<?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-5507917</id><updated>2011-07-19T08:52:39.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentiments</title><subtitle type='html'>things about the so-called "unfairness of life and love" and the purpose of its existence</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bunny</name><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>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507917.post-108355110619944373</id><published>2004-05-03T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T10:28:15.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>having realized that you are that old doesn't mean that you are mature...maturity doesn't come with age - that's i thing i learned this past weekend***when i make a mistake, i make it a point to say sorry as soon as possible, i do not prolong petty fights for it doesn't make any sense...i think about the possibilities if that what if it would be the last time to see this person, they you die </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/108355110619944373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=108355110619944373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/108355110619944373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/108355110619944373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2004/05/having-realized-that-you-are-that-old.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-108329239614992873</id><published>2004-04-30T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T10:36:22.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Most of the people you encounter each and everyday of your life are merely acquaintances..But when do you consider them as friends? How would you know if they are real or just hanging around?***In a lifetime, how many people can you meet? Actually talk with them and get to know them? How would you know who among these people are going to be your real friends, who among them are not? How many of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/108329239614992873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=108329239614992873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/108329239614992873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/108329239614992873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2004/04/most-of-people-you-encounter-each-and.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-108294215975746844</id><published>2004-04-26T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T09:19:02.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a friend told me if she is my emotional vampire, i better start asking myself if it is worth it to stay in the relationship...i guess she's right but what can i do? i love her and i think it will stay that way..i never really looked at it that way, well, sometimes but i believe that it's just one part of our relationship***we had a fight the night before, and she uttered those words again..***</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/108294215975746844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=108294215975746844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/108294215975746844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/108294215975746844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2004/04/friend-told-me-if-she-is-my-emotional.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-107733620812406481</id><published>2004-02-21T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T12:05:25.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>she said that we need to cool off...***it all started when i felt sad when i learned that she won't be able to sleepover; i didn't mean to sound so selfish but i really wanted to be with her. she said that the rookie cup will last until the afternoon, i told her that she would be exhausted by that time and that she might feel a bit lazy by that time. i know i was too assuming...***things got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/107733620812406481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=107733620812406481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/107733620812406481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/107733620812406481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2004/02/she-said-that-we-need-to-cool-off.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-107595677609534552</id><published>2004-02-05T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T12:54:37.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so much for a happy birthday***i thought that it was the worst birthday ever,, i did not got to work because i was so sleepy due to the advance party that we had last jan.31, after we went to arci'splace, we went to our house and got drunk...heheh :)***i was so exausted after cleaning the whole basement which smelled cigar smoke, i had to spray raid all over the place just to get rid of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/107595677609534552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=107595677609534552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/107595677609534552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/107595677609534552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-much-for-happy-birthday-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-107240314754043753</id><published>2003-12-26T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T09:46:47.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i want to sleep***kill me***</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/107240314754043753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=107240314754043753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/107240314754043753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/107240314754043753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-want-to-sleep-kill-me.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-107240263603752842</id><published>2003-12-26T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T09:38:16.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>christmas is just another day...***same old thing we've been doing since i don't know when...we were at my aunt's house yesterday and celebrated christmas there, though some of our cousins weren't there, it was still fun..***i didn't feel bad or what but i didn't get any gift this year...well there was one actually from a cousin..she gave me comb :) hehe..***after 2 days its back to work...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/107240263603752842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=107240263603752842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/107240263603752842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/107240263603752842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/12/christmas-is-just-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-107154939217839849</id><published>2003-12-16T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T12:37:22.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nine day before christmas...now i know why christmas is for the children...***the air has been chilly for the past 2 weeks, puto bumbong and bibingka everywhere...carolers every now and then knocking at your gates and when they here "patatawarin" they would slam the gates or say bad things about you...sheesh...** i haven't started my christmas shopping, i only bought stuff for my cousins who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/107154939217839849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=107154939217839849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/107154939217839849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/107154939217839849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/12/nine-day-before-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-107033988243828653</id><published>2003-12-02T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:38:39.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was in ust last saturday...***i met sha and isabel...isabel was selling me this membership thingie in wheelers club... ***i know that she was just pretending to be nice...***while we were dicussing about the scope of the membership when i remembered that sha was asking a favor...if i could read isabel's eyes...***i said to olive that if what i see is not very clear, i would not speak...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/107033988243828653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=107033988243828653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/107033988243828653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/107033988243828653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-was-in-ust-last-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106947333434908189</id><published>2003-11-22T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T11:56:00.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha...***belated happy birthday benj...***bumaha ng beer..***hehehe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106947333434908189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106947333434908189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106947333434908189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106947333434908189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106913458317206172</id><published>2003-11-18T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T13:50:05.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pressure 2...***last november 10 was our first monthsary, we had plans for the day..***but due to some unavoidable circumstances..we had to cancel it...***i called that night, she was really mad, i know that she would feel that way...***i have to make it up next month...***she said she had prepared something for me that day, that is why she was really pissed..i cannot blame her, she had</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106913458317206172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106913458317206172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106913458317206172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106913458317206172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/11/pressure-2.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106913428128668052</id><published>2003-11-18T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T13:45:04.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pressure everywhere...***work..love...***just last week, i had a deadline - i had to do a market research in ortigas center.. what the hell was i doing...***i was surveying the whole ortigas area about their current maintenance structure...i had to lie about everything..if i was doing it for a certain company, if i was a student..grrr..one more thing about that report...i had to submit it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106913428128668052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106913428128668052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106913428128668052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106913428128668052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/11/pressure-everywhere.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106913312190861879</id><published>2003-11-18T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T13:25:45.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm a friendster addict...***thanks shayn...***one thing about friendster is that i was able to track my high school friends...im glad that they were part of friendster...***i learned that most of my friends were in the us...2 of my batchmates were happy mothers...that some of them were still studying...***they cannot believe when i told them that i had my hair cut short, they told me to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106913312190861879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106913312190861879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106913312190861879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106913312190861879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/11/im-friendster-addict.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106913278142621246</id><published>2003-11-18T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T13:20:04.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>honestly, there are so many things that i want to share...but i don't know where to begin...***the cheering comeptition of my students will be on the 20th, i hope i could watch...***last saturday our practice went on till 7pm, then the following day, we started at 9am and finished the whole routine at around 1030pm...that was the most tiring day ever...***during our previous practices, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106913278142621246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106913278142621246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106913278142621246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106913278142621246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/11/honestly-there-are-so-many-things-that.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106695788494733535</id><published>2003-10-24T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T09:11:24.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm happy***i know, only a few would understand and appreciate my choice...yes, i have a new girlfriend (hehe, hope you read this patwee.. :))for most, it sound really unusual..i don't care...i decided that its worth another risk, i don't want to think about the bgi question...what if...***i texted sha that day and told her that i have a new ka-on..she said that i hope that i was happy, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106695788494733535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106695788494733535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106695788494733535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106695788494733535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/10/im-happy-i-know-only-few-would.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106550072640847134</id><published>2003-10-07T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T12:25:26.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>help me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106550072640847134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106550072640847134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106550072640847134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106550072640847134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/10/help-me.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106550066412464378</id><published>2003-10-07T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T12:24:23.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this past few days, i've been thinking about a lot of things...***my cheering training with the st.paul kids has been a tiring one...i mean, its not that we've been through hell and all that...but teaching high school is a lot more easier... aargh...***i've been thinking if i am ready for another relationship...i'm thinking if i am ready to take the risk again.. what i mean is that..if i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106550066412464378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106550066412464378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106550066412464378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106550066412464378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/10/this-past-few-days-ive-been-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106550006242218836</id><published>2003-10-07T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T12:14:22.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>waahhhh...kill me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106550006242218836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106550006242218836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106550006242218836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106550006242218836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/10/waahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106455078799559239</id><published>2003-09-26T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T12:33:07.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we were supposed to go to laguna for company presentation...but due to some circumstances (grrr...) it was cancelled...i had a bad feeling about this day...***its just one of those days...i slept late last night, i wanted to watch dong puno live, but i dozed off while watching insider...i didn't realize that i forgot to set the alarm at 530am...at exactly 630am my dad knocked at my room, he</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507917.post-106428820648942209</id><published>2003-09-23T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T11:36:46.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday, a guy rammed into our office..he was a former employee of the company, he got fired early this year...he was looking for his foreman..he was disappointed when he learned that his former boss was out of the office...(oh, one thing more..his drunk...) he ransacked the area...trays were fyling, the dividers fell, tables were moved...good thing no one got hurt...***we were glad that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106428820648942209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106428820648942209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106428820648942209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106428820648942209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/09/yesterday-guy-rammed-into-our-office.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106325523598722907</id><published>2003-09-11T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T12:40:35.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i read this poem from a local magazine...funny thing is that tinamaan ako..sheesh... i hope this would help others who has the same dillema as me..***Letting GoTo let go doesn't mean to stop caring,it means I can't do it for someone else.To let go is not to cut myself off,it's the realization that I can't control another.To let go is not to enable, but to allow learning from natural </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106325523598722907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106325523598722907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106325523598722907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106325523598722907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-read-this-poem-from-local-magazine.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106308131301494250</id><published>2003-09-09T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T12:21:53.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what would you do if your suitor is so persistent?***i've tried everything.. telling that i am not over my ex..that i am not ready for another realationship..that i am going abroad..sheeshh...***help me...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106308131301494250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106308131301494250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106308131301494250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106308131301494250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/09/what-would-you-do-if-your-suitor-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106308077121150053</id><published>2003-09-09T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T12:12:51.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>congrats to ust salinggawi...love you guys...***</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507917.post-106264682083398023</id><published>2003-09-04T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T11:40:20.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been a long weekend for me... i've been thinking a lot this past few weeks.. about my job, my life, the people around me..everything...there's not much to think about...***a got a call last sunday from a cousin, she asked if im interested in working abroad, i said of course...she said that her mom has a friend in london who owns a resto and needs people there, she asked me if i wanted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106264682083398023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106264682083398023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106264682083398023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106264682083398023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/09/its-been-long-weekend-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106160464733981134</id><published>2003-08-23T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T10:10:47.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was supposed to be at the office at 830m..i came at 9...ok lang naman kasi half day...hmm...***olive texted me, she asked if we could go out today...nood langdaw ng sine and eat...i said ok..then she asked na if its ok if kaming dalawa lang...ala naman sa akin so i said its ok...we texted the whole night last thursday..she told me that she likes me and she asked if i still love sha..i said</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106160464733981134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106160464733981134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106160464733981134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106160464733981134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-was-supposed-to-be-at-office-at-830m.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106160152175530406</id><published>2003-08-23T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T09:18:41.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GABBY!!!!! grabe, thanks ha..bakit ganon, sayo nag work..anong mali ang ginawa ko??? :(thanks again...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106160152175530406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106160152175530406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106126781291387030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106126781291387030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106126781291387030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/08/ey-visit-niyo-uaapforums.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106126758684375955</id><published>2003-08-19T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T12:46:45.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>naglilinis ako ng kalat sa gamit ko last week, i saw this paper..3 pages siya...gusto ko na ngang umiyak when i read this... nakalimutan ko na kung sino ang nagbigay sa akin nito e..pero im sure, kaya binigay sa akin to dahil sa lovelife ko nun..until now... :)read it...sana magustuhan niyo...What is Love?“I guarantee there’ll be tough times. I guarantee there’ll be one day when one or both</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106126758684375955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106126758684375955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106126758684375955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106126758684375955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/08/naglilinis-ako-ng-kalat-sa-gamit-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106099595489535179</id><published>2003-08-16T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T09:05:50.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ey, danscene na sa august 27,2003 and titlte niya is DANSURGE. tickets are available at the ust ipea office, 60 ang ticket..special guest ay si jimmy bondoc...ust gym ang venue..6pm ang start ng show...see you there!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106099595489535179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106099595489535179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106099595489535179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106099595489535179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/08/ey-danscene-na-sa-august-272003-and.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106099587368276016</id><published>2003-08-16T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T12:44:47.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dito ako ngayon sa office...nagiisip...tumawag kasi si jy kagabi,namatay kasi yung lolo ni jamie, punta raw ako sa lamay..kaya later punta ako...tapos nagkwentuhan kami ni joy..nandu daw si sha kahapn, kasama si isabel..hindi raw pinapansin ng mga tao...siya pa ang nagsasabina kausapin daw si isabel...sabi ri ni joy, yosi marathon daw sila..si ate inis na inis na..ewan ko ba, tapos mukha na raw </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106099587368276016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106099587368276016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106099587368276016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106099587368276016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/08/dito-ako-ngayon-sa-office.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106040120173147331</id><published>2003-08-09T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T09:16:44.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mag isa lang ako sa bahay kagabi...nakakamiss din pala yung naiiwan ka ng ganon..sayang nga e, tamang ala naman akong kasama...wala rin naman akong matawagan na puedeng mag punta sa bahay...hay..nakakalungkot lang kasi parang na feel ko na magisa lang talaga ako kahapon...tinulog ko na nga lang e...pero ang hirap din pala...napapaisip ka lalo sa mga nagawa mo...kung nandun ba yugn sense ng </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106040120173147331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106040120173147331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106040120173147331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106040120173147331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/08/mag-isa-lang-ako-sa-bahay-kagabi.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106031830102446751</id><published>2003-08-08T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T12:51:41.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lunch naun..i'm here at the office..sky flakes lang ang kinain ko...nag papapayat kasi ako..dunno why, ala lang, para siguro maisuot ko yung mga pants ko na medyo mahirap ng magkasya sa napakalaki kong balakang...sheesh...sabi ng mga tao dito, payat na raw ako, why should i starve myself..ewan..siguro masyado lang din akong nagiisip ngayon...i'm still not over her..ewan..siguro dahil siya lang </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106031830102446751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106031830102446751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106031830102446751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106031830102446751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/08/lunch-naun.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-106031402544684288</id><published>2003-08-08T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T11:40:45.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last sunday, nanood ako ng game ng women's..syempre, nandun yung mga friends ko and ni sha...i we didn't talk, pero i was surprised when i learned that she saw me, she said she was happy, kahit na hindi na raw siya ang pinapanood..well, partly yes, kasi wla na akong balak talagang manood dahil i would only look at her and feel sad, ksao yung team mates niya at yung mga coaches ang nagaya sa akin,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/106031402544684288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=106031402544684288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106031402544684288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/106031402544684288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/08/last-sunday-nanood-ako-ng-game-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-105660230437224916</id><published>2003-06-26T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T12:38:24.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just wanted to share something from the book  "Being Happy" by Andrew Matthews... The Story of RapunzelLike many fairy stories, the tale of Rapunzel has a deeper meaning to it. It is a story about self-image. Rapunzel is a young lady who lives locked up in a castle, imprisoned by an old witch who continually tells her how ugly she is. One day, a handsome prince passes by her toer and tell </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/105660230437224916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=105660230437224916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/105660230437224916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/105660230437224916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/06/just-wanted-to-share-something-from.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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-5507917.post-105652237516928200</id><published>2003-06-25T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T14:27:44.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bakit ganon pag nawala kayo?parang lahat na lang ng makita mo, maisip mo, ang marinig mong kanta, nagpapaalala sa kanya? ginugusto mo ba na maalala yun o epekto lang yun ng pangungulila sa kanya? minsan kung iisipin, sana hindi na lang kayo naging kayo...pano ba naman e kung hindi kayo e di sana nakaka alis ka na kasama ang barkada mo, sana nabibili mo lahat ng gusto, nakakapunta ka sa mga lugar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/feeds/105652237516928200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5507917&amp;postID=105652237516928200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/105652237516928200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507917/posts/default/105652237516928200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsonhand.blogspot.com/2003/06/bakit-ganon-pag-nawala-kayoparang.html' title=''/><author><name>bunny</name><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>
