<?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-9294793</id><updated>2012-01-02T09:34:37.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*My WoRld Of PhAnTaSia*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9294793/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Not Me, Not I</name><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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9294793.post-110382610536237129</id><published>2004-12-23T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T10:21:45.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Old Lady Living Down the Street</title><content type='html'>The old lady living down the street... she always stand in the cold,at her front door, longing for her daughter's visit... She looks like a bag of bones... her trembling hands, her sad lonely eyes, her deep voice makes me feel emotional all the time... i bumped into her again today... she was standing at her front door again, stretching her neck, observing every single car that appeared at the corner of the street, praying hard that it would be her daughter's car... we talked about Christmas and she told me sadly that she is not sure whether her daugters will spend time with her this christmas... she sounded really dissapointing because her daughter has not called her to make any arrangement to come and see her... i'm sure she will be standing at her front door, waiting for her daughters' arrival on christmas day even if she is sure that they are not coming to see her... that is her world of fantasy... a world that full of happiness, love and her daughters and maybe her grandchildren... she lets her mind swimming in her world of fantasy...   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9294793-110382610536237129?l=myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com/feeds/110382610536237129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9294793&amp;postID=110382610536237129' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9294793/posts/default/110382610536237129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9294793/posts/default/110382610536237129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com/2004/12/old-lady-living-down-street.html' title='The Old Lady Living Down the Street'/><author><name>Not Me, Not I</name><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-9294793.post-110218457856437831</id><published>2004-12-05T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T10:22:58.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another boring weekend</title><content type='html'>Life's been crazy lately... Loads of work to do... Feel like tearing myself into parts so dat i can finish all my work on time... Apart from that, cant really sleep at nite... assignment, assignment, assignment... tutorial work, tutorial work, tutorial work... aigh!!! At the same time, i'm kinda enjoyin dis kind of hectic life style... It keeps me movin constantly, then i wont feel left out... I feel safe n secure cos i can find the balance in my life(typical Libran)... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9294793-110218457856437831?l=myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com/feeds/110218457856437831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9294793&amp;postID=110218457856437831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9294793/posts/default/110218457856437831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9294793/posts/default/110218457856437831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com/2004/12/another-boring-weekend.html' title='Another boring weekend'/><author><name>Not Me, Not I</name><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-9294793.post-110183434285218260</id><published>2004-11-30T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T15:40:54.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't done much in these few days... For the 1st time in this one n a half yr, my 'big bro' is goin away from me for one mth plus... he's alwiz there for me when i'm upset, when i'm goin thru' the most diff time of my life... he reminds me of 'Ah Bao Go' my beluved cousin... I miss him sooooooo much...  I miss the rainbow colour jelly dat v used to eat all da time... i miss runnin in the village wif him... climbin up the trees... pickin up special round stone to make our oen tortoise... dat's my world of fantasy... a place dat i will nvr grow old... the place that he will alwiz exist... the place that i wont feel cold and lonely...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9294793-110183434285218260?l=myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com/feeds/110183434285218260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9294793&amp;postID=110183434285218260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9294793/posts/default/110183434285218260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9294793/posts/default/110183434285218260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com/2004/11/havent-done-much-in-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Not Me, Not I</name><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-9294793.post-110177130079671961</id><published>2004-11-29T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T15:35:00.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y do u need to be so hard on me??? Y cant i jas live in my world of fantasy??? A happy world... A world that i would luv to stay all of my life... Pls.... Dun bring me bac to the world of reality... Leave me alone... Lemme stay in my world of fantasy... &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9294793-110177130079671961?l=myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com/feeds/110177130079671961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9294793&amp;postID=110177130079671961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9294793/posts/default/110177130079671961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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one thing that lasts&lt;br /&gt;Is that the same old song that we played&lt;br /&gt;along and made my mama cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days and i miss those ways&lt;br /&gt;When i got lost in fantasies&lt;br /&gt;In a cartoon land of mysteries&lt;br /&gt;In a place you won't grow old&lt;br /&gt;In a place you won't feel cold&lt;br /&gt;and I'll sing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da da da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Seems i'm lost in my reflection&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da da da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Find a star for my direction&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da da da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;For the lilttle girl inside who won't just&lt;br /&gt;hide&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me see mistakes and lies&lt;br /&gt;Let me keep my faith and innocent eyes&lt;br /&gt;innocent eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember when you were 15?&lt;br /&gt;And the kids at school called you a fool&lt;br /&gt;cos you took the chance to dream&lt;br /&gt;In the time that's past and the one&lt;br /&gt;thing that lasts&lt;br /&gt;Is that same old song that we played&lt;br /&gt;along and made my daddy cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days and i miss those ways&lt;br /&gt;when i got lost in fantasies&lt;br /&gt;In a cartoon land of mysteries&lt;br /&gt;In a place you won't grow old&lt;br /&gt;In a place you won't feel cold&lt;br /&gt;And i'll sing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da da da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Seems i'm lost in my reflection&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da da da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Find a star for my direction&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da da da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;For the little girl inside who won't just&lt;br /&gt;hide&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me see mistakes and lies&lt;br /&gt;Let me keep my innocent eyes&lt;br /&gt;My innocent eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under my feelings under my skin&lt;br /&gt;Under the thoughts from within&lt;br /&gt;Learning the subtext&lt;br /&gt;of the mind&lt;br /&gt;See creation how where defined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da da da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Seems i'm lost in my reflection&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da da da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Find a star for my reflection&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da da da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;For the little girl inside who won't just&lt;br /&gt;hide&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me see mistakes and lies&lt;br /&gt;Let me keep my faith and innocent eyes&lt;br /&gt;innocent eyes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9294793-110123633197280634?l=myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myworldoffantasy.blogspot.com/feeds/110123633197280634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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