<?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-13944417</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:24:20.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings of a Ma_Gi</title><subtitle type='html'>senseless rantings of a lost soul</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Giselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10845238951061803567</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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944417.post-112407225047771158</id><published>2005-08-15T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:17:30.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blind (by lifehouse)</title><content type='html'>I was young but I wasn't naive&lt;br /&gt;I watched helpless as he turned around to leave&lt;br /&gt;And still I have the pain I have to carry&lt;br /&gt;A past so deep that even you could not bury if you tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Only in hopes of dreaming&lt;br /&gt;That everything would be like is was before&lt;br /&gt;But nights like this it seems are slowly fleeting&lt;br /&gt;They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever wanna leave it&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could not believe it&lt;br /&gt;That my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more than you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;A part of me dies when I let you go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944417-112407225047771158?l=magiselda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/feeds/112407225047771158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944417&amp;postID=112407225047771158' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/112407225047771158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/112407225047771158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/2005/08/blind-by-lifehouse.html' title='blind (by lifehouse)'/><author><name>Giselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10845238951061803567</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944417.post-112200638391812763</id><published>2005-07-22T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T12:28:58.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a familiar voice and a familiar feeling</title><content type='html'>it's been two years yesterday friend. it is still a special day for me. i just had to let that be known somehow. i know i'm going thru something difficult this time. and i'm just glad that i have a friend like you to turn to whenever things get tough. your voice, it was just soothing to hear. your laughter, it was just a welcome sound apart from all the sobs i've been hearing at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'twas a special day indeed....and it will always be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944417-112200638391812763?l=magiselda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/feeds/112200638391812763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944417&amp;postID=112200638391812763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/112200638391812763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/112200638391812763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/2005/07/familiar-voice-and-familiar-feeling.html' title='a familiar voice and a familiar feeling'/><author><name>Giselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10845238951061803567</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-13944417.post-112190623538218459</id><published>2005-07-21T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T08:37:15.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>closure</title><content type='html'>it was another rough night. two hours max of sleep again. i thought after threshing things out with him and having 3 bottles of beer, that i can get that long awaited deep slumber. well, maybe not yet....hopefully soon. coz work is already suffering...and i really can't concentrate on anything at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think girl...what's next? moving on....again....this is getting to be a cycle already. since i lost a few pounds because of this...maybe i should continue trying to lose more. hmmmm....gym? badminton? walkathon? c'mon....think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944417-112190623538218459?l=magiselda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/feeds/112190623538218459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944417&amp;postID=112190623538218459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/112190623538218459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/112190623538218459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/2005/07/closure.html' title='closure'/><author><name>Giselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10845238951061803567</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-13944417.post-112182066216202461</id><published>2005-07-20T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T08:51:02.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wide awake and messed up sheets</title><content type='html'>tired from work and tired with all this emotional baggage i've been carrying around. i thought that keeping myself busy and considering my body is abt to give in to all these...that sleep will be more easier. chatted with a friend while watching "friends" and singing till 12am, read a book till 2 am, tossed and turned my bed till 3 am. finally in between thinking what to drown myself into and counting sheeps, i fell into deep slumber. then i woke up at 5 am. grrrr....turned on my PC again to play some music...while my eyes are wide open waiting for my 7 am bath.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if my sheets had a mind of their own...they would have complained to high heavens how messed up their lives these days are with me. can somebody just kill me please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944417-112182066216202461?l=magiselda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/feeds/112182066216202461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944417.post-112174497373834178</id><published>2005-07-19T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T11:49:33.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full of Grace</title><content type='html'>(by Sarah Mclachlan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winter here's cold and bitter,&lt;br /&gt;It's chilled us to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;We haven't seen the sun for weeks,&lt;br /&gt;Too long, too far from home.&lt;br /&gt;I feel just like I'm sinking,&lt;br /&gt;And I claw for solid ground.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pulled down by the undertow,&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I could feel so low,&lt;br /&gt;And, oh, darkness, I feel like letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all of the strength and all of the courage&lt;br /&gt;Come and lift me from this place.&lt;br /&gt;I know I can love you much better than this:&lt;br /&gt;Full of grace, Full of grace, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better this way,&lt;br /&gt;I said,&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen this place before.&lt;br /&gt;Where everything we say and do,&lt;br /&gt;Hurts us all the more.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that we stayed too long&lt;br /&gt;In the same old sickly scheme,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm pulled down by the undertow,&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I could feel so low,&lt;br /&gt;And, oh, darkness, I feel like letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all of the strength and all of the courage&lt;br /&gt;Come and lift me from this place&lt;br /&gt;I know I can love you much better than this:&lt;br /&gt;Full of grace, full of grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can love you much better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944417-112174497373834178?l=magiselda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/feeds/112174497373834178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944417&amp;postID=112174497373834178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/112174497373834178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/112174497373834178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/2005/07/full-of-grace.html' title='Full of Grace'/><author><name>Giselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10845238951061803567</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-13944417.post-112173335895526978</id><published>2005-07-19T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T08:53:22.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a prayer</title><content type='html'>now this is more than a tilt in the universe. more like a total turn around. i should be getting the hang of this. of getting hurt and being left out wondering what i have done wrong. i heard somewhere that talk is cheap. but no one's doing the talking but me. what a blabbermouth! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to defy all reason and try to reach out first. i always believed in this saying that i should live like there was no tomorrow. i fear that if i lose my chance to do something or say anything, the chance is gone forever. so the reason for my passion in love and life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i've been fighting against myself. to at least maintain some dignity left of me. its not pride. i know myself better. i have never been a proud person. its more like keeping my sanity. i think i've been embarassed enough and been hurt enough. though i know deep in my heart that it never was my nature to bear grudges against anyone. no matter how i got hurt. but this time, i will not reach out anymore. i can be a friend. but not now. i need to heal. just like in the past. i know i can get through this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to forgive you. (you promised to say something if ever there would be someone in your life. you said it was a fair enough request of mine.) but first, i have to work out on forgiving myself. and this is taking more time than i thought it would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always thought that writing was a good therapy for me. that's why my tabulas blog was born. but i can't have you see me suffering. i don't need your guilt or pity. i have been hurt more than this before. and i have survived. and i will survive again this time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so each time i miss you...or think abt you...or want to hear your voice...i utter a prayer. for Him to help me get through this and for me to let you go. i pray for your happiness. and hope that she is the one you are looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944417-112173335895526978?l=magiselda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/feeds/112173335895526978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944417&amp;postID=112173335895526978' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/112173335895526978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/112173335895526978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/2005/07/prayer.html' title='a prayer'/><author><name>Giselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10845238951061803567</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944417.post-112071224140534952</id><published>2005-07-07T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T12:57:21.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>off somewhere</title><content type='html'>i'm off to Davao tomorrow early morning. our flight will be at 4:30am. i'm excited. not only because i'll be seeing the place for the first time but also because of business opportunities awaiting for us there. if things do work out. there's a possibility for me to relocate. but then again, that would be a hazy reading of the future at the moment. i don't know if my kids will be up to it. or even if my ex will allow them to go with me. drats! if only i was single. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lots of things to do. lots of places to see. i wish i could travel around with my special someone. hahaha wishful thinking. that's abt all i can do right now really....wish....and think....mmmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944417-112071224140534952?l=magiselda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/feeds/112071224140534952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944417&amp;postID=112071224140534952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/112071224140534952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/112071224140534952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/2005/07/off-somewhere.html' title='off somewhere'/><author><name>Giselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10845238951061803567</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-13944417.post-111986923713488462</id><published>2005-06-27T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T18:47:17.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a fool till the end</title><content type='html'>maybe its time for me to stop hurting. i know i can be such a stubborn person when it comes to matters of the heart. what can i do? mahal ko yung tao. ang problema, di nya ako mahal. pathetic ba? well, ganon eh. mahirap siguro akong mahalin na tao. wala siguro akong kwenta. sige pa magself-pity ka pa. wala naman kakahinatnan yan kalokohan mo. wag ka na kse mag-illusion na may magmamahal pa syo ng totoo. tigilan mo na yan. gumising ka sa totohanan. wala nang magmamahal syo....wala na!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944417-111986923713488462?l=magiselda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/feeds/111986923713488462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944417&amp;postID=111986923713488462' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/111986923713488462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/111986923713488462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/2005/06/fool-till-end.html' title='a fool till the end'/><author><name>Giselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10845238951061803567</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-13944417.post-111969593420804601</id><published>2005-06-25T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T18:38:54.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got my answer</title><content type='html'>i think i got my answer to my previous post. you couldn't handle the scorching heat. my heart is tired of the pain it gets from loving you. tell me why does it have to be painful to love you? why does it have to hurt this much? maybe its time for me to let you go my free-spirited sunshine. there never was a small square room. only the open skies, the sunshine and the clouds. you are free to shine all you want. i shall not hinder you from doing that. i will just be here to watch and see your beauty and grandeur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944417-111969593420804601?l=magiselda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/feeds/111969593420804601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944417&amp;postID=111969593420804601' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/111969593420804601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/111969593420804601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/2005/06/got-my-answer.html' title='got my answer'/><author><name>Giselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10845238951061803567</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-13944417.post-111968981440499451</id><published>2005-06-25T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T17:04:05.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the Fire</title><content type='html'>I look in your eyes and I can see &lt;br /&gt;We've loved so dangerously &lt;br /&gt;You're not trusting your heart to anyone &lt;br /&gt;You tell me you're gonna play it smart &lt;br /&gt;We're through before we start &lt;br /&gt;But I believe that we've only just begun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's this good, there's no saying no &lt;br /&gt;I want you so, I'm ready to go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;Through the fire &lt;br /&gt;To the limit, to the wall &lt;br /&gt;For a chance to be with you &lt;br /&gt;I'd gladly risk it all &lt;br /&gt;Through the fire &lt;br /&gt;Through whatever, come what may &lt;br /&gt;For a chance at loving you &lt;br /&gt;I'd take it all the way &lt;br /&gt;Right down to the wire &lt;br /&gt;Even through the fire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're afraid of what you feel &lt;br /&gt;You still need time to heal &lt;br /&gt;And I can help if you'll only let me try &lt;br /&gt;You touch me and something in me know &lt;br /&gt;What I could have with you? &lt;br /&gt;Well I'm not ready to kiss that dream goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's this sweet, there's no saying no &lt;br /&gt;I want you so, I'm ready to go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the test of time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the fire, to the limit &lt;br /&gt;Through the fire, through whatever &lt;br /&gt;Through the fire, to the limit &lt;br /&gt;Through the fire, through whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song just says so much of how i am feeling right now. there's this rush of emotions inside me. i feel like i'm going to burst anytime. yes sunshine, i am willing to go through the fire...just to be with you. question is are you willing to go through it too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944417-111968981440499451?l=magiselda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/feeds/111968981440499451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944417&amp;postID=111968981440499451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/111968981440499451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/111968981440499451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/2005/06/through-fire.html' title='Through the Fire'/><author><name>Giselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10845238951061803567</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-13944417.post-111968501830929094</id><published>2005-06-25T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T16:18:27.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new world</title><content type='html'>i have opened my skies to my sunshine. it lights up my world. my sunshine is a free-spirit. it shines when it wants to. i shall always be in its shadows. until when? i do not know. i just know that i love my sunshine....my sunshine lights up my world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944417-111968501830929094?l=magiselda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/feeds/111968501830929094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944417&amp;postID=111968501830929094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/111968501830929094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944417/posts/default/111968501830929094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiselda.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-world.html' title='a new world'/><author><name>Giselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10845238951061803567</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>
