<?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-4614887228951679518</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:30:04.863+08:00</updated><category term='Julian.L'/><title type='text'>Words in tune to the sounds of E ?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S9z7ApNVASI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FD7ul8YAdQA/s1600/DSC_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S9z7ApNVASI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FD7ul8YAdQA/s320/DSC_0264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466520036201267490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;~when we were small~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;I just can't understand the ways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;The ways things were all wrapped up and given away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Still i didn't have a clue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Of when we were small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Because I am a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Hitherto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-8432961444349291459?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8432961444349291459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=8432961444349291459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8432961444349291459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S80lJJbBwfI/AAAAAAAAALI/dBWLZbnUBnc/s1600/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462062762148610546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S80lJJbBwfI/AAAAAAAAALI/dBWLZbnUBnc/s320/hope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Well i have been here before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sat on floor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;In a grey grey mood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and all that i write is a grey grey tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;~&lt;em&gt;Out of the my heart speaks of a foolish hope~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;My half,&lt;br /&gt;I yet to find you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;In foolish hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I will wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry people, thats why i am Julien&lt;br /&gt;Julien.L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/4614887228951679518-2164335583569465827?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S80lJJbBwfI/AAAAAAAAALI/dBWLZbnUBnc/s72-c/hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-1113921981226833304</id><published>2010-04-15T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T01:44:20.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distasteful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S8X-p5J_BdI/AAAAAAAAALA/jFHZeO65SMg/s1600/4280945314_5564dc28b6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S8X-p5J_BdI/AAAAAAAAALA/jFHZeO65SMg/s320/4280945314_5564dc28b6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460050118927386066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Distasteful Julien, Distasteful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;It happens when i think i could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-1113921981226833304?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1113921981226833304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=1113921981226833304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1113921981226833304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1113921981226833304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2010/04/distasteful.html' 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S7tbdga5NiI/AAAAAAAAAK4/klcE0qkhfeA/s320/448543604_dc512fd842.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457055935966557730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;˜I knew this would happen yet i still do it.˜&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;A foolish feeling begets a foolish thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;which in turn forms a foolish action,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;ending off with a foolish reaction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;leaving behind a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Reminiscing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;of all the dejection,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;leaves behind a bitter after taste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;yet it weakens and strengthen this boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;to realize that it was never fair to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;"Forget the former Things;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;do not dwell on the past."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Isaiah 43: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-4908807145726319276?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4908807145726319276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=4908807145726319276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4908807145726319276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S7NSw7J0CpI/AAAAAAAAAKw/f9bFtgoVOn8/s1600/79805619_9c7658de48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S7NSw7J0CpI/AAAAAAAAAKw/f9bFtgoVOn8/s320/79805619_9c7658de48.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454794574141852306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;˜J.L-side by J.L-side˜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Liken a fleeting moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;side by side we stood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;a moment so close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;that shook my entire existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;I was breathless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;trying to stifle a inner smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;As our elbows met,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;bliss reacted with anxiousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Time stood still for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;yet time escaped so quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;All i am was just a stranger by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Vorte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Vorte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Mustering of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; single cowardice courage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; be known to thy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Thy name lingers in every possible existence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Je will make his way towards you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4614887228951679518-1942342356265428353?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1942342356265428353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=1942342356265428353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1942342356265428353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S7LpoPmrFPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zewYL1JzR_w/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454678976291869938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S7LpoPmrFPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zewYL1JzR_w/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S7LpnjrHXyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/58Fcg5k8Bb0/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454678964499341090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S7LpnjrHXyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/58Fcg5k8Bb0/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~These Friends of mine~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;These friends of mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;live their lives,&lt;br /&gt;spend their time,&lt;br /&gt;hoping to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, these friends of mine&lt;br /&gt;they have lives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;they work hard,&lt;br /&gt;to live them right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the show is over,&lt;br /&gt;oh i hope that they discover,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;the joy that they bring to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;still makes me high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hope they remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;this bond we have together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i needed this time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;to be reminded for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~In simple words~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to move on from these friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer your bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The very moment still lingers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Your name stayed and resounded.&lt;br /&gt;Julien.L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/4614887228951679518-81098030090674717?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Ugly Julian, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;open up your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Today gonna be a perfect day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Like those kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;that would melt your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Like those kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;that would you be wanting to cuddle up inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Ugly Julian,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;the stars align for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;the rest is up to what you made or do with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Like those kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;that would take your breathe away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Like those kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;the would you be wanting to make a wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Ugly Julian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Please be smiling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Cause you are beautiful inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4614887228951679518-6426088602192628028?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S6oi2qKgKEI/AAAAAAAAAKY/9bCwu3-z6zQ/s72-c/DSC_0168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-6409533601476561733</id><published>2010-03-24T13:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T22:27:50.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S6mjTFMQa9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5yX_I0axLp0/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S6mjTFMQa9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5yX_I0axLp0/s320/me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452068372115123154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;˜A man in the reflection˜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;A mirror can never be seen through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;just like this man here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Apart from the crusty appearance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;lies a heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;a fragile heart yearning for love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Just a light nudge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;a little knock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;However don't keep me hanging,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;as this boy is stupid for anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;For a moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;i thought i got you under my spell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Only with you i am perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;All of my life i stumble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Grueling myself so that i wouldn't fail to give to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4614887228951679518-6409533601476561733?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S6mjTFMQa9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5yX_I0axLp0/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-8470234300497601871</id><published>2010-03-18T13:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T21:41:01.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S6mCogclAQI/AAAAAAAAAKI/M_R_OAQucsA/s1600-h/heart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452032456324874498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S6mCogclAQI/AAAAAAAAAKI/M_R_OAQucsA/s320/heart.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S6G8uNRDC2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/eS3uqZhblIA/s1600-h/heart.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Did it ever occur to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;That i gave my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;at the very first meeting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;when i see your face in the subtle darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I am not the man for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I am just a nice guy and i can get someone better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I can't give you happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I can find someone better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;We aren't make for one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I am the funny and interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;she likes my smile and hope i would see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;She wish i could hold her in my arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;She wants me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now, what is this same feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I gave you all i could&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;we just so far away.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a pursuit if we dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;In the colours that i knew and once know.&lt;br /&gt;Thy former glory shines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/4614887228951679518-8470234300497601871?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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silent telephone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Its not that i don't like it, its just that i am kinda busy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sometimes i just wanted some time just to be alone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; just to think about how it gonna be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not that its hard to figure out, its actually just, just quite simple."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I sang to the music into the receiver.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Patiently i waited for the moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"another step, another step closer" I murmured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Cross the line and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"_ - _ _ _ _ - _ _ - _ _ - _ _ _ _ - _ _ _ . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Gentle whispers to a broken heart, brings about a smile to thy soul.&lt;br /&gt;Julien.L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-514312225542311660?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/514312225542311660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=514312225542311660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-2068303640577333830</id><published>2010-03-10T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:49:01.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S5Z40GUsMvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Rkn7dWYaUtE/s1600-h/2823944945_5d11d75c7b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S5Z40GUsMvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Rkn7dWYaUtE/s320/2823944945_5d11d75c7b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446673635797119730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Whenever you feel like criticizing anyone,' he told me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Just remember that all the people in this world haven't&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;had the advantages you've had.'  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*from 'The Great Gatsby'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;Blessed i was to begin with,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;Fate was bias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;Destiny choreographed thy flattered dance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;Fluttering i float amongst those dreamy lairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;Dreams kindled by passion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;A love to give,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;Unmasked facet without dressy words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;Hitherto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;distant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything that is of you is everything that is of me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Julien.L&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S5Z40GUsMvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Rkn7dWYaUtE/s72-c/2823944945_5d11d75c7b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-8240297380286271954</id><published>2010-03-02T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T17:35:15.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S4zQdf3BoTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Sg9AUSV3yv0/s1600-h/cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443955254771163442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S4zQdf3BoTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Sg9AUSV3yv0/s200/cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Yet another year older,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Settled upon candle less,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Unknowingly cake less,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dancing atune to a melancholic touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Once upon a time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;a boy sang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"Here's a song,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;for the kid, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;who aim so high, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hat he shot her down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Julian of 23rd year.&lt;br /&gt;Hitherto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Julien.L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-8240297380286271954?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8240297380286271954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=8240297380286271954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8240297380286271954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8240297380286271954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2010/03/yet-another-year-older-settled-upon.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S4zQdf3BoTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Sg9AUSV3yv0/s72-c/cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-5499641241548178673</id><published>2010-02-25T11:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T14:10:32.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S4Xwm04e7KI/AAAAAAAAAJg/S07tVGJOdKw/s1600-h/rose.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442020274568359074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S4Xwm04e7KI/AAAAAAAAAJg/S07tVGJOdKw/s200/rose.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Last night dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I held your hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and asked if you would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we both know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;You are everything i need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Now i know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;What you did to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She change my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;She clean my up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;She found my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;She pulls me up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like only a women can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is kind of perfect in everyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;kind of all the things that i am not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I am not perfect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and i did alot of stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet just another boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;who hides his face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;a geek which brings no attention,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;a man whose romance lies in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you choose him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Would you see him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Maybe he will find his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boy gone stupid for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do allow him sing his melodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;In the words of the most flowery accent.&lt;br /&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-5499641241548178673?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5499641241548178673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=5499641241548178673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5499641241548178673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5499641241548178673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-night-dreams-i-held-your-hands-and.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S4Xwm04e7KI/AAAAAAAAAJg/S07tVGJOdKw/s72-c/rose.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-9068122776062421984</id><published>2010-02-01T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T11:41:25.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S2ZJ9-WyOqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JvqRQTYeYWY/s1600-h/future.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433111329528494754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S2ZJ9-WyOqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JvqRQTYeYWY/s200/future.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Halfway there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yet not relenting a single step,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Felt a tangible feel of it ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yet in awe of its uncertainess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A dream birthed from passion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a calling to give,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no one had understood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no one had waited,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A burden upon my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that i shouldn't make the young lass,&lt;br /&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;arry upon her falling beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hitherto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i cooed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Embrace thy uncertainty in flimsy apprehension&lt;br /&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-9068122776062421984?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/9068122776062421984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=9068122776062421984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/9068122776062421984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/9068122776062421984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2010/02/halfway-there-yet-not-relenting-single.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S2ZJ9-WyOqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JvqRQTYeYWY/s72-c/future.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-8481207065566729076</id><published>2010-01-18T17:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T18:00:57.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S1Qqf0qzdeI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SXG8lC0zweQ/s1600-h/twirl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428010177090778594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S1Qqf0qzdeI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SXG8lC0zweQ/s200/twirl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;There is a song in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Which i wrote over and over again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;There is a melody in your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Would you sing it over and over again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Those love songs that haunts me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;As you spun my world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and in a drizzled dance i swirled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Where boy loves girl and girl loves boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think i found a better place to start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are the voice that's in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-8481207065566729076?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8481207065566729076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=8481207065566729076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8481207065566729076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8481207065566729076'/><link rel='alternate' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426855479942023506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S1AQTmlTiVI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9cyJBYcaSR8/s200/bells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And so this is christmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;what have you done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;another year over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a new one just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So this is christmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hope you have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A very merry Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a Happy New Year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;lets hope its a good one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;without any fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dated: 25/12/2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Julien.L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/S1AQTmlTiVI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9cyJBYcaSR8/s72-c/bells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-3477707485134863797</id><published>2009-12-14T16:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:40:12.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SyXwxcD4A_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/5Ye3tqwSTMk/s1600-h/Rumours.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414998859119592434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SyXwxcD4A_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/5Ye3tqwSTMk/s200/Rumours.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;words that filled the heart with regrets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;stains it's life with nevermore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;truth is selective for those who are present,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;in the particular scene of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rumors kill the young man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rumors kill my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Reconsider the truth you heard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ask him and he shall reply,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;with the answers you thought you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Weight his words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;know his heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe then you could see him then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;How malicious those stuff are which clings onto him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Its pains him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The gossips of unfactous events&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;others link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;which he had close..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/4614887228951679518-3477707485134863797?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3477707485134863797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=3477707485134863797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3477707485134863797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3477707485134863797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/12/words-that-filled-heart-with-regrets.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SyXwxcD4A_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/5Ye3tqwSTMk/s72-c/Rumours.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-5971941534200703758</id><published>2009-11-16T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:16:09.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SwA2LSxJpOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/e25b0l31jFA/s1600-h/Grass+and+stars.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SwA2LSxJpOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/e25b0l31jFA/s200/Grass+and+stars.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404379120489047266" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Star Lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy who became a blade of grass,&lt;br /&gt;cupid had struck him and his roots were grounded.&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by light above,&lt;br /&gt;wishing he could see her once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl who became a star in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;cupid had struck her and she shine ever brightly,&lt;br /&gt;Being high above where she couldn't see well,&lt;br /&gt;she never realise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that they met....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i won't disappear like they do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i won't hide in the moment of your demise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i won't shun in the midst of your burning light,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julien.L says he would stay by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/4614887228951679518-5971941534200703758?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5971941534200703758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=5971941534200703758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5971941534200703758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5971941534200703758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-star-lover-boy-who-became-blade-of.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SwA2LSxJpOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/e25b0l31jFA/s72-c/Grass+and+stars.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-6965997813323995776</id><published>2009-11-12T11:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:39:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SvuDtvLfsiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/q36kqm4eiKY/s1600-h/yearning.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403056999743074850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 199px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SvuDtvLfsiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/q36kqm4eiKY/s200/yearning.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight:font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When A man loves a woman,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight:font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He can't keep his mind on anything else.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would trade the world for the treasure he had found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when she is bad, he is blinded and wouldn't look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight:font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in his eyes, nothing she ever do can be wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A man turns his back on his best friend if he ever put her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When A man loves a woman,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He spends his very last dime trying.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/4614887228951679518-6965997813323995776?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6965997813323995776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6965997813323995776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6965997813323995776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/St7jm_8-n1I/AAAAAAAAAIk/Wb2pncBNvHc/s1600-h/DSC_0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/St7jm_8-n1I/AAAAAAAAAIk/Wb2pncBNvHc/s200/DSC_0165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394999662778163026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;MY MOTIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been giving,&lt;br /&gt;I have been loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will it be my turn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited to yearn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will it be my turn to be loved in return?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My words don't tally with my heart said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My motive is liken to a crumpled tissue after you clean off your dirt from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Whenever i look at her,&lt;br /&gt;I feels that i am looking at myself,&lt;br /&gt;I have lost sight of myself ,&lt;br /&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-3843356802609807347?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3843356802609807347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=3843356802609807347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3843356802609807347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3843356802609807347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-motive-i-have-been-giving-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/St7jm_8-n1I/AAAAAAAAAIk/Wb2pncBNvHc/s72-c/DSC_0165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-6513666467062540319</id><published>2009-10-16T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T14:25:34.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/StgLbMHhQGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tAOLYfDjLuU/s1600-h/boy+meet+girl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393073115513307234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/StgLbMHhQGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tAOLYfDjLuU/s320/boy+meet+girl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hearing your voice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Listening to your laughter. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why am i still here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I should be by your side right now &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Boy + Girl = Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girl :) = Boy : ) &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girl :( = Boy :( + working hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;= to make Girl : ) &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh well... will there be a day when you look into my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;saying " You should have been with me" &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The only reply i could think off is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"silly girl, its never too late to start now. Cause you belong with me. Lets start our story." &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't need your sympathy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just want your happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just want to see you smiling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;as it make me smile.&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/4614887228951679518-6513666467062540319?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6513666467062540319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6513666467062540319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6513666467062540319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6513666467062540319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/10/hearing-your-voice-listening-to-your.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/StgLbMHhQGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tAOLYfDjLuU/s72-c/boy+meet+girl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-2440457335424357157</id><published>2009-10-08T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:43:31.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Ss4LcDz2lJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-e7J0oVS3dw/s1600-h/alone.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390258380696097938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Ss4LcDz2lJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-e7J0oVS3dw/s320/alone.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Every now and then when i watch you,&lt;br /&gt;I wish that i could tell you i want you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh let it be,&lt;br /&gt;Only once,&lt;br /&gt;Let me try only once,&lt;br /&gt;Only once will i find the right person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't slip by me,&lt;br /&gt;Don't stifle a laughter and hide from me,&lt;br /&gt;i been yearning all this while,&lt;br /&gt;Just for a chance with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you see?&lt;br /&gt;that there is only once,&lt;br /&gt;and once its over,&lt;br /&gt;it will never be&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Can't get my mind off you.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to see a smiling you.&lt;br /&gt;Julien.L likes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-2440457335424357157?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2440457335424357157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=2440457335424357157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2440457335424357157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2440457335424357157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/10/every-now-and-then-when-i-watch-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Ss4LcDz2lJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-e7J0oVS3dw/s72-c/alone.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-531884595915182071</id><published>2009-10-06T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:31:44.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SsthPgPnkWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZUoeI89wuWY/s1600-h/flower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389508298060304738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SsthPgPnkWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZUoeI89wuWY/s320/flower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;She got the best of both world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;She could take down or raise a man easily,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;However her style is quite selective,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yet her mind is rather reckless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please don't mind my nerve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You can call it fiction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cause i like being submerge in your contradiction dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What a mess it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I been thinking of changing my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It never stays the same for long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But of all things I know for sure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You're the certain one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want to make you mine,I want to make you mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Words are paraphrasing our relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Julien.L &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/4614887228951679518-531884595915182071?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/531884595915182071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=531884595915182071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/531884595915182071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/531884595915182071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/10/she-got-best-of-both-world-she-could.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SsthPgPnkWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZUoeI89wuWY/s72-c/flower.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-2696713398132479079</id><published>2009-09-29T23:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:45:20.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SsIlb2xFqYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lFCw7WwfUGY/s1600-h/reaching+out.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386909264776636802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SsIlb2xFqYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lFCw7WwfUGY/s320/reaching+out.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the use if my words rhythms,&lt;br /&gt;what's the point if i can write,&lt;br /&gt;what's the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Yet my words,&lt;br /&gt;can't reach you.&lt;br /&gt;can't touch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;you don't feel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am i to convey all this feelings,&lt;br /&gt;its all bottled up and can be only change to words.&lt;br /&gt;yet only my words can't make you feel what i feel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if i got the nicest word,&lt;br /&gt;what good would it brings if i can't make my words reach you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-2696713398132479079?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2696713398132479079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=2696713398132479079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2696713398132479079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2696713398132479079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-use-if-my-words-rhythms-whats.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SsIlb2xFqYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lFCw7WwfUGY/s72-c/reaching+out.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-1912625583634757542</id><published>2009-09-27T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:53:55.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sr9pn-P08pI/AAAAAAAAAH8/2AiInWdkn9s/s1600-h/5528_120813383036_559188036_2494965_1549174_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sr9pn-P08pI/AAAAAAAAAH8/2AiInWdkn9s/s320/5528_120813383036_559188036_2494965_1549174_n-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386139814803600018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I like the view up here,&lt;br /&gt;seeing your smile,&lt;br /&gt;Its like a movie scene,&lt;br /&gt;Which i wanna freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People doesn't see,&lt;br /&gt;People doesn't know,&lt;br /&gt;What i see in it,&lt;br /&gt;Its just for me to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Its like a new disease~&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-1912625583634757542?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1912625583634757542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=1912625583634757542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1912625583634757542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1912625583634757542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-like-view-up-here-seeing-your-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sr9pn-P08pI/AAAAAAAAAH8/2AiInWdkn9s/s72-c/5528_120813383036_559188036_2494965_1549174_n-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-3711604625995242744</id><published>2009-09-22T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:44:21.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SrjqYhkh9HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zedHFpQh5Q0/s1600-h/tape.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SrjqYhkh9HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zedHFpQh5Q0/s320/tape.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384311061570778226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She's the girl that got me crazy now,&lt;br /&gt;its driving me mad,&lt;br /&gt;going around,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the one and i want to see her smile,&lt;br /&gt;its doesn't matter what it takes,&lt;br /&gt;i just want to let her be herself,&lt;br /&gt;i like how she smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she isn't smiling,&lt;br /&gt;the skies are gloomy with rain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she is smiling,&lt;br /&gt;the flowers bloom brightly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could take out my mind,&lt;br /&gt;wash it clean of the day before,&lt;br /&gt;that i wouldn't remember at all,&lt;br /&gt;and i could see you again,&lt;br /&gt;and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello, i am Julian, you are ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Acceptance ain't about whats waiting on the other side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the climb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Isabella, xiaoling&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/4614887228951679518-3711604625995242744?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3711604625995242744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=3711604625995242744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3711604625995242744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3711604625995242744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/09/shes-girl-that-got-me-crazy-now-its.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SrjqYhkh9HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zedHFpQh5Q0/s72-c/tape.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-6048554132174508976</id><published>2009-09-21T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:57:11.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;If i ask would you say yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I doubt so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;It was all my fault to begin with, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I thought i could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;How i wish you could just be me for a day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Nothing i say truly carries any weight, as my surroundings whispers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;and those whispers are those that made the decisions for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I learn, i understand, i see it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A sweet beginning a bitter end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I just realized i lost a friend and myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;is avoiding the best way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Forgetting you isn't the best option for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Yet those feeling bottled up inside, how can i convey it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;you won't hear, you won't feel, you won't see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i can keep writing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;yet to what good is that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;when you won't see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Its easily to kill a man but its hard to build him up again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A fool to begin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;to chase,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i have nothing, nothing truly i have is mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;How long have i harbor for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;everyone thinks they know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;everyone one judge you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;its not your fault,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;it was all mine to start with,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;the only fault i could find is that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;your beauty and charm.&lt;br /&gt;i fall for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-6048554132174508976?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6048554132174508976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6048554132174508976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6048554132174508976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6048554132174508976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-i-ask-would-you-say-yes-i-doubt-so.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-3537371232336587805</id><published>2009-09-20T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T11:18:10.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SrWd3YFzuoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/iqtes74iIPQ/s1600-h/DSC_0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SrWd3YFzuoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/iqtes74iIPQ/s320/DSC_0273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383382504276474498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;You might be the only source of sunshine in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;when will i see you smiling at me again,&lt;br /&gt;how can i convey what i feel,&lt;br /&gt;if i am so bold, i would asked you to hold my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you said its all a lie, can it all go back to square one?&lt;br /&gt;forgetting you isn't the best option for me,&lt;br /&gt;cause you don't know where you stand now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~if you could just be me for today~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Julian.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SrWd3YFzuoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/iqtes74iIPQ/s72-c/DSC_0273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-8886906950453572505</id><published>2009-09-15T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:07:50.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sq-XdafA3hI/AAAAAAAAAHg/6gXI0Tcoy7E/s1600-h/beautiful,creative,freedom,fun,girl,green,happiness,inspiration,moments,outside,photography,summer,sunshine,sweet,vintage-1df61452f6cb5069ddc1557351b208ca_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sq-XdafA3hI/AAAAAAAAAHg/6gXI0Tcoy7E/s320/beautiful,creative,freedom,fun,girl,green,happiness,inspiration,moments,outside,photography,summer,sunshine,sweet,vintage-1df61452f6cb5069ddc1557351b208ca_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381686611312434706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You might think i don't look,&lt;br /&gt;but deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;at the corner of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;i am attached to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you do,&lt;br /&gt;every time you walk into the room,&lt;br /&gt;i am afraid to move,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am weak, its true,&lt;br /&gt;i am just scare to know the ending,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know you even met me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Cause everybody tries to put some love on the line&lt;br /&gt;and everybody feels a broken heart sometime&lt;br /&gt;Even when i'm scared i have to try to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&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/4614887228951679518-8886906950453572505?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8886906950453572505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=8886906950453572505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8886906950453572505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8886906950453572505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-might-think-i-dont-look-but-deep.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sq-XdafA3hI/AAAAAAAAAHg/6gXI0Tcoy7E/s72-c/beautiful,creative,freedom,fun,girl,green,happiness,inspiration,moments,outside,photography,summer,sunshine,sweet,vintage-1df61452f6cb5069ddc1557351b208ca_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-4219510887830041675</id><published>2009-09-05T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:25:41.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SqHXVyzQ3-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/KliH697j324/s1600-h/decay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 117px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SqHXVyzQ3-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/KliH697j324/s320/decay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377816199471095778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;What is this feeling?&lt;br /&gt;that i feeling right inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a red hot burning,&lt;br /&gt;that i can't help but to deny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its eating me alive,&lt;br /&gt;i can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a flower in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;suave with the flow,&lt;br /&gt;dancing to it's words,&lt;br /&gt;ending in compliments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ A complimentary-whisper ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Julien.L&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-4219510887830041675?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4219510887830041675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=4219510887830041675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4219510887830041675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4219510887830041675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-is-this-feeling-that-i-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SqHXVyzQ3-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/KliH697j324/s72-c/decay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-1925735183802534329</id><published>2009-09-02T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:36:29.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sp6PG_TF-8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2D_y0X_JDU8/s1600-h/84149604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sp6PG_TF-8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2D_y0X_JDU8/s320/84149604.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376892355360455618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;She looks into my eye,&lt;br /&gt;and i am alive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;i just die again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when my restlessness begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's liken to a garden,&lt;br /&gt;if you let it grow,&lt;br /&gt;but it fades away,&lt;br /&gt;before you knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Just Got Words,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;an eye for thy solely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-1925735183802534329?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1925735183802534329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=1925735183802534329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1925735183802534329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1925735183802534329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sp0piouGhwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/OGpSSaGQoUQ/s1600-h/sb10063352p-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sp0piouGhwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/OGpSSaGQoUQ/s320/sb10063352p-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376499205173315330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I would sing if you had asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hello, tell me you know,&lt;br /&gt;that you have figured me out,&lt;br /&gt;something gave it away,&lt;br /&gt;it would be such a beautiful moment to see the look on your face,&lt;br /&gt;to know that i know you know now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is just a case of my wishful thinking,&lt;br /&gt;but you know nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all i really want to do is _ _ _ _ you,&lt;br /&gt;A kind much closer than friends use,&lt;br /&gt;But i still can't say it after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all i really want is you to feel me,&lt;br /&gt;As the feeling inside keeps building,&lt;br /&gt;And i will find a way to you if it kills me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how long can i go on like this,&lt;br /&gt;Before i rightly explode,&lt;br /&gt;And this life i am leading isn't healthy for me&lt;br /&gt;in fact it make me nervous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you from the start how i've longed to be your man&lt;br /&gt;But i never said a word i guess i am gonna miss my chance again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Intertwining like a ring around the finger of a girl,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a singer, you're the world,&lt;br /&gt;all i can bring you,&lt;br /&gt;is the language of a lover.&lt;br /&gt;Julien.L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-3953569038061245247?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3953569038061245247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=3953569038061245247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3953569038061245247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3953569038061245247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/09/dear-hello-tell-me-you-know-that-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sp0piouGhwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/OGpSSaGQoUQ/s72-c/sb10063352p-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-4854001751314008193</id><published>2009-08-30T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:38:36.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpqVXorUu9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/dYRStd5se6o/s1600-h/fool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpqVXorUu9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/dYRStd5se6o/s320/fool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375773338508770258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Its silly, It's foolish.&lt;br /&gt;That's what resides in me,&lt;br /&gt;A mind out of its track,&lt;br /&gt;A heart on an enduring road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A far i shall be,&lt;br /&gt;mesmerize by thy grace,&lt;br /&gt;spread je wings over thy sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;the least je could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-4854001751314008193?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4854001751314008193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=4854001751314008193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4854001751314008193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4854001751314008193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-silly-its-foolish.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpqVXorUu9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/dYRStd5se6o/s72-c/fool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-1056312692193390276</id><published>2009-08-28T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:55:32.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpfSnRN0SYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JoHqr-ydu2U/s1600-h/puppet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpfSnRN0SYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JoHqr-ydu2U/s320/puppet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374996252368062850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Living to expectation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Living just to meet what they had set on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Why do people want to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Replace me with what they want me to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Liken to a replacement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liken to a puppet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Dancing to the puppeteer's songs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I can't move,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I can't be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I am just a part of their play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A puppet by destine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A puppeteer by none,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Carefree and easy going,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Doesn't show a lack of personality,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Being still like water,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Doesn't mean emotionless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I have a heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Its not too far from what you have,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;It just that i am weak in my emotions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I don't know how to express,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I have only words to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I am a dreamer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Liken life to a play,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;But to a rude awakening,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I hide away,i run away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Its not easy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;To hear the snitch of the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Speaking of which rings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;The truth of the century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;There is only one thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;One thing that i had decided for myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Myself to be a giver,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Giver of life and hope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Hope and chance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Chance to show,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Show all i could be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Be in the future.&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-1056312692193390276?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1056312692193390276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=1056312692193390276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1056312692193390276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1056312692193390276'/><link rel='alternate' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpQF8e5qivI/AAAAAAAAAGw/hKd1pzKwfvk/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpQF8e5qivI/AAAAAAAAAGw/hKd1pzKwfvk/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373926792005061362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Julien.L sings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;"I wrote this for my prettiest friend,&lt;br /&gt;But while trying not to prove that i care,&lt;br /&gt;I was trying not to make all my move in one motion and scare her away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she can't see she's making me crazy now&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe she know she's amazing how&lt;br /&gt;She has me holding my breath,&lt;br /&gt;That i'll never  guess that i am a none such unsuitable, suited for her"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4614887228951679518-3809964136908897759?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3809964136908897759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=3809964136908897759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3809964136908897759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3809964136908897759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/08/julien.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpQF8e5qivI/AAAAAAAAAGw/hKd1pzKwfvk/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-6362272227009938649</id><published>2009-08-24T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:14:16.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpFoQ-J_SgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KfuYgSC4nU0/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpFoQ-J_SgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KfuYgSC4nU0/s320/smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373190471201802754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Shall no longer masked my thoughts in parables just for tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;It just felt so nostalgia as i walked pass my old neighbourhood. I wished i could hear the laughter's and nagging of the grandma's again. The aged tree still stood by the canal, providing shelter to those who played under it. The canal is still as calm and gentle with streams of water flowing. I missed those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Its time for me to give back what i had earned again. Always a strong believer in reaping and sowing, i decided to put forth my strength to serve the people again. I love people, i love smiles, i love delightful people and i want to see people happy. I shall sow my time to those who are in need of it. I am too fortunate to have a life of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A sense of joy and sadness along with a hint of confusion engulfed me. I am afraid i would scared my joy away, with a possibility of being able to do so brought forth confusion. Yet the end result seems like a wave of sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I wish, I pray, I hope, I yearn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Earnestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;that things don't just conform to people's expectation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;With love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Julian. L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&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/4614887228951679518-6362272227009938649?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6362272227009938649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6362272227009938649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6362272227009938649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6362272227009938649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/08/shall-no-longer-masked-my-thoughts-in.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpFoQ-J_SgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KfuYgSC4nU0/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-8314769060118872063</id><published>2009-08-23T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:04:08.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpAiUu5Y3ZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/afhA8atLNMA/s1600-h/DSC_0826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpAiUu5Y3ZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/afhA8atLNMA/s320/DSC_0826.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372832095034465682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A Singular path,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;with no returns,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Regrets are just foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SpAiUu5Y3ZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/afhA8atLNMA/s72-c/DSC_0826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-6670320964827722045</id><published>2009-08-20T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:06:52.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/So0B0e6j3BI/AAAAAAAAAGY/bf6U0TPUl54/s1600-h/left+feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/So0B0e6j3BI/AAAAAAAAAGY/bf6U0TPUl54/s320/left+feet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371951931686378514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;20/08/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a boy with two left feet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I ain't got the slickest move,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I ain't got the groove of the move to charm you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I am a boy with words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I got sweet heartfelt words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I got only words of the moment to steal your heart away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Never truly understood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;why i can't be a fool at thy sight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;but i am a fool gone wild for thy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;foolish silliness i will for thy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A moment of the fleeting, a moment like this, some people had waited for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Embrace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-6670320964827722045?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/So0B0e6j3BI/AAAAAAAAAGY/bf6U0TPUl54/s72-c/left+feet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-7148268189319147806</id><published>2009-08-18T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T17:03:29.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SopiUktgVmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/9PNztTIqM-o/s1600-h/85887923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SopiUktgVmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/9PNztTIqM-o/s320/85887923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371213611184182882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shall it be like before&lt;br /&gt;awaits as time passes by&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;shall i be like never&lt;br /&gt;grasps whats within my grips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooed and wooed endlessly&lt;br /&gt;I did not cease&lt;br /&gt;somewhat pensively i chase&lt;br /&gt;with quiet blending i sang of love&lt;br /&gt;oh of serious faith and inward glee&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-7148268189319147806?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7148268189319147806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-300569701583884065</id><published>2009-08-16T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T12:20:21.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>\</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SogtLx-bV0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/hX_7Ai5IaLk/s1600-h/in+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SogtLx-bV0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/hX_7Ai5IaLk/s320/in+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370592236056303426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;infatuated oh of serious faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;repugnance is equate to null,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;exquisite smile of her eyes,          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;nevertheless thy beauty flows, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;  expression of infancy je will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Amidst the flowery words only one word truly expresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;~ 18grams of love ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;To: ___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;A prelude to a sequel.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-300569701583884065?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/300569701583884065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=300569701583884065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/300569701583884065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/300569701583884065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/08/irene.html' title='\'/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SogtLx-bV0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/hX_7Ai5IaLk/s72-c/in+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-7608918220789473809</id><published>2009-08-08T13:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T14:06:50.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sn0UlpDdgSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7FwYzBTme1A/s1600-h/car1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sn0UlpDdgSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7FwYzBTme1A/s320/car1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367468967803584802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The sensation had almost a tentative feeling to it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;liken the gossamer wing of a butterfly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;brushing pass silently,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stirring up nothing in void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Forgotten was the uncertainty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the shyness in their place,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;remained unbridled in solemness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the journey to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It was the first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;never to be taken again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Once to it all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;till again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perpetual at the lost of words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;silent yet steady i acknowledge it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the moment too soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;like a rings of consonants,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Journey home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;With grace and serenity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Clara The Java Chip Munk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4614887228951679518-7608918220789473809?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7608918220789473809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=7608918220789473809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/7608918220789473809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/7608918220789473809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/08/sensation-had-almost-tentative-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sn0UlpDdgSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7FwYzBTme1A/s72-c/car1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-9093943895887840585</id><published>2009-08-03T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:35:42.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Snb0bU0GCEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_VilQWoKhuU/s1600-h/Picture+696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Snb0bU0GCEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_VilQWoKhuU/s320/Picture+696.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365744756339378242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I am not a boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;not yet a man to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;ALone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Reminisce on all the things i had done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I would have been someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Dear Julien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Alone doesn't mean you are lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;As per norm, you took sometime off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Spending a few little hours alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Walking and strolling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Collecting your emotions and mind again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Many are the times huge weights lay upon thy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Few are the times joy overtake thy heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Always overjoyed for the tiny sparkles in thy eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;yet this sparkles are like supernovas in the admist,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Always pondering on thy one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Always praying earnestly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Always hoping for the well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Always ending up distracted by the tiny sparkles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Like a miner in the mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Toll and Slave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;A single sparkle brings delight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;A warmness of the heart saved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;A love overflowing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hirtheto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will still,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toll,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yearn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dearest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-9093943895887840585?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/9093943895887840585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=9093943895887840585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/9093943895887840585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/9093943895887840585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-not-boy-not-yet-man-to-be-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Snb0bU0GCEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_VilQWoKhuU/s72-c/Picture+696.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-6154302337480534163</id><published>2009-07-28T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:44:55.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sm8Nb3OCQ9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Thrf4J7xf70/s1600-h/bee3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sm8Nb3OCQ9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Thrf4J7xf70/s320/bee3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363520453551997906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Amidst the field i stood,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singular yet similarity surrounds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Solemnly yet brightly i awaits,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A touch from thy bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a upon a time,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angel loves me so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;But my thoughts of yearning,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depicts a kite without a string,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooed and Cooed in vanity,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endlessly &amp;amp; aimlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-6154302337480534163?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6154302337480534163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6154302337480534163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6154302337480534163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6154302337480534163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/07/amidst-field-i-stood-singular-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/Sm8Nb3OCQ9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Thrf4J7xf70/s72-c/bee3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-8475789330661471158</id><published>2009-06-30T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:42:53.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SkoIQuDlqGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ROkVYp_HhVs/s1600-h/wall1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SkoIQuDlqGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ROkVYp_HhVs/s320/wall1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353100190417266786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Come sit on my wall,&lt;br /&gt;and we be the greatest story of them all,&lt;br /&gt;tell it like you still believe it,&lt;br /&gt;that at end of the century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that brings a change for you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing unusual, nothing strange&lt;br /&gt;its close to nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit older.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit wiser,&lt;br /&gt;right here right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeking through my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;I see it all played out.&lt;br /&gt;So much to wonder, so much to bother&lt;br /&gt;just let it all fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did it fill my sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;with the words they borrow.&lt;br /&gt;from the only place they know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they sing hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;when it mean nothing to jar,&lt;br /&gt;why they sing with me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be with my jar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just sing my own song after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-8475789330661471158?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8475789330661471158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=8475789330661471158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8475789330661471158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8475789330661471158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/06/come-sit-on-my-wall-and-we-be-greatest.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SkoIQuDlqGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ROkVYp_HhVs/s72-c/wall1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-3558470416525665996</id><published>2009-06-23T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:54:57.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SkDd5EQ1XbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/tsRrL-ZzEis/s1600-h/200225132-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SkDd5EQ1XbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/tsRrL-ZzEis/s320/200225132-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350520329782779314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Thinking I'm closer to the heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;of what it means to know just who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Thinking I've finally found a better place to start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;But no one seems to understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to try to get to where you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Could it be your not that far ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Your the voice I hear inside my head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The reason i am singing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I need to find you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I got to find you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Your the missing piece i need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The song inside of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I need to find you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I got to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Replaying and repeating, the phrase of feelings, the song in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;A tape that doesn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;There is no point in hiding myself no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I always been that kind of boy that hid my face, so afraid to tell the world what i gotta do. But i have this dream, right inside of me. I going to let it show, tell the world. It's time for you to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;That this is me, this is real. I m feeling what i am suppose to be, now i'm gonna take my chances. Now i found, who i know, yet there's no where to hold it in. No point in hiding who i wanna be with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;~Where are you? I have been searching. yet i still can't find you. I am tired.~&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-3558470416525665996?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3558470416525665996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=3558470416525665996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3558470416525665996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3558470416525665996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/06/thinking-im-closer-to-heart-of-what-it.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SkDd5EQ1XbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/tsRrL-ZzEis/s72-c/200225132-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-7150399157755234829</id><published>2009-05-30T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:43:31.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SiFSUq_C9MI/AAAAAAAAAFI/deUa1cYbPOk/s1600-h/DSC_0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SiFSUq_C9MI/AAAAAAAAAFI/deUa1cYbPOk/s320/DSC_0273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341641148127704258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Got to move on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;To be who i am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I don't belong here,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will find our place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; in the world someday,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least for now,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go my way.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet i don't want to leave it all behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;But if i get my hopes to high,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to watch them fall everytime,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colours turn grey,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind blow loneliness,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;you'll be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't   help   but   wait &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-7150399157755234829?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7150399157755234829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=7150399157755234829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/7150399157755234829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/7150399157755234829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/got-to-move-on-to-be-who-i-am-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SiFSUq_C9MI/AAAAAAAAAFI/deUa1cYbPOk/s72-c/DSC_0273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-6923176989463784148</id><published>2009-05-28T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:40:34.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;~I can't help but wait....till~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;When did i last glance at your face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought that ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my heart, in my breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;How far the distance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your shadow encompasses me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Tears dried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;feelings, i can't understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;At my weakest moment who will see it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who would know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;my tears dried, my heart brokenness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I wish i could say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Stay near me - do not take thy flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little longer stay in sigh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much converse do i find in thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historian of my infancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And of steady bliss, he sang of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a prequel to that sequel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-6923176989463784148?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6923176989463784148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6923176989463784148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6923176989463784148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6923176989463784148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cant-help-but-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-4731651822471795728</id><published>2009-05-25T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:12:46.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julian.L'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Substitute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Spare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatally flat i am,&lt;br /&gt;I'm easily bored,&lt;br /&gt;is that okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Write me off your list?&lt;br /&gt;Make this the last kiss,&lt;br /&gt;I walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Let's pretend we never met!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Done and Finish.&lt;br /&gt;Its an end.&lt;br /&gt;We deserve better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A road trip,&lt;br /&gt;A journey of emotions,&lt;br /&gt;Planned routes or Alternate routes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dedicated to Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh! Get me away from i am dying,&lt;br /&gt;Play me a song to set me free&lt;br /&gt;Nobody writes them like they used to&lt;br /&gt;So it may as well be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Julian.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-4731651822471795728?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4731651822471795728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=4731651822471795728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4731651822471795728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4731651822471795728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/substitute-spare-back-up-fatally-flat-i.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-5837943753903803264</id><published>2009-05-18T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:56:46.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;A subtle voice nudge the anchor of my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Craters of my heart shaken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Eyes blinded, steps frozen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Once, twice, here at the line,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Yet who will be there to pull me across,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Times i struggle to cross,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Many left and went by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Bear the cross?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;the people celebrate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Abandon the cross?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;the people change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Feet driven into grounds or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Feet that flee at every turns?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Will one be courageous when i am timid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Will one pull me when i am stuck,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Will one take initiative when i am afraid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Will one be the guy when i am the girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Will there ever be one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Julian.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-5837943753903803264?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5837943753903803264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=5837943753903803264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5837943753903803264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5837943753903803264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/subtle-voice-nudge-anchor-of-my-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-66611630127146599</id><published>2009-05-13T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:01:57.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SgmqYmqOjXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/V1HRKaBXvgs/s1600-h/85432815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SgmqYmqOjXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/V1HRKaBXvgs/s320/85432815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334982573268307314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Row row row the boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gently down the stream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thy as the boat, keeps the water at bay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The clamorous wave may bring you along a shady shore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Independently Thy might survive, in fellowship Thy is strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Je as the oar, as small as mon can be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let Je gentle touch be a guide  and move Thou to Thy dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without Je, Thy might survive, yet with Thy we are as one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sampan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Julian.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-66611630127146599?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/66611630127146599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=66611630127146599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/66611630127146599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/66611630127146599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/row-row-row-boat-gently-down-stream-thy.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SgmqYmqOjXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/V1HRKaBXvgs/s72-c/85432815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-8641952028709679381</id><published>2009-05-11T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:55:17.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Words unmasked, Unmasked words are true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;True to myself, Myself to true are moves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Moves reveal, Reveal moves my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Heart pounding, Pounding heart just catches my breathe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Breathe emotion, Emotion breathe through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;It just simple, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Someone once say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"Nothing is too little for me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Julian.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-8641952028709679381?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8641952028709679381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=8641952028709679381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8641952028709679381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8641952028709679381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/words-unmasked-unmasked-words-are-true.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-6711489686619313469</id><published>2009-05-01T14:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:04:27.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SfqVlFItW2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/t4nGx65WGM0/s1600-h/DSC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SfqVlFItW2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/t4nGx65WGM0/s320/DSC_0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330737573212805986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dinner at Thai Express~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SfqVlHUOz4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/_I21f-vrskQ/s1600-h/DSC_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SfqVlHUOz4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/_I21f-vrskQ/s320/DSC_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330737573798006658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Mesmerizing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SfqVmO0Fr1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/1o00zZzp0Qg/s1600-h/DSC_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SfqVmO0Fr1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/1o00zZzp0Qg/s320/DSC_0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330737592990543698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;~Hmmmmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SfqVlq9RJ5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/VSQOlsr6lx8/s1600-h/DSC_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SfqVlq9RJ5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/VSQOlsr6lx8/s320/DSC_0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330737583365367698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Don't tell mummy! ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A rendezvous that never ends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;yet it ended so briefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Thy touch still lingers on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; bare skin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Thy fragrance engraved into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Leave me not, for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; say, but not for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; to decree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Let's not chance upon and jump to the sidewalk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chance have been toying for years,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;not quite ready yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;to become their destiny,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;it pushed them close, drove them apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;it barred their path,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;stifling a laugh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;and leap aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Every beginning is only a sequel, after all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; the book of events,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;is always open halfway through.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Julian.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-6711489686619313469?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6711489686619313469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6711489686619313469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6711489686619313469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6711489686619313469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/dinner-at-thai-express-mesmerizing.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SfqVlFItW2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/t4nGx65WGM0/s72-c/DSC_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-3710585666482824013</id><published>2009-04-25T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:43:27.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Je &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;heart flutters as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; lean towards &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Such a short moment, such a brief splendor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; tried to freeze the moment we had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;yet time wasn't for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; to control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;At the destination where we arrived,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; had to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;All &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; could see was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;How enchanting is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;How lovely is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;How luxurious is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; lips,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;How amazing is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;touch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; had stole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; heart in an instant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Words that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Je &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;couldn't speak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Meanings Je couldn't express,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;All that been contained in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Je &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;heart for too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; wants to..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Julien. L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-3710585666482824013?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3710585666482824013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=3710585666482824013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3710585666482824013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3710585666482824013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/04/je-heart-flutters-as-thy-lean-towards.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-2033464559431273020</id><published>2009-04-02T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:26:31.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A dream i had, my child it was, nurtured it was what i did and i was proud of it Sloughing hard in tears and pain, finally a glimpse of hope appear.  Short lived was my child. How could i see my child cruelly and harshly being shot to death. I was incapable, weak and feeble to savage it. Involuntarily forced to bear whole scene right in front of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for it and i wanted to protect it yet i am not strong enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i had to embrace a child which wasn't mine to begin with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The failure of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fading into depression,&lt;br /&gt;i cut my dream,&lt;br /&gt;i cut my life,&lt;br /&gt;its bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;its turning pale.&lt;br /&gt;yet its heals,&lt;br /&gt;to form a scar.&lt;br /&gt;that remains&lt;br /&gt;till i falls into&lt;br /&gt;the wooden box,&lt;br /&gt;sealed with nail,&lt;br /&gt;covered with dirt,&lt;br /&gt;erected by a stone,&lt;br /&gt;overgrown with grass.&lt;br /&gt;remember me not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i am nameless,&lt;br /&gt;for i am worthless,&lt;br /&gt;for i am soundless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The death of melancholy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-2033464559431273020?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2033464559431273020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=2033464559431273020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2033464559431273020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2033464559431273020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream-i-had-my-child-it-was-nurtured-it.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-6479534646168793154</id><published>2009-04-01T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:30:18.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I pray to God you"ll give me one more chance girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Yet all i could do is sing a sweet serenade for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I"ll be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;These five words i swear you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;When you breathe i want to be the air for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I"ll be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Words can't say what a love can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I"ll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This man here is dying,&lt;br /&gt;His heart is bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;But you can't see his blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a fighter,&lt;br /&gt;yet without you he just gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can't sing a love song,&lt;br /&gt;like it meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"ll be there&lt;br /&gt;till the sun don't shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the heaven burst and&lt;br /&gt;the words don't rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I am all about words. Thats what i am all about. Just words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-6479534646168793154?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6479534646168793154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6479534646168793154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6479534646168793154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6479534646168793154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-pray-to-god-youll-give-me-one-more.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-9108589658813740548</id><published>2009-03-15T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:54:21.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;when passion arrive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;you don't have to hide, you don't have to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;there is no need to chase, no need to wooed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;yet not being able to catch it would be the fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I am use to being alone, i am use to eating alone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I learn to live alone, i learn to speak alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I walk alone,I travel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I sleep alone, I sing alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Alone i write, Alone i read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i write poems alone, I write songs alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hitherto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;that's Julian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Julien. L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The accent of the floweriest tone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-9108589658813740548?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/9108589658813740548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=9108589658813740548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/9108589658813740548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/9108589658813740548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-passion-arrive-you-dont-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-8188333127399714763</id><published>2009-03-09T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:11:33.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;One word, two say, three alphabets, four events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;A singular word that pushes all the happenings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;encumbered with word yet the action speaks it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;would the result of that word be a new beginning or another hope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;The word that brings me through it all is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"YES"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Julien. L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&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/4614887228951679518-8188333127399714763?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8188333127399714763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=8188333127399714763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8188333127399714763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8188333127399714763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-word-two-say-three-alphabets-four.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-3806025813732415556</id><published>2009-02-24T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:53:56.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;yearning for a pastoral life,&lt;br /&gt;at a dell where i will dwell,&lt;br /&gt;afar from the grandeur,&lt;br /&gt;words and lyrics are my chattels,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will that be enough,&lt;br /&gt;enough to entice thy heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreams and dreams filled my pockets,&lt;br /&gt;empty pockets full of dreams are my best-est.&lt;br /&gt;soaring sky seems within my reach,&lt;br /&gt;what a fool was i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet steady bliss, and all of love,&lt;br /&gt;i did not cease but chases and wooed,&lt;br /&gt;somewhat pensively i wooed,&lt;br /&gt;sang of love, with quiet blending,&lt;br /&gt;slow to begin, and never ending,&lt;br /&gt;of thoughtful faith, and inward glee&lt;br /&gt;that was my song to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Julien. L&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-3806025813732415556?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3806025813732415556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=3806025813732415556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3806025813732415556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3806025813732415556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/02/yearning-for-pastoral-life-at-dell.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-8489863593394024714</id><published>2009-02-18T20:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:52:29.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SZwCzUVElkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gdfIx_pweww/s1600-h/rkt129-029_k1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 82px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SZwCzUVElkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gdfIx_pweww/s320/rkt129-029_k1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304117541789275714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why je heart quivers, why je faith forsakes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A mo amid Aleksander Michailovich Ivanov-Kramskoy melody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Portray the forlorn of je heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Words, countless words, encumbered words are all je have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Are they enough, are they worthy to win thy heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Absolutely je am uncertain, je am lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thy light thy smile might just set all wrongs right.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;moment me voler ma chance de vous connaître, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;une fois, jamais plus je laisse le faire une fois de plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;je vais me battre i va courir après vous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Vous êtes mes spéciale tournesol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tous ses secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Julien. L&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-8489863593394024714?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8489863593394024714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=8489863593394024714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8489863593394024714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8489863593394024714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-je-heart-quivers-why-je-faith.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SZwCzUVElkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gdfIx_pweww/s72-c/rkt129-029_k1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-6183714348948320940</id><published>2009-02-15T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:54:14.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SZb2yom49sI/AAAAAAAAAEI/aW_voMLsPUc/s1600-h/DSC04134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SZb2yom49sI/AAAAAAAAAEI/aW_voMLsPUc/s320/DSC04134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302696961029764802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-6183714348948320940?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6183714348948320940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6183714348948320940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6183714348948320940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6183714348948320940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SZb2yom49sI/AAAAAAAAAEI/aW_voMLsPUc/s72-c/DSC04134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-5191260287958616800</id><published>2009-02-14T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:08:23.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;and it goes to show that the moral of the story is boy loves girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;the ways that is unfolded is yet to be told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;the ending should be left alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SZZtBKEbrBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mSEXVZu2O7E/s1600-h/DSC04133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SZZtBKEbrBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mSEXVZu2O7E/s320/DSC04133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302545477925579794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Happy and a happier man am i. Got 4 goody G2000 shirts for kinda cheap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;four goody pastel colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;throbbing sensation, discomfort felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;my lower torso hurts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;time have yet proven its the winner of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-5191260287958616800?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5191260287958616800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=5191260287958616800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5191260287958616800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5191260287958616800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-it-goes-to-show-that-moral-of-story.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SZZtBKEbrBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mSEXVZu2O7E/s72-c/DSC04133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-2190943957620748641</id><published>2009-02-12T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:01:26.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;illusions and once used to be had passes by in a fleeting moments of them all,&lt;br /&gt;helplessly with my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;yet avoiding confrontation just lacks tact in a situation.&lt;br /&gt;there is a time to fight, a time to retreat and a time of ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;my resolution had been re-enforce by that sparkles of their words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: them &amp;amp; them &amp;amp; them &amp;amp; them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301941442188644802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SZRHppmTkcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bti262_eI2w/s320/My_Song_by_todo_el_mundo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She had me holding my breathe,&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe she know how amazing is she,&lt;br /&gt;I making it sound foolish and even it's mushy.&lt;br /&gt;being brave i should had been,&lt;br /&gt;but all those light could make one blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you gonna ask me, this is just too overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;Hitherto let things happened that so naturally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Julien.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-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/4614887228951679518-2190943957620748641?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2190943957620748641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=2190943957620748641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2190943957620748641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2190943957620748641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2009/02/resolution-illusions-and-once-used-to_12.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SZRHppmTkcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bti262_eI2w/s72-c/My_Song_by_todo_el_mundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-811571143854143311</id><published>2008-11-02T21:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:18:22.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chasing wasn’t my forte yet dreaming would be good. Leaving on a jet plane to a far away continent, to a place where I couldn’t go. Waiting patiently, the waiting starts once again. There might be a gap in all yet bridging it won’t be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;See is to believe, hearing isn’t everything to me. Hitherto I will still be trying. Picture perfect wasn’t ideal at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I fell much deeper than I had imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y…. Maybe you are the one.Can i give you a windmill ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-811571143854143311?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/811571143854143311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=811571143854143311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/811571143854143311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/811571143854143311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/11/normal-0-false-false-false.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-5286785010566208677</id><published>2008-09-12T23:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:08:05.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SMqTrymxq6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/BejUJlBx9jU/s1600-h/71673735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SMqTrymxq6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/BejUJlBx9jU/s320/71673735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245167096554433442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In a manner of speaking, I just wanted to say, I could never forget the way. That silence told me everything by saying nothing. The way I am felling ohhh it’s beyond what words can say. Give me the words that tell me everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a manner of speaking I should find a way to tell you everything, just by saying nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is life in September, quiet nights, quiet stars and I am here wondering about something. Because you are fragile and I am weak, so fall when the nights go younger, go to sleep, you will wake up. I am here sitting and I will wait till spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you drift when the days grow colder, away from me, to look your back. Far away I may guide but I am here until spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-5286785010566208677?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5286785010566208677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=5286785010566208677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5286785010566208677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5286785010566208677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/09/normal-0-false-false-false_12.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SMqTrymxq6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/BejUJlBx9jU/s72-c/71673735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-4181097689029969565</id><published>2008-09-09T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:41:26.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SMZugs4YwBI/AAAAAAAAABs/FkCe-5pAk7I/s1600-h/78712200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SMZugs4YwBI/AAAAAAAAABs/FkCe-5pAk7I/s320/78712200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244000324202053650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-language:EN-US;} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 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color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was lost in your grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-4181097689029969565?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4181097689029969565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=4181097689029969565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4181097689029969565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4181097689029969565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/09/normal-0-false-false-false.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SMZugs4YwBI/AAAAAAAAABs/FkCe-5pAk7I/s72-c/78712200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-836803130349868440</id><published>2008-09-07T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:58:45.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;The world I woke up to today was distorted. Baffled by the settings around me, I just stared into the void. The first three hours of my day was spent in solitary. Feeling grumpy and sulky, I headed out. I walked, I shopped and I kept pondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Something was missing in my life, I felt dejected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Was it you who spoke the words that things will happen but not to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Oh see I’m all about them words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Unencumbered numbered words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Pages and pages of words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Much more words I had ever heard off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Don’t be fool my words, because they are only words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And it’s all that I have now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SMPpNh94GgI/AAAAAAAAABk/uGTqcfxIrbg/s1600-h/sb10068605e-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SMPpNh94GgI/AAAAAAAAABk/uGTqcfxIrbg/s320/sb10068605e-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243290809854859778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;oh well,  I will still continue singing my songs and walking on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;However ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I am still willingly to risk it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-836803130349868440?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/836803130349868440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=836803130349868440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/836803130349868440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/836803130349868440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/09/world-i-woke-up-to-today-was-distorted.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SMPpNh94GgI/AAAAAAAAABk/uGTqcfxIrbg/s72-c/sb10068605e-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-5234670603796745158</id><published>2008-09-02T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:54:52.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;  &lt;!--   @page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in }   P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }  --&gt;  &lt;/style&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" align="center"&gt;Out one day, walking one day. Out one day.....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" align="center"&gt;Just a very random phrase that goes through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been idler for a month. Being inclined to my lazy nature, causes my blog to turn stagnant. The month of august was amazing. I enjoyed August. But but the last day of August was an unexpected turn.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Never did I know, never did I expected.. I am blessed by the turn of events. Things usually happened but it would not happened to me.. Hitherto things happened so naturally. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days in September brightens up. I felt driven and all ready to give my best. I was perked up, energized and tuned up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rock my sock,&lt;br /&gt;Your character is contagious,&lt;br /&gt;Your passion brings a smile to me,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;~Allure~  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-5234670603796745158?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5234670603796745158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=5234670603796745158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5234670603796745158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5234670603796745158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/09/out-one-day-walking-one-day.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-4699229681198790245</id><published>2008-07-27T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:02:40.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Life seems to come to a stand still. Everything is not moving. Nothing much excites me.Days like days drag the day longer. I dislike this feeling.Whenever this moment comes, thoughts flooded my mind.Why ain't I taking the chances?All the lovely dovely stuff really make me yearn for one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Somehow this is what I really feel;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Every time I think of you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I get shot right through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;into a bolt of blue(depressed,dejected,low,fed up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's no problem of mine truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But it's a problem I find,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;trying to leave a life I can't leave behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Friends there's really no sense in telling me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The wisdom of a fool won't set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That's the way that it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and it's what nobody really knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's just everyday my confusion grows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I feel fine &amp;amp; I feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But I feel like I never should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Whenever I get this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I just don't know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Every time I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I get down on my knees and pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just waiting for the final moment you said the words that I can't said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Julian.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-4699229681198790245?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4699229681198790245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=4699229681198790245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4699229681198790245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4699229681198790245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/07/win32-life-seems-to-come-to-stand-still.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-3746704885810180227</id><published>2008-07-17T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:35:23.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I, I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I, I miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt;You, you left me feeling high and dry.&lt;br /&gt;You, you knew what you were doing to me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt;And&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt;I,I guess I was too blind to see.&lt;br /&gt;Blind to see what you are doing to me.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt;Yet you, had another direction.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me with nothing but a dead connection.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;If I were to call you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say that I'm fine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But you can't tell by the tone of my voice, it's just a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;It hurts. But I would do it again to relive what we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;~The Canopy Promise~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" align="center"&gt;I will hold up to it.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" align="center"&gt;Will you hold up to it? Don't lead me on to a place where, where it's timeless for me.I may be another option,choice yet why placed me in the shopping cart?&lt;br /&gt;Lukewarmness is not right for me. Please either be hot or cold.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Julian.L&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-3746704885810180227?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3746704885810180227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=3746704885810180227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3746704885810180227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3746704885810180227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-3839306167317837493</id><published>2008-07-11T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:16:36.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I ransacked through my past e-mails and I came across a folder named “My Beautiful Process”. The stuff that filled the folder would either make me smile at my foolishness, wondering about sweetness, remember how is it to be love, the pangs of pain of losing a love one and lastly wept in sorrows. This mysterious folder is my pride of yesterday and the shadow of yesteryear. It may well be a baggage whom one might discarded it long ago. It still rock my world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;The date approaches slowly. Flipping through the mails, I realized that it all began on the same day. Being brought together on the same date but we still parted unknowingly. It had been four years. That's kinda long. We all have grown up and yet.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was then while my words was filled with passion and adoration. It was the turning point. The prelude to all that I am now. The beginning of the story. Gay was still the word and now it is still the word for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem of the yesteryear was sent and was charged with feelings I couldn't comprehend. It's all too late for me realize it now. I lost a part of me to you.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I still miss you. I still pray.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;But I know it such an inconvenient truth for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by Eric W.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often I tend to notice things,&lt;br /&gt;And cannot help but think of you&lt;br /&gt;A certain flower or a baby`s smile&lt;br /&gt;Something as silly as the color blue&lt;br /&gt;Or a morning`s breeze across my face,&lt;br /&gt;Like your gentle whisper in my ear&lt;br /&gt;The rubbing on of a certain scent,&lt;br /&gt;And I swear it`s just like you`re here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the little things that often pass,&lt;br /&gt;Without a second thought or wonder why&lt;br /&gt;Later seem to mean so much&lt;br /&gt;So dear to my heart it makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;A song who's lyrics can open my love&lt;br /&gt;Unleashing such feelings for you&lt;br /&gt;I picture us dancing so close, so tight&lt;br /&gt;And how all my dreams have come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sun fades, day gives way to night,&lt;br /&gt;And the stars begin to shine,&lt;br /&gt;I see each sparkle from inside your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And that`s how I know that you`re mine&lt;br /&gt;It`s the simple things like this,&lt;br /&gt;That though apart, I continue to see&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the day we`re together as one&lt;br /&gt;And share all these "little things" with me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Julian L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-3839306167317837493?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3839306167317837493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=3839306167317837493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3839306167317837493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/3839306167317837493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-ransacked-through-my-past-e-mails-and.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-2983096452250132047</id><published>2008-07-07T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:05:26.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;It was such an abrupt start to the sleepy Monday morning with dreams hanging in halt. Why does the yearning increases as the day approaches. My motivation is brandish with flame of determination to head on without looking back. Grant me the mental capabilities and physical power to go by and through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinning of the surface just reveals what mechanism is working underneath the façade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY,&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t want to lose this chance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Because I will never know when it will come by again.&lt;br /&gt;I am Julian.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Signed: Julian L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-2983096452250132047?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2983096452250132047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=2983096452250132047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2983096452250132047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2983096452250132047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-was-such-abrupt-start-to-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-8011480617074454519</id><published>2008-07-04T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:12:38.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt;Feelings that was hidden deep now resurface to haunt. I can't possible fool myself any longer. As much as I yearn to break free from this self-devouring cycle, I am actually not covering any grounds at all. Maybe it's just the time of the year again. The 196 day of the year is coming closer. The date that hold too much of my mystery and my pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the date that I would like to rejoice in and yet collapse into emotions overhaul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single moment, I really would like to confess; to me you are perfect. I can't just do that. It will just spoil everything that I had been carefully protecting. I look like I don't bother, I don't even want to speak about. But the truth I know, I am not ready for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it take someone else to set me free from this mental encasement? Someone to steal the ideal from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be a barrier that somehow unbreakable. Is it the past? Or does the future had something intricate install for us?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt;Personally I would like to take the past as memories, the future as an adventure but the present as a gift.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt;Would you like to be part of it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt;I am still me. If I had change, I wonder to what extend will that be?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Still a dreamer that floats in my world of fantasy. Aimless and naive. Would circumstances force me to be take things the other way round? Do I really have to do it and cause some unpleasantness? Yet I will give it a pass. I ain't cut out for it. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Still a jewel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SG5JI7sOz4I/AAAAAAAAABc/qH_w-9qyHHE/s1600-h/DSC01447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SG5JI7sOz4I/AAAAAAAAABc/qH_w-9qyHHE/s320/DSC01447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219189435979976578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-8011480617074454519?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8011480617074454519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=8011480617074454519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8011480617074454519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8011480617074454519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/07/feelings-that-was-hidden-deep-now.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SG5JI7sOz4I/AAAAAAAAABc/qH_w-9qyHHE/s72-c/DSC01447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-4854465410060226151</id><published>2008-06-22T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:58:27.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A dream struck my mind. Reality and fantasy is just a line apart. I woke up to find my mind impede of its function. It was so real! I really yearn for it. Yet it’s such a far cry from ideal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Complexity is yet simplicity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; The reader read out of his perspective in the view of his own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-4854465410060226151?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4854465410060226151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=4854465410060226151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4854465410060226151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4854465410060226151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/06/dream-struck-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-2709185902416691798</id><published>2008-06-21T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T00:59:22.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Beautiful and gorgeous people are all around me. Smiles and frowns. Everyone is dating, everyone's having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I have become lonely. Friends are having different schedule, lifestyle and commitments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I want to break free from this cycle. I am just a homely man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Staring within my reach,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Grasping within my means,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Fear in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yet courage prevails in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Lonesome.&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-2709185902416691798?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2709185902416691798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=2709185902416691798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2709185902416691798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2709185902416691798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/06/beautiful-and-gorgeous-people-are-all.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-9119260069078986681</id><published>2008-06-18T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:49:27.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just moments before I entered the room my pulse were racing, adrenaline rushed, blood gushed into my brain and i was hysterical. A sense of untold anticipation surrounds me. It was like the time of my life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things haven't been looking good for me. Life isn't that smooth sailing at all. I struggled, I fought, I worked, I crack my skull and I am still alive. Many things filled my mind with doubts. I have many goals in life, yet when will I achieve them all. New goals will just appear as I grow older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Time had go by me, when will it be my next opening? Do I feel liberated by that? I don't think likewise. Is everything still fine for you? Is everything coming into place in your life? I do hope so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:100%;color:#000000;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I just remember, Julian actually means youthful one. I am getting old but I am still young at heart. Childish at times? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;Julian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-9119260069078986681?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/9119260069078986681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=9119260069078986681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/9119260069078986681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/9119260069078986681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-moments-before-i-entered-room-my.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-1208814119753620605</id><published>2008-06-08T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T17:13:40.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt;Sunday is the best!! I get to see her again, thou it’s just for the second time. Even it’s just a short min or stealing a glance. It’s all worth while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, next week!! Definitely I will make my move.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt;She has the lips of an angel, eyes that steals my heart, a smile that enchant me, and a look that is still so mystifying. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;What would I do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; She is a guitar teacher, she teaches music theory and she look like my age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; Oh my… I have gone stupid and dumb. Being an adult and having such a teenage feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hitherto,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it began with a glance,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Move on with a smile,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Spark on by chemistry,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;And it had just electrocuted me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I AM GOING TO EXPLODE!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-1208814119753620605?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1208814119753620605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=1208814119753620605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1208814119753620605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1208814119753620605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-is-best-i-get-to-see-her-again.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-7859525983081516074</id><published>2008-06-01T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:48:22.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I met an angel. Her eyes carry such a gentle softness and her smile brought such unusual warmth. It had been quite some time since I last felt this. Butterflies exploded in my tummy. My pulsing was racing. Yet it just another meeting of the strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have locked our memories in the past with yet those entirely familiar scenes that kept playing in my mind. My friends said that I have change and a hint of loneliness follows me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I didn’t put in my best effort, I didn’t cherish before, I shouldn’t have let go then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Without you, I don’t have the love I yearn for. The rest doesn’t matters anymore. Those days without you, had confined me in a maze. I miss your smile and when will it be again we meet?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It’s too late to realize that happiness had just passed by….&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/4614887228951679518-7859525983081516074?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7859525983081516074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=7859525983081516074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/7859525983081516074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/7859525983081516074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-met-angel.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-6849734915281216913</id><published>2008-05-19T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:40:21.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" align="center"&gt;I had always been yearning for the life across the single. I guess I was wrong in my mindset which causes me to retain my status. I felt I can’t commit much right now, and what I asked for is just too much. Changes are just part and parcel of life; however my priority is to get my career straighten out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I got my lazy ass off the ground to start cleaning up my room. I change some of the furniture placing yet its still messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping with Piles, Ben and Darren on Saturday. We had a great lunch, follow by some chick viewing. Wow….. &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s girls are looking great recently. I brought a long sleeve which look so handsome on me, and Burberry berms which felt like boxer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Saturday was a day filled with fun and awkwardness. I had a good laugh after that. It was Jin Fan’s birthday. I was the chef again!! Moi chicken wings still won over the crowd, followed by crazy drinking and playing by the pool. Many got wet but I survived!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; To Bee,&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;All we had was just one summer, when will we meet once again.&lt;br /&gt;But like they say the world keeps turning.&lt;br /&gt;As the leaves would’ve fallen, we should fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscence of all the silly things I had done, firstly was composing you a poem.&lt;br /&gt;For you I will accomplish all that’s impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Hitherto thy name still remains enchanting.&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful smile is worth it all.&lt;br /&gt;When the final day comes, I know the angles will see. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;By, Sunflower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-6849734915281216913?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6849734915281216913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6849734915281216913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6849734915281216913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6849734915281216913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-had-always-been-yearning-for-life.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-2131220423783574013</id><published>2008-05-10T22:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T10:35:40.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SCZY4SIZAGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/I93_7POaTZ4/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SCZY4SIZAGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/I93_7POaTZ4/s320/DSC01230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198940543808766050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Piles &amp;amp;I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SCZY4iIZAHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2ug8Qac1ZzU/s1600-h/DSC01218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SCZY4iIZAHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2ug8Qac1ZzU/s320/DSC01218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198940548103733362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SCZY4yIZAII/AAAAAAAAABE/YeMCI-mUKMA/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SCZY4yIZAII/AAAAAAAAABE/YeMCI-mUKMA/s320/DSC01220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198940552398700674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SCZY5SIZAJI/AAAAAAAAABM/1tGj6MzyU2w/s1600-h/DSC01211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SCZY5SIZAJI/AAAAAAAAABM/1tGj6MzyU2w/s320/DSC01211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198940560988635282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCT 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SCZY5iIZAKI/AAAAAAAAABU/0o4Vpz4XBX8/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SCZY5iIZAKI/AAAAAAAAABU/0o4Vpz4XBX8/s320/DSC01228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198940565283602594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; The Zulu OCT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Arial;" &gt;It had been a good 7 to 8 months in training. I had forged many great friendship and brotherhood. I learned many invaluable lessons of life. Countless reminder to be at the best still rings in my mind. Where will i go from here ? Come what may, every new phase is just another challenge. Giving my best in all, i will have no more regrets even if i had failed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Arial;" &gt;This love we had will not return once it had go by us.&lt;br /&gt;Hitherto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Arial;" &gt;to this date i am still awaiting in silence.&lt;br /&gt;This love we had had came to an end for you and yet an encumbrance to me.&lt;br /&gt;Forevermore i am still unable to discard this love.&lt;br /&gt;In the end i am still yours....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-2131220423783574013?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2131220423783574013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=2131220423783574013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2131220423783574013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2131220423783574013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-had-been-good-7-to-8-months-in.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/SCZY4SIZAGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/I93_7POaTZ4/s72-c/DSC01230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-7251924005432539780</id><published>2008-04-27T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:26:21.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I gave a thought about my current situation. The only metaphor i could relate it to would be like taking a bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I am waiting at the bus stop for the bus i would like to board. The first bus came and it's not air condition. The second bus came and it's too crowded. It's getting late and a random bus came and i got on. I got on the wrong bus. Will i alight and waited for the bus i wanted or carry on? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;From this scenario it looks like i been waiting for the perfect bus for too long. I have already started walking instead of waiting for the bus. Where would i be right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;OBS was such a thrill and a FABULOUS experience for me. Learned about leadership and many more. I felt that my physical and mental limits had been expanded. I never knew pulau ubin have such a beautiful view. Got to be there again someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Feeling like I'm A Flower, Soaking In The Rain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;If I Could Wish One Thing, I'd Hear You Call My Name, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Tell Me Girl, Where Are You Now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;'Cos I Don't Know How Much Longer I can Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm A Dreamer, Waiting For The Sun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;When You're Coming In, I know My Life's Begun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Tell Me Girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You Know That All My Life I've Been Waiting, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Waiting For Some, Someone Like You To Love Me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You Can't Come By Like An Angel, Into My Life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;And then Fly Away, Fly Away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;So When Will I See Your Face Again ?&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-7251924005432539780?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7251924005432539780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=7251924005432539780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/7251924005432539780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/7251924005432539780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-gave-thought-about-my-current.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-4224615905604666564</id><published>2008-04-06T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:06:49.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If i say i could fly, i will never come back down again. I have only eye for the blue,blue sky. I have not learn what is sadness about. Even the feelings i have must be expressed with words. As i awake from my dream into an unknown world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know if you can just make it through, you will find what you seek. So keep trying to break free to that blue,blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when i was at lavender i witness a man falling down and had injured his head. There was a deep cut and blood was just flowing. He was in a state of shock. This situation just spur me onwards to my dream. I wished i could help. I wished i could lend a helping hand. I wanted to take away his pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People asked, people questioned, people seek, people searched and yet it's still a mystery to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A simple word, a simple smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It just made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Music, arts and all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isn't about the person,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all about the feelings.&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-4224615905604666564?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4224615905604666564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=4224615905604666564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4224615905604666564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4224615905604666564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-i-say-i-could-fly-i-will-never-come.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-309271218626268021</id><published>2008-03-29T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T20:31:48.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;There had been so many important people in my life. Many of those we got close and ended up strangers. What am i doing? I don't know what is going either. I once had ev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;erything i needed. I left them behind and went on to another life. I know it sounded silly to think it in this manner...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My future seem dim and yet dark. I understand and plan my path but circumstances are not in my favor. Why do i live to regret right now? Where is the old sun shining boy? Guess he had grown up to be an gloomy old man. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When i was bathing, a stupid thought just came over me. Since your life is useless, why not end it. It isn't fun for you anymore and living will make no difference. Why live? What a dangerous trick there. Almost fell for it. Crazy thought. Even i am useless to myself i am still useful to someone else.  Will i fall into depression or just another silence slumber. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Wow....this week isn't a wholly wonderful week to begin with anyway. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If i am given the chance again, i w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ill cherish those who are important to me. I still miss those days with you. where are u right now? I gave up so i will just be a shadow of your past that you are ashame of. I knew i was never for you. But to me you are perfect. That's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;A fleeting moment in my memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unintended meeting that never occur,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A romance that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;has yet to be fill,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R-42M5WTXpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RqtcjasDMO8/s1600-h/200198543-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R-42M5WTXpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RqtcjasDMO8/s320/200198543-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183139816330714770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-309271218626268021?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/309271218626268021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=309271218626268021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/309271218626268021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/309271218626268021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/03/there-had-been-so-many-important-people.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R-42M5WTXpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RqtcjasDMO8/s72-c/200198543-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-4622435586697316513</id><published>2008-03-22T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T19:18:38.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Prelude to the night to come. Is trouble brewing secretly or will it be just a breeze across? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Words doesn't match up to actions, actions doesn't match up to thinking and thinking doesn't match up to words. Cycle is the word to all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Gave my single hood status a thought last night. Risky i would say in my position right now. What could i afford to them. I guess it would be hurt and negligence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Will i be able to return back there again? A big question for me. What would they think? What would they do? Things will never be the same for us. Just memories that never fades.&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-4622435586697316513?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4622435586697316513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=4622435586697316513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4622435586697316513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4622435586697316513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/03/prelude-to-night-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-7037711909431515312</id><published>2008-03-21T02:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T02:56:23.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;What is simplicity to you? Something which is plain,ordinary and not elaborated? Yet simplicity can be such an embellishment. What is complexity then ? Something more noticeable or prominent? Yet complexity can be so straightforward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;We always thought there was a clear line separating Simple and Complex, only few had seen it so closely linked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Dear Julian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Julian Julian, things are going to be tough in life. Don't bothered too much, live happily as you had always been. Live for what you love. All the food you love to cook and eat. Loving to share is a beauty but why let your excitement spilled over to others. It's boring to eat alone, that i understand. Come on, just wait a little longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Julian you are just like a book without a book cover. People likes to cover you with different covers. They judged you by the cover they liked you to wear, but no one had actually flipped and read the story written in you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I know the affairs of life doesn't bother you much, you would be leaving anyway. Just a year time, who will remember or hear from you again. You be in a land of strangers, fighting it out for you future. We all know you couldn't wait to study over there. I believe it will be better over there. The food there is good too. Yummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Can't wait to speak to you again Julian. I know you will always be fine, still smiley, carefree and crazy over all the delicious looking stuff. Still you are the one and only Julian. Who knows you best? Just only me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Julian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4614887228951679518-7037711909431515312?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7037711909431515312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=7037711909431515312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/7037711909431515312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/7037711909431515312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-simplicity-to-you-something.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-5313906453448009767</id><published>2008-03-09T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T13:52:25.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R9N6zIMxQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5m52t5xNCCo/s1600-h/74214463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R9N6zIMxQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5m52t5xNCCo/s320/74214463.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175615415571792274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's raining. Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a strong disinclination for rainy days. I just love cloudy days. Rainy days just dampen the atmosphere in my heart. Rainy days are sad days. How is it so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloudy days i plea you to be back into my life. I would like to take a walk in such a romantic weather with "you". I can't find "you" yet. Where is "you" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being warm isn't a heartwarming feeling, yet feeling cold is a lonely feeling. Warmth is something physical however it can be so superficial in my cœur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-5313906453448009767?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5313906453448009767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=5313906453448009767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5313906453448009767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5313906453448009767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R9N6zIMxQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5m52t5xNCCo/s72-c/74214463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-1468173070610429392</id><published>2008-03-01T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:00:08.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here it goes again.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The same old story of a boy turns into an adult. After much years of chasing and pursuing, nothing much have yet change. Circling this hopeless cycle, the boy have been on his knees praying countlessly. How can someone so invigorated seem comatose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Signed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Julian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/4614887228951679518-1468173070610429392?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1468173070610429392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=1468173070610429392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1468173070610429392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1468173070610429392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-it-goes-again.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-4545096533490666747</id><published>2008-02-23T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T02:26:35.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Love is a song. It's the melody that attracted us together yet it's the word that let us understand another much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Been hiding all my hopes and dreams away, thinking i will be needing them some day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;All i wanna do is just to get a way back into love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration not just another negotiation. I am  hoping you can show me what to do  to start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending much thoughts in this matter  really kill my brain cells badly.  It's  hardly worth anything but some fond old memories.  Let's go on to a new voyage... uplifted feelings mixed with anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Love is to shoe laces,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unable to bear the weight alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often getting caught up in knots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hitherto we look beautiful together. &lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-4545096533490666747?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4545096533490666747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=4545096533490666747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4545096533490666747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4545096533490666747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-is-song.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-2608854802800250327</id><published>2008-02-20T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T22:55:12.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clear out my cupboard, threw away more than a dozen of old clothes yet it's still so full!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get more shoes ! haha.... shoes are goody good. I wish i can have a new new wardrobe. Where i can compartmentalize all my stuff. hmmm... soon i hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love &lt;strong&gt;向日葵 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I am bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wishing to go camping by the riverside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to wear my white robe and do research again. awww... i miss those days of studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-2608854802800250327?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2608854802800250327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=2608854802800250327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2608854802800250327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/2608854802800250327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/clear-out-my-cupboard-threw-away-more.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-6027651670540229841</id><published>2008-02-18T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:20:49.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oh my what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A sudden fickle accompany by the symphony of the mis leaded words turned disastrous.  Regaining the former is impossible yet outshining is a much easier task. It's the made past that form us not the uncharted future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why rush against the flow, why dance in the rain? Trust your instinct and follow through. All will turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Smile is a simple word,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Smiling is a simple action,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bringing a smile is a uphill task.&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-6027651670540229841?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6027651670540229841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6027651670540229841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6027651670540229841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6027651670540229841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-my-what-should-i-do-sudden-fickle.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-8122699782965010061</id><published>2008-02-17T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:06:11.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Welcome to my world, won't you just step in ? &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Loving you is easy, cause you are beautiful. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;When you are sadden by the things around you, i can only say smile.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;When you are sad, i will be sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cry, i will cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you smile, i will smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;When you are happy, i will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;When you are hungry, i will cook for you. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&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/4614887228951679518-8122699782965010061?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8122699782965010061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=8122699782965010061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8122699782965010061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8122699782965010061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/welcome-to-my-world-wont-you-just-step.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-6417726388939125771</id><published>2008-02-17T10:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T16:57:02.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R7f2ImFeNmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-MfVEovSQY0/s1600-h/200135250-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R7f2ImFeNmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-MfVEovSQY0/s320/200135250-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167869724953818722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Have you came back recently? You felt like the weather or the climate in me. Guess it have affected me much. Like the weather like the clouds, like the winds and like the sun. Just like the weather today, it's so cloudy and windy. It either make my day or clear it all off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;When will the sun be back ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;All the time i am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consideration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-6417726388939125771?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6417726388939125771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6417726388939125771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6417726388939125771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6417726388939125771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-you-came-back-recently-you-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R7f2ImFeNmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-MfVEovSQY0/s72-c/200135250-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-6535467761910214154</id><published>2008-02-14T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:42:40.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Well well.. what would i say ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;No comments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I sign up for grade 1 piano. ha..... joining those young kids.&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-6535467761910214154?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6535467761910214154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=6535467761910214154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6535467761910214154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/6535467761910214154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-903799025489283743</id><published>2008-02-13T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:32:28.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R7LimWFeNlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VfvdQT9R99A/s1600-h/sb10062832l-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R7LimWFeNlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VfvdQT9R99A/s320/sb10062832l-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166440870938818130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Looking back at all the things i have been through. I tried very hard and gave my best. All this while i have been pursuing with my heart and soul. Just hoping to find the right one. Is it that hard? I have been waiting and waiting. It just tired me out. Why can't i just get the love i want? Having so much in my heart to pour for that special one person yet it come to nothing in the end. Am i that bad or what ? Am i gay ? Am i too feminine? Oh goshhh...  i don't want all this. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Reaching for the top alone is useless.. All these joy, all these pain and yet who can i share them with ? People around me are getting attached. I feel useless. My words carries no strength, my actions are flawed while my life is empty. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I believe i don't deserve to fall in love. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;There is a feeling in my heart, an itch, a silent whisper. Feeling so raw like it have always been. I just want something simple. I want to be a househusband to give them my all. I want to provide. But the whisper said : " You don't deserve it all. "&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I feel ugly! Yucks !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Julian. sigh!&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-903799025489283743?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/903799025489283743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=903799025489283743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/903799025489283743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/903799025489283743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/looking-back-at-all-things-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R7LimWFeNlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VfvdQT9R99A/s72-c/sb10062832l-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-8594084390533119628</id><published>2008-02-13T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T09:51:57.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Tired, dead beat! exhausted ! Eyes are shutting... argghghghghgh&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Thy mind filled with vivid pictures of the elegance of hers. Absolutely charmed by the silver lining, addicted to the carefree less.  It felt like grasping for the wind, which can't be held in my warm palms. Mind swirl in thy solitary thoughts. Unsureness,doubt with uneasiness.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R7JM-mFeNkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Zegomq_t57I/s1600-h/200567882-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R7JM-mFeNkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Zegomq_t57I/s320/200567882-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166276360806479426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Can i have one ?&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-8594084390533119628?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8594084390533119628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=8594084390533119628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8594084390533119628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/8594084390533119628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/tired-dead-beat-exhausted-eyes-are.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pl72LFXbJns/R7JM-mFeNkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Zegomq_t57I/s72-c/200567882-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614887228951679518.post-1357744033086151079</id><published>2008-02-11T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T19:49:41.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I haven't been feeling well for the past few days. hmmmmm... ate too much or otherwise ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Today being the first day of my attachment and i was so tired and slack !! How can i carry on a life like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;My mind is just of full of thoughts and ideas. But what are ideas when they can't be put into action. I longed for a romantic courtship and a loving relationship. It always been a dream and a target i am working towards. I believe i can do better than before, why can't i just find a chance? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Too caught up? Disillusion?  Fear?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I have one chance but do i dare ? Stupid Julian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i have fallen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-1357744033086151079?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1357744033086151079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=1357744033086151079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1357744033086151079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1357744033086151079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-havent-been-feeling-well-for-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-5817513313937403407</id><published>2008-02-08T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T01:44:17.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Here it go again. The same old feeling of waiting and knowing how it would be. Is it that hard for me? Just me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Been wondering, i assume that i am in such a rush. I should wait patiently right now. Thinking of all the things that is in my life, i believe good things come to those who worked for it and waited patiently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Too tired to think, too lazy to type. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Everything will be fine!&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-5817513313937403407?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5817513313937403407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=5817513313937403407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5817513313937403407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5817513313937403407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/here-it-goes-again.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-1827914050240196399</id><published>2008-02-07T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:37:11.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The day the kids love most !!! Ang baos. For the older ones are just gathering. I just realise how old am i !! Oh Gosh !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I am so gonna cook breakfast tomorrow. I miss cooking! Have just learn that our mood affects our cooking. Chefs are people who are creative. I wanna cook good food: delicious food that is pretty and neat !! I would like to see people enjoying and smiling while they eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Food for my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Taste that give happiness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Just for who ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;again ?&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-1827914050240196399?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1827914050240196399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=1827914050240196399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1827914050240196399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1827914050240196399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-kids-love-most-ang-baos.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-5655185589942055582</id><published>2008-02-07T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T12:21:13.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Happy Lunar New Year.. And a lame Ashley greeted me hohohoho... merry christmas!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;waahaha. I am still waiting for my family to get all ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;The fireworks last night at chinatown was beautiful, stunning i would say. Too bad i was the single guy there. hahaha...  Bump into Mr Yong Chee Kheng with his pauline, that bugger !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Let's get fat from now on... haha... hong bao ar !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;When can i have my sunflower? Chocolates will do too.&lt;/span&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/4614887228951679518-5655185589942055582?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5655185589942055582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=5655185589942055582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5655185589942055582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/5655185589942055582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-lunar-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-1742886639838688716</id><published>2008-02-06T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:11:02.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hohohohoho.. New year Eve..  Red packets.. heeehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting mixed up isn't that good, getting my thoughts clear out is even worse. Oh, when can i get to know what is going on? Living here yet half the time i am in my own mental slumber. Encouragement goes a long way, yet the encourager needs its own form of encouragement too. Smile and frown differ just in a line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you buy me a sunflower?&lt;br /&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/4614887228951679518-1742886639838688716?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1742886639838688716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=1742886639838688716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1742886639838688716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/1742886639838688716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/hohohohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</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-4614887228951679518.post-4514922428756397180</id><published>2008-02-03T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T15:29:56.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;a sleepy Sunday... It's a raining day again. A sad sad sad day....  Recently i came across a Chinese song called "晴天娃娃" from Jay Zhou's  Secret movie.  It's sound so much like me, but a cheery version. I dislike raining days. Get away!!! There is no one to comfort me on a raining day. Where are you my love one?&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Summer love. is it the time for love again? I am searching and seeking. It's okay i guess. Take it slow boy. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Growing an affection is easy, maintaining that feeling is tough. It gave me the crazy courage to move on, placing me on a tow of stride. Averaging on all things isn't my choice. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Sliver lining is where i wanna be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Give me a chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614887228951679518-4514922428756397180?l=complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4514922428756397180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614887228951679518&amp;postID=4514922428756397180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4514922428756397180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614887228951679518/posts/default/4514922428756397180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complimentary-whispers.blogspot.com/2008/02/sleepy-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01548766071878882875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
