<?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-7093257</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:46:43.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the universe is made of stories, not of atoms...</title><subtitle type='html'>life is a song- sing it.
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life is a dream- realize it.
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lie is love- enjoy it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113457424631219802</id><published>2005-12-14T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T07:51:22.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY THOUGHTS ABOUT THE AMAZING FAMILY EDITION [SEASON FINALE]</title><content type='html'>oh man, the linzs won! i don't want them to win, i wanted either the bransens family or the weaver family! linzs think they're very competitive, i mean they are, its obvious isn't , their team consisted of 3 guys and one girl while the other teams were made up of 3 girls and a guy. i thought they sound really over confident on tv! i really didn't want them to win. but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the bransens family was way awesome. the three daughters plus their dad did a great job during the whole race! i really admire their perserverance, esp wolly bransen, he's the oldest among all the competitors yet he still doesn't give up even though he's dead lethargic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the weaver family too! go go team florida! i expected them to win, really, with all the peer pressure and everything, their determination and their leading in the first part of the race made me thought they were going to win the race. what can i say? i like that team, they are christians and they are determined people, especially rolly weaver. he's so cute! i think he is really gorgeous during the whole time being the only guy in the team. hahaha i think he's really cute lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wolly bransen lost to nick linz by one pathetic tiny piece of the puzzle! so wasted! they could have won! that would have made me happier :) what's more, wolly bransen arrived a little later than nick linz! WTF! so unfair they really could have won, and i would have blogged about happier stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i am so inspired by big daddy wolly bransen. its so touching to see everybody crying when he was talking about his daughters duing the entire league of the race.&lt;br /&gt;and i was relief everybody actually clapped for the weaver family when they arrived! i thought they were all going to boo at them or something. probably decided to forgive them. now that's the way of god. i felt that they were just being themselves during the whole race, i mean, who can blame them for stressing out by dancing crazily around? and for breaking down when they had to face the racing track where their dad died? i was amazed by the mother's [forgot her name] courage to stand up against her bad memories to overcome the challengesd that they were suppose to face. and, rolly weaver is cute. plus his personality so cool too. steering up his family members. a great guy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. i don't like the ending! the team i did not want to win actually won that million dollars.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i feel that this season of amazing race was really amazing! haha. some of the teams were very spontaneous, as well as evil![ keep yielding the weavers] i enjoyed watching all the bickerings especially the paolo family and as well as misunderstandings [godlewski family]. but i guess they all had it resolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful and brilliant reality tv! truly amazing. kudos to "The Amazing Race - Family Edition".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113457424631219802?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113457424631219802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113457424631219802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113457424631219802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113457424631219802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-thoughts-about-amazing-family.html' title='MY THOUGHTS ABOUT THE AMAZING FAMILY EDITION [SEASON FINALE]'/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113445914564568271</id><published>2005-12-12T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T23:32:25.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAND REOPENS THIS THURSDAY AHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;have to play merry widow, greensleeves and the christmas songs! YUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't go for the barbecue on thursday! going to miss out all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't go for christmas carolling as well! it would have been so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't be part of st. john vianney as well! i am useless in parables!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to MY MOTHER. THAT WOMAN causes all my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, i watched rainbow connection at bel's house! i still have 2 more episodes to watch, hopefully that MOTHER allows or bel would be recording for nothing!&lt;br /&gt;and yes, this friday is the finale for rainbow connection! ooh, time flies. i will miss that show BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt; esp jianyi! i'll miss him )):&lt;br /&gt;i haven't started on my holiday homework yet, but who freaking cares??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuchucaihong :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113445914564568271?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113445914564568271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113445914564568271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113445914564568271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113445914564568271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/12/band-reopens-this-thursday-ahhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113428677000847326</id><published>2005-12-10T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T23:39:30.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's st john vianney rehearsal today&lt;br /&gt;i'm pissed with that mother of mine&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't allow me to go to church!&lt;br /&gt;??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113428677000847326?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113428677000847326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113428677000847326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113428677000847326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113428677000847326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/12/theres-st-john-vianney-rehearsal-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113419527102936491</id><published>2005-12-09T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T22:22:11.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm finally back ! I think I had a rather enjoyable time, although I regretted not buying much things. People tell me KL things are cheap! But i didn't buy anything only bought lots of locally produced food like cuttlefish, laopo biscuits and tao sa pia! and peanuts and so much food i don't really remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Genting, it was COLD. really cold especially in the night! Anyway my family went for a few rides, many of the rides were so long queue I was too impatient to queue for my turn! In the end we went to the "city of lost gold" its a rather thrilling indoor roller coaster ride. then we went for "corkscrew" which was an outdoor roller coaster ride that would bring us 360 degrees upside down. fun, yes! and a few more i don't really remember. then i also went to the genting hotel arcade man it was hell lot of fun! but my luck was so low i had to spend over RM50 to get 300 tickets to redeem gifts! i see people got 3000 tickets! So i could only redeem a notebook and a clip while others get that real big bear plushie. the night was a cold night but i endured it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following afternoon we took a bus to KL. the ride was around 1 .5 hrs then we check in into swiss inn hotel which was so lousy it was in the middle of CHINATOWN! chinatown, not town!&lt;br /&gt;anyway the facilities were okay but there was no swimming pool cos it was in the middle of chinatown. my family went to check out the twin tower and the shopping centres nearby and and we had our meals there. night arrived and we took a cab back to the hotel and guess what. due to traffic jam the fare was RM 80! ARE YOU KIDDING US! RM 80 is around S$40! and the journey was like from yishun to khatib THAT SHORT! crazy driver but we paid anyway i bet he's so happy now! argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday we went sunway lagoon it was fun there sat for quite a lot of rides and swam. spent the day from 11 to 5 there. boy we spent alot too because my mother wanted to buy over 20 shirts for her colleague's children! and you know souveneir shops at sunway lagoon is not really cheap. so we ended up eating at some roadside stall for dinner cos she said had to save for tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday we went walking all around chinatown ate at some weird restaurant which served spaghetti with carrots [YUCK!] so i spent almost the whole time digging out the carrots and giving them to my brother. then we sat the coach back to singapore and by the time we reached home, it was 10.30 PM! I MISSED RAINBOW CONNECTION! DAMN! and annabel couldn't record bcos there was carolling.&lt;br /&gt;oh man .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least she helped me record from monday to thursday! but i still missed one episode! hai i must buy the VCD if it ever comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T BE INVOLED IN ST. JOHN VIANNEY'S! MY FREAKING MOTHER DON'T ALLOW ME TO JOIN.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HER LAH!&lt;br /&gt;i will be missing alot in parables. i hate my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's anonymous by the way? i bought the rainbow connection soundtrack so i ripped the cd to my hard drive and upload it on a server host and put in the blog. yepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAND BREAK! : D&lt;br /&gt;wuchucaihong :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113419527102936491?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113419527102936491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113419527102936491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113419527102936491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113419527102936491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-finally-back-i-think-i-had-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113370931657881789</id><published>2005-12-04T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T07:15:16.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Star Awards was so unexpected! Everything went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i wanted the best actor to be Adrian Pang! And it turned out to Chen Hanwei. Not that it is bad, but i really wanted adrian pang.&lt;br /&gt;Second, i wanted cynthia koh to be the best actress! And in the end the award went to Huang Biren. Aiyo..&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I wanted patricia mok to be the best comedy show host, but bryan wong got it.&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, I wanted Kym Ng to get the best variety show host award, but that quan yi feng got it!&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, I miss out which is the best drama serial and and best theme song! Will someone who watchd STAR AWARDS please tell me who are the winners!&lt;br /&gt;Sixth, I did NOT expect michelle chong and michelle chia to get into top 10! i mean, that is so weird and ridiculous! I don't remember seeing them in any movie, maybe except 1 or 2, and actresses like Ivy Lee can act much better and much more serials didn't get an award! I mean WHAT IS THAT!!&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted ivy lee to get an award for top ten, but she didn't. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WUCHUCAIHONG :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113370931657881789?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113370931657881789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113370931657881789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113370931657881789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113370931657881789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/12/star-awards-was-so-unexpected.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113359163892837986</id><published>2005-12-02T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:33:58.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH NO!&lt;br /&gt;my cousin's wedding dinner is on monday! And because it is a dinner, I will have to miss rainbow connection!! AHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HAVE to ask my father to bring me home before 9. MUST MUST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113359163892837986?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113359163892837986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113359163892837986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113359163892837986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113359163892837986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-no-my-cousins-wedding-dinner-is-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113351898124382366</id><published>2005-12-02T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T02:23:01.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY i manage to put the wauchucaihong theme song onto my blog!&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness dorothy taught me to rip the song from the cd! i'm so clueless about such things..&lt;br /&gt;finally. thank you dot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to give bel a BIG BIG present when i come back from genting. and i am going to buy dot a BIG BIG present too for teaching how to rip the cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the st john vianney play is already starting. and i cannot be  involved! Thanks to my mother. i think it will be too late for me to join. THANKS TO MY MUM I HATE HER.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i still have something to cheer about.&lt;br /&gt;BAND BREAK!!&lt;br /&gt;NO BAND NO BAND NO BAND NO BAND!&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuchucaihong :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113351898124382366?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113351898124382366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113351898124382366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113351898124382366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113351898124382366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/12/finally-i-manage-to-put-wauchucaihong.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113344803293819896</id><published>2005-12-01T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T06:50:18.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well, band is really lonely without simin! oh gosh why must she fall sick today! we just kept playing merry widow merry widow merry widow merry widow merry widow MERRY WIDOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingwen is going genting on sunday and coming back on tuesday. i am leaving on tuesday. looks like we can only meet on the way! hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tongxinyuan is quite interesting nowadays. because its reaching the last episode already. next monday, luckily, which means i will not get to miss the last episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want dadi to marry a hua!!!! i want him to marry ruanmian. more suited for each other.&lt;br /&gt;and i want parry to die. he is sick, fancy slapping ruanmian for his one sided affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuchucaihong is wonderful, till, so exciting although i can't stand yoyo's character sometimes she has that real revengeful and arrogant look on her face.&lt;br /&gt;i love wangjianyi! or rather, guo yanfu. he's so cute in the show. HAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neopets advent calendar is now on! go get your free items!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the digital ixus camera advertisement. its got style! its that advertisement that goes " I 've live in the life of luxury..." then its trademark statement is "Defy Convention".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: D wuchucaihong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113344803293819896?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113344803293819896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113344803293819896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113344803293819896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113344803293819896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-well-band-is-really-lonely-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113326779826097354</id><published>2005-11-29T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T04:36:38.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm really bored.&lt;br /&gt;i just spend my whole day blogging, playing neopets, blog surfing, checking mail plus eating chips and chocolates. there's nothing to do and i can't leave the house. HOLIDAYS ARE BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO LOOK FORWARD TO THE CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;finally, snsb traditions are not broken. i want a camp. AN OVERNIGHT ONE!&lt;br /&gt;but i think the idea of putting up a performance for our parents is really stupid. like who would want their parents to come! i bet the only parents who are coming would be the sec ones. and i bet not ALL the parents are coming.&lt;br /&gt;i think that i am one of the idiots who wants a band camp! natalie is so against it! haha.&lt;br /&gt;at least nobody VIOLENTLY objects to an overnight camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dorothy told me there is a dance workshop for parables members! kind of exciting. wuchucaihong makes me crazy over dance. gay told me guo yanjun is cuter [guoyanfu's twin] but i don't think so. bcos he doesn't act in wuchucaihong that's WHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuchucaihong :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113326779826097354?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113326779826097354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113326779826097354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113326779826097354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113326779826097354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-really-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113309367794776279</id><published>2005-11-27T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T04:17:15.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found out that wuchucaihong has 30 episodes! so i'm using this blog for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily rose is quite a touching show, it isn't scary, and yes, as what silin had said, it was a mere courtroom drama but i guess it isn't too bad. I like the whole storyline, but i was despair when the jury decided that father moore was guilty. of course as a catholic i stand with my values! hah.&lt;br /&gt;ZATHURA is nice! really, its such an incredible and awesome spinechilling show, i simply love it. in fact, i sort of prefer it to jumanji. One thing, the adult WALTER has gorgeous eyes. haha. a thrillling movie! its real fun to watch, you feel as if you're playing the game too. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. all flights to hongkong are full for the first two weeks of december. i can't go hongkong or i'll miss band practice. so my mother decided on malaysia! AHHH i can just go there during the september holidays! told her to book earlier she doesn't want. now its too late. well well. so now its genting and KL. tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WUCHUCAIHONG :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113309367794776279?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113309367794776279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113309367794776279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113309367794776279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113309367794776279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-found-out-that-wuchucaihong-has-30.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113290076902847008</id><published>2005-11-24T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T22:48:56.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate my freaking brother. he's way too smart.&lt;br /&gt;267 with 4 A stars.&lt;br /&gt;and distinction for higher mother tongue.&lt;br /&gt;QIHUA'S TOP SCORER&lt;br /&gt;FREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting more and more in love with wuchucaihong. i don't think it sucks, really, it is actually quite nice. and JIANYI is the cutest guy in the whole show. i heard he [guo yanfu] has twin (according to weiling) acting in some show? i don't know when is it though, i want to see how his twin looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rainbow connection has 30 episodes. so i will be missing 4 episodes when i go hk. i'm going to die. i don't want to miss a single episode. however, luckily, annabel volunteered to help me tape it down. OH YAY! now i won't miss a single episode. she made my day. thanks loads bel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought the blink 182 album, i must say i kind of regret it because i hear the music more than the voices. can't hear them sing in most of their songs. at least All the small Things was quite clear. so okay.&lt;br /&gt;almost wanted to buy the madonna cos they were advertising all over the t, but i don't really know any of her songs so decided blink 182.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when exactly do we know our classes for next year. i heard its today. but , i also heard its next month. um, if anybody knows please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WUHCHUCAIHONG :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113290076902847008?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113290076902847008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113290076902847008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113290076902847008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113290076902847008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-hate-my-freaking-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113273444597730646</id><published>2005-11-23T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T00:27:25.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have decided that i will return back to my old blog once the &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wu chu cai hong&lt;/span&gt; finishes its last episode. for now, i will use this blog.&lt;br /&gt;: DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113273444597730646?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113273444597730646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113273444597730646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113273444597730646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113273444597730646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-have-decided-that-i-will-return-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113264550355510846</id><published>2005-11-21T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T00:37:58.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have decided to let my main blog be my gallery to show all my rainbow connection pictures. I just LOVE that show. yes, so much, especially JIANYI! oh god, HE'S SO CUTE! i love guo yanfu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i decided to abandon this blog in the past but now i guess i have to use it bcause i want to let my main blog be a gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;full of harry potter pictures? think it was pretty stupid to do this but anyway. kind of resent this skin. and i hate the music too! but i shall just leave it there. if the music is too noisy then tell me i'll remove it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE is a pretty nice show. huiqing says that it is abit too short because they cut off a lot of parts from the book. and i thought that was true, reading the book would definitely take MUCH longer than 2 and a half hours. I took around, a month to finish the book?? but i guess the directors and the producers as well as the scriptwriters really did their best, the show wasn't too bad and all in fact it is a rather thrilling show to me and i enjoyed watching it.&lt;br /&gt;don't you find cedric diggory cute?? and cho chang is pretty,she's not ugly!&lt;br /&gt;cute cedric, chio cho chang, [all the Cs] what a perfect pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and emma grew so lady like! but i didn't like her dress she wore to the yule ball. looks weird. i've got pictures of the three of them in tokyo! they look nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="emma, robert, katie" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a260/stupid_enid/nicethreeofthem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="sweet smiles of Emma Watson, Robert Pattinson, Katie Leung " src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a260/stupid_enid/emmarobertkatieintokyo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113264550355510846?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113264550355510846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113264550355510846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113264550355510846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113264550355510846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-have-decided-to-let-my-main-blog-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-113163814637402203</id><published>2005-11-10T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T08:00:11.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So you've seen the three movies. But even more than its predecessors,&lt;em&gt; Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire&lt;/em&gt; is unmissable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It is based on the book considered the best, the darkest and , at 636 pages, the fattest in JK. Rowling's kid-lit bst-seller series.&lt;br /&gt;*It is the first classified 12A by the British censor which bar children under 12 unless accompanied by an adult, and has the most action scares and special effects.&lt;br /&gt;*It is a quintessentially English story yet the only one thus far directed by a British, Mike Newell, after Hollywood's Chris Columbus on &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets&lt;/em&gt; and then Mexico's Alfonso Cuaron on Harry Potter and the Prisinor of Azkaban.&lt;br /&gt;*It is the first appearance of The One Whose Name Shall Not Mention in full human form, this Dark Lord played by Ralph Fiennes with prosthetics and a shaved head.&lt;br /&gt;*It is where Harry Potter and his friends are introduced to the joys of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;*It is the second harry Potter flim digitally re-mastered for IMAX and premieres worldwide next Tursday, November 17, in both IMAX and conventional theatresl this follows the US$14 million box-offices success of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban: The IMAX Experience in June last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-113163814637402203?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/113163814637402203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=113163814637402203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113163814637402203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/113163814637402203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-youve-seen-three-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-111916788128171546</id><published>2005-06-19T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T00:58:01.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://images.quizilla.com/X/xdeadxstarx/1043989612_icturesRed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Heart is Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/xdeadxstarx/quizzes/What%20Color%20is%20Your%20Heart?"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My heart is red!!! how cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;better than some black hearted people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://yahoo.com?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-111916788128171546?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/111916788128171546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=111916788128171546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111916788128171546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111916788128171546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-heart-is-red-my-heart-is-red-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-111599313512171978</id><published>2005-05-13T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T07:07:38.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CAT FIGHT</title><content type='html'>Bored of boring old reality TV shows like: The Amazing Race, AMI, Survivor, America's Next Top Model or The Bachelor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what's HOT in life: An all-new reality programme where 2 crazy girls meet 1 weathered guy. What happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CAT FIGHT begins! 2 girls trying their best to meet the weathered guy in order to get their chance to prove themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's in their way, or could actually be, their "saviour"? their SISTER-IN-LAW.. well, future sis-in-law, tt is... who's definitely going to be able to help them out in meeting the guy, because, duh? she's the guy's sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch these 2 girls battle and cat-fight with each other over the guy, and at the same time, trying to get his sister on their side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, however, that the sister thinks that another girl is better for her brother. What will happen? Will there be 3 girls instead of 2? Who will the guy choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered how much a guy can get in 2 friends' ways? Then remember to catch THE CAT FIGHT in 2 Truth, every week-days, 7am-2pm, ONLY in 2 Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-above ripped off from elaine lim's blog, which was ripped off seah wang ling's blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-111599313512171978?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/111599313512171978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=111599313512171978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111599313512171978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111599313512171978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/05/cat-fight.html' title='THE CAT FIGHT'/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-111418133359943429</id><published>2005-04-22T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T07:48:53.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever since i was a little kid, i didn't want to be me. I wanted to be like Billy Widdledon, and Billy Widdledon didn't even like me. I walked like he walked; i talked like he talked; and i signed up for the high school he signed up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was why Billy Widdledon changed. he began to hang around Herby Vandeman; he walked like Herby Vandeman; he talked like Herby Vandeman. he mixed me up! I began to talk and talk like Billy Widdledon, who was walking and talking like Herby Vandeman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it dawned on me that Herby Vandeman walked and talked like Joey haverlin. And Joey Haverlin walked and talked like Corcky Sabinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am walking and talking like Billy Widdledon's imitation of Herby Vandeman's version of Joey Haverlin, trying to walk and talk like Corky Sabinson. And who do you think Corky&lt;br /&gt;Sabinson is always walking and talking like? Of all people, Dopey Wellington - that little pest who walks and talks like me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-111418133359943429?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/111418133359943429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=111418133359943429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111418133359943429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111418133359943429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/04/ever-since-i-was-little-kid-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-111400298092140897</id><published>2005-04-20T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T06:16:20.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As gandhi stepped aboard a train one day, one of his shoes slipped off and landed on the track. He was unable to retrieve it as the train was moving. To the amazement of his copanions, Gandhi calmly took off his other shoe and threw it back along the track to land close anough to the first. Asked by a fellow passenger why he did so, Gandhi smiled. "The poor man who finds the shoe lying on the track," he replied, "will now have a pair he can use."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-111400298092140897?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/111400298092140897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=111400298092140897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111400298092140897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111400298092140897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/04/as-gandhi-stepped-aboard-train-one-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-111391741329171251</id><published>2005-04-19T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T06:30:13.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am here for u. When you are lonely or reel isolated, seek my companionship. When you are filled with doubt and ur self confidence sems to be a distant memory, look to my light. When confusion and chaos appear to reign in your life, listen to my wisdom. As your grand parents used chicken soup to restore health to your body, i am here to give life to your soul. my insights into family and love will guide you out of the caverns of your solitude. my stories of courage and fortitude will strengthen ur resolve.&lt;br /&gt;my recipe contains a strong dose of inspiration offered by those who have faced mountains of challenge, only to overcome and stand above them among the clouds and stars. your entire system will vibrate with new energy and lightness as you consume large with a world in need. tales of champions, the heroes and heroines who ahve gone b4 u, will give new energy to your step and vitality to your dreams. great thoughts uttered by the wisest of souls will break the shackles of fear that hold u in bondage.&lt;br /&gt;i offer u the vitamin of vision: the vision of ur future filled wif joy, vic3, happiness, health, prosperity, compianionship and love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-111391741329171251?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/111391741329171251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=111391741329171251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111391741329171251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111391741329171251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-here-for-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-111391689037412412</id><published>2005-04-19T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T06:21:30.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The stories people tell have a way of taking care of them. If stories come to you, care for them. And learn to give them away where they are needed. Sometimes a person needs a story more than food to stay alive. That is why we put these stories in each other's memory. This is how pple care for themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-111391689037412412?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/111391689037412412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=111391689037412412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111391689037412412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111391689037412412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/04/stories-people-tell-have-way-of-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-111236777388456535</id><published>2005-04-01T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T03:19:23.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My father was the single biggest influence on my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Throughout my childhood in and around the Isle of Wight, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he'd taught me to climb and sail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I adored everyday we spent together on the cliffs, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyday on the sea. I adored the excitement, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the thrill and the challenge, but above all i loved just being close to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Now listen, bear," he would say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"There are only 2 things that really matter in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The first is to have dreams. The second is to look after your friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rest is detail."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-111236777388456535?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/111236777388456535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=111236777388456535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111236777388456535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/111236777388456535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-father-was-single-biggest-influence.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-109592582203365684</id><published>2004-09-23T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T03:05:01.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I ate breakfast one morning, i overheard 2 oncologists conversing. one complained bitterly," You know, Bob, I just don't understand it. We used the same drugs, the same dosage, the same schedule and the same entry criteria. yet I got a 22% response rate and you got a 74%. That's unheard of for metastic cancer. How do you do it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His colleague replied, "We're both using Etoposide, Platinum, Oncovin and hydroxyurea. You call yous EPOH. I tell my patients I'm giving them HOPE. As dismal as the statistics are, I emphasize that we have a chance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-109592582203365684?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/109592582203365684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=109592582203365684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/109592582203365684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/109592582203365684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2004/09/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-109592549158975844</id><published>2004-09-23T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T03:38:22.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is no path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; so dark,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nor road so slippery,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that other people have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not been there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and survived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May my dark times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;teach me to help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the people I love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on similar journeys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Maggie Bedrosian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-109592549158975844?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/109592549158975844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=109592549158975844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/109592549158975844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/109592549158975844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2004/09/there-is-no-path-so-darknor-road-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-109592788634460226</id><published>2004-09-23T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T01:24:46.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In my life, I have found there are 2 things about which i should never worry. First, I shouldn't worry about the things I can't change. If I can't change them, worry is certainly most foolish and useless. Second, i shouldn't worry about the things I can change. If I can change them, then taking action will accomplish far more than wasting my energies in worry. besides, it is my belief that, 9 times out of 10, worrying about something does more danger than the thing itself. Give worry its rightful place - out of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-109592788634460226?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/109592788634460226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=109592788634460226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/109592788634460226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/109592788634460226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2004/09/in-my-life-i-have-found-there-are-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-109592762439201622</id><published>2004-09-23T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T03:03:10.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Come to the edge.&lt;br /&gt;No, we will fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the edge.&lt;br /&gt;no, we will fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came to the edge,&lt;br /&gt;He pushed them, and they flew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-109592762439201622?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/109592762439201622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=109592762439201622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/109592762439201622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/109592762439201622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2004/09/come-to-edge.html' title=''/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-109428968982504400</id><published>2004-09-04T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T02:21:29.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toni Morrison says......</title><content type='html'>There's a difference between writing for a living and writing for life. If you write for a living, you make enormous compromises, and you might not even be able to uncompromise yourself. If you write for life, you'll work hard; you'll do what's honest. Not what pays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-109428968982504400?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/109428968982504400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=109428968982504400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/109428968982504400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/109428968982504400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2004/09/toni-morrison-says.html' title='Toni Morrison says......'/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-109428950551199507</id><published>2004-09-04T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T02:18:25.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Stallion</title><content type='html'> by joe howard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was wild and free.&lt;br /&gt;Small, muscualr, hoofed.&lt;br /&gt;Ranged far and wide.&lt;br /&gt;Knew no boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;Except those of hunger,&lt;br /&gt;fatigue, disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild he was.&lt;br /&gt;Strong he was.&lt;br /&gt;Free he was.&lt;br /&gt;Fearless he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till they trapped him.&lt;br /&gt;Threw him off his feet.&lt;br /&gt;Tied his legs.&lt;br /&gt;Dropped a tarp over him.&lt;br /&gt;Beat the fight out of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they pulled the tarp off.&lt;br /&gt;Burned him with their brand.&lt;br /&gt;Took the bindings from his legs.&lt;br /&gt;Jerked him back upright,&lt;br /&gt;Saddled him, rode him,&lt;br /&gt;fed him, drove him.&lt;br /&gt;Until the memory&lt;br /&gt;of what he'd been&lt;br /&gt;was lost in the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed.&lt;br /&gt;And he grew old.&lt;br /&gt;Grey. Spindly.&lt;br /&gt;No longer usable.&lt;br /&gt;Worthless to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed cost.&lt;br /&gt;So they took him back&lt;br /&gt;To where they's found him.&lt;br /&gt;Cast him out.&lt;br /&gt;On old ground.&lt;br /&gt;To face what was now strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone, he stood... For a while.&lt;br /&gt;Alone, he did not move...For a while.&lt;br /&gt;Then, deep within, memory stirred.&lt;br /&gt;And his head lifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eye caught sight of the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Of peak. Of wild others.&lt;br /&gt;And he bent to feed,&lt;br /&gt;not yet dead.&lt;br /&gt;Rose to see, not yet down.&lt;br /&gt;Moved to explore, not yet lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life returned...Slowly...Slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Healing began...Gently...Gently.&lt;br /&gt;And the old black stallion&lt;br /&gt;heard his ehart beat.. once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old black stallion found his&lt;br /&gt;soul... once more.&lt;br /&gt;Knew he was alive... once more.&lt;br /&gt;Knew he was free... once more.&lt;br /&gt;Knew he was home... once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-109428950551199507?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/109428950551199507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=109428950551199507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/109428950551199507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/109428950551199507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2004/09/black-stallion.html' title='The Black Stallion'/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093257.post-108858153840477558</id><published>2004-06-30T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T00:45:38.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our world..</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wonder if we all see the same colours.&lt;br /&gt;Or someone is colourblind and they just don't know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's beyond our universe?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if there are other worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there heavens?&lt;br /&gt;I know there is, but... really, is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if when we sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams are actual places we're going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we may be living in someone else's dream right now.&lt;br /&gt;i think that mirrors lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7093257-108858153840477558?l=hallyscomet--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/feeds/108858153840477558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7093257&amp;postID=108858153840477558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/108858153840477558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7093257/posts/default/108858153840477558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hallyscomet--.blogspot.com/2004/06/our-world.html' title='our world..'/><author><name>Hally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08618927381810048559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
