<?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-5205948377205313808</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:08:05.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunting unicorns</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-2654303397566597587</id><published>2012-01-01T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T23:20:27.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unread books and tired smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; It's the new year and I don't feel any different. Just like all the past years, nothing ever changes but people say I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I did change, but it doesn't make me feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9G-dVrheYY/TwB3p33Uh4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/2NjkRnLosZU/s1600/Young%2Bwhite%2Bmale%2Bauthor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9G-dVrheYY/TwB3p33Uh4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/2NjkRnLosZU/s400/Young%2Bwhite%2Bmale%2Bauthor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692681490250631042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6HwOq8To5zs/TwB32-g7FZI/AAAAAAAAAME/PDuVM8ytF3g/s1600/5_172654258d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6HwOq8To5zs/TwB32-g7FZI/AAAAAAAAAME/PDuVM8ytF3g/s400/5_172654258d.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692681715374036370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxxjq4yblwg/TwB4AJd2T7I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RhGTkJUr8UQ/s1600/5_172654258r.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxxjq4yblwg/TwB4AJd2T7I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RhGTkJUr8UQ/s400/5_172654258r.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692681872932753330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAJ8H3x0uyg/TwB40jqP3YI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8NsTJUKi8hQ/s1600/tumblr_lupbl0Q6JB1qzgajlo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAJ8H3x0uyg/TwB40jqP3YI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8NsTJUKi8hQ/s400/tumblr_lupbl0Q6JB1qzgajlo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692682773317279106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyXs4hO-tBE/TwB5WbVPmXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/T-GSa6QwCfE/s1600/tumblr_lupmf2Aamh1qhh2bwo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyXs4hO-tBE/TwB5WbVPmXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/T-GSa6QwCfE/s400/tumblr_lupmf2Aamh1qhh2bwo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692683355197249906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pledge to read more books this year. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-2654303397566597587?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2654303397566597587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2012/01/unread-books-and-tired-smiles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/2654303397566597587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/2654303397566597587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2012/01/unread-books-and-tired-smiles.html' title='unread books and tired smiles'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9G-dVrheYY/TwB3p33Uh4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/2NjkRnLosZU/s72-c/Young%2Bwhite%2Bmale%2Bauthor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-8810745769111478108</id><published>2011-11-07T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T23:06:49.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate cravings and red sunsets</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; The sunset was so beautiful today. After raining for the past few weeks, the sky finally gave way to vivid colours and fluffy clouds. I'm the avid daydreamer who watches sunsets with uninterrupted fascination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like having coffee right now, but I can't 'cause if I do I won't be able to sleep tonight. I'm working tomorrow and I have to have a good uninterrupted sleep tonight, though I know that's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0znY9hsZhTc/TrfOBO2BjaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/tlLjSdiSlsQ/s1600/tumblr_ltytchcnp71qbygswo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0znY9hsZhTc/TrfOBO2BjaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/tlLjSdiSlsQ/s400/tumblr_ltytchcnp71qbygswo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672228776256310690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JnudYfivQ4w/TrfNzGKYtWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/r4a36QU9l7Q/s1600/tumblr_ltbnakEe1r1qlcdfgo1_r2_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JnudYfivQ4w/TrfNzGKYtWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/r4a36QU9l7Q/s400/tumblr_ltbnakEe1r1qlcdfgo1_r2_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672228533407626594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VB5P10IyDiw/TrfNmLqTOZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/megGPAb5b60/s1600/tumblr_lksdt147Z21qfateqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VB5P10IyDiw/TrfNmLqTOZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/megGPAb5b60/s400/tumblr_lksdt147Z21qfateqo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672228311545362834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-8810745769111478108?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8810745769111478108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/07/chocolate-cravings-and-red-sunsets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/8810745769111478108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/8810745769111478108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/07/chocolate-cravings-and-red-sunsets.html' title='chocolate cravings and red sunsets'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0znY9hsZhTc/TrfOBO2BjaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/tlLjSdiSlsQ/s72-c/tumblr_ltytchcnp71qbygswo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-4769652251953868681</id><published>2011-10-30T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T20:25:20.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not even knights in shining armor can make your dreams come true</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-InLxvxbPLdY/Tq1AwsxJBvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DBEKgqOXVH8/s1600/tumblr_ltd4r6Es041qfx3blo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-InLxvxbPLdY/Tq1AwsxJBvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DBEKgqOXVH8/s400/tumblr_ltd4r6Es041qfx3blo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669258711324493554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current quote that's stuck in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-4769652251953868681?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/4769652251953868681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-even-knights-in-shining-armor-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/4769652251953868681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/4769652251953868681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-even-knights-in-shining-armor-can.html' title='not even knights in shining armor can make your dreams come true'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-InLxvxbPLdY/Tq1AwsxJBvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DBEKgqOXVH8/s72-c/tumblr_ltd4r6Es041qfx3blo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-7270969655644303246</id><published>2011-06-11T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T13:13:08.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on my own</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2nMBEvu3CfM/TfL49uofFII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Sfo3nhnREmk/s1600/Alright%2Bon%2Bmy%2Bown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2nMBEvu3CfM/TfL49uofFII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Sfo3nhnREmk/s400/Alright%2Bon%2Bmy%2Bown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616825424657978498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-7270969655644303246?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/7270969655644303246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-my-own.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/7270969655644303246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/7270969655644303246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-my-own.html' title='on my own'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2nMBEvu3CfM/TfL49uofFII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Sfo3nhnREmk/s72-c/Alright%2Bon%2Bmy%2Bown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-6696636153289675672</id><published>2011-06-06T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T21:21:29.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYK8qonWo54/TezUEEIFW-I/AAAAAAAAAII/xEXTXDrU8vY/s1600/i_love_you_more_than_coffee_by_beautyspotcrafts-d32sxy6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYK8qonWo54/TezUEEIFW-I/AAAAAAAAAII/xEXTXDrU8vY/s400/i_love_you_more_than_coffee_by_beautyspotcrafts-d32sxy6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615096001716378594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the feeling where you know you'll be alright even without the person you thought you can't be without? That's how I feel right now, knowing that I won't feel the emptiness consuming me like a smothered flame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright on my own.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-6696636153289675672?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6696636153289675672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/personal-preview.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/6696636153289675672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/6696636153289675672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/personal-preview.html' title='Personal Preview'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYK8qonWo54/TezUEEIFW-I/AAAAAAAAAII/xEXTXDrU8vY/s72-c/i_love_you_more_than_coffee_by_beautyspotcrafts-d32sxy6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-2487094190170069750</id><published>2011-04-28T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T21:13:35.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you more than coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTD8M9F8nnI/Tbll_BwaPxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ULX7KaZmuMo/s1600/Madame_Peripetie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTD8M9F8nnI/Tbll_BwaPxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ULX7KaZmuMo/s400/Madame_Peripetie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600619745089568530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wishes but I'm not sure if I want all of them to come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wishes are whimsical and merely nursing my deprecating self-esteem. It's been so long since I wrote a poem, and I am afraid that I might forget how to write one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't do poetry, I don't think I like myself anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-2487094190170069750?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2487094190170069750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-you-more-than-coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/2487094190170069750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/2487094190170069750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-you-more-than-coffee.html' title='I love you more than coffee'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTD8M9F8nnI/Tbll_BwaPxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ULX7KaZmuMo/s72-c/Madame_Peripetie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-769394417578931197</id><published>2011-04-25T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T22:04:13.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLRNBmNyvTk/TbV-5ytD-9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/cBtyqNBf5KY/s1600/0007351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLRNBmNyvTk/TbV-5ytD-9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/cBtyqNBf5KY/s400/0007351.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599521243033500626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know those moments when you see something you like and you just have to have it, no matter what your situation is. Well, that is how I felt when I saw this dress, even though I'm skint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-769394417578931197?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/769394417578931197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/second-skin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/769394417578931197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/769394417578931197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/second-skin.html' title='Second Skin'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLRNBmNyvTk/TbV-5ytD-9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/cBtyqNBf5KY/s72-c/0007351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-5347630092833006832</id><published>2011-04-18T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T21:36:56.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From exodus to elegy</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvlyEC9czjU/Taw-GAyqv5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/7nZ-q542bIA/s1600/670_46408379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvlyEC9czjU/Taw-GAyqv5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/7nZ-q542bIA/s400/670_46408379.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596916709927337874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are so magical when exchanged in quiet understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember your smile, even if the distance becomes inherent under our feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-5347630092833006832?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5347630092833006832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-exodus-to-elegy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/5347630092833006832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/5347630092833006832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-exodus-to-elegy.html' title='From exodus to elegy'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvlyEC9czjU/Taw-GAyqv5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/7nZ-q542bIA/s72-c/670_46408379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-4088114831578080661</id><published>2011-04-12T21:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T22:03:56.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lovelorn promise and imaginary friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFF1fOT9c8A/TaRTP2r7atI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AAWLUa5dAbM/s1600/amalficoast3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFF1fOT9c8A/TaRTP2r7atI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AAWLUa5dAbM/s400/amalficoast3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594688168943905490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gf6Zj6dxBJU/TaRTY2ROgvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fIhhjMXotOM/s1600/amalficoast2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gf6Zj6dxBJU/TaRTY2ROgvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fIhhjMXotOM/s400/amalficoast2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594688323450733298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zj5b49PpIWI/TaRbs8_1oOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/WJKgB3-RcGA/s1600/cubagalleryvenice2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zj5b49PpIWI/TaRbs8_1oOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/WJKgB3-RcGA/s400/cubagalleryvenice2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594697464947253474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends say I always try to run away from reality. Why wouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart and my words are balancing on a string, caressing the fragility that cloaks my dreams like a second skin. I never asked for much, just someone to bring me somewhere I can let go of reality for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to be a fairytale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-4088114831578080661?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/4088114831578080661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/lovelorn-promise-and-imaginary-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/4088114831578080661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/4088114831578080661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/lovelorn-promise-and-imaginary-friends.html' title='a lovelorn promise and imaginary friends'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFF1fOT9c8A/TaRTP2r7atI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AAWLUa5dAbM/s72-c/amalficoast3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-6826594058123898539</id><published>2011-04-10T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:24:41.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm before the storm</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was my company's D&amp;D as mentioned in my previous post, and I won a microwave oven at the lucky draw. Bummer. I was aiming for an ipad. Oh well, the event went well I guess despite the fact that my colleague that sat a seat away from me got drunk on her second glass of red wine and disappearing when everyone went on the dance floor. She's adorable. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, you have no idea how embarrassing it was go up on stage and receive the prize. I kind of wished I haven't won anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, all said and done. Nothing I can do to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nwO6YCBJKxc/TaGvSPLCwoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/eGRjgIfQJuY/s1600/tumblr_lfygdeahbq1qzsb00o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nwO6YCBJKxc/TaGvSPLCwoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/eGRjgIfQJuY/s400/tumblr_lfygdeahbq1qzsb00o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593944940016222850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-6826594058123898539?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6826594058123898539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/calm-before-storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/6826594058123898539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/6826594058123898539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/calm-before-storm.html' title='Calm before the storm'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nwO6YCBJKxc/TaGvSPLCwoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/eGRjgIfQJuY/s72-c/tumblr_lfygdeahbq1qzsb00o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-6090638946719937780</id><published>2011-04-02T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T16:50:00.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My world is starting to socialize</title><content type='html'>So, my company's Dinner &amp; Dance Function is in a week's time and I need to put together a decent outfit this weekend, 'cause there is no way I will have time to find an outfit during the weekdays. Fat hope! So I met Dina just now, and she picked me this pair of shoes. Lovely! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nrtSuWpOXpc/TZYJYYEdc2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/LIw8d4uY3_I/s1600/26_dezenzo_34_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nrtSuWpOXpc/TZYJYYEdc2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/LIw8d4uY3_I/s400/26_dezenzo_34_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590666301809718114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d0eZnjAhNzY/TZYJfWl44NI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KHq-i2SN9to/s1600/26_brome_71_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d0eZnjAhNzY/TZYJfWl44NI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KHq-i2SN9to/s400/26_brome_71_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590666421672141010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;We saw this clutch bag at the last moment, and coincidentally I was looking for a clutch bag. Moreover, it's perfect!  But mine is in nude colour, instead of white. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I have to look for is a top to finish off my outfit. Oh! And I have to book my hairdresser / makeup artist, to do my makeup for that day. Great, and one week ago I was contemplating on backing out on that event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daily planner is getting messier, and I am getting more and more frazzled at the end of almost every day. OH! And I might be going to Universal Studios again, on the 16th April 2011. Woohoo! Yes, I'm going with the same person who invited me to go with her to the preview of Universal Studios, before it was opened for the public. I am not free for the next three weekends, and thus it will lead me to being skint before my next pay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt; I still have to study for my exam, and I have less than a week to study. So I'm getting my friend - under duress - to aid me in my studies, tomorrow. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 8th Apr '11 - Exam&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 9th Apr '11 - D&amp;D Function&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 15th Apr '11 - Mini Basketball Match (between my colleagues)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 16th Apr '11 - Universal Studios&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 22nd Apr '11 - Gathering of Relatives Function&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-6090638946719937780?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6090638946719937780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-world-is-starting-to-socialize.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/6090638946719937780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/6090638946719937780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-world-is-starting-to-socialize.html' title='My world is starting to socialize'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nrtSuWpOXpc/TZYJYYEdc2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/LIw8d4uY3_I/s72-c/26_dezenzo_34_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-440175926763725622</id><published>2011-03-30T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T22:11:34.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking up in circles</title><content type='html'>Today, is just hyper without reason and rationality.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm meeting some friends after work and I wonder why I even do when I know waking up at 5am in the morning is no easy feat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- wake up at 5:00 am&lt;br /&gt;-- go out at 5:50 am&lt;br /&gt;-- reach work at 7:00 am&lt;br /&gt;-- finish work at 6:30 or 7:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;-- reach home at 8:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;-- sleep at 9:15 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7eOnuuIrLZs/TZM5doGzd_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lgXmSvAnhw4/s1600/Want_some_tea__by_sweethooligan_she.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7eOnuuIrLZs/TZM5doGzd_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lgXmSvAnhw4/s400/Want_some_tea__by_sweethooligan_she.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589874743641864178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is pretty much my life, at the moment.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-440175926763725622?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/440175926763725622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/03/waking-up-in-circles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/440175926763725622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/440175926763725622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/03/waking-up-in-circles.html' title='Waking up in circles'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7eOnuuIrLZs/TZM5doGzd_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lgXmSvAnhw4/s72-c/Want_some_tea__by_sweethooligan_she.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-8468969532275994715</id><published>2011-03-28T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T22:13:43.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word for Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ty2rQzuST18/TZMzEunKC6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/wC65M3UoVeg/s1600/Baby%2BDoll%2B%2528with%2Btext%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ty2rQzuST18/TZMzEunKC6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/wC65M3UoVeg/s400/Baby%2BDoll%2B%2528with%2Btext%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589867718821677986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt; If I'm a writer and I'm a poet.&lt;br /&gt;I might love you but never show it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-8468969532275994715?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8468969532275994715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/03/word-for-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/8468969532275994715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/8468969532275994715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/03/word-for-word.html' title='Word for Word'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ty2rQzuST18/TZMzEunKC6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/wC65M3UoVeg/s72-c/Baby%2BDoll%2B%2528with%2Btext%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-3548672197023262518</id><published>2011-01-19T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T21:22:43.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photographic memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am obsessed with drawing hair, flowers and silhouettes. But I'm not going to stop any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TTbgaVTj5dI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Qqlr7QE-SFk/s1600/3844912872_20277d1a8f_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TTbgaVTj5dI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Qqlr7QE-SFk/s320/3844912872_20277d1a8f_z.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563881132663236050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dreamy, I'll admit that. Escapism is not my surrounding, it's in my head and the people with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; The only resolution I have this year is to grow my hair real long. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-3548672197023262518?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/3548672197023262518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/photographic-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/3548672197023262518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/3548672197023262518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/photographic-memory.html' title='photographic memory'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TTbgaVTj5dI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Qqlr7QE-SFk/s72-c/3844912872_20277d1a8f_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-3158317537548010076</id><published>2011-01-17T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T20:37:45.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epitome of Insignificance</title><content type='html'>They say that you will realize the person you truly love at the precipice of your death. But what if I don't have one? Will it make my death in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or will it just prove how unfulfilled my life was.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TTQ3jtogsgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/S8FLJ5qFlx4/s1600/Two_For_Life_by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TTQ3jtogsgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/S8FLJ5qFlx4/s320/Two_For_Life_by_gilad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563132526393864706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-3158317537548010076?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/3158317537548010076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/they-say-that-you-will-realize-person.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/3158317537548010076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/3158317537548010076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/they-say-that-you-will-realize-person.html' title='Epitome of Insignificance'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TTQ3jtogsgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/S8FLJ5qFlx4/s72-c/Two_For_Life_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-6152522064028117236</id><published>2011-01-16T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T19:33:15.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Film: Spirited away</title><content type='html'>I watched a 2001 Japanese animated fantasy-adventure film, written and directed by Hayao Miyazaki. I'm not going to express compliments that won't suffice justice to this film. The fact that it made me ponder and want to crawl into the movie is enough to know how good it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my sister who introduced me to this film, now it's one of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RtU71VzWMvo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RtU71VzWMvo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; This is one of the soundtracks in the movie. It's my lullaby now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-6152522064028117236?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6152522064028117236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/film-spirited-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/6152522064028117236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/6152522064028117236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/film-spirited-away.html' title='Film: Spirited away'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-4313814053672741029</id><published>2010-11-23T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:51:16.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOu4tVlnBGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wxfPpiBvVi4/s1600/Self_Portrait_by_Dieux_Fauxwords.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOu4tVlnBGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wxfPpiBvVi4/s400/Self_Portrait_by_Dieux_Fauxwords.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542726855438042210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-4313814053672741029?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/4313814053672741029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/4313814053672741029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/4313814053672741029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/faith.html' title='faith'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOu4tVlnBGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wxfPpiBvVi4/s72-c/Self_Portrait_by_Dieux_Fauxwords.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-8553477153264907592</id><published>2010-11-22T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:04:22.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where will we go when we're lost?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOpb6eLw7bI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yQSoJllq1SE/s1600/330ab27b93ca55309028e0458be54924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOpb6eLw7bI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yQSoJllq1SE/s320/330ab27b93ca55309028e0458be54924.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542343351525764530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to hunt optimism, because I think I've forgotten how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; If there is anything more inherent than vengeance, it's undying love.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-8553477153264907592?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8553477153264907592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/where-will-we-go-when-were-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/8553477153264907592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/8553477153264907592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/where-will-we-go-when-were-lost.html' title='where will we go when we&apos;re lost?'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOpb6eLw7bI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yQSoJllq1SE/s72-c/330ab27b93ca55309028e0458be54924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-5865737894633225571</id><published>2010-11-19T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T22:34:06.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these hands; they're huge</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; I just had a spasm of creativity and instead of writing poems for contests due soon (which I should), I drew. They're characters in my head that fits me in certain situations. I have no explanation as of why they all have no hands, but they do have 'eyeliner' eyes like mine. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOaAH8yIciI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CTekAJMWx7M/s1600/IMG_0446%2528EDITED%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOaAH8yIciI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CTekAJMWx7M/s320/IMG_0446%2528EDITED%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541257265589809698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOaAPkdffWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Y4he2NYyMBk/s1600/IMG_0447%2528EDITED%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOaAPkdffWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Y4he2NYyMBk/s320/IMG_0447%2528EDITED%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541257396499742050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm going to Vivo tomorrow and it's going to be escapism all over again. This time, my camera's coming with me.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-5865737894633225571?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5865737894633225571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-just-had-spasm-of-creativity-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/5865737894633225571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/5865737894633225571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-just-had-spasm-of-creativity-and.html' title='these hands; they&apos;re huge'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOaAH8yIciI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CTekAJMWx7M/s72-c/IMG_0446%2528EDITED%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-7586498240120387672</id><published>2010-11-19T16:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T16:16:56.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainbow necks on drunken girls</title><content type='html'>Have you ever sat down and try to think what would happen if you just let go of your mind and plunge into the deep abyss of nothingness? Would it erase a partial of your rationality and mold you into something entirely different from the person you used to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I had tried to tell myself how hard it would be to make my smile more sincere and my laughter a little louder, because it wouldn't hurt to show everyone how happy I could be if I try. I just have to try. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-7586498240120387672?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/7586498240120387672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/have-you-ever-sat-down-and-try-to-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/7586498240120387672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/7586498240120387672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/have-you-ever-sat-down-and-try-to-think.html' title='rainbow necks on drunken girls'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-3675578465772054656</id><published>2010-07-24T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T18:05:11.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOYxbXHQ4tI/AAAAAAAAADs/oJ9SRmJaHyg/s1600/The_perfect_scroll_by_princendymion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOYxbXHQ4tI/AAAAAAAAADs/oJ9SRmJaHyg/s320/The_perfect_scroll_by_princendymion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541170737656685266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; This just inspired me and my hands are itching to create something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I feel so restless. Maybe if I'd gone to work today, I might get some chicken briyani and attitude from someone I can't hate for too long. &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-3675578465772054656?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/3675578465772054656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/second-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/3675578465772054656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/3675578465772054656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/second-post.html' title='perfection'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOYxbXHQ4tI/AAAAAAAAADs/oJ9SRmJaHyg/s72-c/The_perfect_scroll_by_princendymion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205948377205313808.post-8148076960024793843</id><published>2010-07-20T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T16:15:46.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all dressed up to escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOYyGkTq3PI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qan4YLQjPGo/s1600/nightlife_by_caatherinee-d30d35q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOYyGkTq3PI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qan4YLQjPGo/s320/nightlife_by_caatherinee-d30d35q.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541171479932755186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; I found escapism in places people overlooked and it makes me complacent to think that escaping is just within my reach. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205948377205313808-8148076960024793843?l=martynnoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8148076960024793843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/8148076960024793843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205948377205313808/posts/default/8148076960024793843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martynnoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-post.html' title='all dressed up to escape'/><author><name>Marziah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TEsDLOddyAI/AAAAAAAAACs/-xUltxxjuE0/S220/27141519.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IoejFUAQnz0/TOYyGkTq3PI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qan4YLQjPGo/s72-c/nightlife_by_caatherinee-d30d35q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
