<?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-11643802</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:30:02.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MyWritings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-113207125407572099</id><published>2005-11-16T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T00:14:14.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overestimation</title><content type='html'>Heart calls, heart falls&lt;br /&gt;it's hollow, yet still so vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, life crosses&lt;br /&gt;flying in a pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering in the buona natte&lt;br /&gt;the hopeful and the thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;all the same, only darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun rises, paths gleaming&lt;br /&gt;and life starts over again&lt;br /&gt;nothing else is essential&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-113207125407572099?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113207125407572099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=113207125407572099' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/113207125407572099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/113207125407572099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/overestimation.html' title='Overestimation'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-113189042633696118</id><published>2005-11-13T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T22:00:26.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror</title><content type='html'>Mirror - Sylvia Path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I see I swallow immediately&lt;br /&gt;Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.&lt;br /&gt;I am not cruel, only truthful&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we mirrors?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-113189042633696118?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113189042633696118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=113189042633696118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/113189042633696118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/113189042633696118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/mirror.html' title='Mirror'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-112800728317511548</id><published>2005-09-29T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T23:21:23.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jealousy&lt;br /&gt;It is so lousy&lt;br /&gt;u r not that sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so funny&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling for e horny&lt;br /&gt;u even pledged to be a family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my...&lt;br /&gt;the world is crazy&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-112583405890997225</id><published>2005-09-04T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T19:40:58.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is today...</title><content type='html'>The day when I realize&lt;br /&gt;that I need&lt;br /&gt;that I want&lt;br /&gt;that I'm happy with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day when I realize&lt;br /&gt;that I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will it be too late?&lt;br /&gt;will you be upset?&lt;br /&gt;will I dare?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-112583405890997225?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/112583405890997225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=112583405890997225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/112583405890997225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/112583405890997225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/09/it-is-today.html' title='It is today...'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-112446127831554231</id><published>2005-08-19T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:23:36.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling a gap</title><content type='html'>Feeling a gap&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by sound, smell and touch&lt;br /&gt;There's no you&lt;br /&gt;Gap somewhere inside the bigger gap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling you holding me&lt;br /&gt;Feeling you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's tough&lt;br /&gt;I rather be in love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-112446127831554231?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/112446127831554231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=112446127831554231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/112446127831554231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/112446127831554231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/08/feeling-gap.html' title='Feeling a gap'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111617597236243220</id><published>2005-05-16T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T00:53:43.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try to be loyal</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cobalah Untuk Setia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apalah maumu kasih&lt;br /&gt;Kaupilih diriku &lt;br /&gt;Didalam hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;Nyatanya kulihat kini&lt;br /&gt;Tak bisa kau coba untuk setia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah cukuplah sudah&lt;br /&gt;Ku memberikan waktu&lt;br /&gt;Kau selalu tak bisa &lt;br /&gt;Mencoba untuk setia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang selalu kuinginkan&lt;br /&gt;Yang selalu kunanti&lt;br /&gt;Kau coba untuk mengerti&lt;br /&gt;Apalah arti mencinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan harus kau sadari&lt;br /&gt;Bila ingin bersamaku&lt;br /&gt;Jangan coba kau ingkari&lt;br /&gt;Cobalah untuk setia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masihkah aku diinginkan&lt;br /&gt;Masihkah aku di dambakan&lt;br /&gt;Masih ada waktu untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Bersamamu akankah kujalani hidup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-an old song by KD-&lt;br /&gt;a very deep song, and one that makes me wonder more about the significance of loyalty in every relationship.&lt;div 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loyal'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111374779714390850</id><published>2005-04-17T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T22:23:17.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday thoughts</title><content type='html'>Shepherd me Lord,&lt;br /&gt;beyond my wants&lt;br /&gt;beyond my fears&lt;br /&gt;from death into life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111374779714390850?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/111374779714390850/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111374812186010534</id><published>2005-04-17T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T22:28:41.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>menolak tuk mengakui</title><content type='html'>Cinta apa itu artinya?&lt;br /&gt;Katanya sih kalau perasaan berbunga2&lt;br /&gt;Katanya kalau merasa lengkap dan bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Katanya kalau dunia menjadi indah bersamanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku bukan sembarang cinta&lt;br /&gt;Biar ribut semua mengatakan, aku tidak ingin mencinta&lt;br /&gt;Biar ribut hati dan otakku, aku tidak ingin mencinta&lt;br /&gt;Biar ribut semua orang, aku hanya mencintai Tuhan dan sesama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111374812186010534?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111374772937147956</id><published>2005-04-17T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T22:22:09.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They - you - me</title><content type='html'>The baby in the supermarket has your smile&lt;br /&gt;The baby has your skin&lt;br /&gt;The baby has the same sparks which I found in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The baby reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doll dog in my table has your cuteness&lt;br /&gt;The dog has the same eye stare&lt;br /&gt;The dog appears as innocent as you are&lt;br /&gt;The dog reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song replays itself again and over&lt;br /&gt;The song pictures my feeling&lt;br /&gt;The song handles everything so simply&lt;br /&gt;The song reminds me of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111374772937147956?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/111374772937147956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=111374772937147956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111374772937147956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111374772937147956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/04/they-you-me.html' title='They - you - me'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111303554633629910</id><published>2005-04-09T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T16:34:43.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can u be so sure?</title><content type='html'>How can u be so sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say "I'm not interested with u" more than once.&lt;br /&gt;When I say "Please don't think too fancifully"&lt;br /&gt;When I say "U r a great 'friend'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain pictured u ONLY when...&lt;br /&gt;I see tt ur msn nickname is so pity-evoking&lt;br /&gt;U coughs and sneezes to beat the lecture's voice&lt;br /&gt;I recall that I promise u something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I do not realize that one week has past since we last talked&lt;br /&gt;When I do not see or feel fire in my eyes tt shout "I love u"&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I cannot see directly into my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I can only view them through mirror?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really curious,&lt;br /&gt;how can u be so sure?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111303554633629910?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/111303554633629910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=111303554633629910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111303554633629910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111303554633629910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-can-u-be-so-sure.html' title='How can u be so sure?'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111253435568306621</id><published>2005-04-03T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T21:26:59.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In tribute to my dear Holy Father</title><content type='html'>Lily Productions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2003 Lily Productions/Erin Berghouse &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN PAUL II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Father &lt;br /&gt;Here we gather &lt;br /&gt;John Paul II &lt;br /&gt;We love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the Roman Pontiff &lt;br /&gt;You're the Vicar of Christ &lt;br /&gt;In the words that you speak to us &lt;br /&gt;And the letters you write &lt;br /&gt;You bring hope to our lives&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You're the Shepherd of Bishops &lt;br /&gt;You're the voice of the Church &lt;br /&gt;Your holiness nourishes &lt;br /&gt;All across this earth &lt;br /&gt;You bring hope to our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the Valiant Defender &lt;br /&gt;Of our beautiful faith &lt;br /&gt;You're the Pilgrim Leader &lt;br /&gt;Of World Youth Day &lt;br /&gt;You bring hope to our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Father &lt;br /&gt;Here we gather &lt;br /&gt;John Paul II &lt;br /&gt;We love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Holy Father thank you for everything you've done for us-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111253435568306621?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/111253435568306621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=111253435568306621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111253435568306621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111253435568306621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/04/in-tribute-to-my-dear-holy-father.html' title='In tribute to my dear Holy Father'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111210739822915427</id><published>2005-03-29T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T22:43:18.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Need for A Believe</title><content type='html'>When the believe is not here but the longing is here&lt;br /&gt;The rationale is seeking for an answer that not all can answer&lt;br /&gt;The reasoning calls to go back to the principle of finding truth&lt;br /&gt;But what is truth and why do humans believe different things?&lt;br /&gt;Because humans need to have a believe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111210739822915427?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/111210739822915427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=111210739822915427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111210739822915427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111210739822915427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/03/need-for-believe.html' title='The Need for A Believe'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111210729095058000</id><published>2005-03-29T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T22:41:30.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True</title><content type='html'>True/False&lt;br /&gt;A man claims to be God&lt;br /&gt;True: Then we must believe&lt;br /&gt;False: 1.He is a lunatic. 2. He is a liar&lt;br /&gt;He must be GREAT for having followers 2000 years after He left this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111210729095058000?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/111210729095058000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=111210729095058000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111210729095058000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111210729095058000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/03/true.html' title='True'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111210718852842077</id><published>2005-03-29T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T22:39:48.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church VS Churches</title><content type='html'>Choose rationally:&lt;br /&gt;1. one is true&lt;br /&gt;2. none is true&lt;br /&gt;3. all are a bit true&lt;br /&gt;When we try to be nice and accept different opinions&lt;br /&gt;When we are more considerate and open for discussion&lt;br /&gt;We think that we can have different opinions and each has some truth in it&lt;br /&gt;But, how can we believe in one of these opinions if they contain some falseness? &lt;br /&gt;Because, we accepts that our belief may contain some errors.&lt;br /&gt;However, one church claims to hold the wholeness of truth and contains no error.&lt;br /&gt;The church that invites many awes and critics.&lt;br /&gt;However, we cannot even question the church if we were to study it to find an error.&lt;br /&gt;For God is the founder of the church and it is still the same church now, 2000 years from then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111210718852842077?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/111210718852842077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=111210718852842077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Like an expecting mother &lt;br /&gt;I am very anxious&lt;br /&gt;Like a child going for his first day in school &lt;br /&gt;I am very scared&lt;br /&gt;Like a sheep to be sheared &lt;br /&gt;I wait patiently for the time&lt;br /&gt;Like lovers in love &lt;br /&gt;I almost explode with joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For You loves us so much and always do&lt;br /&gt;I will always wait for You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111175623058663143?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/111175623058663143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=111175623058663143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111175623058663143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111175623058663143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/03/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111175567552718733</id><published>2005-03-25T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T21:01:15.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A plan</title><content type='html'>The world is created and is watched over&lt;br /&gt;The humans are given the will&lt;br /&gt;The angles are given the responsibility&lt;br /&gt;Yet all is planned in the beautiful plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan so wonderful, sweet and full of love &lt;br /&gt;we embrace it with our whole hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan so full of blood and mysteries &lt;br /&gt;we cannot understand why love is the reason&lt;br /&gt;for love is the only reason for the plan &lt;br /&gt;Because He loves us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan so perfect it shows us how to react&lt;br /&gt;The plan so beautiful we can admire every second&lt;br /&gt;The plan so well-planned that we are saved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111175567552718733?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/111175567552718733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=111175567552718733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111175567552718733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111175567552718733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/03/plan.html' title='A plan'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111158514270252184</id><published>2005-03-23T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:44:03.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>Addiction is never good to beings&lt;br /&gt;Body desires more than brain controls&lt;br /&gt;Priorities are not to be mixed without order&lt;br /&gt;The higher centres have their power no longer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111158514270252184?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/111158514270252184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=111158514270252184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111158514270252184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111158514270252184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/03/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111158444129561034</id><published>2005-03-23T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:41:53.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contrast</title><content type='html'>He loves me &lt;br /&gt;he loves me not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to say&lt;br /&gt;how to be sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the eyes tell yes&lt;br /&gt;but the lips say no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hearts yearn to be &lt;br /&gt;the brains try not to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The souls are together&lt;br /&gt;the spirits are separated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves me&lt;br /&gt;he cannot love me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111158444129561034?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/111158444129561034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=111158444129561034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111158444129561034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111158444129561034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/2005/03/contrast_23.html' title='Contrast'/><author><name>fusta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249304053962622339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643802.post-111158325351271001</id><published>2005-03-23T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:42:15.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The time to starts</title><content type='html'>The time to starts is the time to do action&lt;br /&gt;When the tide is still low and the night is young&lt;br /&gt;Better get moving before the rest is coming&lt;br /&gt;Never be the ones who are left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time to starts needs some sacrificing&lt;br /&gt;When the old things bug you down and never let you free&lt;br /&gt;Better be strong before you soften even more&lt;br /&gt;Never be the ones who are left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time to starts, it is now&lt;br /&gt;When the feeling is almost right and the passion burning&lt;br /&gt;Better do it before the fire goes dim&lt;br /&gt;Never be the ones who kill yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643802-111158325351271001?l=fabiolawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabiolawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/111158325351271001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643802&amp;postID=111158325351271001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111158325351271001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643802/posts/default/111158325351271001'/><link 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