<?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-25578960</id><updated>2011-09-05T16:21:35.173+08:00</updated><category term='Not Ready To make Nice..'/><category term='I ask... Myself...'/><category term='Waiting in Vain'/><category term='DELIcious by Miss Read'/><title type='text'>That I Would Be Good.</title><subtitle type='html'>MEMORIES ARE MEANT TO BE REMINISCED. - Gary C. Vaako</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>404</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-5978605712648160705</id><published>2007-09-26T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T14:07:43.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make A Change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After over 400 posts about my daily lifestyles&lt;br /&gt;and thoughts. I have decided to switch to &lt;a href="http://garyvaako.livejournal.com/"&gt;Live&lt;br /&gt;Journal&lt;/a&gt;. It's a new beginning. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, people. Muah.&lt;br /&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/25578960-5978605712648160705?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/5978605712648160705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=5978605712648160705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5978605712648160705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5978605712648160705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/make-change.html' title='Make A Change.'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-3235812620757888274</id><published>2007-09-25T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T00:26:37.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know that..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know that he cares for me, it's just that I&lt;br /&gt;expected for too much or he doesn't know&lt;br /&gt;how to show that he eventually cares.&lt;br /&gt;But I am pretty much sure that there are&lt;br /&gt;facts that make me feel that the pieces&lt;br /&gt;don't fit that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it just me ? Duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-3235812620757888274?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/3235812620757888274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=3235812620757888274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3235812620757888274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3235812620757888274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-know-that.html' title='I know that..'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-7647336711452090761</id><published>2007-09-24T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T01:34:29.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be careful of my heart.&lt;br /&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/25578960-7647336711452090761?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/7647336711452090761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=7647336711452090761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7647336711452090761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7647336711452090761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/heart.html' title='Heart.'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-2159870027458368907</id><published>2007-09-19T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T02:14:36.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He who..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He could easily put a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;and he could easily wet my eyes with tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He who makes me feel that.. ..    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-2159870027458368907?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/2159870027458368907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=2159870027458368907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/2159870027458368907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/2159870027458368907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/he-who.html' title='He who..'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-7835539136188276221</id><published>2007-09-18T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:23:09.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I tend..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have lotsa things to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;I have things that I don't hope to happen.&lt;br /&gt;But still I tend to live happily because..&lt;br /&gt;I know everything is out of my control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Perhaps everything really happens for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-7835539136188276221?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/7835539136188276221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=7835539136188276221&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7835539136188276221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7835539136188276221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-tend.html' title='I tend..'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-4337321071323721354</id><published>2007-09-17T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:26:27.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Remembers? Who forgets?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Ru6bt5K_e0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/CACQAzC2lfI/s1600-h/Image1684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Ru6bt5K_e0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/CACQAzC2lfI/s320/Image1684.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111193839855434562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And then my nose bled again for the second&lt;br /&gt;time. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-4337321071323721354?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/4337321071323721354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=4337321071323721354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/4337321071323721354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/4337321071323721354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/who-remembers-who-forgets.html' title='Who Remembers? Who forgets?'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/Ru6bt5K_e0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/CACQAzC2lfI/s72-c/Image1684.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-1682807059904979930</id><published>2007-09-17T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T22:43:55.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Have you ever loved someone so deeply&lt;br /&gt; that it made you cry?" - Brandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Blame nobody but yourself for that!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-1682807059904979930?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/1682807059904979930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=1682807059904979930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/1682807059904979930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/1682807059904979930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/have-you-ever.html' title='Have You Ever?'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-2485254234185566628</id><published>2007-09-17T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T03:46:14.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S'Il Suffisait D'Aimer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If it's enough to love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Only god knows.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-2485254234185566628?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/2485254234185566628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=2485254234185566628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/2485254234185566628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/2485254234185566628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/sil-suffisait-daimer.html' title='S&apos;Il Suffisait D&apos;Aimer'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-7167100580860503803</id><published>2007-09-16T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T02:42:38.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have one wish and it's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend more time with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's all I ask for.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks/ 14 days of knowing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-7167100580860503803?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/7167100580860503803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=7167100580860503803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7167100580860503803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7167100580860503803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/2-weeks.html' title='2 weeks.'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-9197056205988709035</id><published>2007-09-14T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T04:57:19.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song That Speaks My Mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/VNSudAY2rA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/VNSudAY2rA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25578960-9197056205988709035?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/9197056205988709035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=9197056205988709035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/9197056205988709035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/9197056205988709035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/song-that-speaks-my-mind.html' title='Song That Speaks My Mind.'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-5116108434206878301</id><published>2007-09-13T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T02:48:37.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimmick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you're around, I feel that you're completely mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can anyone teach me how not to be in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-5116108434206878301?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/5116108434206878301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=5116108434206878301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5116108434206878301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5116108434206878301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/gimmick.html' title='Gimmick.'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-7925278285842816993</id><published>2007-09-13T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T03:29:52.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Your Soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was the 13th day of knowing each other;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings toward you get stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you has become a daily routine;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you is like receiving gifts from a valentine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem cold from time to time;&lt;br /&gt;But I believe it's just the matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;You bring me joy and happiness;&lt;br /&gt;They could easily get me speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your existence makes me feel right;&lt;br /&gt;Wish to be with you throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;Let's close our eyes and make our own paradise;&lt;br /&gt;Stay together even though the sun will rise.&lt;br /&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/25578960-7925278285842816993?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/7925278285842816993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=7925278285842816993&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7925278285842816993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7925278285842816993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/feeling-your-soul.html' title='Feeling Your Soul.'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-6003803554917648372</id><published>2007-09-06T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T13:17:33.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感觉</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;你的感觉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25578960-6003803554917648372?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/6003803554917648372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=6003803554917648372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/6003803554917648372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/6003803554917648372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='感觉'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-3680042257745598801</id><published>2007-09-06T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T13:02:55.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps It's Far Too Early.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt;Perhaps it's far too early to reveal&lt;br /&gt;     a feeling not yet ready to be love.&lt;br /&gt;     The light of dawn, though hesitant, is real;&lt;br /&gt;     Real as well the hopes that time will prove.&lt;br /&gt;     I come across the meadows of my heart&lt;br /&gt;     carrying doubts that mingle joy and fear.&lt;br /&gt;     I feel that I'm half myself when we're apart;&lt;br /&gt;     All I want is with me when you're        near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gary C. Vaako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let's fall in love; Why shouldn't we fall in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let's close our eyes; Make our own paradise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25578960-3680042257745598801?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/3680042257745598801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=3680042257745598801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3680042257745598801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3680042257745598801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/perhaps-its-far-too-early.html' title='Perhaps It&apos;s Far Too Early.'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-3651532488414301963</id><published>2007-09-04T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:16:52.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Say, "Love Is From Eden.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Rtzzc3hd2vI/AAAAAAAAAD0/x080NLxeMxo/s1600-h/And+I+say.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Rtzzc3hd2vI/AAAAAAAAAD0/x080NLxeMxo/s320/And+I+say.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106223754797505266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some say love, it is a hunger an endless aching need;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I say love is a flower and you, it's only seed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's the one who won't be taken who can not seem to give;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snow lies the seed;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gary C. Vaako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25578960-3651532488414301963?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/3651532488414301963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=3651532488414301963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3651532488414301963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3651532488414301963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-i-say-love-is-from-eden.html' title='And I Say, &quot;Love Is From Eden..&quot;'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/Rtzzc3hd2vI/AAAAAAAAAD0/x080NLxeMxo/s72-c/And+I+say.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-7157743385121643059</id><published>2007-09-02T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:37:14.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans are vulnerable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's just the way you make me feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The feelings make me happy. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-7157743385121643059?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/7157743385121643059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=7157743385121643059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7157743385121643059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7157743385121643059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/09/humans-are-vulnerable.html' title='Humans are vulnerable.'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-5107428008251092022</id><published>2007-08-29T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T20:09:11.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Short. Period.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is like a journey taken on a lift&lt;br /&gt;with two passengers standing side&lt;br /&gt;by side.&lt;br /&gt;I may be standing beside you or&lt;br /&gt;elsewhere around you in the small&lt;br /&gt;space never knowing you but should&lt;br /&gt;fate makes me stand by your side,&lt;br /&gt;let's be pleasant companions cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;IT'S SO SHORT A RIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-5107428008251092022?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/5107428008251092022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=5107428008251092022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5107428008251092022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5107428008251092022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-is-short-period.html' title='Life is Short. Period.'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-4643301913872328049</id><published>2007-08-09T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T20:27:10.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spear and Shield.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RrsHTs-fjuI/AAAAAAAAADs/L1oX6JgvTmM/s1600-h/Arrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RrsHTs-fjuI/AAAAAAAAADs/L1oX6JgvTmM/s320/Arrow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096675438372032226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daily decisions can be paradox;&lt;br /&gt;Humans make contradictive statements.&lt;br /&gt;Life is paradox and contradictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-4643301913872328049?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/4643301913872328049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=4643301913872328049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/4643301913872328049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/4643301913872328049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/08/spear-and-shield.html' title='Spear and Shield.'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/RrsHTs-fjuI/AAAAAAAAADs/L1oX6JgvTmM/s72-c/Arrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-5264050360450067517</id><published>2007-08-07T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T01:55:22.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner Is Always Someone With A Mask.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RrdULs-fjtI/AAAAAAAAADk/udwdp7VRB_w/s1600-h/Mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RrdULs-fjtI/AAAAAAAAADk/udwdp7VRB_w/s320/Mask.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095634063421574866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;"The is nothing is more venomous than&lt;br /&gt;a person's heart." - Banquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-5264050360450067517?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RrdULs-fjtI/AAAAAAAAADk/udwdp7VRB_w/s72-c/Mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-7517648771423578877</id><published>2007-07-18T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T12:46:34.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do people say,&lt;br /&gt;"He/she sleeps like a baby",&lt;br /&gt;when babies wake up like&lt;br /&gt;every freaking 2 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-7517648771423578877?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/7517648771423578877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=7517648771423578877&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7517648771423578877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7517648771423578877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/07/question.html' title='Question!'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-6490196995581870277</id><published>2007-07-10T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T17:03:24.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to say goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RpNKyE_oIOI/AAAAAAAAADc/zsSrcf0eZgQ/s1600-h/Smoking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RpNKyE_oIOI/AAAAAAAAADc/zsSrcf0eZgQ/s320/Smoking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085490628425949410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Goodbye ciggiesss..!&lt;br /&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/25578960-6490196995581870277?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/6490196995581870277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=6490196995581870277&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/6490196995581870277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/6490196995581870277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='Time to say goodbye.'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/RpNKyE_oIOI/AAAAAAAAADc/zsSrcf0eZgQ/s72-c/Smoking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-4574434713124839559</id><published>2007-07-04T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T17:37:32.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Rotpdvc-YCI/AAAAAAAAADU/sJTsEoah8R4/s1600-h/gather_my_thoughts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Rotpdvc-YCI/AAAAAAAAADU/sJTsEoah8R4/s320/gather_my_thoughts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083272564092854306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whatever thought that are causing you&lt;br /&gt;pain, they are only thoughts. You can&lt;br /&gt;always change a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happiness is a daily decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-4574434713124839559?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/4574434713124839559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=4574434713124839559&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/4574434713124839559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/4574434713124839559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/07/painful-thought.html' title='Painful Thought'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/Rotpdvc-YCI/AAAAAAAAADU/sJTsEoah8R4/s72-c/gather_my_thoughts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-3140094684353659974</id><published>2007-07-04T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T17:22:49.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Existence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RotlCfc-YBI/AAAAAAAAADM/WcnScR2a-_A/s1600-h/breathing_Earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RotlCfc-YBI/AAAAAAAAADM/WcnScR2a-_A/s320/breathing_Earth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083267697894907922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The earth is huge and time just flies by.&lt;br /&gt;We'll never know, who we'll meet in the future?&lt;br /&gt;How we are going to spend our life time?&lt;br /&gt;How many promises can we keep? And how&lt;br /&gt;many people that will eventually forget us?&lt;br /&gt;But at least, I know. I know that your existence&lt;br /&gt;make me happy even though...&lt;br /&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/25578960-3140094684353659974?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/3140094684353659974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=3140094684353659974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3140094684353659974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3140094684353659974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/07/existence.html' title='The Existence'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/RotlCfc-YBI/AAAAAAAAADM/WcnScR2a-_A/s72-c/breathing_Earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-5547329858958145887</id><published>2007-07-01T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T12:48:48.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Realized..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Rocw5Pc-YAI/AAAAAAAAADE/PiPIxnYLTGo/s1600-h/goinghome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Rocw5Pc-YAI/AAAAAAAAADE/PiPIxnYLTGo/s320/goinghome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082084464469630978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The way back home is always long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You're the one I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-5547329858958145887?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/5547329858958145887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=5547329858958145887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5547329858958145887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5547329858958145887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-realized.html' title='I Realized..'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/Rocw5Pc-YAI/AAAAAAAAADE/PiPIxnYLTGo/s72-c/goinghome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-7851305013098573634</id><published>2007-06-28T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T00:35:53.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"No Answer Is An Answer Too"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Can anyone teach me how not to&lt;br /&gt;be in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel empty..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-7851305013098573634?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/7851305013098573634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=7851305013098573634&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7851305013098573634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/7851305013098573634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-answer-is-answer-too.html' title='&quot;No Answer Is An Answer Too&quot;'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-3508203121130547570</id><published>2007-06-18T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T01:02:34.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ray of Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RnVoZkob8-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/o-x4g9KUlts/s1600-h/ray_of_light-733982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RnVoZkob8-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/o-x4g9KUlts/s320/ray_of_light-733982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077078943469401058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Face your past without any regret,&lt;br /&gt;handle your present with confidence&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;prepare for the future without fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith and drop the fear,&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe your doubts&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;never doubt your beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Life is wonderful if you know how to live and cherish it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25578960-3508203121130547570?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/3508203121130547570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=3508203121130547570&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3508203121130547570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3508203121130547570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/06/ray-of-light.html' title='Ray of Light'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/RnVoZkob8-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/o-x4g9KUlts/s72-c/ray_of_light-733982.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-8106924891532084363</id><published>2007-06-15T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T15:34:01.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A big boy doesn't cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://martingoodman.com/soyouwanttobeawriter/uploaded_images/tears-786351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://martingoodman.com/soyouwanttobeawriter/uploaded_images/tears-786351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The path that I chose to walk,&lt;br /&gt;I must walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;I must take baby steps until I'm fully grown.&lt;br /&gt;We know that fairytales don't always have&lt;br /&gt;a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;And I will foresee the dark ahead if I stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You can hold my hand if you want to cause I want to hold yours too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-8106924891532084363?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/8106924891532084363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=8106924891532084363&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/8106924891532084363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/8106924891532084363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-boy-doesnt-cry.html' title='A big boy doesn&apos;t cry.'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-8771833825263300304</id><published>2007-06-15T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T15:35:59.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty. Does it exist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If we are honest to ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;we can list almost everything&lt;br /&gt;that has ever happened to us&lt;br /&gt;and see how we helped creating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How many of us are actually honest to people and let's don't&lt;br /&gt;talk about themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-8771833825263300304?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/8771833825263300304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=8771833825263300304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/8771833825263300304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/8771833825263300304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/06/honesty-does-it-appear.html' title='Honesty. Does it exist?'/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-2814438668467002648</id><published>2007-06-13T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T04:02:21.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Rm7660ob89I/AAAAAAAAAC0/KHVL9UmW5Cg/s1600-h/Ket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Rm7660ob89I/AAAAAAAAAC0/KHVL9UmW5Cg/s320/Ket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075269718560732114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heart is not located in the chest.&lt;br /&gt;It will only exist when you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;of something and missing someone that&lt;br /&gt;means a little more that everything to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love is the master key for every room in a person's heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-2814438668467002648?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/2814438668467002648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=2814438668467002648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/2814438668467002648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/2814438668467002648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/06/heart-is-not-located-in-chest.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/Rm7660ob89I/AAAAAAAAAC0/KHVL9UmW5Cg/s72-c/Ket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-5752043368313721770</id><published>2007-06-05T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:17:04.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why do you fill my sorrow with&lt;br /&gt;all the words that you've borrowed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you say Hallelujah if&lt;br /&gt;it means nothing to you at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-5752043368313721770?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/5752043368313721770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=5752043368313721770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5752043368313721770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5752043368313721770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-do-you-fill-my-sorrow-with-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-1466461292618108804</id><published>2007-06-03T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T16:05:51.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He, who I have seen in person for a few times.&lt;br /&gt;He, who I admire for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;He, who I would be smiling just by seeing his pictures.&lt;br /&gt;He, who I would be happy to receive his text.&lt;br /&gt;He, who I not dare to confess my feelings to.&lt;br /&gt;He, who I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never seems to realize the existence of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-1466461292618108804?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/1466461292618108804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=1466461292618108804&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/1466461292618108804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/1466461292618108804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/06/he-who-i-have-seen-in-person-for-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-5453163078345330057</id><published>2007-06-03T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T15:49:02.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RmJx4IbkY1I/AAAAAAAAACc/LmpcZvpduXE/s1600-h/Image411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RmJx4IbkY1I/AAAAAAAAACc/LmpcZvpduXE/s320/Image411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071741339522327378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RmJx4YbkY2I/AAAAAAAAACk/PEt1fk7SvDY/s1600-h/Image412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RmJx4YbkY2I/AAAAAAAAACk/PEt1fk7SvDY/s320/Image412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071741343817294690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RmJx4obkY3I/AAAAAAAAACs/XDR7S-3tL7s/s1600-h/Image415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RmJx4obkY3I/AAAAAAAAACs/XDR7S-3tL7s/s320/Image415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071741348112262002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A night out to a club with some friends of&lt;br /&gt;mine. It was hot yet sweaty but it was lotsa&lt;br /&gt;lotsa fun but I've got my freaking phone&lt;br /&gt;scratched because it was in the pocket with&lt;br /&gt;my car keys. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;But still it was a memorable night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Nice meeting you Ron.&lt;br /&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/25578960-5453163078345330057?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/5453163078345330057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=5453163078345330057&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5453163078345330057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5453163078345330057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/06/night-out-to-club-with-some-friends-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/RmJx4IbkY1I/AAAAAAAAACc/LmpcZvpduXE/s72-c/Image411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-4538099111540758604</id><published>2007-06-03T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T15:10:39.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RmJoPIbkYuI/AAAAAAAAABk/pdPBtPj5TZI/s1600-h/Image308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RmJoPIbkYuI/AAAAAAAAABk/pdPBtPj5TZI/s320/Image308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071730739543040738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Without any specific reason and without&lt;br /&gt;realizing by myself, I started to like drinking&lt;br /&gt;this Oolong Tea like every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bitterness that you could get from this&lt;br /&gt;Oolong tea is very special. It would taste&lt;br /&gt;slightly bitter and first but then you would&lt;br /&gt;be able to feel the sweetness at the end of&lt;br /&gt;your tongue or your throat.&lt;br /&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/25578960-4538099111540758604?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/4538099111540758604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=4538099111540758604&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/4538099111540758604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/4538099111540758604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/06/without-any-specific-reason-and-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/RmJoPIbkYuI/AAAAAAAAABk/pdPBtPj5TZI/s72-c/Image308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-3006406958797829675</id><published>2007-05-30T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T16:32:17.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Rl002obkYtI/AAAAAAAAABc/It3Qa3ezGRw/s1600-h/DSC01949-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Rl002obkYtI/AAAAAAAAABc/It3Qa3ezGRw/s320/DSC01949-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070266868659675858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;What do you see in this picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What I am able to see in this picture are&lt;br /&gt;   happiness, freedom and warmth which&lt;br /&gt;   come from the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Life,&lt;br /&gt;It could be wonderful and,&lt;br /&gt;It could be a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;It really depends on how the&lt;br /&gt;individual handles his/her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P/S: Hightlight "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;**&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" to another "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" to see what I see in that picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-3006406958797829675?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/3006406958797829675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=3006406958797829675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3006406958797829675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3006406958797829675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-do-you-see-in-this-picture-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/Rl002obkYtI/AAAAAAAAABc/It3Qa3ezGRw/s72-c/DSC01949-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-5318682122799374304</id><published>2007-05-29T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T03:00:51.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I ask... Myself...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Note to Myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was asked to move on.&lt;br /&gt;He claimt that I was a good guy&lt;br /&gt;that I could easily find someone&lt;br /&gt;with qualities. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Heck care about quatities*&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that he has got me questioning&lt;br /&gt;myself if I had get over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is complicated but yet wonderful&lt;br /&gt;if only it's away from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;drama&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Question of the day :-&lt;br /&gt;What if I had get over him? What if I hadn't get over him?&lt;br /&gt;Will it make much differences? I will still be afraid to put&lt;br /&gt;my everything onto a relationship anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-5318682122799374304?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/5318682122799374304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=5318682122799374304&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5318682122799374304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/5318682122799374304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/05/note-to-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-8222677645287098674</id><published>2007-05-29T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T02:53:31.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DELIcious by Miss Read'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RlsjKYbkYpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/m3rb3PLZvRo/s1600-h/DSC05959+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RlsjKYbkYpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/m3rb3PLZvRo/s320/DSC05959+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069684466799370898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss peggie and Mister Gary in Miss Read..?&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. It sounds a little confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RlsjKYbkYqI/AAAAAAAAABE/oW3ZhwGG-xM/s1600-h/DSC05977+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RlsjKYbkYqI/AAAAAAAAABE/oW3ZhwGG-xM/s320/DSC05977+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069684466799370914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From the left. Miss Peggie followed by Miss Ah Bao,&lt;br /&gt;Mister Gary and Mister Rohhh-nieee in the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Screw One Utama, the ladies is way nicer than the gents. NO FAIR*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RlsjKobkYrI/AAAAAAAAABM/mYpr-5eiqo4/s1600-h/DSC05983+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RlsjKobkYrI/AAAAAAAAABM/mYpr-5eiqo4/s320/DSC05983+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069684471094338226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Peggie and Mister Gary posing for Miss Read.&lt;br /&gt;*Cisss... Didn't get any free food from Miss Read also.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RlsjKobkYsI/AAAAAAAAABU/UC405fdtxyY/s1600-h/DSC05992+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RlsjKobkYsI/AAAAAAAAABU/UC405fdtxyY/s320/DSC05992+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069684471094338242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cam-whoring a little on the way to carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*I know what you're thinking about this picture. [winks]*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-8222677645287098674?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/8222677645287098674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=8222677645287098674&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/8222677645287098674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/8222677645287098674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/05/miss-peggie-and-mister-gary-in-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/RlsjKYbkYpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/m3rb3PLZvRo/s72-c/DSC05959+%28Small%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-1117017388797823056</id><published>2007-05-14T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T23:14:58.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's the price you have to pay for&lt;br /&gt;FOOD POISON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, feel moody yet not comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, you'll either puke or have diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, severely stomachache that makes you&lt;br /&gt;sweat and shiver.&lt;br /&gt;Futhermore, with lotsa lotsa diarrhea and puking.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, feel so weak and thristy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK food poison. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUCK Little Penang&lt;/span&gt;, I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-1117017388797823056?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/1117017388797823056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=1117017388797823056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/1117017388797823056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/1117017388797823056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-price-you-have-to-pay-for-food.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-2533555096757936933</id><published>2007-04-25T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T04:09:07.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Ri5hUEdMb_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/zRZPqOhwSVs/s1600-h/DSC01498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Ri5hUEdMb_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/zRZPqOhwSVs/s320/DSC01498.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057086429005115378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Whole Kuala Lumpur View from Look Out Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Ri5hUUdMcAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nrehRBjSBtg/s1600-h/DSC01495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/Ri5hUUdMcAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nrehRBjSBtg/s320/DSC01495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057086433300082690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A shot of myself under an extremely spot light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther, I know you're going to hate me for this post.&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha. And you know I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Something handsome will come&lt;br /&gt; from this stab under broad starlight.&lt;br /&gt; Will ease, will soothe and pacify&lt;br /&gt; this beautifully wounded deity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-2533555096757936933?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/2533555096757936933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=2533555096757936933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/2533555096757936933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/2533555096757936933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/04/whole-kuala-lumpur-view-from-look-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/Ri5hUEdMb_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/zRZPqOhwSVs/s72-c/DSC01498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-2412050079421213605</id><published>2007-04-23T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T21:45:56.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I trust you is a better compliment than&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you may not always trust the person&lt;br /&gt;you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can always love the person that&lt;br /&gt;you trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You learn to love someon when you find out&lt;br /&gt;what makes them smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can never truly love someone until you find out&lt;br /&gt;what makes them cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-2412050079421213605?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/2412050079421213605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=2412050079421213605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/2412050079421213605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/2412050079421213605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-trust-you-is-better-compliment-than-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-8521489136694389116</id><published>2007-04-19T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T17:33:45.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's time to move on, it really is.&lt;br /&gt;I have to slowly get rid of all the&lt;br /&gt;memory between you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that has to do with you&lt;br /&gt;have to be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to accept the fact that&lt;br /&gt;being gay is hard and having a gay&lt;br /&gt;relationship is even harder.&lt;br /&gt;Especially, you're the one that gives&lt;br /&gt;and tries your very best to work&lt;br /&gt;that relationship out. At the end of&lt;br /&gt;the day, the one you love the most&lt;br /&gt;would be the one that hurts you the&lt;br /&gt;deepest. So what of being sincere,&lt;br /&gt;loyal and honest to your another&lt;br /&gt;half? Out of your vision, he would&lt;br /&gt;be cheating on you? So what of&lt;br /&gt;having a relationship that could&lt;br /&gt;last for years but both of the couple&lt;br /&gt;play together. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;IS THAT WHAT YOU&lt;br /&gt;ALL KNOWN LOVE AS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can time really heal everything?&lt;br /&gt;I am always waiting for the answer.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't love you and I don't have&lt;br /&gt;the guts to hate you for hurting me&lt;br /&gt;again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that you were hurt before,&lt;br /&gt;does that mean you have to hurt&lt;br /&gt;other? You have tasted the pain of&lt;br /&gt;being hurt. I'm sure it didn't feel&lt;br /&gt;good at all. But why would you do&lt;br /&gt;this to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats for you.&lt;br /&gt;My heart bleeds for you.&lt;br /&gt;My heart dies for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights or cry to bed have&lt;br /&gt;become one of my habit since then.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could stop this shits.&lt;br /&gt;I'm working hard on it.&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason of my misery.&lt;br /&gt;And you must be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I could do it.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;I would be able to stand up and say,&lt;br /&gt;"I have gone through the rainy day".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If I wasn't, you probably never were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-8521489136694389116?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/8521489136694389116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=8521489136694389116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/8521489136694389116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/8521489136694389116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-time-to-move-on-it-really-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-6449284845898644512</id><published>2007-04-17T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T03:19:31.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waiting in Vain'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RiPLyr2eK3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/bAo9LvjJozk/s1600-h/just-waiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RiPLyr2eK3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/bAo9LvjJozk/s320/just-waiting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054107278464920434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If a person were to choose, would he or&lt;br /&gt;she choose to be waiting in vain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to wait in vain but I know&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting waiting in vain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-6449284845898644512?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/6449284845898644512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=6449284845898644512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/6449284845898644512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/6449284845898644512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-person-were-to-choose-would-he-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/RiPLyr2eK3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/bAo9LvjJozk/s72-c/just-waiting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-965402011975831928</id><published>2007-04-16T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T13:00:13.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Ready To make Nice..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RiMAP72eK2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/U7LDmo1QGSk/s1600-h/G%C3%82R%C3%9D%283107%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RiMAP72eK2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/U7LDmo1QGSk/s320/G%C3%82R%C3%9D%283107%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053883480604027746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I am feeling so moody recently.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's depression or what.&lt;br /&gt;I started to miss everything.&lt;br /&gt;I missed Keia.&lt;br /&gt;I missed my life in San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;I missed the time when I was in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;I missed Esther.&lt;br /&gt;I missed all the things he said.&lt;br /&gt;I missed how I used to laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;I missed driving around alone looking for peace.&lt;br /&gt;I missed the time when I was first in love.&lt;br /&gt;I missed Peggie.&lt;br /&gt;I missed my silliness that seems to be disappearing.&lt;br /&gt;I missed being hugged by him.&lt;br /&gt;I missed lying on the couch with him.&lt;br /&gt;I missed listening to music with him.&lt;br /&gt;I missed walking to get baby corn with him.&lt;br /&gt;I missed having dinner with him.&lt;br /&gt;I missed him holding my hand.&lt;br /&gt;I missed him making fun of my lips.&lt;br /&gt;I missed him preparing meals for me.&lt;br /&gt;I missed sending him to work.&lt;br /&gt;I missed looking at him once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;I missed sleeping on his bed.&lt;br /&gt;I missed my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;I missed my family.&lt;br /&gt;I missed how I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, I'm still not yet ready to make nice.&lt;br /&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/25578960-965402011975831928?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/965402011975831928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=965402011975831928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/965402011975831928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/965402011975831928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-feeling-so-moody-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/RiMAP72eK2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/U7LDmo1QGSk/s72-c/G%C3%82R%C3%9D%283107%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-3524870246476595788</id><published>2007-04-11T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T02:05:40.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RhvRhL2eK1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yvYNjvopTEQ/s1600-h/G%C3%82R%C3%9D%282517%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RhvRhL2eK1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yvYNjvopTEQ/s320/G%C3%82R%C3%9D%282517%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051861775073291090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; Forgive, sounds good.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget, I'm not sure I could.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say time heals everything,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; But I'm still waiting.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm through, with doubt,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left for me to figure out,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; I've paid a price,&lt;br /&gt;and i'll keep paying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25578960-3524870246476595788?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/3524870246476595788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=3524870246476595788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3524870246476595788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/3524870246476595788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/04/forgive-sounds-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/RhvRhL2eK1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yvYNjvopTEQ/s72-c/G%C3%82R%C3%9D%282517%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-990439662233743066</id><published>2007-03-23T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T13:33:50.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Love Song For A Vampire" by Annie Lennox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Come into these arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; And lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; The rhythm of this trembling heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; It's beating like a drum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; It beats for you,it bleeds for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; It knows not how it sounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; For it is the drum of drums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; It is the song of songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Once I had the rarest rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; That ever deemed to bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Cruel winter chilled the bud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; And stole my flower too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Oh loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Oh hopelessness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; To search the ends of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; For there is in all the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; No greater love than mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Love O love O love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; O love O love O love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; O love still full of strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;  O love O love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; O love O love O love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; O love still full of strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Love O love O love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; O love O love O love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; O love be mine forever (be mine forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Love O love O love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; O love O love O love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; O love O love O love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; O love O love O love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Let me be the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; To keep you from the cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Now the floor of heav’n is laid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; With stars of brightest gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; They shine for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; They shine for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; They burn for all to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Come into these arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; And set this spirit free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25578960-990439662233743066?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/990439662233743066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=990439662233743066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/990439662233743066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/990439662233743066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-song-for-vampire-by-annie-lennox.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-1870034027889664052</id><published>2007-03-22T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T10:53:07.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RgHuVjdpxMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L_3oYUTYk9c/s1600-h/under+the+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n62MKncezpI/RgHuVjdpxMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L_3oYUTYk9c/s320/under+the+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044575111695942850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the place where I cried my last farewell with you.&lt;br /&gt;This is the place that I will stand up again and move on.&lt;br /&gt;I used to laugh out laugh but you have taken it away&lt;br /&gt;since the day you left.&lt;br /&gt;You left me no choice but counting down my tears until&lt;br /&gt;I get over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/25578960-1870034027889664052?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/1870034027889664052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=1870034027889664052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/1870034027889664052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/1870034027889664052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-place-where-i-cried-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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/_n62MKncezpI/RgHuVjdpxMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L_3oYUTYk9c/s72-c/under+the+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-6617746981202949870</id><published>2007-03-13T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:10:47.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You were everything that I have ever wanted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we both know that I wasn't even what you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needed in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you but I know that love just ain't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-6617746981202949870?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/6617746981202949870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=6617746981202949870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/6617746981202949870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/6617746981202949870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-were-everything-that-i-have-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-117202806079305896</id><published>2007-02-21T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T11:23:36.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/497587/jpvsexy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/202/jpvsexy2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ride Or Die" by Jennifer Lopez.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  I don't understand why I'm crazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;over&lt;br /&gt;you I don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why I'm crazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;over&lt;br /&gt;you I don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  I would give up everything just to&lt;br /&gt;feel and be with you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If I had to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  I would pawn the ring you gave to&lt;br /&gt;me just to feed you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If I had to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  I would give my very last breath&lt;br /&gt;just to help save you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If I had to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  I would tell a lie just because I&lt;br /&gt;know you are the truth&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ride for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  'Cause you're the truth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I die for you, ooh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm a fool&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love with you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do anything&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pleases you&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  I would throw away my only wish&lt;br /&gt;just to proove to you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If I had to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  I would die all alone livin' there&lt;br /&gt;wihout you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If I had to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  I would go through all the pain&lt;br /&gt;again just to find you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If I had to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  I'd surrender all my love just&lt;br /&gt;because I love you&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why I'm crazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;over&lt;br /&gt;you I don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why I'm crazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;over&lt;br /&gt;you I don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna run to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  Breathe as one with you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absent any time without you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existing only for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  Every dream is of you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only turn to you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  My baby, my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  Only turn to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I would give you my everything but it wasn't enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25578960-117202806079305896?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/117202806079305896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=117202806079305896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/117202806079305896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/117202806079305896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/02/ride-or-die-by-jennifer-lopez.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-117173661484008040</id><published>2007-02-18T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T02:23:34.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soul Mountain by Gao XinJian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;In the snow outside my window I see a small green frog, one eye blinking and the other wide open, unmoving, looking at me. I know this is God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  He appears just like this before me and watches to see if I will understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; He is talking to me with his eyes by opening and closing them. When God talks to humans he doesn’t want humans to hear his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; And I don’t think it at all strange, it is as if it should be like this. It is as if God is in fact a frog. The intelligent round eye doesn’t so much as blink once. It is really kind that he should deign to gaze upon this wretched human being, me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; His other eyes opens and closes as it speaks a language incomprehensible to humans. Whether I understand or not is not God’s concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; I could of course think maybe there is no meaning at all in this blinking eye, but its significance could lie precisely in its not having meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  There are no miracles. God is saying this, saying this to this insatiable human being, me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  Then what else is there to seek? I ask of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  All around is silence, snow is falling soundlessly. I am surprise by this tranquility. In Heaven it is peaceful like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  And there is no joy. Joy is related to anxiety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  Snow is falling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  I don’t know where I am this moment, I don’t know where this realm of Heaven comes from, I look all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  I don’t know that I don’t understand anything and still think I know everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Things just happen behind me and there is always a mysterious eye, so it is best for me just to pretend that I understand even if I don’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  While pretending to understand, I still don’t understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  The fact of the matter is I comprehend nothing, I understand nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  This is how it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25578960-117173661484008040?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/117173661484008040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=117173661484008040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/117173661484008040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/117173661484008040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/02/soul-mountain-by-gao-xinjian-in-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-117173533184587937</id><published>2007-02-18T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T02:02:12.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/793618/CNY-779510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/900259/CNY-779510.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's very obvious that Chinese New Year&lt;br /&gt;Is here again. Nothing special about this&lt;br /&gt;New Year, I meant Chinese New Year&lt;br /&gt;2007. I'm not in the mood of Chinese New&lt;br /&gt;Year. I know it's kinda pathetic but still&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to wish everybody that is&lt;br /&gt;celebrating Chinese New Year a God blessed&lt;br /&gt;New Year and may all your wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P/S: I'm finally back to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-117173533184587937?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/117173533184587937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=117173533184587937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/117173533184587937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/117173533184587937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-very-obvious-that-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116702076673736149</id><published>2006-12-25T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:26:08.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/834754/My%20Christmas%20Tree3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 373px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/196308/My%20Christmas%20Tree3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's Christmas time again,&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to hear all the slay bells ringing.&lt;br /&gt;My parents' house is filled with cheer with&lt;br /&gt;this Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all the people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;God bless. May all your wishes come true.&lt;br /&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/25578960-116702076673736149?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116702076673736149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116702076673736149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116702076673736149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116702076673736149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-christmas-time-again-cant-wait-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116655393987269838</id><published>2006-12-20T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T02:45:40.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/533845/wilting%20tullip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 332px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/261525/wilting%20tullip.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Born to blossom, bloom to perish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We ride, we ride until the day we die but I remember what you used to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116655393987269838?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116655393987269838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116655393987269838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116655393987269838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116655393987269838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/born-to-blossom-bloom-to-perish.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116637547611838930</id><published>2006-12-18T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:11:17.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/231643/boobssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 290px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/879629/boobssss.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She came across my mind in a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;Would be be a fatal nightmare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS: It's what I want but not what I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116637547611838930?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116637547611838930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116637547611838930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116637547611838930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116637547611838930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/she-came-across-my-mind-in-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116629264437043437</id><published>2006-12-17T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:10:45.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/36530/061002_4a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/63000/061002_4a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/770831/8800SE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/411027/8800SE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/120324/8800SE2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/161904/8800SE2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/344866/8800SE3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/464677/8800SE3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/529625/8800SE4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/299901/8800SE4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/179897/8800SE5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/737681/8800SE5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/620332/8800SE6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/342208/8800SE6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did a little shopping all by myself today,&lt;br /&gt;went to Louis Vuitton store but didn't see&lt;br /&gt;any eye-catching leather good. So, turned&lt;br /&gt;out to walk out the store with disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Out of boredom, I walked around the town&lt;br /&gt;area for 2 hours plus. While I was passing&lt;br /&gt;through a store, I saw this lovely phone&lt;br /&gt;which I have wanted for few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Without wasting any minute, I went into&lt;br /&gt;the shop and asked the assistant if I could&lt;br /&gt;have a look at the phone. Suprisingly, she&lt;br /&gt;was extremely polite and offer me a bottle&lt;br /&gt;of RO water. Just right after she introduced&lt;br /&gt;the phone to me in detail, I told her that I&lt;br /&gt;wanted it with no doubt. I could tell that&lt;br /&gt;she was pretty happy about me buying the&lt;br /&gt;phone since she will get commission on&lt;br /&gt;promoting that phone.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures above are the opening ceremony&lt;br /&gt;of Nokia 8800 Sirrocco Edition. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS: Come what may, let it be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116629264437043437?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116629264437043437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116629264437043437&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116629264437043437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116629264437043437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/did-little-shopping-all-by-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-116603359696527231</id><published>2006-12-14T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T02:13:17.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/307766/TN_Libra.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/547250/TN_Libra.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="myd"&gt;Thursday, December 14, 2006&lt;/h4&gt;    &lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Libra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hrscby"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;        (Sep 23 - Oct 22)&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;    &lt;p id="myh"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You may be struggling with your own indecisiveness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;today as your moods fluctuate. Just as you think you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;know what you want, the emotional tide shifts again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and you can quickly change your mind. Instead of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;attempting to force a final decision right now, give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;yourself permission to remain uncommitted. Once &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;the Moon leaves Libra tomorrow, you'll know what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;to do&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/25578960-116603359696527231?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116603359696527231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116603359696527231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116603359696527231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116603359696527231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/thursday-december-14-2006-libra-sep-23.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116593456713402877</id><published>2006-12-12T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T22:42:47.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/172427/LoVe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 330px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/23910/LoVe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new tote bag from Louis Vuitton&lt;br /&gt;is simply to die for. Should I?&lt;br /&gt;Should I not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: For the god's sake, I think I'll get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116593456713402877?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116593456713402877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116593456713402877&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116593456713402877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116593456713402877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-new-tote-bag-from-louis-vuitton.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25578960.post-116585755455471645</id><published>2006-12-12T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T01:19:16.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/668575/IMGP4624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/787153/IMGP4624.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The night view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/943258/IMGP4304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/118319/IMGP4304.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The day view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/99475/G%3F%3FR%3F%3F%282397%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/282640/G%3F%3FR%3F%3F%282397%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the only thing that I have bought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P/S: I see my true colors, that's why I love myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116585755455471645?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116585755455471645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116585755455471645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116585755455471645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116585755455471645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/night-view.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116534017278512965</id><published>2006-12-06T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:36:13.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/914867/nokia_n91_i01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/222076/nokia_n91_i01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Didn't want to call your phone. I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;that I'll get used to it and will be waiting&lt;br /&gt;for you everyday and night.&lt;br /&gt;Not grudge to let you go but can't make you&lt;br /&gt;stay as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's so hard to love someone.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116534017278512965?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116534017278512965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116534017278512965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116534017278512965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116534017278512965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/didnt-want-to-call-your-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116531041521939503</id><published>2006-12-05T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:39:13.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/285423/05122006119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/614467/05122006119.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The moon seems to be reachable but yet so far."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;When thing doesn't go the way you wanted it to,&lt;br /&gt;don't give up.&lt;br /&gt;When thing is going the way you wanted it to,&lt;br /&gt;don't forget what you have gone through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Life is surrounded with darkness but there is always something or someone&lt;br /&gt;to lead you to brightness. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116531041521939503?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116531041521939503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116531041521939503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116531041521939503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116531041521939503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/moon-seems-to-be-reachable-but-yet-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116516554504096656</id><published>2006-12-04T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T01:05:45.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/707652/bitch.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/756456/bitch.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love my mum so much more than anybody&lt;br /&gt;who is living on this earth. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because she is the biggest bitch that I have&lt;br /&gt;ever seen on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P/S: You guys can't blame me, the bitchiness from her&lt;br /&gt;        happens to flow in my blood as well. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116516554504096656?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116516554504096656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116516554504096656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116516554504096656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116516554504096656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-my-mum-so-much-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116508414354132185</id><published>2006-12-03T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:29:04.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/555562/oneman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/873116/oneman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where would you go, I miss you so.&lt;br /&gt;Since like forever since you  have been gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P/S: Es, My stomach wasn't feeling well. So, I took a nap. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116508414354132185?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116508414354132185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116508414354132185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116508414354132185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116508414354132185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/where-would-you-go-i-miss-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116495977055023297</id><published>2006-12-01T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T16:18:37.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/543459/world%20aids%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 279px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/673861/world%20aids%20day.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you putting one red ribbon on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your life is more expensive than a pack of condoms.&lt;br /&gt;Do you honestly think having sex without condoms&lt;br /&gt;feels way better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116495977055023297?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116495977055023297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116495977055023297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116495977055023297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116495977055023297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/are-you-putting-one-red-ribbon-on-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116490593203799339</id><published>2006-12-01T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:58:53.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/393249/Showering%20in%20the%20rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 341px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/89120/Showering%20in%20the%20rain.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dear Lord, would you shower away&lt;br /&gt;my pain and let it rain on me. While&lt;br /&gt;I cherish the air that I breathe, I'm&lt;br /&gt;an angel that can't soar, can't fly,&lt;br /&gt;And I imagine that I could fly with&lt;br /&gt;my broken wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If only I could fly, I would fly to your side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116490593203799339?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116490593203799339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116490593203799339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116490593203799339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116490593203799339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/12/dear-lord-would-you-shower-away-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116481993752777580</id><published>2006-11-30T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:05:38.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/544899/Sewing_a_Broken_Heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 231px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/532116/Sewing_a_Broken_Heart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could a heart that was once broken&lt;br /&gt;be loved again? Yes or no? I don't&lt;br /&gt;know! Dare to try!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P/S: Sometimes love just ain't enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/25578960-116481993752777580?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116481993752777580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116481993752777580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116481993752777580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116481993752777580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/could-heart-that-was-once-broken-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116473162905441618</id><published>2006-11-29T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:34:01.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh Lord! Now that I fucking realized&lt;br /&gt;that there are tons of idiots, retarded&lt;br /&gt;people, immature people, stupid asses,&lt;br /&gt;childish freaks, nasty sluts, and  for&lt;br /&gt;sure MORONS are included around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ. I wish they could get burnt&lt;br /&gt;in HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116473162905441618?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116473162905441618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116473162905441618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116473162905441618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116473162905441618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-lord-now-that-i-fucking-realized.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116465161693464844</id><published>2006-11-28T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T02:20:29.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/806286/Dolphin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/946509/Dolphin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pretending that I'm a happy dolphin and&lt;br /&gt;swimming to the sea which is surround&lt;br /&gt;with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;... If only I could do so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116465161693464844?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116465161693464844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116465161693464844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116465161693464844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116465161693464844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/pretending-that-im-happy-dolphin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116456770768675829</id><published>2006-11-27T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T03:01:51.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I realized that I must try hard to get&lt;br /&gt;over you. I'm really trying. I promise&lt;br /&gt;myself that I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If money was everything, I would have bought it for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116456770768675829?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116456770768675829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116456770768675829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116456770768675829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116456770768675829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-realized-that-i-must-try-hard-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116444762967615201</id><published>2006-11-25T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T17:40:30.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/1600/754017/_39477796_bbc08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/2675/320/17540/_39477796_bbc08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got the result of my HIV test which&lt;br /&gt;turns out to be negative. That means I&lt;br /&gt;am still clean. LoLx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to play, play safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"If you're scared, don't come out and play." - Anonymous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This is nothing but totally wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You wouldn't know how suffering is to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;infected with this desease unless you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;seen it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;No rubber, no love. Love yourself and love your partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116444762967615201?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116444762967615201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116444762967615201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116444762967615201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116444762967615201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/ive-got-result-of-my-hiv-test-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116404571632381913</id><published>2006-11-21T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T02:01:58.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/flames.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/flames.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flames to dust.&lt;br /&gt;Lovers to friends.&lt;br /&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116404571632381913?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116404571632381913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116404571632381913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116404571632381913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116404571632381913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/flames-to-dust.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116370107072574584</id><published>2006-11-17T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:17:52.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/PC193887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/PC193887.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How deep is your love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I really mean to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Didn't you know? I've been in love with you and I always do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116370107072574584?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116370107072574584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116370107072574584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116370107072574584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116370107072574584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-deep-is-your-love-i-really-mean-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116352785181724370</id><published>2006-11-15T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:10:52.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/h11%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/h11%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... And then our conversation stopped...&lt;br /&gt;He left me waited for 37 minutes before&lt;br /&gt;he greeted me again. Am I invisible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He doesn't know that I actually care about that. Could I be any cheaper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116352785181724370?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116352785181724370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116352785181724370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116352785181724370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116352785181724370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116344414893547036</id><published>2006-11-14T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:55:51.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/8009-user_icon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/8009-user_icon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Let him go. It's time to let him go. If&lt;br /&gt; he is yours, he will come back to you." - Esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I know that if I let him go, he'll be forever gone.&lt;br /&gt;I know I have made myself cheap, from a million&lt;br /&gt;to a dollar but I really feel that he's the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P/S: ES, you better not laughing at this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116344414893547036?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116344414893547036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116344414893547036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116344414893547036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116344414893547036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/let-him-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116330903076171717</id><published>2006-11-12T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T03:00:27.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/leaf%20falling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 231px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/leaf%20falling.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The falling of a leave is caused by the tree&lt;br /&gt;for not detaining it or the leaf was carried&lt;br /&gt;away by the wind!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116330903076171717?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116330903076171717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116330903076171717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116330903076171717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116330903076171717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/falling-of-leave-is-caused-by-tree-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116330871091642916</id><published>2006-11-12T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T13:18:31.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/im-sorry-im-leavin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/im-sorry-im-leavin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would have thought that you could hurt me?&lt;br /&gt;The way you've done it, so deliberate and determined.&lt;br /&gt;And since you have been gone,&lt;br /&gt;I bite my nails for days and hours.&lt;br /&gt;I question myself with my own question on and on.&lt;br /&gt;So, tell me now why are you so far away when I'm so close?&lt;br /&gt;You know even know the meaning of the word "I'm sorry".&lt;br /&gt;You said you would love me until you die but as far&lt;br /&gt;as I know you're still alive.&lt;br /&gt;It should be illegal to deceive person's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116330871091642916?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116330871091642916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116330871091642916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/life.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough" - Mae West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today was good, today was fun, tomorrow is yet another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116318866746371695?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116318866746371695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116318866746371695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116318866746371695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116318866746371695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-only-live-once-but-if-you-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116318841392585054</id><published>2006-11-11T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T03:53:34.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/silverlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/silverlogo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I haven't reallt evr found a place that I call home,&lt;br /&gt;I never stick around quite long enough to make it.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize that once again I'm not in love,&lt;br /&gt;but it is not as if I mind that your heart ain't eaxctly breaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a thought, only a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I deserve nothing more than I get cause&lt;br /&gt;nothing I have is truly mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought that I would love to live by the sea,&lt;br /&gt;to travel the world alone and live more simply.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what's happened to that dream&lt;br /&gt;cause there's really nothing left here to stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my heart is a shield and I won't let it down.&lt;br /&gt;While I am so afraid of fail so I won't even try.&lt;br /&gt;Well, how can I say I'm alive when everything I&lt;br /&gt;own is for rent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116318841392585054?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116318841392585054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116318841392585054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116318841392585054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116318841392585054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-havent-reallt-evr-found-place-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116309087462149926</id><published>2006-11-10T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:47:55.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/brxbxp46619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/brxbxp46619.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mr. K, don't you know that I have tried so hard?&lt;br /&gt;I have tried so hard to forget you.&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to show my interest on you.&lt;br /&gt;I have made the move.&lt;br /&gt;I have lied to myself that one day I could make you love me.&lt;br /&gt;I have really tried.&lt;br /&gt;From what you said to me, I can tell that what&lt;br /&gt;I have done is a waste.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I still in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself that I will get over you but&lt;br /&gt;the fact is I can't. Each time I go online, you're&lt;br /&gt;the 1st person that I would check if you're online.&lt;br /&gt;I try not to accept the fact that you won't greet me&lt;br /&gt;but it's all about lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SET ME FREE! I'm still not over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Again, you make myself feel so ugly and unwanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116309087462149926?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116309087462149926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116309087462149926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116309087462149926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116309087462149926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116297090667143576</id><published>2006-11-08T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T15:28:26.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/sandhand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/sandhand.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes, we'll really have to learn&lt;br /&gt;how to let go things that we have tried&lt;br /&gt;and tried and insisted to work it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't you know that I'm so into you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116297090667143576?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116297090667143576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116297090667143576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116297090667143576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116297090667143576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/sometimes-well-really-have-to-learn.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116275708960356910</id><published>2006-11-06T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T04:04:54.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/G%3F%3FR%3F%3F%282209%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/G%3F%3FR%3F%3F%282209%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Didn't you know or you were just pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;that you didn't know that the person I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;talking about was you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If a person wears a mask, he/she could fool the world but he/she&lt;br /&gt;could not fool himself/herself cause once his/her heart reflects the&lt;br /&gt;real self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116275708960356910?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116275708960356910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116275708960356910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116275708960356910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116275708960356910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/didnt-you-know-or-you-were-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116266801678698692</id><published>2006-11-05T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T03:20:17.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img516.imageshack.us/img516/9096/ist21051832fatmanim8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img516.imageshack.us/img516/9096/ist21051832fatmanim8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being fat doesn't mean that fat people don't&lt;br /&gt;deserve to be in love or to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;Stop being stereotyped. Even a pig would be&lt;br /&gt;loved as well. We are living in this earth as&lt;br /&gt;human beings, we can think more than the&lt;br /&gt;animals do. Ask ourselves, why would we be&lt;br /&gt;so super ficial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;K, you make me feel so fucking ugly and unwanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116266801678698692?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116266801678698692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116266801678698692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116266801678698692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116266801678698692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/being-fat-doesnt-mean-that-fat-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116262242246511714</id><published>2006-11-04T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T14:40:24.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img175.imageshack.us/img175/3834/gr2287ad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img175.imageshack.us/img175/3834/gr2287ad1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Noticed something on my lips?&lt;br /&gt;I finally have the guts to do it.&lt;br /&gt;What motivated me?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Perhaps, it's the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hmmm.. Next piercing is going be on tongue..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116262242246511714?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116262242246511714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116262242246511714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116262242246511714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116262242246511714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/noticed-something-on-my-lips-i-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116248977493743941</id><published>2006-11-03T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T01:49:35.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img330.imageshack.us/img330/7002/glassdicesfl9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img330.imageshack.us/img330/7002/glassdicesfl9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chances are meant to be taken not to be reminisced.&lt;br /&gt;Memories are meant to be reminisced not to be held on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116248977493743941?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116248977493743941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116248977493743941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116248977493743941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116248977493743941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/chances-are-meant-to-be-taken-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116236336732318309</id><published>2006-11-01T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T14:42:50.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/Lovebirds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/Lovebirds.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Love is a bird, it needs to fly;&lt;br /&gt;Let all the hurt inside of you die.&lt;br /&gt;You're frozen when your heart is not open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there is no point of placing the blame;&lt;br /&gt;You should that I suffer the same.&lt;br /&gt;If I lose you, my heart will be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... If only I could melt your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116236336732318309?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116236336732318309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116236336732318309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116236336732318309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116236336732318309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-is-bird-it-needs-to-fly-let-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116230445288164375</id><published>2006-10-31T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:20:53.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/door%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/door%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There is always a door that always welcomes&lt;br /&gt;me and that's the door of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You have never tried.......... NIGHT NIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116230445288164375?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116230445288164375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116230445288164375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116230445288164375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116230445288164375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/there-is-always-door-that-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116219226256834002</id><published>2006-10-30T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T15:18:05.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/mother%20and%20baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 340px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/mother%20and%20baby.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                                              A MOTHER'S ENDLESS LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She was there every time you cried, when&lt;br /&gt;you are a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; YOU started growing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She jumped with joy, when you first stood&lt;br /&gt;up on your tender feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; YOU grew confident!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She celebrated with happiness on your first&lt;br /&gt;birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; YOU ate the cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She gave you sweets, on your first day to&lt;br /&gt;school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; YOU enjoyed the whole!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She bought YOU new clothes, instead of&lt;br /&gt;clothes for herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; YOU showed off to your&lt;br /&gt;friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She took you to the doctor, when you were&lt;br /&gt;sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; YOU recovered your health!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She quarreled with her friend, when you&lt;br /&gt;fought with her friend’s kid to prove your&lt;br /&gt;innocence &amp; gave up her friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; YOU cared&lt;br /&gt;less for her loss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She gave you her savings, to buy your bicycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; YOU rode with pride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She gave you her savings, on your first day to&lt;br /&gt;University.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; YOU celebrated with your friends,&lt;br /&gt;when you got your scholarship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She cooked your favorite breakfast, on your&lt;br /&gt;first day to Office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; YOU became independent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She waited at the door on your first salary day,&lt;br /&gt;only to seek God's blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; YOU already&lt;br /&gt;celebrated with your friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She's now old and lonely, still thinking of YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Remember! All that she had, she gave to YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Show your love before you feel it is too late.&lt;br /&gt;THINK, for a moment! How much she sacrificed&lt;br /&gt;for YOU. The agony &amp; pain she went through&lt;br /&gt;all the years. It was for YOU, only for YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Give her your time, a bit of your love for that&lt;br /&gt;is all she desires. Tell her that you love her&lt;br /&gt;and care too. She's with YOU, no matter where&lt;br /&gt;you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.axcest.com/?kelvin725"&gt;Kelvin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25578960-116219226256834002?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116219226256834002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116219226256834002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116219226256834002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116219226256834002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/mothers-endless-love-she-was-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116197622895592400</id><published>2006-10-28T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T03:10:29.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/lagrima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/lagrima.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I thought I wouldn't cry no more.."&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be faked, only tears are true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE STILL DOESN'T KNOW THAT I'M STILL IN LOVE WITH HIM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: To Miss Esther Phua, I was sleeping and a little&lt;br /&gt;          moody but I'm all fine now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116197622895592400?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116197622895592400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116197622895592400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116197622895592400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116197622895592400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thought-i-wouldnt-cry-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116195372166448416</id><published>2006-10-27T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T20:55:21.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/suicide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 343px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/suicide.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Everytime I feel lonely, I can blame it on you and I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You've got me like a loaded gun, golden sun and skies so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;blue. We both know that we want it but we both know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you let me no choice. Each time you go away, you just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;bring me down. I pretend that all is well, so, I'm counting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my tears till I get over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes, I watch the world go by, I wonder what it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;like, to wake up every single day ans smile on your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but you never tried. We both know we can't change it but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;we both know we'll have to face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If only I could give you up, would I want to let you off my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;heart? We both know that we are pretending but we both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;know that we both still not over each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know that I'm not over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P/S: I'm not going to continue composing about PART II.&lt;br /&gt;        Sorry about that but I have my reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116195372166448416?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116195372166448416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116195372166448416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116195372166448416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116195372166448416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/everytime-i-feel-lonely-i-can-blame-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116195288661467108</id><published>2006-10-27T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T20:41:33.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/glasses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sometimes your view can change the view of life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You'll be able to find more and better in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Realize your present and dare to discover the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116195288661467108?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116195288661467108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116195288661467108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116195288661467108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116195288661467108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-your-view-can-change-view-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116166985619891943</id><published>2006-10-24T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T14:04:16.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/3623342652972l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/400/3623342652972l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;There is only so much you can learn in one place.&lt;br /&gt;The more that I wait, the more time that I waste.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got much time to waste, it's time to make my way.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of what I'll face but I'm afraid to stay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going down my own road and I can make it alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'll work and I'll fight until I find a place of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't wait a moment more, tell me quando, quando, quando.&lt;br /&gt;Say it's me that you adore and then darling tell me when.&lt;br /&gt;Every moment a day, everyday seems a lifetime.&lt;br /&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/25578960-116166985619891943?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116166985619891943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116166985619891943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116166985619891943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116166985619891943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/there-is-only-so-much-you-can-learn-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116154033189055200</id><published>2006-10-23T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T02:05:37.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to dedicate this story too all the lovers tonight&lt;br /&gt;and I expect that might be the whole world because&lt;br /&gt;everybody needs something or someone to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you all don't mind, I would like to talk about this guy.&lt;br /&gt;He started to appear in my life like less then 2 months&lt;br /&gt;ago, whenever he comes online and chats with me, there&lt;br /&gt;will always be lotsa smiles on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the story begin, a heart was sent on &lt;a href="http://www.fridae.com"&gt;FRIDAE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and unexpectable, an email was sent to me. Surprisingly,&lt;br /&gt;his MSN addy was contained in the email as well. Without,&lt;br /&gt;considering about anything, I have decided to add him&lt;br /&gt;onto my MSN list. I know you all would wonder about the&lt;br /&gt;reason why? Here is the reason, HE HAS WHAT IT TAKES&lt;br /&gt;TO BECOME MY BOYFRIEND or in another way, HE HAS&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I ALWAYS WANT ON A BOYFRIEND OF MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't seem to talk much to me at first but then there was&lt;br /&gt;something that gave me the courage to confess about my&lt;br /&gt;feelings toward him. So, I did. From now and then, he started&lt;br /&gt;to automatically greet me on MSN and he gave me the feelings&lt;br /&gt;that nobody has ever given me before. I felt loved. He seemed&lt;br /&gt;to be a wonderful guy to me. With good manners, good attitude,&lt;br /&gt;good look, perhaps GREAT look and fresh personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm kinda tired now.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To Be Continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116154033189055200?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116154033189055200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116154033189055200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116154033189055200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116154033189055200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/part-i-i-want-to-dedicate-this-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116153518176645069</id><published>2006-10-23T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:39:42.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.crisalideinversa.com/certezza/shhhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 462px;" src="http://www.crisalideinversa.com/certezza/shhhh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's win or lose not how you play the game.&lt;br /&gt;And the road to darkness has a way of&lt;br /&gt;always knowing my name but I think&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows. Your secret is safe with me.&lt;br /&gt;Who is gonna be there when the last angel&lt;br /&gt;has flown way and I have lost my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'll start over, I'll wake up and&lt;br /&gt;start over again when everybody else is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows the rhytmn of my heart and the&lt;br /&gt;way I do when I'm lying in the dark and the&lt;br /&gt;world is asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think nobody knows but ME......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116153518176645069?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116153518176645069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116153518176645069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116153518176645069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116153518176645069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-win-or-lose-not-how-you-play-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116146656863737333</id><published>2006-10-22T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:24:23.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Even though there is no birthday cake for&lt;br /&gt;me in reality but I had a visual cake over&lt;br /&gt;the internet. Thanks a lot to Esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still the sweet loving girl that I used&lt;br /&gt;to know. Hehehe! Well, perhaps you have&lt;br /&gt;changed in some aspects but it doesn't mean&lt;br /&gt;anything bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about me. I'm happy. I won't&lt;br /&gt;keep my unhappiness on my birth date. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116146656863737333?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116146656863737333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116146656863737333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116146656863737333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116146656863737333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/even-though-there-is-no-birthday-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116144580450530615</id><published>2006-10-21T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:50:04.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/lonely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 231px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/lonely.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm turning 20 very soon. Let's say.. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Another 27 minutes. If you think you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;now, wait until tonight. I see tonight is the night&lt;br /&gt;when the needs come out. When my needs come&lt;br /&gt;out to breathe and I toast the stars where there&lt;br /&gt;ain't no way I can sleep. I feel like I wanna testify&lt;br /&gt;to you but there ain't no way I could do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no way that I will drop a tear when love&lt;br /&gt;runs out and the pain walks in a settles for a stay&lt;br /&gt;or even cause as I'm growing, I'm learning too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Me, myself and I, that's what I've got in the end and I ain't no need to cry&lt;br /&gt;because I will be my own best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116144580450530615?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116144580450530615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116144580450530615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116144580450530615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116144580450530615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-turning-20-very-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116136576028471525</id><published>2006-10-21T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T01:36:00.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/125468665_a5f488ea1d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 151px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/125468665_a5f488ea1d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As my birthday comes closer, I can feel the&lt;br /&gt;distance between myself and people around&lt;br /&gt;me. Some of them seem to be so close but yet&lt;br /&gt;so far and some of them are totally out of my&lt;br /&gt;sight. I stretch out my hand and feel nothing&lt;br /&gt;but the cool wind flow through the gaps of my&lt;br /&gt;fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Birthday to Gary", I say to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116136576028471525?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116136576028471525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116136576028471525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116136576028471525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116136576028471525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/as-my-birthday-comes-closer-i-can-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116124450581586889</id><published>2006-10-19T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T15:55:06.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.axcest.com/news/images/31hhorny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 319px;" src="http://www.axcest.com/news/images/31hhorny2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes, It's really exhausting to be in love.&lt;br /&gt;It makes you feel like lying there forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in the game of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116124450581586889?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116124450581586889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116124450581586889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116124450581586889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116124450581586889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-its-really-exhausting-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116102479638100652</id><published>2006-10-17T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:53:16.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fastlane.com.au/Products/RainX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 239px;" src="http://www.fastlane.com.au/Products/RainX.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is like driving a car. If you're driving on&lt;br /&gt;a fast lane with a slow speed or driving on a&lt;br /&gt;slow lane with fast speed, you might want to&lt;br /&gt;consider about changing the lane to avoid&lt;br /&gt;some unwanted accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To love or to be loved is nothing. To love and to be loved in return is everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116102479638100652?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116102479638100652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116102479638100652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116102479638100652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116102479638100652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-is-like-driving-car.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116091477544814566</id><published>2006-10-15T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T20:19:35.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/wrong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 120px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/wrong.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is so blind; It feels so right when it's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love me? Love me not? Love me? Love me not? Make me yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116091477544814566?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116091477544814566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116091477544814566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116091477544814566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116091477544814566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-is-so-blind-it-feels-so-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116084898538491326</id><published>2006-10-15T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T02:03:05.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.alohamolds.com/molds/AS012%20Eternity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.alohamolds.com/molds/AS012%20Eternity.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"And I love you baby.. If it's quite alright, I miss you baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  A million times. I'll say it baby.. I love you forever and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  ever, and ever and ever. So, we live happily everafter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I feel contented with that. I really am but most people don't know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25578960-116084898538491326?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116084898538491326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116084898538491326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116084898538491326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116084898538491326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-i-love-you-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116076071353124522</id><published>2006-10-14T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T14:51:14.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/1600/dimaaODAQjhd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4682/2675/320/dimaaODAQjhd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You give me "wings" that I could fly&lt;br /&gt; miles to be beside you this lovely&lt;br /&gt; night, across the wide and starry&lt;br /&gt; night." - Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;COULD I HAVE THIS KISS FOREVER!?&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/25578960-116076071353124522?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116076071353124522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116076071353124522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116076071353124522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116076071353124522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-give-me-wings-that-i-could-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116062608638714735</id><published>2006-10-12T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T12:08:23.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bildbevis.se/images/20060112000555_overflow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.bildbevis.se/images/20060112000555_overflow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not half of two. I don't need a man to complete me.&lt;br /&gt;All I need is a man that can make my life perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For those who expect too much in a relationship, they disappointment&lt;br /&gt;will be bigger than those who don't expect much.&lt;br /&gt;You might think he loves you so but the truth is still unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116062608638714735?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116062608638714735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116062608638714735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116062608638714735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116062608638714735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-not-half-of-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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-25578960.post-116055532556877976</id><published>2006-10-11T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:28:45.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://getafreelancer.com/data/projects/18333/diamond_russia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 359px;" src="http://getafreelancer.com/data/projects/18333/diamond_russia.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Diamonds present the meaning of eternity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about it?&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything that can last forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A relationship will be fading off.&lt;br /&gt;A friendship will be destroyed in one's hand.&lt;br /&gt;A family might be broken.&lt;br /&gt;A person will be aging.&lt;br /&gt;A flower will be wilted.&lt;br /&gt;A pool can be dried out.&lt;br /&gt;A desert can be turned into a city.&lt;br /&gt;A city can be turned into a living hell.&lt;br /&gt;A healthy person will eventually die.&lt;br /&gt;A smooth skin will fill with wrinkles.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you're trying to make it last forever.&lt;br /&gt;the easier it will slip away from you.&lt;br /&gt;Not only in love but in every other aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We only able to live once in a life time. Make it to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want to do and be proud of yourself and for those&lt;br /&gt;who don't know who themselves are, eventually you'll be able to&lt;br /&gt;find yourself when the time comes. In another case, for those who&lt;br /&gt;are arrogant about everything, beware cause nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;even though you could be the best out of everything or everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25578960-116055532556877976?l=nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/feeds/116055532556877976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25578960&amp;postID=116055532556877976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116055532556877976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25578960/posts/default/116055532556877976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgic-gary.blogspot.com/2006/10/diamonds-present-meaning-of-eternity.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary Vaako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12765793107301567369</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>
