<?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-33466453</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:36:17.448+08:00</updated><category term='Bands'/><category term='Senses'/><category term='Celebrities'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Government'/><category term='Class'/><title type='text'>The Incomprehensible Grandeur</title><subtitle type='html'>This Blog will tell you about almost everything.. Have fun!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33466453.post-5627996408997830748</id><published>2008-01-21T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T07:54:00.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><title type='text'>Apathy in the Philippines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R5PeoVBnhBI/AAAAAAAAABk/fEBFs5TVoF8/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R5PeoVBnhBI/AAAAAAAAABk/fEBFs5TVoF8/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157710782689412114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a stormy midnight and i am on my way home after an entire day of jamming with my Xband. So you guys can imagine that im tired. On the drive home i fall asleep and had a comfy sleep, mind you. But midway through the journey, I was awoken from my sleep by a tapping noise. To my surprize, I find a street child peering inside my window, with a sampaguita in one hand and the other outstreched. The driver tries to shoo her away but i stop her, I ask her why she's still outside in this weather. "Kasi po, kung hindi ko po na benta itong sampaguita, 'di po ako makakauwi samin, sasaktan ako ng tatay ko po." True or not, no child has to endure that kind of rain with no clothes or shoes on. I gave her a hundred bucks and told her to go home. she did, coughing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Why does this thing happen?  Rich people are getting rich, poor people doesn't even get any. This is reality. Open your eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33466453-5627996408997830748?l=insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/5627996408997830748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33466453&amp;postID=5627996408997830748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/5627996408997830748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/5627996408997830748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/2008/01/apathy-in-philippines.html' title='Apathy in the Philippines'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R5PeoVBnhBI/AAAAAAAAABk/fEBFs5TVoF8/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33466453.post-5443018617332201658</id><published>2008-01-20T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T19:26:48.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Trace Those Steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R5Mv0lBng8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/mEecW2nBcgg/s1600-h/l_cd7bd0e861d82b0b3ccbb7059050f2e3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R5Mv0lBng8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/mEecW2nBcgg/s200/l_cd7bd0e861d82b0b3ccbb7059050f2e3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157518578607948738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come and go in our lives. Some leaves unforgettable memories, while some makes us stronger (you know what i mean). Those people are God's gifts. We may not notice it, but, they are. Have u ever asked yourself, "What could've happened if i didn't meet him/her?". Indeed it is intricate, and there are times when we get pissed and don't even want to see that person.  Again, LOOK BACK and remember the good old days. Fights end. But memories and happy times don't. Treasure every smile he/she puts in your face. You never know when that person leaves you. Don't think about the wrong things he/she did to you, but think about the things that taught you a lot of lessons. Don't lose hope because everything has a reason. And everything is constantly changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Here's a nice song for you guys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?3augylo1mcy"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?3augylo1mcy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; So let's trace those steps back to where we first met&lt;br /&gt;A place I'll never forget cause you and I we can't let&lt;br /&gt;All this space between a perfect you and perfect me&lt;br /&gt;It's just so hard to believe that you're gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33466453-5443018617332201658?l=insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/5443018617332201658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33466453&amp;postID=5443018617332201658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/5443018617332201658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/5443018617332201658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/2008/01/trace-those-steps.html' title='Trace Those Steps'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R5Mv0lBng8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/mEecW2nBcgg/s72-c/l_cd7bd0e861d82b0b3ccbb7059050f2e3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33466453.post-1454099833597020008</id><published>2008-01-19T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:43:19.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class'/><title type='text'>Overnight Recollection of Cool IM3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R5GAVFBng7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Vl13Iw3ozTE/s1600-h/CIMG6114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R5GAVFBng7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Vl13Iw3ozTE/s400/CIMG6114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157044147930497970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; The Tie That Binds&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;        IM3 have faced a lot of obstacles.. Twists and turns.. Sleepless nights.. Group studies which lead to a lot of things (like playing card &amp;amp; internet games and all foolish things).. We have grown to love each one.. All our laughters, bullies, homeworks, projects AND foodtrip.. This was before October 2007.. Hell, it was a tough road! Unfortunately, only a few of them survived.. and for us who couldn't hang on, our hearts still belong to our Cool Solid Section - IM3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;        We may not be conscious or aware about it, but somehow, we feel deeply misplaced, we miss our class, we miss our home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Fun Shots:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?8f2nrmc7qtq"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?8f2nrmc7qtq&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?bhdgdjvnfas"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?bhdgdjvnfas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;part 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?1wy90ywqm4h"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?1wy90ywqm4h&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;part 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?c2xz4y2nbsy"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?c2xz4y2nbsy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;part 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?dtgjggq1zu1"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?dtgjggq1zu1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;part 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?d5lyjiwpgzn"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?d5lyjiwpgzn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?d44d1wmwzth"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;part 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?d44d1wmwzth"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?d44d1wmwzth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33466453-1454099833597020008?l=insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/1454099833597020008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33466453&amp;postID=1454099833597020008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/1454099833597020008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/1454099833597020008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/2008/01/overnight-recollection.html' title='Overnight Recollection of Cool IM3'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R5GAVFBng7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Vl13Iw3ozTE/s72-c/CIMG6114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33466453.post-6217919596085411791</id><published>2008-01-14T08:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:43:10.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>When It Rains (Paramore)</title><content type='html'>Whenever I say, 'It's a sunny day!' it always pertains to happiness. But when i say, 'It's raining outside', we all know thats it pertains to sadness. Well, what if I say, 'I'm dancing in the rain'? It means means to say that aside from the pain and sadness, we can always find a sense of hope within us no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller2.swf?lyricid=2147448222&amp;amp;border=6&amp;amp;bordert=80&amp;amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgs/Paramore.jpg&amp;amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=2" quality="high" name="scroll" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="210" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Download &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?1z41izzzzw9"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?1z41izzzzw9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33466453-6217919596085411791?l=insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/6217919596085411791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33466453&amp;postID=6217919596085411791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/6217919596085411791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/6217919596085411791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-it-rains-paramore.html' title='When It Rains (Paramore)'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33466453.post-115779175719357857</id><published>2006-09-09T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:41:28.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bands'/><title type='text'>Sum 41</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4ngGlBng5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/8pVlqj-UHUg/s1600-h/sum41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4ngGlBng5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/8pVlqj-UHUg/s320/sum41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154897652124976018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;The band, Sum 41, can change their music frequently. A lot of people have been listening to their music since they started the band. Their songs are very powerful and catchy, and more than the music, the members of the band are really funny and they always make funny home-made videos. Concerning their music, all their albums always try to take new directions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33466453-115779175719357857?l=insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/115779175719357857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33466453&amp;postID=115779175719357857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115779175719357857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115779175719357857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-kiss.html' title='Sum 41'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4ngGlBng5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/8pVlqj-UHUg/s72-c/sum41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33466453.post-115737637889878927</id><published>2006-09-04T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:41:15.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senses'/><title type='text'>love again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;"Love is the word used to label the sexual excitement of the young, the habituation of the middle-aged, and the mutual dependence of the old."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33466453-115737637889878927?l=insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/115737637889878927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33466453&amp;postID=115737637889878927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115737637889878927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115737637889878927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-again.html' title='love again...'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33466453.post-115725888501924923</id><published>2006-09-03T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:42:22.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senses'/><title type='text'>Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with&lt;br /&gt;you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you&lt;br /&gt;are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33466453-115725888501924923?l=insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/115725888501924923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33466453&amp;postID=115725888501924923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115725888501924923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115725888501924923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/2006/09/love.html' title='Love...'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33466453.post-115708912020474995</id><published>2006-09-01T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:42:05.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senses'/><title type='text'>anyone???</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's not who you are underneath, it's what you do that defines you..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33466453-115708912020474995?l=insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/115708912020474995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33466453&amp;postID=115708912020474995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115708912020474995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115708912020474995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/2006/08/anyone.html' title='anyone???'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33466453.post-115694530189299550</id><published>2006-08-30T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:37:28.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>sweet life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/964/3675/1600/Muhmuh.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/964/3675/200/Muhmuh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"heart does things for a reason, but reason do not always understand..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you so much miguel... thanks for understanding... MWAH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;""...lets dwell on the topic of giving up, shall we? dictionary states that to give up is to abandon to a person or thing...i have not abandoned you aica... if i have, why do i keep on glancing at my fone to see if u txted me?u say that you dont wana txt me cuz away lang eh... pero even if away, im happy txting u... i keep thinking bwt u and y things have to be this way. i dont know y... u dont wana txt me or make things up... so in a sense, it is you who has given up on me... not the other way around...""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33466453-115694530189299550?l=insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/115694530189299550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33466453&amp;postID=115694530189299550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115694530189299550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115694530189299550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/2006/08/sweet-life.html' title='sweet life...'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33466453.post-115684547826056363</id><published>2006-08-29T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:37:20.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><title type='text'>Jack Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4mLUVBng4I/AAAAAAAAAAg/8-sooXqDz3w/s1600-h/Jack%2520Black%2520School%2520of%2520Rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4mLUVBng4I/AAAAAAAAAAg/8-sooXqDz3w/s200/Jack%2520Black%2520School%2520of%2520Rock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154804429859816322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many of us know Jack Black, but I find Jack Black to be a very interesting individual. And I must say, he is one talented fellow. He is an actor, a comedian and a rockstar. For every movie I've seen, I felt he should have won an Oscar. For every movie I've seen, I couldn’t help but laugh, and his band tenacious d mixes awesome musicality with humor. And not just "pasang-awa" humor, his humor is REALLY funny. I salute thee, Jack Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33466453-115684547826056363?l=insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/115684547826056363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33466453&amp;postID=115684547826056363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115684547826056363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115684547826056363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-oh-love.html' title='Jack Black'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4mLUVBng4I/AAAAAAAAAAg/8-sooXqDz3w/s72-c/Jack%2520Black%2520School%2520of%2520Rock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33466453.post-115684117256969861</id><published>2006-08-29T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T17:13:17.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;When things get out of hand and you don't know what to do, you always have someone to turn to - your friends. Friends don't just come and go, they're just there. Don't always expect them to be there for you all the time, because they have issues too. They also have to fix things; to fix their lives. You have to be strong and learn how to face every step you take. But if you can't hold on, you can call them. They may not help you as much as you expected, but at least they tried their best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;This song will make you realize that, it's not a love song, it has a mix of 'evanescence'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;This is the last night you'll spend alone&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eyes so I know you know&lt;br /&gt;I'm everywhere you want me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;Last Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click this link to download the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2ixddlyye50"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?2ixddlyye50&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33466453-115684117256969861?l=insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/115684117256969861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33466453&amp;postID=115684117256969861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115684117256969861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115684117256969861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/2006/08/scar.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33466453.post-115675443479674814</id><published>2006-08-28T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T13:58:37.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/964/3675/1600/12.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/964/3675/200/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;What is the easiest way to forget the things u don't want to remember?&lt;br /&gt;Some would say, 'keep yourself busy', others would say, 'accept it', but some would suggest to take bitter pills.&lt;br /&gt;I've been keeping myself busy. i saw the people who really cared for me when i was really really down. And yeah, i forgot the pain. For a moment. But before i hit the hay, there it goes again. Keeping yourself busy is a temporary cure. Time will come i will accept and bear the pain, maybe because sooner or later I'll learn how to move on or maybe I'll get used to the pain. The bitter pill? nah.. It's just an option. I'm not that crazy to take it! haha.. but yeah, some people did.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny when the people who cares and loves are the ones who get hurt in the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Keep my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;somewhere drugs don't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Where the sunshine slows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;always keep me close&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Drugs or Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click this link to download the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?8yh5coagzky"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?8yh5coagzky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33466453-115675443479674814?l=insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/feeds/115675443479674814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33466453&amp;postID=115675443479674814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115675443479674814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33466453/posts/default/115675443479674814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemysimplelife1931.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-tired.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715150360696661125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gfWBhBmAnT8/R4lMdFBng1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7Jkx8igZiYo/S220/27122007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
