<?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-1554232417749615901</id><updated>2012-01-08T20:22:46.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IstillLOVEyou</title><subtitle type='html'>She's Lives Her Life Her own Way</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>`Nishanthini`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13086950750806488824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QtG8qTUB8Wc/SauxOWmSWZI/AAAAAAAAABU/Exthyq4OJFo/S220/P22-02-09_06.55%5B03%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554232417749615901.post-1394137645080842286</id><published>2012-01-08T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:22:46.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEPYBEAUTY</title><content type='html'>How I wish, I hadnt deleted all my previous bloggings which had &lt;div&gt;all that SHITS in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's pretty cool reading back and realising how life was back then .&lt;br /&gt;But I guess, I wouldnt have moved on if I left it. TOO many memories man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wish you kept your word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like you said you would&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It would have saved me from getting hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for my own good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While everything went perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldnt even think of breaking apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my heart, you were the only one I kept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hoped you guarded my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm over it. Just felt like coming up with something. LOL .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the one who's been giving me smiles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dont know what I feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should let it go a lil relaxed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's something I just dont wanna kill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So special everytime you text&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We havent spoke on the phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;neither have we met&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I know,Im not alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a time not to forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if nothing happens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess it's fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart softens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and starts to whine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, I want you to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No reason to let you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I don't want to have price to pay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause Boy , I know you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe you just need the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clear your past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not a crime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I know you're not putting on a mask&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you're gonna leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;warn me please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that I don't have to go on my knees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cry as I freeze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bleaaaaaaaaah, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;now. THAT is what I call . FEEELINGS !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sure you can feel that too right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So , Feel my LOVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH, now leaving all the lovey dovey feelings aside ,&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE GOT SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;YEAH, My RESULTS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;=/ . I don't know what I'm feeling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;but damn, I FEEL AN ONGOING WEIRD SCARED ANXIOUS NERVOUS SHITTIFIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEELING. yes. REALLY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't be repeating how I feel to people,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO , here I am. Doing it here.&lt;br /&gt;DESPERATE MUCH.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ehhhhhh, But seriously. Can I paused the damn time. =( I wanted to go temple, and now I cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well, yet I take it as a blessing in disguise la okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;QUEASY PEASY feeling . WTF , i dint even feel such for my first results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's different I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I studied my damn ass off, I SWEAR I DID .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;amp; if I don't see the results I want to, HOW? =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;DIE LA. DIEEEEEEEEEE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'll hang myself, prolly really .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;OH GOD, may you stay with me with good luck in my hands as I login to view my results tomorrow at 2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeesh, okay Nisha. ENOUGH is ENOUGH .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Stop whining and going on and on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;SHUTUP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll blog tomorrow , with a good mood .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blah blah blaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;amp; MAN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;just don't fade away. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554232417749615901-1394137645080842286?l=beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1394137645080842286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554232417749615901&amp;postID=1394137645080842286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/1394137645080842286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/1394137645080842286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-i-wish-i-hadnt-deleted-all-my.html' title='SLEEPYBEAUTY'/><author><name>`Nishanthini`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13086950750806488824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QtG8qTUB8Wc/SauxOWmSWZI/AAAAAAAAABU/Exthyq4OJFo/S220/P22-02-09_06.55%5B03%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554232417749615901.post-203397543641022811</id><published>2011-09-21T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:32:57.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stop stabbing my heart with thousan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554232417749615901-203397543641022811?l=beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/203397543641022811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554232417749615901&amp;postID=203397543641022811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/203397543641022811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/203397543641022811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/stop-stabbing-my-heart-with-thousan.html' title=''/><author><name>`Nishanthini`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13086950750806488824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QtG8qTUB8Wc/SauxOWmSWZI/AAAAAAAAABU/Exthyq4OJFo/S220/P22-02-09_06.55%5B03%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554232417749615901.post-8758928967812167324</id><published>2011-09-21T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T00:49:32.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAKE YOU HAPPY</title><content type='html'>When there's the rest of the world to make you happy, &lt;br /&gt;You IGNORE IT ALL , and still live with the one that RUINS your happiness.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK THAT SHIT .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You live it all , just to find out that it's not worth your time and you can prolly change the fuck outta him ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you dont change him to first fucking time ,he's never gonnna fucking change for fucks sake !&lt;br /&gt;Stop drowning yourself .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554232417749615901-8758928967812167324?l=beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8758928967812167324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554232417749615901&amp;postID=8758928967812167324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/8758928967812167324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/8758928967812167324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/make-you-happy.html' title='MAKE YOU HAPPY'/><author><name>`Nishanthini`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13086950750806488824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QtG8qTUB8Wc/SauxOWmSWZI/AAAAAAAAABU/Exthyq4OJFo/S220/P22-02-09_06.55%5B03%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554232417749615901.post-5192278960480068799</id><published>2011-08-29T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T03:21:26.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To think about it .&lt;div&gt;I'm eighteen now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 , 16 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met you in my friend's house&lt;br /&gt;Fell hard for you&lt;br /&gt;Met , knew you even more.&lt;br /&gt;Loved every part of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr.Browneyedboy , 2 years , and I haven gotten over you ? Believe it or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're there with that girl .&lt;br /&gt;how much i tried hating you was just how much I actually loved you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://assets.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hate the fact that you're in my head&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;day and night, till I get to bed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Leave my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How I wish&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yet those few memories&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How much I miss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nobody like you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;till today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, I still hope somebody's out there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to love me in every other way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even then , I doubt I'll meet one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanna be with the one I need&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;instead to being with the person that needs me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too many people I meet &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not one gives me that permanent feel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love myself too much&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to get myself broken again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and to feel all that pain .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Nisha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How much I wanna in love.&lt;br /&gt;There's someone now , I know&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't feel it for him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That special , permanent feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's different , just for a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I stay with not msging/calling him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's definitely not mine, not at all .&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna break him , at all .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep telling him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who neeeds a man to survive?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously , yes we still do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im still young , why am I being that fool ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have some fun !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my 8weeks man.&lt;br /&gt;YOU GO GIRL .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loveeeeeeee me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554232417749615901-5192278960480068799?l=beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5192278960480068799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554232417749615901&amp;postID=5192278960480068799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/5192278960480068799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/5192278960480068799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/to-think-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>`Nishanthini`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13086950750806488824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QtG8qTUB8Wc/SauxOWmSWZI/AAAAAAAAABU/Exthyq4OJFo/S220/P22-02-09_06.55%5B03%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554232417749615901.post-4844999325588068168</id><published>2011-02-12T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T11:33:42.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No messages !</title><content type='html'>And soooooooooooooo ,&lt;div&gt;Im suffering ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just so bloody difficult to explain .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One side , I feel like im being the bitch .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the fact is that ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don't remember anything of me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don't care how on earth i feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don't care any tiny bit bout me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTHING ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and how on earth can you claim that you love me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW, that part i don't get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can bring in the past , real BAD .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was being a real stupid girl then , but now . I'hv got BRAINs man, BRAINS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You do not respect my words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You do not respect my feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTHING ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you love me ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're being a psycho , not a lover ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're always thinking I'm gonna fall for somebody else , or &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going out with guys , blah blah .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're gonna treat me right , why on earth would I right ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suffered , 3 years . 3 bloody years with you okay .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I highlight , SUFFERED .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not gonna bring in the past , cause I still came back to you . So what's the point .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Im talking about after I came back , What on earth did you change ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTHING , you're still being the hopeless one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AM I BEING the guy , and you , the girl ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're just killing me , mentally. THAT BAD okay . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not deserve you , I do not ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have cried a river for you Man . Seriously .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're way typical minded for me to even get along with you .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fact that you can tell me" Which guy have you gotten now" ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHmygod ? Is that what you tell the person you LOVE ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohno , i forgot . You dont LOVE ME , you're A PSYCHO !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How difficult does it seem to get you out of my life now .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You threaten me , WTH .  You're being a pain ! A HUGE PAIN IN THE ASS !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stopped CARING how you feel , i have to .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not , I'm never gonna get a life myself .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's really not because I saw another guy . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ihave been always waiting to get you outtuh my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tell me , What I did , am doing. WRONG ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So not right .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had to come back to you when I am in a very bad bad state .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only I had brains . DARN ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What on earth should I do ? =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554232417749615901-4844999325588068168?l=beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4844999325588068168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554232417749615901&amp;postID=4844999325588068168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/4844999325588068168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/4844999325588068168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/no-messages.html' title='No messages !'/><author><name>`Nishanthini`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13086950750806488824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QtG8qTUB8Wc/SauxOWmSWZI/AAAAAAAAABU/Exthyq4OJFo/S220/P22-02-09_06.55%5B03%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554232417749615901.post-7792855305846928784</id><published>2011-02-10T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T22:58:18.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How old is my blog ?</title><content type='html'>Geeeeeez, how old is my blog already ? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been so long since I wrote here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10th February , A day not to forget. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fell in love with your voice , the minute I spoke to you . Fell so hard with your voice .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was trapped for the past , I don't know how long .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I have been doing mistakes over mistakes . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the one I fell for after "you know who" .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the temple  , prayed so hard that life should be better in everyway .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then , I saw my messages , there you went asking me for dinner on Valentine's . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Smiled Like there's no tomorrow .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you plan to come , please stay. and don't leave .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot afford another heartbreak . I cannot . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if I love you , but I know I feel for you THAT MUCH , very MUCH that I think I might fall in love so hard for you soon . SO HARD .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God , Bless me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nisha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554232417749615901-7792855305846928784?l=beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7792855305846928784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554232417749615901&amp;postID=7792855305846928784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/7792855305846928784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/7792855305846928784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-old-is-my-blog.html' title='How old is my blog ?'/><author><name>`Nishanthini`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13086950750806488824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QtG8qTUB8Wc/SauxOWmSWZI/AAAAAAAAABU/Exthyq4OJFo/S220/P22-02-09_06.55%5B03%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554232417749615901.post-4128826643888532154</id><published>2010-11-13T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T14:04:39.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They goes all my fuggin hope.</title><content type='html'>You know,&lt;div&gt;i really wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it just me or am I having serious bad luck ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe it's just not meant to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's not the one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I needuh pull myself up, straight up highhhhhhhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just live for my freaking self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No guys, no boys and nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; well ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i'll do it today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope i can stand strong after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cannot pull this any longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes i need somebody by my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i dont .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, dont blame me for that man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just fugging life i'hv gotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll break down sometime again i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i just hopeeeeeeee i'll survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just hope hope and HOPE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please guruji , at least let these leave me with no problem at all .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really cannot take it ANYMORE can ? =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sincere man, i know i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll just have to live my life, somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;busy and happy and NO MEN ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sound bitchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But C"mon .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have seen only two guys with my own freaking will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa***** and Ra*** .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mohan and Ganesh are like way outtuh the topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let everything leave me once a for all man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i meet a guy , then i'll see bout that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I want a MAN not a boy .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like those two i met with my own will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's daymn difficult to get such MEN these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; When I catch them , fuck . They dont stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life huh .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder how that bitch got him man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;same age , no fucking difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHH, im no bitch anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mere kayalon mein. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's more diff to know that Im entering the heartbreak city, and there's another heartbreak coming along. SO MUCH MORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOP TALKING COCK nisha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554232417749615901-4128826643888532154?l=beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4128826643888532154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554232417749615901&amp;postID=4128826643888532154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/4128826643888532154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/4128826643888532154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/they-goes-all-my-fuggin-hope.html' title='They goes all my fuggin hope.'/><author><name>`Nishanthini`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13086950750806488824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QtG8qTUB8Wc/SauxOWmSWZI/AAAAAAAAABU/Exthyq4OJFo/S220/P22-02-09_06.55%5B03%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554232417749615901.post-295978387749158723</id><published>2010-11-12T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T21:25:25.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's weird how i just got to know you but you mean the world to me already.&lt;div&gt;Well prolly it's because I don't really go crazy so fast and when i do ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ill go all out .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like he left me in a month and all i could turn back to was YOU KNOW WHO .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was 22 , awesome , matured , perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasnt lucky enough huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now YOU, you you and you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going CRAZY .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish you knew, but yet i don't want you to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my enemy came back from field camp,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought he's coming out 1 week later, which will be on sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he came back today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday , 12th November !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAYMN !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it seems like everything's going haywire the minute he came back. ARHG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not being mean, but seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave you all out , for 3 bloody years .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never really got true love, well at least i don't remember getting it from YOU ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you knew was, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheating on me, cheating on me and &gt;cheating on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TATTOO ?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck , that really pisses me off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's hot if you do it here and there, NOT EVERYWHERE!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you look like EWWWWWW, for me. my fault ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hate people controlling me, even my daddy doesnt, well maybe sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you?, you're insane .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not being practical in life AT ALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohkay, now there's this new person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who i have my eyes on now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIKE EYES, MY HEART , MY MIND , MY FEELINGS ON .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i don't know, i really don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If he's not the one , why did you show him to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And make me go thru everything all over again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, one fact is that he reminds me of S******.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's way better though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's sweet, he's awesome , he's nice , he's like somebody i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO BADLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I doubt, i doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still , im going CUHRAZY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;know whats crazy .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes that's crazy. FUCK my brain i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe not, cause he's too good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe he behaves this way to all the girls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's just friendly the way he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OR NOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAAAAT is he ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S , im falling for you .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's sad how you texted me only once today and you went missing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, im worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like whaaaaat on this bloody earth happened to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said you booked out already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it, your battery died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you met your friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you met another GIRL. =.=! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or you're still in camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAAAAAAAAT happen laaaa, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like you can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554232417749615901-295978387749158723?l=beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/295978387749158723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554232417749615901&amp;postID=295978387749158723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/295978387749158723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/295978387749158723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-weird-how-i-just-got-to-know-you.html' title=''/><author><name>`Nishanthini`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13086950750806488824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QtG8qTUB8Wc/SauxOWmSWZI/AAAAAAAAABU/Exthyq4OJFo/S220/P22-02-09_06.55%5B03%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554232417749615901.post-1505269456356733602</id><published>2010-07-29T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T13:02:12.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning</title><content type='html'>Well, Kinda Feel A Tons Time Better Now I Guess. &lt;div&gt;Seems more like a new beginning. A lil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though, Some people are still in my life who needs to be removed sooner or later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aint Being a bitch, but stating the fact aye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am going for an interview, Sentosa. Hopefully I get it. And If I don't , ahhh , I will get it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Can't wait to get muh hair done , perfectly perfect ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pay my handphone bills = | (2months already) DAYMN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And who forgets , shopping for blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lose weight , like literally lose my FATS ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;No more lazy person !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND finally ,i love myself. =) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554232417749615901-1505269456356733602?l=beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1505269456356733602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554232417749615901&amp;postID=1505269456356733602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/1505269456356733602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554232417749615901/posts/default/1505269456356733602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulmemoriespreciousthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-beginning.html' title='A new beginning'/><author><name>`Nishanthini`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13086950750806488824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QtG8qTUB8Wc/SauxOWmSWZI/AAAAAAAAABU/Exthyq4OJFo/S220/P22-02-09_06.55%5B03%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
