<?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-22627961</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:26:35.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate Measures.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartnsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22627961/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartnsoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>amylia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397805416132601421</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22627961.post-114035499697331441</id><published>2006-02-19T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T05:16:36.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:: Honestly speaking,i don't know what i can do with my sister anymore.Her attitude's taking a toll on her and she's like shurugging everything off and went ahead with her own desire.What about taking a step at a time and realise mine ?? i slogged alot for HER and all she did was to SAY but no ACTION.I just hate it when people SAY but no ACTION.that's as good as don't SAY at all cos nothing's gonna be done anyway.however the time i spent at Singapore Idol,in th hairdresser's and EVERYWHERE is like what ever she wants i'll do my best in achieveing that and i must say the ratio of me at least doing something like,say sisterly compared to hers is like 100000 to 1.So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on,i will make a point to shrug her outta my own life anyway.Since she has a social life outside and to my dismay,she'll bring them in our lives too.Like going back from work and talk or the phone and chat on the computer and yada yada yada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just doesn't see me.when all i need is her company.is that too much to ask for ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6964/2304/1600/DSC00312.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6964/2304/1600/DSC00056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="158" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6964/2304/320/DSC00056.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22627961-114035499697331441?l=hartnsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartnsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114035499697331441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22627961&amp;postID=114035499697331441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22627961/posts/default/114035499697331441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22627961/posts/default/114035499697331441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartnsoul.blogspot.com/2006/02/honestly-speakingi-dont-know-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>amylia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397805416132601421</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-22627961.post-114023640629163385</id><published>2006-02-17T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:30:21.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:: i never thought that the distance from rivervale crescent to woodlands is the longest trip i ever took.tears welled my eyes up and a mixture of emotions snowballed in me.all i ever wanted was a change that the both of us could make.and i didn't realise that we actually overlooked the memories we had when we were happier.its never to late to change.im waiting for his sign ;and if he doesn't do anything,i'll stay put,because this is where i belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to tell you dear,i love you and i won't do anything to hurt you.i have a clear conscience and if none of us were to change for the better,its as good as nothing.and what's the point of carrying on anyway? if our love is as strong as it was how we first met,things won't be a problem anymore.but now,you changed,things changed and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to lift my head up high.im letting you go,letting us go temporarily and if it really doesn't change anything,its the end of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*im crying inside and nothing could change the way how i feel right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22627961-114023640629163385?l=hartnsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartnsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114023640629163385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22627961&amp;postID=114023640629163385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22627961/posts/default/114023640629163385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22627961/posts/default/114023640629163385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartnsoul.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-never-thought-that-distance-from.html' title=''/><author><name>amylia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397805416132601421</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>
