<?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-10473614</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:50:53.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reincarnation Couver</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640037822991708596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/212/3264/320/untitled.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10473614.post-111970968211154223</id><published>2005-06-24T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:28:02.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was 18th of June when my grandma left me for another world. It came very sudden on that morning. My mum entered the room when I was asleep at 6 in the morning. Well perhaps at that time I’m still semi conscious as I slept at 3am rushing my work. I thought I was dreaming and I went back to sleep when my mum told me about the news. When I woke up in the morning, I walked down and saw baggage being packed and realize the news was real. Everyone is going to the funeral in Medan. In fact everyone in the family, my uncle, aunts and relatives take the flight back on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve many fond memories with my grandmother. In my younger days, she beats me and scolds me a lot. When I was still a kid, she brings my cousins and me to the barber always. She likes to chase after us when we skip our meals. Those days, she was still very strong and healthy. Talking of the past really saddens me. Though in the funeral, I never really show my emotions, at night, I reflect on myself and feel for her. She has been a sacred figure for me since I was young. Although she beats us a lot, she still dote us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she’s gone, I kinda feel she’s still around me somewhere. When I was in Mouth Elizabeth Hospital, I still see her. In a week time, she’s gone just like that. She’s still living healthily in the hospital and it’s just the pain tortures her. But her pain has taken over her for 2 weeks. The look on her face when she’s in pain really is unbearable. Perhaps, it’s time for her to go. In Chinese, we say, it’s better to have short pain than longer pain. Honestly, I feel her death is too fast to be true. Every mankind may defeat anyone, but they never defeat the ‘Death God’. Their greatest fear might be death. However, I feel my grandma will face it with no fear, I pray for her and hope she meets grandpa. Farewell ‘Ama’…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10473614-111970968211154223?l=couver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/feeds/111970968211154223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10473614&amp;postID=111970968211154223' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/111970968211154223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/111970968211154223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/2005/06/grandmas-gone.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Gone...'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640037822991708596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/212/3264/320/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10473614.post-111831183667647384</id><published>2005-06-09T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T18:10:36.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Farewell Singapore. So much memories, so much ties, so many friends. It suddenly come to an end. The hope of studying Polytechnic in Singapore  also vanished. In reality It's just a matter of time to say good bye. haha. My new chapter begins soon. I have many things I still think about in Singapore. I have not finished my job in Singapore too. There's something left in Singapore, something I had in mind for very very long time. I hope there's still chance for me to finish up the work. I always feel that she's the one... Haha. If there's any reason for the to stay in Singapore, it's gonna be her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time passes everytime. The constant change of time changes people and changes thing. No matter how much you like the thing, it'll fade away.. Eventually, it'll come to an end. Life is just unpredictable... Who can predict the life...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10473614-111831183667647384?l=couver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/feeds/111831183667647384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10473614&amp;postID=111831183667647384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/111831183667647384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/111831183667647384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/2005/06/goodbye-singapore.html' title='Goodbye Singapore'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640037822991708596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/212/3264/320/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10473614.post-111519398053244330</id><published>2005-05-04T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T16:06:20.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business World..</title><content type='html'>Everyday passes so quickly. The first day when I work in the company, everything seems simple and nice. As day goes by, i begin to enter the another dimension in my company. A beautiful sunny day turning into a cold storm. I feel quite sad over this. I think I am not going to continue to work for the next few months. The dimension I entered was terrible, total darkness and very eerie. Goosebumps begin to appear. Why this happened, is it true that everyone is greedy? Someone's greed can turn one blind and cut of ties with his siblings or his kins. As I begin to enter this business world, I begin to realize, all the ones surround you can be your enemies one day. Even a best friend can turn his back on you. Even a brother will set traps for you to fall. Even sisters wouldn't care of your existence. What this world is turning to? I am quite fed up with all these. I am turning into a devil if the situation remains. I wish to be a nice person. But it seems, my fate had been chosen and I will learn how to deal with those people in the business world. Karma has begin to revolve...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10473614-111519398053244330?l=couver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/feeds/111519398053244330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10473614&amp;postID=111519398053244330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/111519398053244330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/111519398053244330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/2005/05/business-world.html' title='Business World..'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640037822991708596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/212/3264/320/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10473614.post-111253541776321251</id><published>2005-04-03T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T21:36:57.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Normal Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today I went to shop and have my dinner outside. But my dad forgotten to bring cash, and he only brought VISA cards. Quite weird huhz. We have to choose some restaurants which accepts VISA and shop places that accept it too. Haha.. We shop Super Markets and bought many food, for SHABU. After i reach home, me and my dad had SHABU for 2 hours.. i ate many things, and properly i gained a few kgs.. Getting fat everyday.. HAHHA.. It's sad that tomorrow, I gotta start work again.. BORED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10473614-111253541776321251?l=couver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/feeds/111253541776321251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10473614&amp;postID=111253541776321251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/111253541776321251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/111253541776321251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/2005/04/normal-sunday.html' title='Normal Sunday'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640037822991708596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/212/3264/320/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10473614.post-111223651852344810</id><published>2005-03-31T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T10:35:18.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Day</title><content type='html'>I woke up many times today. Actually i was watching Portugal match last night, but I still slept. I wanted to watch England match, but the most frustrating thing is, i woke up after the England match handed. I went back to bed and woke up at 7.30am.. I gotta work again, how bored some guyz might think. In the office, it's quite a boring place for me. I always sit there slack around and attend meetings. Meeting to me are like lessons to learn. There's always different type of clients, Danish, Japanese, Americans, etc. I will always sit there and listen to the conversations. It's kinda interesting, but i lack business basics i suppose. So long in Indonesia, I'm wondering when will I return to Singapore again. One good news is that I was accepted by US University. University of New York at Buffalo, pretty long huhz. The opportunities in US and Singapore is totally different. I eligible to take Business Accounting &amp; Administration Course, unlike Singapore, I'm only obliged to take Business Information Technology. But most of my friends entered SP, really hope to enter SP for a few months before leaving for US. Haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10473614-111223651852344810?l=couver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/feeds/111223651852344810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10473614&amp;postID=111223651852344810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/111223651852344810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/111223651852344810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/2005/03/strange-day.html' title='Strange Day'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640037822991708596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/212/3264/320/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10473614.post-110743703910048613</id><published>2005-02-03T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T21:23:59.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Contented...</title><content type='html'>I start my morning extremely well. I went for 'yam cha' straight after I woke up. After breakfast, I decided to go to my aunt's house. Pretty fun at her house. My uncle is a shooter, he has many collections of rifles and pistols. COOL! I tried out many of them, but I can't try real bullets. Quite unlucky, this year the Shooting Club is under renovation. If not I would have taken some coOL pictures of me shooting. Hahah.. I reach home at abt 3pm. I saw my cousin, Ah Ping, I've never seen him before. Actually i sysmpathise this cousin very much. Once he's introduced to this world, he faced many hardships. After learning many of his past, I now learnt something. We must be contented of what we have, as in this world, there's other people more unfortunate than us. Learning much, I reflect on myself.  Maybe after coming Hong Kong, I learn many things. HAhha.. refelcting on myself, i find im quite a 'lousy' person. There's much things I've never knew or seen before. Acedemically, i failed. I gotta blame myself and I will pick up myself again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10473614-110743703910048613?l=couver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/feeds/110743703910048613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10473614&amp;postID=110743703910048613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/110743703910048613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/110743703910048613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-contented.html' title='I Am Contented...'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640037822991708596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/212/3264/320/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10473614.post-110731005265593207</id><published>2005-02-02T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T10:07:32.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arsenal lost again.. </title><content type='html'>The first thing when i woke up, i thought Arsenal will have won the match against Manchester Utd, daMN! they lost. I'm pretty disappointed, i think Arsenal can win the game, they have so many good players. I think the cause of the defeat is the defensive problems. Cgan, Almunia.. They are the problems for Arsenal. Some defensive players should be bought manz..! Arsenal only have 2 quality CB, Toure and Campbell. Aye today's mood spoilt cause of this news. No choice, just have to congratulate Man U and hope the win the leauge. I hate Mourinho's arrogance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10473614-110731005265593207?l=couver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/feeds/110731005265593207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10473614&amp;postID=110731005265593207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/110731005265593207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/110731005265593207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/2005/02/arsenal-lost-again.html' title='Arsenal lost again.. '/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640037822991708596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/212/3264/320/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10473614.post-110717394949245299</id><published>2005-01-31T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T20:19:09.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Days...</title><content type='html'>It's started very well today, i woke up early and nothing special happened. I today went out and walk around Kowloon Park, and stayed there for quite some time. There's many aged people sitting around. I guess they're pretty surprised why a young lad had so much time like them. Hahaz.. Time passes so swiftly today, im counting the days, 21, 20, 19... wa.. I hope once i wake up the next day is 19th... HHAa.. I must be dreaming. Every streets in HK is like Singapore's Orchard Rd. There's always a hoard of people shopping. But one thing bad is that in HK, there's many smokers. Wherever I walk, i always smell the smoke. Damn those smokers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10473614-110717394949245299?l=couver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/feeds/110717394949245299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10473614&amp;postID=110717394949245299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/110717394949245299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/110717394949245299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/2005/01/19-days.html' title='19 Days...'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640037822991708596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/212/3264/320/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10473614.post-110705728110460912</id><published>2005-01-30T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T11:54:41.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Another day in Hong Kong. Im counting the down the days left. I woke up so early in the morning and have a Mac breakfast. Then this morning, i just chatted with  apui, Im thinking if i should go Malaysia with him and he actually told me to ask his mum. How lame he is. I'm thinking what should i do for the day? Sunday actually meant to the most pleasant day. But now, it's remains so bored as yesterday. I've nothing to do in Hong Kong, why am I alone? damn... I should have insisted to stay in Singapore. It's the past now, im so sad here..hhahaaz. This morning, I've the weirdest dream, i always dream when i sleep in HK.. This is the strangest of all, it's linked to the dream i had once in Singapore. A ghost story.. Pretty eerie im sure. But i've forgotten part of the details now. hahahaz.. I can't remember after i woke up. Maybe it's due to not getting used to the bed here and the cold weather. When I ever have fun in HK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10473614-110705728110460912?l=couver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/feeds/110705728110460912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10473614&amp;postID=110705728110460912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/110705728110460912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/110705728110460912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/2005/01/bored-sunday.html' title='Bored Sunday...'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640037822991708596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/212/3264/320/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10473614.post-110696746620561800</id><published>2005-01-29T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T19:59:54.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Me...</title><content type='html'>I'm currently in Hong Kong and I'm really very bored here. I wanted to visit some interesting places in Hong Kong, but I was alone and made me very stressed. I prefer to have a friend or someone to accompany me to have fun. However, my purpose for this trip was to pay a visit to my grandparents. It's impossible for me to bring them along to play roller coasters or those swinging machines. I don't want them to end up in the hospital. I still have 3 weeks to go before returning back to Singapore. What should i do here? I think stayin in Hong Kong will make me healthier, im sleeping very early and waking up very early too. I've not been doing that for a long time. Perhaps i should go on a tour to China and kill my time. It's really too foreign here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today spend my whole afternoon, doing many lame things. One of the things i do was to chat with apui (ivan), he's really a cute chap. hahhaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10473614-110696746620561800?l=couver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/feeds/110696746620561800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10473614&amp;postID=110696746620561800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/110696746620561800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10473614/posts/default/110696746620561800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://couver.blogspot.com/2005/01/save-me.html' title='Save Me...'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640037822991708596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/212/3264/320/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
