Headache manz... Studing is never interesting for mi.. hahaa.. I HATE STUDYING.. hehee.... PPl out there good luck manz... study hard n smart... anyway also can la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111366742618108917?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111366742618108917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111366742618108917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111366742618108917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111366742618108917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/03/examz.html' title='Examz....'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-110982880866970595</id><published>2005-03-02T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T21:46:48.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sooo UPSET!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i really duno wat to do now;;........ my accounts is horrible.. i failed my test manz... yeah.... hmm.... sick n tired of accounts la.. i duno wat to u.. try n try until i fail more onli siall... dammm depressed... feel like burning de book!!!!.... errrr... what should i do????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-110982880866970595?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/110982880866970595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=110982880866970595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110982880866970595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110982880866970595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/03/sooo-upset.html' title='sooo UPSET!!!!'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111366698709590243</id><published>2005-03-02T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T08:56:27.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life suckz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Since Feb 15,,,,, actually b4 tt itself.... things are going bad... (at home)... i cant take it la..i cant say anything out also. Abit tooo Personal laa... but too bad i have too take all of it... tts my life... Plz... i am praying daily... PLz dun give up on mi GOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111366698709590243?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111366698709590243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111366698709590243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111366698709590243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111366698709590243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/03/life-suckz.html' title='life suckz...'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-110966906167045944</id><published>2005-03-01T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T01:24:21.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid manz.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Guezz wat.... all thses while.. i didnt come online to update dis bloggie stuff coz i forgot my stupid username.. haha... yeah... how dumb.. tried soo many name... until i wen mad... thankz to ct hehe.. i found out de spellin of my user name... hahaa. i sound like dumb man... hehee... i am recently becoming too forgetful :] yupzz... its suckz,,, hehee.. hmmm... another thing.. stupid examzz r COMING&gt;&gt;.... really SOON&gt;..... GUezz wats de BEST PART----- I haven prepare yet.. haven started studing yet la... errr... tension!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-110966906167045944?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/110966906167045944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=110966906167045944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110966906167045944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110966906167045944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/03/stupid-manz.html' title='stupid manz.......'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-110983065936506560</id><published>2005-02-16T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T22:17:39.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BIRTHDAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i woke up in de morning... i didnt have de mood to speak to anyone. i took a shower then i went to my mother's room. There i saw her sleeping peacefully. I didnt wana disturb her. So i jus touched her leg as a form of blessing and left for school after praying to god. No one wished mi at home... was abit upset but i didnt bother abt it coz i dun really celebrate my bdae every yr. In sch, my frens wished mi.. one after another, all my frens from outside n primary sch called mi to wish. i was happy &amp; shocked at de same time tat they remember my bdae. yeah... but i was unhappy that my parents &amp;amp; siblings didnt wish mi.. yeah... no matter wat they are everything to mi. i suddenly remembered abt de day b4 wen ms wong my pem wished mi. I remebered her tellin mi tat my dad was de one who told her abt my bdae. My frenz gave mi card &amp; present. i was hapi. thankz uhuh gals.. thn i wen back home &amp;amp; walked to my room. there i saw my mum &amp; dad sitting down talking. i got a shock coz my parents didnt go to work. then my mum n dad wished mi. they said they got some surprise 4 mi. i was excited. i took a quick shower n followed my mum to de shop to eat my favourite food(Tom Yam) hehee... she treated mi tat. then i wen back home again. this time my dad brought mi out. i dun wish to tell u ppl where haha... yeah... but it was my bdae present also.... i was dammmm happy.. but later on.. wen i got back home wif my dad. i saw alot of food being prepared. my bro was home by then... he was de one who planned de whole thing... i was wondering wats happening... yeah... i wen to slept wen they were doing de preparation. yup... aft i woke up i saw a skirt n blouse placed on my bed to be worn. hehee,, but i didnt wear too grand... then i jus wore a short n t-shirt. My whole hse was decorated. then my mum chase mi up again ... i sat there wondering who was coming... then i heard alot of voices... all my frens were at home... I got a big shock!!!!!!! i was soooo shy to go down also..... my bro had to force mi down... on de table were 2 cake n many more... alot of presents also like guitar &amp; cow hahaa.. yeah..... i really enjoyed myself... Kena wack by de cake all.. one whole cake was meant 4 wacking mi hahaa... I LOVE ALL OF THEM.... Thankz,,,, everyone.... i will NEVER forget de day..... always....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-110983065936506560?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/110983065936506560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=110983065936506560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110983065936506560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110983065936506560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-birthday.html' title='MY BIRTHDAY!!!!'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-111367000558945471</id><published>2005-02-15T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T09:46:45.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am FORCED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I never wanted to ever do it..... TO Leave You(KM1629) But i got no choice. i am being pushed far to de edge already... My heart aches every second.... i wish i can jus end it all... I am a heart broken lonely gal inside with a cheerful smile outside. One day de mask has to break.... its wen i will be gone far from you all.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-111367000558945471?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/111367000558945471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=111367000558945471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111367000558945471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/111367000558945471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-forced.html' title='I am FORCED'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-110740852702277248</id><published>2005-02-02T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T21:28:47.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Shit manz... my internet is down.. at home.. cant check mails or chat.. sucks la.. hahaa.. yeah... soo bored at home already.. i do nothing eat n sleep onli haha.... recently i am sick.. haha.. yeah having cough la.. errr irritatin.. stupid comp in sch also giving mi headache. i did some project work then in de end.. all gone.. ennaku cryin cryin ah... varuthu... hahaa. which means tt i feel like cryin cryin hahaa.... yupz.... (Empathy — Walking in Other People's Shoes&lt;br /&gt;Empathy begins with listening ... paying close attention to the world around us ... understanding, appreciating and meeting the needs of those we love)-----&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tis is wat i learnted today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-110740852702277248?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/110740852702277248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=110740852702277248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110740852702277248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110740852702277248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/02/internet.html' title='Internet'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-110715630515933681</id><published>2005-01-30T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T23:25:05.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;LOVE+SAD+HAPPY+TRUTH+FAITH+SECRET+HELP= FRIENDSHIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-110715630515933681?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/110715630515933681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=110715630515933681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110715630515933681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110715630515933681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/01/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-110715610035904989</id><published>2005-01-30T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T23:30:29.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;1-One&lt;br /&gt;2-True&lt;br /&gt;3-Free&lt;br /&gt;4-More&lt;br /&gt;5-Life&lt;br /&gt;6-Fix&lt;br /&gt;7-Heaven&lt;br /&gt;8-Great&lt;br /&gt;9-Fine&lt;br /&gt;10-Fen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-110715610035904989?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/110715610035904989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=110715610035904989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110715610035904989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110715610035904989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-is-love.html' title='What is Love?'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-110700457003886753</id><published>2005-01-29T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T05:16:10.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today..!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I didnt do anything much la.. slack onli... yeah... wen to a uncle's place then saw a dog.. its sooo dam old la. yeah... sleep on de dinning table. i kena shock manz.. de whole hse is full of its hair.. all drop here n there. i was even scard to sit on de sofa coz i thought i saw a flee moving among de black sofa.. SCARYYY..... yupz.... then i sat on de floor all de time.. heheee... POOR DOGGY....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-110700457003886753?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/110700457003886753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=110700457003886753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110700457003886753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110700457003886753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/01/today.html' title='Today..!!!!'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-110692722360625714</id><published>2005-01-28T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T07:47:03.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary's Bdae </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Wow.... i had a fantastic time.yup we celebrated Mary's bdae under de blk. fun manz... de cake dam Superb. hehee.. more thn 1/2 use to wack ppl hhaahaa... yeah.Iskander,Bird n his son, kumar,mi n sis,mahen &amp;amp; bro,munesh were all there... yup... had lots of fun... Mary said tt"it seems like a dream..." hehee... de whole void deck was filled wif chocolate cake hehee.... yeah... ice-cream cake summore... hahaa... my white t-shirt became brown b4 i got back home... :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-110692722360625714?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/110692722360625714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=110692722360625714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110692722360625714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110692722360625714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/01/marys-bdae.html' title='Mary&apos;s Bdae '/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-110680690535509791</id><published>2005-01-26T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T22:40:55.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watzz So Funny!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; entered de lift wif begum,ayu &amp; ming li. Happens to be that de stupid negro n his fren were in de lift. thn de lift suppose to go down but we wanted to go up. so i like one "kuku" pressed de button 5 all de time. then de negro's fren(atha sapadu) disturb say" going down dai" everytime i press he said tt. thn i damm.... PAISEY.... aft then we got out n wen to de lab it was full. so had to go back down. we meet those fools again near de meeting room. then he disturb again sayinh" Enna dai,Go up &amp;amp; Come down" i like dam shy already manz.. coz i felt tt i was being dumb' i jus smiled la. aft tt de computer lab also full had to walk back de same way to go e-plaza. saw them again.errrr..... Tt fellow said something again........ can't remember onli noe something........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-110680690535509791?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/110680690535509791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=110680690535509791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110680690535509791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110680690535509791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/01/watzz-so-funny.html' title='Watzz So Funny!!!'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10322706.post-110674200590515827</id><published>2005-01-26T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T04:20:05.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wowo... after a longgggggggggg time, i chated wif joshua. yupz. my pirmary sch fren. ok la.. had a nice chat n caught up wif old timez,, yet to meet him .yeah.. he soo cute fellow. haha.. damm chubby n big sized yupzx i did soooo many stupids things wen i was wif him. hahaa.. wont forget de true n dare games we played . hahaa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10322706-110674200590515827?l=naturegal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/feeds/110674200590515827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10322706&amp;postID=110674200590515827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110674200590515827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10322706/posts/default/110674200590515827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturegal.blogspot.com/2005/01/catching-up-time.html' title='Catching up time!!!'/><author><name>natureger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02142114503603802602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/nature_ger/12-09-06_1938.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
