<?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-3996109530022201894</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:37:54.134-07:00</updated><category term='qoutes'/><title type='text'>is it YOU? ♥</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for.
Could you be the one for me?
Could you be the one I need?
&lt;/B&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jea ♥♥♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17879890726254451282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErXEjJBjNpw/R-Ulj_qg43I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0iuyVGGACus/S220/1_209688638lI.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996109530022201894.post-7044315718192208838</id><published>2008-03-24T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:22:35.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It You? ♥♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm looking for a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somebody who can be there when I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; someone to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm looking for someone who&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;won't pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somebody not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to say the way they &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I'm looking for someone who &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone who can keep me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and who knows always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby I like to have you in my way and I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for someone who takes me there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wants to &lt;strong&gt;share&lt;/strong&gt;, shows he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the one that I've been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Could you be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Could you be the one I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ilyyyyy. ♥♥♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996109530022201894-7044315718192208838?l=ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7044315718192208838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996109530022201894&amp;postID=7044315718192208838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/7044315718192208838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/7044315718192208838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/is-it-you.html' title='Is It You? ♥♥'/><author><name>Jea ♥♥♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17879890726254451282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErXEjJBjNpw/R-Ulj_qg43I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0iuyVGGACus/S220/1_209688638lI.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996109530022201894.post-7328014323490110228</id><published>2008-03-23T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:55:22.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>errrr. practice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;PRACTICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;erhm,we still practice after the mass?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what the?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uhh,i hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we want to rest but we can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz of that practice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;errrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996109530022201894-7328014323490110228?l=ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7328014323490110228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996109530022201894&amp;postID=7328014323490110228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/7328014323490110228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/7328014323490110228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/errrr-practice.html' title='errrr. practice!'/><author><name>Jea ♥♥♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17879890726254451282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErXEjJBjNpw/R-Ulj_qg43I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0iuyVGGACus/S220/1_209688638lI.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996109530022201894.post-868072608245858310</id><published>2008-03-23T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T04:23:33.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>psh. ♥</title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;well,i'll see you na lang in Baccalaureate and Graduation. ="&lt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I MISS YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996109530022201894-868072608245858310?l=ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/868072608245858310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996109530022201894&amp;postID=868072608245858310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/868072608245858310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/868072608245858310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/psh.html' title='psh. ♥'/><author><name>Jea ♥♥♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17879890726254451282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErXEjJBjNpw/R-Ulj_qg43I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0iuyVGGACus/S220/1_209688638lI.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996109530022201894.post-4736657156997880744</id><published>2008-03-23T04:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T04:21:56.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Links</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;•Friendster: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.friendster.com/jeash74"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;http://profile.friendster.com/jeash74&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;•Multiply: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://liljea.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;http://liljea.multiply.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;•MySpace: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/polkadot_hearts7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;http://myspace.com/polkadot_hearts7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;•MyYearbook: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:lil_jea7@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;lil_jea7@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;•CandyMag: jea74&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;•Yahoo Messenger [ YM ]: ooohlala_j17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;•thanks•&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996109530022201894-4736657156997880744?l=ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4736657156997880744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996109530022201894&amp;postID=4736657156997880744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/4736657156997880744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/4736657156997880744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/links.html' title='Links'/><author><name>Jea ♥♥♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17879890726254451282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErXEjJBjNpw/R-Ulj_qg43I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0iuyVGGACus/S220/1_209688638lI.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996109530022201894.post-6886992829944190755</id><published>2008-03-23T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T04:15:54.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE 6TH GRADE(CLARITANIANS) [ o7-o8 ]</title><content type='html'>goodbye classmates.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the memories you've given to me,although i'm just a transferee last year. salamat sa lahat. ILY &amp;amp;&amp;amp; IMY. ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;see you around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*im gonna post my speech tomorrow. :)*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996109530022201894-6886992829944190755?l=ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6886992829944190755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996109530022201894&amp;postID=6886992829944190755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/6886992829944190755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/6886992829944190755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/goodbye-6th-gradeclaritanians-o7-o8.html' title='GOODBYE 6TH GRADE(CLARITANIANS) [ o7-o8 ]'/><author><name>Jea ♥♥♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17879890726254451282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErXEjJBjNpw/R-Ulj_qg43I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0iuyVGGACus/S220/1_209688638lI.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996109530022201894.post-4640450818135247125</id><published>2008-03-23T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T03:26:16.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer is so BORING. :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oooh,snap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;summer is so boring. isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;amp.  i miss my friends and classmates. boohoo. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996109530022201894-4640450818135247125?l=ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4640450818135247125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996109530022201894&amp;postID=4640450818135247125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/4640450818135247125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/4640450818135247125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/summer-is-so-boring.html' title='summer is so BORING. :|'/><author><name>Jea ♥♥♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17879890726254451282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErXEjJBjNpw/R-Ulj_qg43I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0iuyVGGACus/S220/1_209688638lI.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996109530022201894.post-6242925724496082578</id><published>2008-03-23T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T02:57:23.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Over a Breakup, Broken Heart Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;from : &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yourlifehappiness.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.yourlifehappiness.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Moving on is simple, it's what you leave behind that makes it so difficult"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"I dont miss him, I miss who I thought he was"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;"If someone you love hurts you cry a river, build a bridge, and get over it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;"Never be sad for what is over, just be glad that it was once yours."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;"I’m going to smile and make you think I’m happy, I’m going to laugh, so you don’t see me cry, I’m going to let you go in style, and even if it kills me- I’m going to smile."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;"Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"It'ss better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;"The hottest love has the coldest end."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;" For few love can last a lifetime, but for many not knowing when to let go can hold them back forever. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;" You broke me, you broke my heart, you broke everything! Youturned my world upside down and inside out, BUT I know it was worth it for that one moment of love we had, it's a shame it went bad..... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996109530022201894-6242925724496082578?l=ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6242925724496082578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996109530022201894&amp;postID=6242925724496082578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/6242925724496082578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/6242925724496082578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/getting-over-breakup-broken-heart.html' title='Getting Over a Breakup, Broken Heart Quotes'/><author><name>Jea ♥♥♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17879890726254451282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErXEjJBjNpw/R-Ulj_qg43I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0iuyVGGACus/S220/1_209688638lI.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996109530022201894.post-5755209047102455795</id><published>2008-03-23T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T00:17:35.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='qoutes'/><title type='text'>Sad Inspirational Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yourlifehappiness.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.yourlifehappiness.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sadness flies away on the wings of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;- Jean de La Fontaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;However long the night, the dawn will break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;- African Proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Don't fear failure so much that you refuse to try new things.The saddest summary of a life contains three descriptions: could have, might have, and should have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;- Louis E. Boone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- Washington Irving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;There is no greater sorrow than to recall in misery the time when we were happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;- Dante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so a life well spent brings happy death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;- Leonardo da Vinci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You can choose to be happy or sad and whichever you choose that is what you get.No one is really responsible to make someone else happy, no matter what most people have been taught and accept as true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;- Sidney Madwed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Dying seems less sad than having lived too little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;- Gloria Steinem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;- W. M. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Beginnings are scary. Endings are usually sad, but it's the middle that counts the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;- Sandra Bullock Hope Floats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;The walls we build around us to keep out the sadness also keep out the joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;- Jim Rohn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;There are as many nights as days, and the one is just as long as the other in the year's course. Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word 'happy' would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;- Carl Jung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You can choose to be happy or sad and whichever you choose that is what you get. No one is really responsible to make someone else happy, no matter what most people have been taught and accept as true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;- Sidney Madwed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996109530022201894-5755209047102455795?l=ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5755209047102455795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996109530022201894&amp;postID=5755209047102455795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/5755209047102455795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/5755209047102455795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/sad-inspirational-quotes.html' title='Sad Inspirational Quotes'/><author><name>Jea ♥♥♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17879890726254451282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErXEjJBjNpw/R-Ulj_qg43I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0iuyVGGACus/S220/1_209688638lI.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996109530022201894.post-3241306534130555664</id><published>2008-03-23T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T00:11:27.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Don't Lie To Me Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yourlifehappiness.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.yourlifehappiness.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This touching sad short love story is amazing. Sometimes we lie to the ones we love because we are afraid to tell people of our feelings for them. How often has this happened to you? Well, read this touching sad short love story and perhaps you might find the courage to let people know of your feelings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenchi looked at the face of a girl whom he had been with for a long time. She was his childhood friend. She was lying on the hospital bed, unconcious. As Tenchi looked at her, love and sadness can be seen in his eyes. Worried that something bad might happen to her. "Yuki, please wake up." the words that he kept repeating in his mind, over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey cheer up now. What's the matter?" A young boy wearing a blue baseball cap told his friend, looking at her, who was crying. "I'm fine." A little girl gave the same boy a fake smile. "Ahh, something's wrong, I knew it. Yuki tell me." He insisted. But the little girl just gave him a smile, "nothing."&lt;br /&gt;A girl waited under a waiting shed, it was raining too hard. Everything was dark. "Yuki!" The girl heard her name. Left, right, it was her friend, Tenchi. The boy hurried to see her, he ran to the waiting shed quickly, with his uniform, dripping wet. But as soon as he got there, acted as if she didn't even hear his voice, nor knew him for who he was. "We need to talk..." He said trying to catch some air. "I thought I told you to leave me alonE!" The girl shouted as she turned her back at him. "Yuki, I can't do that!" Tenchi answered. Yuki started walking away, she had her clothes wet by the time she set her feet out of the waiting shed.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, listen ok. Look I know that I made the wrong choice about telling you that I...love you....but...please, cant we just...have what we had before? FRIENDSHIP!?" Tenchi continued. Yuki stopped walking, "Look!" she turned around and faced him, "All I ask is for you to leave me alone! I'm sick and tired of this game. It can't be. You can't love a girl like me." She yelled, tears came falling from her eyes. Tenchi made his way to his friend and threw his arms around her, "I just love you!...Why can't we be together?" He was crying. "LET GO!" Yuki pushed him, and Tenchi felt pain on his right cheek, she slapped him. "Can't you understand me? I don't like the way you treat me anymore, I'm not special. You just can't love me as someone else? I hate you!" Her voice was beginning to break up, she was crying real hard, but the rain could cover it. Yuki turned her back at Tenchi and ran away.&lt;br /&gt;Tenchi wanted to go after her but all he could do was watch her as she goes farther and farther. As Yuki reached the sidewalk near her house, she felt pain on her left chest, her heart was aching. She couldn't breath. She placed her hand just at the place of her heart and tried to massage her chest, "It's ok, Nikk. You can do it...just a few steps and...Ughr" She took a deep breath and started walking again, slowly, but her knees felt weak, she can't move anymore and that caused her to fall on the ground. Her sister got out the house eventually and helped her to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;Tenchi took a deep breath and made his way to the wash room to wash the vase. There was silence. Even his loud breathing could be heard...As Tenchi went out the room, he went to the table near Yuki's bed and took the boquet of roses. "Tenchi," He heard a soft voice calling him. Tenchi turned to his right and found Yuki, awake. "Tenchi, What are u doin here?." she said. Her voice was softer than before. Her friend smiled, "I...came here to...see you.." He replied. "Tenchi...I..." She felt so much pain on her chest again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996109530022201894-3241306534130555664?l=ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3241306534130555664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996109530022201894&amp;postID=3241306534130555664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/3241306534130555664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/3241306534130555664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/please-dont-lie-to-me-again.html' title='Please Don&apos;t Lie To Me Again'/><author><name>Jea ♥♥♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17879890726254451282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErXEjJBjNpw/R-Ulj_qg43I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0iuyVGGACus/S220/1_209688638lI.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996109530022201894.post-4968961662537904415</id><published>2008-03-23T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T00:06:16.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Up with the Kardashians. [ MARATHON ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;aaaaahh! it's so nice. nyahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996109530022201894-4968961662537904415?l=ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4968961662537904415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996109530022201894&amp;postID=4968961662537904415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/4968961662537904415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/4968961662537904415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/keeping-up-with-kardashians-marathon.html' title='Keeping Up with the Kardashians. 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I have a Blogger last year,but i forgot my password and email add. so this my new Blogger. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996109530022201894-2679686408188885494?l=ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2679686408188885494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996109530022201894&amp;postID=2679686408188885494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/2679686408188885494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/2679686408188885494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/blogger.html' title='BLOGGER. =&quot;&gt;'/><author><name>Jea ♥♥♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17879890726254451282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErXEjJBjNpw/R-Ulj_qg43I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0iuyVGGACus/S220/1_209688638lI.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996109530022201894.post-8031877180319342374</id><published>2008-03-22T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T08:15:27.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;naat! i don't miss you! i miss the old you. ="&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;you've change alot. physically and mentally. remember the last time when i texted you,i ask you "what if,what if lang ha?..what if have a crush on you. what are you going to do? be mad at me and ignore me or accept it and be friend??"well,you answered "accept it and be friends"..then what,yeah! you accept it nga,pero you're ignoring me naman in school,text,friendster and YM. so yun pla. you accept it but then ignore me?! wtf?!..mabuti pa sana d nalang kita sinabihan na i have a crush on you. sana we're friends pa..  so ganun nalang?. ok then! ignore me. who cares?! eh crush lang kita eh!. pero all i can say is,whenever you need me i'll be here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;sige,have nice summer! enjoy your summer&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996109530022201894-8031877180319342374?l=ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8031877180319342374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996109530022201894&amp;postID=8031877180319342374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/8031877180319342374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996109530022201894/posts/default/8031877180319342374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilalaloveyou.blogspot.com/2008/03/naat-i-dont-miss-you-i-miss-old-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jea ♥♥♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17879890726254451282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErXEjJBjNpw/R-Ulj_qg43I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0iuyVGGACus/S220/1_209688638lI.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
