<?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-5602863929610324171</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:54:36.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little.Miss.25's property</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemiss25.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602863929610324171/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemiss25.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jojolee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07506148679352802063</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602863929610324171.post-3471541290614548222</id><published>2011-02-13T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T03:04:11.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having you is like having the best thing on earth. Same goes to when i lost you. It feels like you've gone forever. I never dare to look into your eyes cause i'm afraid i'll never let you go. Love is just like a miracle feeling. It's easy to fall in love but once you do, you'll never get to get out of that feeling. As though you're stuck somewhere where you can barely get out of that place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602863929610324171-3471541290614548222?l=littlemiss25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemiss25.blogspot.com/feeds/3471541290614548222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlemiss25.blogspot.com/2011/02/having-you-is-like-having-best-thing-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602863929610324171/posts/default/3471541290614548222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602863929610324171/posts/default/3471541290614548222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemiss25.blogspot.com/2011/02/having-you-is-like-having-best-thing-on.html' title=''/><author><name>jojolee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07506148679352802063</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-5602863929610324171.post-5033331259564197584</id><published>2011-02-13T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T02:47:22.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I believe what i got for pmr is just because of you. You made me have that results thanks to the breakup that happened a month ago. After realising crying for hours at night wont turn things round i've changed. And i've forced myself to catch up what i've missed at school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602863929610324171-5033331259564197584?l=littlemiss25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemiss25.blogspot.com/feeds/5033331259564197584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlemiss25.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-believe-what-i-got-for-pmr-is-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602863929610324171/posts/default/5033331259564197584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602863929610324171/posts/default/5033331259564197584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemiss25.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-believe-what-i-got-for-pmr-is-just.html' title=''/><author><name>jojolee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07506148679352802063</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-5602863929610324171.post-3245656281895796734</id><published>2011-02-13T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T02:42:46.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog is going to be about my life after he's gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started on the 6th of september 2010 and fyi, i have an examination to sit on the early of october. What i've done within this 1 month is crying myself to bed as i wont get to listen him singing our love song anymore. I got to admit that it's a very tough time for me. I have no idea about him. Never get to sleep everynight till 3 and got to wake up at 6 for school. I got to be a different person when there is people around me cause none of them knows what's happening. He said he does not want to keep me waiting when he's busy as he's the president for an extraordinary active club. But i told him i will wait and i can wait. 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