<?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-4438411520944382719</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:32:47.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Serenity</title><subtitle type='html'>A reason to smile. A reason to laugh. In the end that's what we all need.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-4621570722228235268</id><published>2009-09-15T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:28:58.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird</title><content type='html'>I miss old friends. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-4621570722228235268?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/4621570722228235268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/09/weird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/4621570722228235268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/4621570722228235268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/09/weird.html' title='Weird'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-1335068270755059493</id><published>2009-09-09T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:45:44.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not liking the rain</title><content type='html'>This rain is making me so tired. And so sleepy for that matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-1335068270755059493?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/1335068270755059493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-liking-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/1335068270755059493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/1335068270755059493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-liking-rain.html' title='Not liking the rain'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-9021061544717595990</id><published>2009-08-20T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:48:05.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Mesmerized</title><content type='html'>How can I possibly look away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-9021061544717595990?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/9021061544717595990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-mesmerized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/9021061544717595990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/9021061544717595990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-mesmerized.html' title='So Mesmerized'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-6145807656571608055</id><published>2009-08-06T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:29:36.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"When you trust someone, trust her/him completely, for at the end, you get one of two things: Either a lesson for your life or a very good person."&lt;br /&gt;- Corazon C. Aquino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* got the message loud and clear. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-6145807656571608055?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6145807656571608055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-you-trust-someone-trust-herhim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/6145807656571608055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/6145807656571608055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-you-trust-someone-trust-herhim.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-8664381424127464267</id><published>2009-08-04T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:49:00.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to get a grip =l</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-8664381424127464267?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-538609563888417511</id><published>2009-08-03T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:38:47.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>"Diyan naman magaling ang mga lalaki eh, sa patay malisya!!"&lt;br /&gt;- Eunica Dee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaha. nuff said. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-538609563888417511?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/538609563888417511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/08/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/538609563888417511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/538609563888417511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/08/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-1315263597265173524</id><published>2009-08-02T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:25:23.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realizations.</title><content type='html'>I've realized that it's okay to be sad. It's not something we should avoid. Kasi, kapag pinagtakpan natin nang pinagtakpan yung nararamdaman nating kalungkutan, lalo itong lalabas at mas titindi pa. So, savor nalang natin yung mga times na malungkot tayo. Because the next time we hurt, it wouldn't be as hard as the last time. Letting our hearts feel pain is a part of moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit na mawala yung bagay na masyado nating pinapahalagahan, may mga binibigay pa din si God. Tiingin tingin tayo sa paligid, ang dami pang nagbibigay kasiyahan satin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God is teaching me not to set my heart on just one thing because by doing that, I fail to recognize His other gifts. So even if there are trying times, I'll always be happy.Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-1315263597265173524?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/1315263597265173524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/08/realizations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/1315263597265173524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/1315263597265173524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/08/realizations.html' title='Realizations.'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-69313582727869152</id><published>2009-08-01T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:30:38.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>My Saturday went fairly well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a visit from old friends and met some new ones. Will go to SM later with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining again. Uh-huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-69313582727869152?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/69313582727869152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/08/bittersweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/69313582727869152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/69313582727869152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/08/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-8830143117101807315</id><published>2009-07-31T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:34:37.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY FREEDAY</title><content type='html'>Finally it's Friday. Gonna enjoy my weekend, that's for sure. :) Not so thrilled about Monday. Oh well, that's still two days away. I won't let it spoil my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sleep*Eat*Play*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! This is the life. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-8830143117101807315?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/8830143117101807315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-freeday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/8830143117101807315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/8830143117101807315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-freeday.html' title='FRIDAY FREEDAY'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-4581323075330862812</id><published>2009-07-30T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:32:05.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one of those days</title><content type='html'>It rained. Uh-huh. But why is it so hot? Irritating. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so thrilled for tomorrow. I'm going to find out my grade for programming. I hate that subject. All I can do is try to live with it, for everybody's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. I forgot the hand outs I was supposed to read SO I have to wake up earlier tomorrow to study. My class is 7 am. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--VACATION--VACATION--VACATION--GRADUATION--.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-4581323075330862812?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/4581323075330862812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-one-of-those-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/4581323075330862812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/4581323075330862812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-one-of-those-days.html' title='Just one of those days'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-3481461694632555660</id><published>2009-07-17T15:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:07:11.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain go Away!</title><content type='html'>I think I'm beginning to hate tha rain. : I miss the sunlight. But I love the cold. Yeah, life IS full of contradictions. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-3481461694632555660?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/3481461694632555660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/07/rain-rain-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/3481461694632555660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/3481461694632555660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/07/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain Rain go Away!'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-6854844317076726434</id><published>2009-07-11T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T19:17:20.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last  Minute Thought</title><content type='html'>Just got home. So tired. Today I bought a dress for my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bestfriend's&lt;/span&gt; debut. Good for her. She's finally gonna be a lady. I'm really proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I want to be alone somewhere. Somewhere where I could write and read as I please. But it seems that having some time alone is now a luxury for me. It seems that whatever I do, someone is looking. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scrutinizing&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes I want to build a cocoon around me and come out when I've taken control of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't get me wrong. I am happy. Just wondering what I could have been if things were different. But not that I want to change anything. I love my life. When it comes right down to it, I am pretty much blessed. And I thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My faith is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;strengthened&lt;/span&gt; everyday. With every trial, every fear, every pain I face I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;strengthened&lt;/span&gt;. I learn something new. I think that's the thing I really need. Nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-6854844317076726434?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6854844317076726434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-minute-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/6854844317076726434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/6854844317076726434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-minute-thought.html' title='Last  Minute Thought'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-4397644588900551489</id><published>2009-07-11T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:25:40.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cup of Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When you make something of yourself, things will start to change,  just wait."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mrs. Evelyn Obo Rayos :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-4397644588900551489?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/4397644588900551489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/07/cup-of-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/4397644588900551489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/4397644588900551489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/07/cup-of-thought.html' title='A Cup of Thought'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-1952789733587195141</id><published>2009-06-15T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:43:56.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for the Waiting to Stop</title><content type='html'>Why is it that I find it so hard to wait? If I have to wait for something I'd get really restless until I get what I want. I want to change it, and I think God is helping me. Right now, He's asking me to wait for a lot of things. It's really, really hard, but I know God will see me through. It might take a long time before I completely change my ways but that's alright, God is giving me a lot of time. With God's help, I can surely overcome this. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-1952789733587195141?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/1952789733587195141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/06/waiting-for-waiting-to-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/1952789733587195141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/1952789733587195141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/06/waiting-for-waiting-to-stop.html' title='Waiting for the Waiting to Stop'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-3853398433775783050</id><published>2009-05-15T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:11:44.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering</title><content type='html'>Strange how some things can dig up all the old memories, even though you know they shouldn't.Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-3853398433775783050?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/3853398433775783050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/wondering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/3853398433775783050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/3853398433775783050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/wondering.html' title='Wondering'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-854600740744806353</id><published>2009-05-13T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:28:27.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights</title><content type='html'>The car lights were dancing as they passed me by. In it were men and women each with their own unique stories. So many different people, so many different experiences. It was then that I realized something that I may have known a long time ago, but was so conceited to admit: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IT'S OKAY NOT TO UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;. The answers will be revealed at the right time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-854600740744806353?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/854600740744806353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/lights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/854600740744806353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/854600740744806353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/lights.html' title='Lights'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-7282929209727296324</id><published>2009-05-13T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:24:21.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops nakalimutan ko ilock ang pinto! O.O</title><content type='html'>Totoo nga naman na ang mga bagay na nais ng Panginoon ay mangyayari kahit ano pa mang pigil ang gawin natin. Ilock man natin ang pinto- padlock, double lock, kadena o tanikala pa man ang gamitin ay sadyang mabubuksan ito. Kahit ano pa man ang mangyari, dapat tayong magpasalamat at maging kontento. Hindi lahat ng tao ay kasing palad natin na nakakilala sa Diyos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ba't mas maganda at nakakapagpasaya ang mga bagay na bigla na lamang dumadating kaysa sa mga bagay na inaasahan natin? Madalas dito nagmumula ang lubos na makakapagpasaya sa atin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masarap isipin na mas "bongga" ika nga ang plano ng Panginoon sa atin kaysa sa mga hinihiling natin sakanya. Kaya't wag tayong malulungkot kung hindi Nya pinagbigyan ang hiling natin, maghintay lang tayo at siguradong mayroong mas magandang ibibigay sa atin ang Diyos.Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-7282929209727296324?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/7282929209727296324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/oops-nakalimutan-ko-ilock-ang-pinto-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/7282929209727296324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/7282929209727296324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/oops-nakalimutan-ko-ilock-ang-pinto-oo.html' title='Oops nakalimutan ko ilock ang pinto! O.O'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-4368337019116285124</id><published>2009-05-13T10:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:30:16.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Thought</title><content type='html'>You may not be the best for them, but to a lot of other people you are. You just have to realize that. Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-4368337019116285124?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/4368337019116285124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/4368337019116285124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/4368337019116285124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-thought.html' title='Just A Thought'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-6464863901248014255</id><published>2009-05-12T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:45:07.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>It's hard to walk when your feet are in chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to stop when you know you'll do it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking is useless when something blocks your view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving forward is difficult when the one holding you back is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* just something random I made while listening to a song *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-6464863901248014255?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6464863901248014255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/6464863901248014255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/6464863901248014255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-1099657227497603787</id><published>2009-05-10T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T10:28:04.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konayuki (Snow Powder) by Remioromen</title><content type='html'>Season of snow powder always come &lt;br /&gt;Although we are mixed up with a mass of people&lt;br /&gt;we are looking on the same sky&lt;br /&gt;Blown by the wind, and we are chilled by it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not know everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I've found you among 100 million of &lt;br /&gt;people&lt;br /&gt;There's no proof but I'm very serious of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible to live in the same time with no single quarrel&lt;br /&gt;If we can't be honest, happiness and sadness are just meaningless &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the snow powder may whiten deep to our heart&lt;br /&gt;Could we both share our loneliness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would press my ear near to your heart&lt;br /&gt;And go down deep into the place where I hear that voice and meet you once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to understand each other&lt;br /&gt;It's me who softly brush the surface&lt;br /&gt;Just by tightly gripping your numb and cold hand  &lt;br /&gt;We are tied to each other &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow powder is too fragile&lt;br /&gt;In front of us, keep on leaving stains on the rough asphalt forever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow powder does not rely on time, moving our heart&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'd still like to keep on protecting you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the snow powder may whiten deep to our heart&lt;br /&gt;It will cover both our loneliness and return it to the sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.animelyrics.com/jpop/remioromen/konayuki.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-1099657227497603787?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/1099657227497603787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/konayuki-snow-powder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/1099657227497603787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/1099657227497603787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/konayuki-snow-powder.html' title='Konayuki (Snow Powder) by Remioromen'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-8102180088232722036</id><published>2009-05-08T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:56:17.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Timing Is Indeed Perfect</title><content type='html'>Funny how your past can make you appreciate your present and give you a glimpse of your future. Stumbled over my past today. I guess it's true that your past will never be completely forgotten. It's a mistake to forget it, instead we should accept it and find peace in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find peace in everything. &lt;br /&gt;Find peace in pain, fear and worry. &lt;br /&gt;Find happiness in sadness. &lt;br /&gt;Find rest in weariness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-8102180088232722036?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/8102180088232722036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/gods-timing-is-indeed-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/8102180088232722036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/8102180088232722036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/gods-timing-is-indeed-perfect.html' title='God&apos;s Timing Is Indeed Perfect'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-8755875800474155632</id><published>2009-05-07T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:18:17.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With God's Help</title><content type='html'>Starting over again with baby steps. Holding on tighter to the things that matter, and letting go of the rest. By now I know, I'll get there someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-8755875800474155632?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/8755875800474155632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/with-gods-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/8755875800474155632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/8755875800474155632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/with-gods-help.html' title='With God&apos;s Help'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-1499550197979714556</id><published>2009-05-03T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:08:44.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe in, Breathe Out.</title><content type='html'>Just realized something today. Didn't know it would affect me this much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Closing my eyes, shutting my mouth, and starting to listen*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-1499550197979714556?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/1499550197979714556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/breathe-in-breathe-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/1499550197979714556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/1499550197979714556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/breathe-in-breathe-out.html' title='Breathe in, Breathe Out.'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-4140277867974336877</id><published>2009-05-03T09:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:57:38.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carousel Carousel</title><content type='html'>Everything's spinning- like a carousel ride gone terribly out of control. I'm fumbling in the dark for something solid to hold on to. I'm slipping, drowning in this bottomless pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's changing. Whoever said that change is inevitable is definitely right.&lt;br /&gt; Feels like I'm doing everything wrong. Again, drowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't I just press pause and just catch my breath? There's nothing else I can do but to run with everybody else. It seems that everyone's pulling me in different directions. I'm ripping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's YOU that I hold on to. It's YOU where I pull my strength from. I know that you're the solid thing I've been looking for. Thank you Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-4140277867974336877?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/4140277867974336877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/roller-coaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/4140277867974336877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/4140277867974336877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/roller-coaster.html' title='Carousel Carousel'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-3675596225806647098</id><published>2009-05-01T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:17:25.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arghh</title><content type='html'>I was planing on buying my mom's present tomorrow. I found this really cute top, and I am sure that she will like it. I already asked her permission to go out tomorrow, and she said yes, the problem is, my grandmother said she'll come with me because she wants to pay our internet bill. O.O I do love my grandmom, but I really can't trust her to go gift shopping with me without "accidentally" slipping and telling it to my mom. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no need to worry. Time for plan B. What's Plan B? Well, I'm still thinking. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-3675596225806647098?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/3675596225806647098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/arghh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/3675596225806647098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/3675596225806647098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/arghh.html' title='Arghh'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-8477433211836188711</id><published>2009-05-01T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:12:54.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity. Ü</title><content type='html'>I just can't stop smiling. What a great ending to this day. The smile I have now will last until I go to sleep, until I wake up, until forever.. (hopefully) :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for these simple moments that make life so special.Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-8477433211836188711?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/8477433211836188711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/simplicity-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/8477433211836188711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/8477433211836188711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/05/simplicity-u.html' title='Simplicity. Ü'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-590335559211069734</id><published>2009-04-25T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:36:35.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Thinking too much again. Kaya ayaw ko nagpupyat eh. sigh. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-590335559211069734?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/590335559211069734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/590335559211069734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/590335559211069734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-3012033950578417321</id><published>2009-04-25T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:16:36.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of Swim Class</title><content type='html'>I'm so exhausted. Just got home from swim class. Today we learned to bubble, to float and to kick. It was my first time to really swim. I don't like swimming, but I'm taking lessons because my PE next semester is SWIMMING. O.O I don't want to flunk PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing my high school buddy, Hannah and her sisters were taking swimming lessons too so I had some friends and I didn't feel uncomfortable. Our instructor was really nice. She wasn't rushing us or anything. I met a new friend, ate Rochelle, who was really nice too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I really felt nervous, I couldn't relax so I kept on drowning. :)) The next few minutes I started to get the hang of it. I can't wait for my next lesson on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I agreed to take lessons. I can't really see myself next semester, swimming for my grades without any preparation- remember 0% knowledge of swimming. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really really exhausted. I'll just play for a while, then I'll go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-3012033950578417321?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/3012033950578417321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-day-of-swim-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/3012033950578417321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/3012033950578417321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-day-of-swim-class.html' title='First day of Swim Class'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-5858136421903230191</id><published>2009-04-18T20:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:11:22.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Day</title><content type='html'>Mother's Day is coming up and I've been rattling my brain for gift ideas. One idea is promising- I'll treat her to a salon. I'm really wondering how much that will cost.. o.O I desperately NEED to save up. *sigh* &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kailangan na magtipid sa load at maningil ng mga utang&lt;/span&gt;. hahahaha. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 8 is my mom's birthday; Mother's day is on May 10. Oh the glory of convenience. =D One day to thank her. Gotta give her the best. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-5858136421903230191?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/5858136421903230191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/5858136421903230191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/5858136421903230191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-day.html' title='Thank You Day'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-416833860468832617</id><published>2009-04-18T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T09:35:05.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digging Up All The Old Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am listening to a bunch of old songs right now-- Journey, Remember Me this Way, Friends Forever, Disney.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Listening. Remembering. I thought I forgot, turns out they're still here, waiting to be awakened. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking Back, I wouldn't want to change anything. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-416833860468832617?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/416833860468832617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/digging-up-all-old-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/416833860468832617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/416833860468832617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/digging-up-all-old-memories.html' title='Digging Up All The Old Memories'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-5131768436197417538</id><published>2009-04-17T21:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:09:30.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euphonic Despair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Life is passing by too quickly. It seems I've spent a long time living with my eyes closed-- living in a dream.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dreams are meant for those that are asleep, I refuse to be asleep. I want to wake up and for the first time, really LIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around. What do you see? Despair and sorrow. I look at my life and think of all the things I wish for, I long for. Look at them: those on the street, those wandering around begging for food, I feel so selfish. Complaints have crowded my life these days it seems. I need to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a man came up to us and asked for food. My mom gave him food to get him through the night. I looked at him dumbfounded. I must have stared too long, lost in my own thoughts. My lola was beside me. He thanked her, then turned to me then hesitantly said, "Pasensya ka na ineng". I don't know why he said sorry. Sorry for being hungry? Sorry for the trouble? The truth is, I should be the one saying sorry. Sorry for being so prejudiced. I said a little prayer. May God Bless you and give you all the riches in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up. Wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-5131768436197417538?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/5131768436197417538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/euphonic-despair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/5131768436197417538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/5131768436197417538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/euphonic-despair.html' title='Euphonic Despair'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-3147856621193121185</id><published>2009-04-17T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:11:46.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Old Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My feelings cannot be put into writing. They are too complex, too profound to be narrated. This is the best I could do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Writing has always been my defense mechanism, my way of coping. There are some things that you just can’t say. But you can write about them. Write away all your sadness, all your sorrows and your pain. Write about your smiles, your joys. Everything. Write about them all. Watch your thoughts form into words. Read them later on and warm your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello writing. I've missed you so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-3147856621193121185?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/3147856621193121185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/3147856621193121185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/3147856621193121185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-friend.html' title='An Old Friend'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438411520944382719.post-6509851010917082214</id><published>2009-04-17T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:57:28.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Maybe there are just some things you’re not meant to know. Maybe you just have to back off and hand back the reins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Let us try not to get ahead of ourselves. Everything is predestined, each detail perfected by our maker. If we are so comfortable in letting a trusted friend take care of our duties, why is it so hard to step back and let God take control? God. Our Savior. Our Maker. He who loves us more than anything else. Think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4438411520944382719-6509851010917082214?l=letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6509851010917082214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/contemplating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/6509851010917082214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4438411520944382719/posts/default/6509851010917082214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthisbemysweetserenity.blogspot.com/2009/04/contemplating.html' title='Contemplating'/><author><name>Eunice.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13318149052543999976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Jse1PYhuJM/SnGV1g77MYI/AAAAAAAAABM/9uqpGn3q3sA/S220/Copy+of+6400_105833869218_783409218_2121768_2343135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
