<?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-11572450</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:16:44.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simplicity speaks it all</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roadtocontentment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11572450/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roadtocontentment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334945470966297806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RlklqKrbIoA/R-dmW59IJUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9eCj6wleHUA/S220/Image069.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11572450.post-5959668721794279538</id><published>2008-05-10T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T22:54:21.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what happens in V E G A S ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;what happens in V E G A S ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. i went to vegas. first week was hell week. my dad and my step mom was arguing about kenneth (my dad's step son) well, whatever. so there.. lots of things had happened. i had a serious fight with my dad..i had little problems with my step mom but eventually everything turned out to be just fine. so i met ALOT of people. yeah, cute guys. haha. we went shoppping.. strolling down the strip.. taking pictures in those 5 star hotels like venetian, palazzo, wynn, luxor,bellagio, etc. well vegas was alot of fun. too bad you have to be 21 to play in the casino. dang, its all over the place even 7-11 has slot machines and also the grocery stores.. vegas people is so into gambling. great. anywei. i'm so glad im back. finally i'd get to go out with my friends and spend time with my mom. i missed her so much. so there.. i'm having a jet lag. so i'll take some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11572450-5959668721794279538?l=roadtocontentment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RlklqKrbIoA/R-dmW59IJUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9eCj6wleHUA/S220/Image069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11572450.post-6604117875618474859</id><published>2008-04-09T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:10:34.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twisted</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;T W I S T E D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now. i can't explain what i feel. err. mixed emotions. shit mann. i admire lots of them. haha bitch? nah. just living the the bright side of a single person. haha gotta sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11572450-6604117875618474859?l=roadtocontentment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Using FOOD names, spell out yourname:&lt;br /&gt;*c-chocolate&lt;br /&gt;a-apple&lt;br /&gt;m-mango pie&lt;br /&gt;i-ice cream&lt;br /&gt;l-lollipop&lt;br /&gt;l-lime&lt;br /&gt;e-eclair&lt;br /&gt;-food naman yan diba? hihi..ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What song makes you cry? &lt;br /&gt;*without you&lt;br /&gt;3) What do you like to listen tobefore bed?&lt;br /&gt;*your song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a p p e a r a n c e&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;*5'5" &lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOR: &lt;br /&gt;*black-brown&lt;br /&gt;SHOE SIZE: &lt;br /&gt;*8-9"&lt;br /&gt;PIERCINGS: &lt;br /&gt;*ears&lt;br /&gt;TATTOOS: &lt;br /&gt;*none&lt;br /&gt;r i g h t - l e f t ? &lt;br /&gt;*right&lt;br /&gt;PANTS YOU'RE WEARING: &lt;br /&gt;*levis&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SONG ARE YOU LISTENING TO?:&lt;br /&gt;*out of reach&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TASTE IS IN YOUR MOUTH?: &lt;br /&gt;*sml&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WEATHER LIKE?: &lt;br /&gt;*fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d o - y o u&lt;br /&gt;GET MOTION SICKNESS?: &lt;br /&gt;*sometimes&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A BAD HABIT?: &lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS?:&lt;br /&gt;*yeaah??....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f a v o r i t e s&lt;br /&gt;TV SHOW: &lt;br /&gt;*myx&lt;br /&gt;MAGAZINE: &lt;br /&gt;*candy,meg,pink,cosmo&lt;br /&gt;THING TO DO ON THE WEEKEND: &lt;br /&gt;*church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h a v e - y o u&lt;br /&gt;BROKEN THE LAW: &lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;RAN AWAY FROM HOME: &lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;SNUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE: &lt;br /&gt;*yes&lt;br /&gt;EVER GONE SKINNY DIPPING: &lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;MADE A PRANK PHONE CALL: &lt;br /&gt;*yah&lt;br /&gt;USED YOUR PARENTS' CREDIT CARD BEFORE:&lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;FELL ASLEEP IN THE SHOWER/BATH:&lt;br /&gt;*yup&lt;br /&gt;LET A FRIEND CRY ON YOUR SHOULDER: &lt;br /&gt;*yah.. almost everytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l o v e&lt;br /&gt;CHILDREN: &lt;br /&gt;*yup&lt;br /&gt;BEEN IN LOVE?: &lt;br /&gt;*yes&lt;br /&gt;IN-LOVE.HAD A HARD TIME GETTING OVER SOMEONE:&lt;br /&gt;*always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r a n d o m&lt;br /&gt;YOUR CD PLAYER HAS IN IT RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;*none&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULDYOU BE?: &lt;br /&gt;*black or red&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE NEXT CD YOU'RE GONNAGET: &lt;br /&gt;*not sure&lt;br /&gt;LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: &lt;br /&gt;*yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART TWO&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever licked the back of aCD to try to get it to work?&lt;br /&gt;*nope..ew&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever puked at a bar or club?&lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever dated someone you metonline?: &lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever smoked pot at aconcert?: &lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever dated/fooled aroundwith a coworker?:&lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever been involved in a hit &amp; run?:&lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever been on a blind date?:&lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;9. Are looks important?: &lt;br /&gt;*yea. they do sometimes&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have any friends that you'veknown for 15 years or more?: &lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;11. By what age would you like to bemarried?: &lt;br /&gt;*28-30&lt;br /&gt;12. Does the number of people aperson's slept with affect your viewof them?: &lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you ever sacrificed yourself so your friend can get in good with aperson of the opposite sex?: &lt;br /&gt;*yup&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever drank milk that waspast the expiration date?: &lt;br /&gt;*yah..&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you a good tipper?: &lt;br /&gt;*yea..&lt;br /&gt;16. What's the most you have spent fora haircut?: &lt;br /&gt;*800&lt;br /&gt;17. Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?: &lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you know all the words to the first verse of Ice ice Baby?: &lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever had crispy bangs?:&lt;br /&gt;*yup&lt;br /&gt;20. What was the worst style of the80's?: &lt;br /&gt;*afro hair??&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you ever peed in public?:&lt;br /&gt;*nope &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.29pm&lt;br /&gt;-dont know what to do. i wanna stay. i wanna leave. anyway. im so tired.. lack of sleep. i woke up so early 'cause of CAT. badtrip!. sobrang antok. ngaun. i'm just wondering pano kaya ung guy na un.. cute eh.. hehe.. i feel so aLONELY.. so confused.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm falling into memories of you things we used to do. follow me there a beautiful somewhere a place that i can share with you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, February 22, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.37pm&lt;br /&gt;-hey...hi.. sobrang pagod last night kakatapos lang ng formal dinner... then i went home around 12am galing pa kami ng bitoys.. with the college people.. had fun.. kht sandali lang ako dun.. aun.. i woke up kanina around 10am. then i just stayed home.. bukas may pasok nanaman.. katamad,.. anyway gotta sleep na nytee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, February 18, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.04pm&lt;br /&gt;-sorry... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, February 17, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.20pm&lt;br /&gt;-kakatapos lng ng prom last night i had so much fun... sorry sa lahat ng mga gnawa ko.. guys.. thanks sobra.. thank you sainyong lahat... anyway.. antok parin ako.. mga 5:30am na kami naka uwi... sobrang sakit ng ulo.. aun.. galing kami ng eastwood ang saya.. na hindi.. anyway.. sleep muna.. -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, February 12, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.50pm&lt;br /&gt;survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. FIRST NAME?&lt;br /&gt;*camille&lt;br /&gt;2. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;*yah.. daughter of edgar mortiz&lt;br /&gt;3. WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY?&lt;br /&gt;*last night&lt;br /&gt;4. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING ?&lt;br /&gt;*yah&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCHMEAT?&lt;br /&gt;*chicken?&lt;br /&gt;6. KIDS?&lt;br /&gt;*2 kids when im 26 or 24 yrs.old&lt;br /&gt;7. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;*yah. why not. im good. haha. =p&lt;br /&gt;8. DO YOU HAVE A JOURNAL?&lt;br /&gt;*yah&lt;br /&gt;9. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?&lt;br /&gt;*yah,.. sometimes&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?&lt;br /&gt;*yah..&lt;br /&gt;11. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?&lt;br /&gt;*nope. im afraid of heights&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?&lt;br /&gt;*honey stars and milo&lt;br /&gt;13. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOUTAKE THEM OFF?&lt;br /&gt;*leather shoes nope.. rubber yeah..&lt;br /&gt;14. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?&lt;br /&gt;*sometimes&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?&lt;br /&gt;*caramel sundae (mcdo)&lt;br /&gt;16. SHOE SIZE?&lt;br /&gt;*8,9, or 10. it depends on what kind of shoes&lt;br /&gt;17. RED OR PINK?&lt;br /&gt;*both&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THINGABOUT YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;*moody&lt;br /&gt;19. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THISBACK TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;20. WHAT COLOR OF PANTS AND SHOES AREYOU WEARNING?&lt;br /&gt;*denim jeans&lt;br /&gt;21. LAST THING YOU ATE?&lt;br /&gt;burger&lt;br /&gt;22. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHTNOW?&lt;br /&gt;*gitara&lt;br /&gt;23. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLORWOULD YOU BE?&lt;br /&gt;*black&lt;br /&gt;24. FAVORITE SMELL?&lt;br /&gt;*oxygen G.A.S. and chocolate.. couldn't find it here. &lt;br /&gt;25. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKEDTO ON THE PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;*keiko&lt;br /&gt;26. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUTPEOPLE YOU ARE ATTRACTED TO?&lt;br /&gt;*nose. height.&lt;br /&gt;27. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENTTHIS TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;*i barely know her&lt;br /&gt;28. FAVORITE DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;*slammer&lt;br /&gt;29. FAVORITE SPORT?&lt;br /&gt;*volleyball&lt;br /&gt;30. EYE COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;*dark brown&lt;br /&gt;31. HAT SIZE?&lt;br /&gt;*dont know.&lt;br /&gt;32. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?&lt;br /&gt;*yup&lt;br /&gt;33. FAVORITE FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;*tres leches (cake2go)&lt;br /&gt;34. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDING?&lt;br /&gt;*happy ending&lt;br /&gt;35. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED AT THEMOVIES?&lt;br /&gt;*night at the museum. and pangit!&lt;br /&gt;36. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;*white&lt;br /&gt;37. SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;br /&gt;*winter&lt;br /&gt;38. HUGS OR KISSES?&lt;br /&gt;*hugs&lt;br /&gt;39. FAVORITE DESSERT?&lt;br /&gt;*crepe samurai&lt;br /&gt;40. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;*trixie,..? pam??&lt;br /&gt;41. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;*keiko&lt;br /&gt;42. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING?&lt;br /&gt;*summit books&lt;br /&gt;43. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LASTNIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;*night? wala.. uaap nung afternoon&lt;br /&gt;44. FAVORITE SOUNDS?&lt;br /&gt;*alt. rock&lt;br /&gt;45. ROLLING STONE OR BEATLES?&lt;br /&gt;*none of the above&lt;br /&gt;46. THE FURTHEST YOU'VE BEEN FROMHOME?&lt;br /&gt;*canada&lt;br /&gt;47. WHAT'S YOUR SPECIAL TALENT?&lt;br /&gt;*act.dance&lt;br /&gt;48. WHEN AND WHERE WERE YOU BORN?&lt;br /&gt;*may 21, 1992. vancouver gen. hospital, british columbia, canada&lt;br /&gt;49. WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;*4got..sorry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;-just got home... so tired.. parang ayaw ko na pumasok bukas..and ang lapit na ng prom ang dami ko pang wala.. =( anyway..ok ok nmn ung day na toh.. medyo magulo na masaya.. right now im just thinking na "ang labo nya".. ang gulo noh.. well anyway.. sana maging ok ung prom.. exicited ako,.. pero after party ung masaya.. so.. bahala na. ü &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, February 11, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08.05 pm&lt;br /&gt;-hey.hi. la magawa... grabe tong day na toh.. inaantok ako all the time.. then may classes nnmn tomrw,.la nang rest rest... prom na sa friday, hindi pako nakkpili ng gown ko.. im so excited after prom.. ang liit ng dance partner ko.. kawawa nmn ako diba..aun.. anyway.. last night before i slept.. i was so happy la lng.. o^_^o.. i hope maging maayos na lht.. and that i can meet the right guy for me.. tom. bka shang ulit kami.. samahan c mawy.. and saya namin nung friday ang ingay.. iyakan ng sobra sobra.. un.. haii.. gtg., sleep nnmn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, February 10, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed this blog alot... i had it since first yr HS, but i never wrote anything on it.. aun.. so.. ok-ok naman ung day na toh.. im so happy for my friend nicki, sila na ulit.. aww.. i just got home.. i woke up around 5am kasi may C.A.T., sobrang inet dun.. and ang daming absent we were only 20. tapos lht cla nag ka line sa forehead.. buti nlng ako wala.. lucky! and for some other people jan! sana hindi ganon ka thick face mo.. diba?! anyway.. yesterday galing kami ng shang.. good thing hindi ako nahuli.. i had so much fun... tnx mawy..un un un... belated happy birthday clark and ameera,.. anyway.. sleep na po ako.. ciao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOST IN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man &lt;br /&gt;Who changed me alot&lt;br /&gt;Made me a better person&lt;br /&gt;Made me closer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a reason&lt;br /&gt;To love again&lt;br /&gt;He was the person&lt;br /&gt;I treated more than a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reminisce&lt;br /&gt;The days that went by&lt;br /&gt;All I could do &lt;br /&gt;Was to breakdown and cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though your girl and I &lt;br /&gt;Are different on many things &lt;br /&gt;So all I can say &lt;br /&gt;Is this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you but you wont love me,&lt;br /&gt;I like you why cant you see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2nd poem i've made] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my eyes, i can see &lt;br /&gt;that you have no love for me&lt;br /&gt;with your actions, it speaks so loud&lt;br /&gt;screams through my ear&lt;br /&gt;sayin' you dont want me near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*why cant i , stop, stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;not to think of you is hard thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**cant you love me , the way that i loved you&lt;br /&gt;hear my voice, listen, its true&lt;br /&gt;cant you see the things that i do?&lt;br /&gt;i tried, i wast hurt, but i stayed with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing alone with thoughts of you on my head&lt;br /&gt;wishing and hoping that these words were read&lt;br /&gt;this is what i wanna say,&lt;br /&gt;i love you is that okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat * then **)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2nd song i've made -wala pang title-] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do you have to run&lt;br /&gt;when all my feelings are here&lt;br /&gt;why do you have to leave&lt;br /&gt;when all that's left of me is a tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i need you, i love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**i miss you,..i want you,...&lt;br /&gt;dont ever, ever go away&lt;br /&gt;because you make up everything&lt;br /&gt;that is of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having you beside me&lt;br /&gt;is more than a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;i love you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;i love no one else but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat * then **)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ (02.07.07)i made this lyrics with a little help from maria and bang, &lt;br /&gt;and its rhythm was made by ryan ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this song was dedicated to HIM. but they wanted it to be our farewell song (3E) for this SY -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11572450-9139680339670314727?l=roadtocontentment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roadtocontentment.blogspot.com/feeds/9139680339670314727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11572450&amp;postID=9139680339670314727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11572450/posts/default/9139680339670314727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11572450/posts/default/9139680339670314727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roadtocontentment.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-my-blog-entries-in-2007.html' title='all my blog entries in 2007'/><author><name>the writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334945470966297806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RlklqKrbIoA/R-dmW59IJUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9eCj6wleHUA/S220/Image069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
