<?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-2114979286503401138</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:14:55.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arino's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myromanticlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114979286503401138/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myromanticlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Arino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12360699151640704400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgEgG_PvpAo/TmYU9ie1ybI/AAAAAAAAASw/CzK40eJSp_0/s220/IMG_0155.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114979286503401138.post-2821656981684502941</id><published>2011-11-30T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:13:54.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Seed.</title><content type='html'>So many things happened over these few months. I hope things will get better. Everyone seems fine and happy now. She's happy now :) yeahh hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't forget that day.. That day when i found out my ex cheated on me. I gave her a chance, twice. I Guess this is karma, afterall i've been doing it all my life. But never have i done what she did. Gotta get over the bitch, i got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming and my pocket is empty :( gotta save some money. Looking forward to the celebration at WaterCross. Gonna dance and drink all night long haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i'll feel better. Unblocked some people on facebook. Guess i'm ready to face it all? Haha except for my ex. So disappointing. The worst among the rest. Seriously. Taking things for granted all the time haha. I have so many things i could've told her last time. Just that i didn't want to lecture her as she already feels so inferior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New girl? Yeah, it's complicated shit haha. Trying very hard this time to stay at one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all. :D really hope things will get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114979286503401138-2821656981684502941?l=myromanticlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myromanticlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2821656981684502941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myromanticlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-seed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114979286503401138/posts/default/2821656981684502941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114979286503401138/posts/default/2821656981684502941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myromanticlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-seed.html' title='New Seed.'/><author><name>Arino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12360699151640704400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgEgG_PvpAo/TmYU9ie1ybI/AAAAAAAAASw/CzK40eJSp_0/s220/IMG_0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114979286503401138.post-1815705568952371620</id><published>2011-10-14T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:18:10.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Astounded.</title><content type='html'>Though we don't talk no more but sometimes i still go to your profile. I'm disappointed by what i see. I chose to believe she was still the pure and innocent girl i know, also the reason why i chose to be silly and stupid. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i pretty much had this coming, you're becoming what you thought i am. I already tried my best. You find me disgusting? I ditto that. I'm not a flirt or whatever you call me. If you put yourself in my fucking shoes you'd probably realise that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep talking like you know shit, like you know what i went through. On top of that you keep rubbing salt on my wounds saying stuff like "She cheated on you because she learn from you" Lmao i didn't even cheat on you and IDGAF what you tell others anymore. If you're happy being a childish girl then fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd September 2011 was such an amazing day, it was the day we went out. But everytime i think of our happy memories i think of all the shit you did and all the shit i'm seeing. I admit defeat this time, you can make me jealous all you want. Have fun with your toy boys that are on their journey to ITE. What's more? Some of them are fat assholes trying too hard to be justin bieber. Lmao. Thinking about it, i was such a dumb ass to actually spend 1 year and 5 months on a girl like you, i didn't regret it but i was a dumb ass :D I hope you find a better guy, seriously. Stop showing off your power ranger toys and thinking that i would be "Woahh, i seriously regret now, i should've treat you better, now better guys came into your life" Lol yeah right. They can suck my :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just writing how i felt in summary over this long timeline. Yes i may be the one giving in and putting down my pride all the time and starting conversations with you but that's because i felt something when i look at you all the time. That's my bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna explain nor redeem myself further, i look like i'm trying to defend myself and ranting shit. But no, and forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And to that good buddy of mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it man seriously. Seriously? I'd stop you but i wouldn't because you showed me why i shouldn't. Fucking hypocrite (+1 point for being desperate) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said, fuck all this \("_)/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114979286503401138-1815705568952371620?l=myromanticlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myromanticlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1815705568952371620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myromanticlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/astounded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114979286503401138/posts/default/1815705568952371620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114979286503401138/posts/default/1815705568952371620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myromanticlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/astounded.html' title='Astounded.'/><author><name>Arino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12360699151640704400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgEgG_PvpAo/TmYU9ie1ybI/AAAAAAAAASw/CzK40eJSp_0/s220/IMG_0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114979286503401138.post-2589686943024958362</id><published>2011-09-06T05:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T06:02:23.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A grey rose sits under the moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;telling a story of how it died.&lt;br /&gt;It gave up its life for the little red rose,&lt;br /&gt;Whom mocks the grey rose as it boasts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all learn to sacrifice for someone at a certain point of time. But to whom? and to what degree? That is the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My death was inevitable, it's either you or me or us. I chose me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then verything paid off, everything went as i expected. But i didn't expect the ground to betray me. My fossil is so distant from you now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114979286503401138-2589686943024958362?l=myromanticlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myromanticlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2589686943024958362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myromanticlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/sacrifice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114979286503401138/posts/default/2589686943024958362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114979286503401138/posts/default/2589686943024958362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myromanticlove.blogspot.com/2011/09/sacrifice.html' title='Sacrifice.'/><author><name>Arino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12360699151640704400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgEgG_PvpAo/TmYU9ie1ybI/AAAAAAAAASw/CzK40eJSp_0/s220/IMG_0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
