<?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-6464224407940917800</id><updated>2011-08-02T22:25:16.927-07:00</updated><category term='on my mind'/><category term='myself'/><category term='lampung'/><category term='jessy&apos;s favourite'/><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>imaginating.reality</title><subtitle type='html'>shoot the moon! even if u miss, you will land among the stars</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545026334587714173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb1G8zeHsII/AAAAAAAAABM/ahRCNRI1bEg/S220/1_3299840958m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464224407940917800.post-7215770416770811862</id><published>2009-11-08T00:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:22:05.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN distance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;long distance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we have the commitment to share everything, although we meet only once a month, two months or three months. communication is the best way to make everything runs perfectly. sometimes I imagine about how we spend time together right here at Bandung, when he paid a visit 9months ago. i was so happy and felt one month still too fast to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we still try to be patient, nobody is wrong, and u can't blame the situation. it's just too complicated for each other. I can't be there and so can't him. patience is boring u know. sometimes I think good communication or anything behind them are just kinda stupid theories cause u can do nothing and still miss each other too much. shit, but only presence is the answer. sometimes I want to be such an egoistic person to insist him to be here, but I know it's not fair and I'm not that kinda person. as I said, we chose this situation cause we love each other and u always need sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Missing someone is supposed to be easier everyday because even though you are one day further from the last time you saw them, you are one day closer to the next time you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss u so much Ko An2, it's so hard but I believe we can through it all very well, and the perfect time will soon come then we become inseparable:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j*z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6464224407940917800-7215770416770811862?l=imaginatingreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/feeds/7215770416770811862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/11/damn-distance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/7215770416770811862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/7215770416770811862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/11/damn-distance.html' title='DAMN distance'/><author><name>jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545026334587714173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb1G8zeHsII/AAAAAAAAABM/ahRCNRI1bEg/S220/1_3299840958m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464224407940917800.post-1398735198845366243</id><published>2009-10-19T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:13:40.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confession of a broken heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;We've been through 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel our love is keep growing and facing another stage of a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One task is done and another to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Maybe this is the time to tell him the true version about my past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I told him anything and always try to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;But there's one thing, one secret I always keep within myself and I swore I would't tell anybody, only God knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's bad, really bad. I never get ready to tell anyone but it’s time.&lt;br /&gt;If I’m sure he loves me so much, I know this won’t be such a big deal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;After  gathering all my courage, I decided that day would be the day I told him. I realised he's dissapointed, didn’t know it’s a lil bit or a deep one. But he’s not angry and said it won’t decrease his love for me and thank me for being so honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I feel really good.. Thanks God I already did it. Thanks to my boy, you’re so amazing, honey. I always love u more though miss u more from here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it also reminds me about one theory of cost accounting 'relevant cost'. it helps management to make a strategic decision. we don't consider any cost related to the past, cause it's not relevant for our decision, will make a wrong decision. we can't change what happen in the past. only if they have impact to the future will count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*j3z*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6464224407940917800-1398735198845366243?l=imaginatingreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/feeds/1398735198845366243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb1G8zeHsII/AAAAAAAAABM/ahRCNRI1bEg/S220/1_3299840958m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464224407940917800.post-7570120233965460268</id><published>2009-09-02T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T05:17:10.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;For someone special,&lt;br /&gt;who has made all the differences in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you are different from anyone i have ever met before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and maybe it is in the way your eyes laugh so clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or maybe it has something to do with the warmth in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have never known anyone who understand and care the way you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have been through changes, both good and bad.hahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know how to repair my sleeptime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how to forget my fave food pizza -.- (how dare you???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and how to treat my family and friends more special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you have a great gift and that gift is yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i would like to thank you for choosing to share your gift with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and although nobody may be able to change the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want you to know that you have made a significant differences in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love u so much, dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know this time i really do:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6464224407940917800-7570120233965460268?l=imaginatingreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/feeds/7570120233965460268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/09/7month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/7570120233965460268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/7570120233965460268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/09/7month.html' title='7month'/><author><name>jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545026334587714173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb1G8zeHsII/AAAAAAAAABM/ahRCNRI1bEg/S220/1_3299840958m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464224407940917800.post-5167533885703829601</id><published>2009-03-20T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:43:28.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>25things about Jessy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;since i'm not interested in "facebook tagging things", I'm just stealing that idea to write down 25 facts about myself.  enjoy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1.  &lt;/span&gt;I have one older brother and sister , and I always dissent my mom's offering to have another little sister since I was a kid.  I just don't want to, baby is not cute,  NOT at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;  I dream a lot about future and career, but if you want to know,  I really want to be a perfect housewife and infallible mom for my kids ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fyi, I never watch desperate housewife series&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;  I don't over-concern about my appearance, but only small part of it, my weight:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  I'm 65% choleric and 30% melancholic. still undertaking to attenuate the dominant one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;  I was born and am living in Indonesia. You can say She's one of the nastiest place on earth, yet I still love Her very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;  What is the coolest job ever? I think becoming a fireman, teacher, pilot or auditor is so much impressive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt; I can't drink soda. I never drink cola the right way in my entire life. It feels like super dirty river water with extra gravels stream down through my throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt; I love writing poems, singing, playing musical instruments, acting (in school). I love art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt; I learn some musical instruments. I can play organ, keyboard and drum. I like bass-guitar, but don't have desire to learn. I learned guitar with my brother once, but only can play one song.  It's "Best I ever had by Vertical Horizon".  After that, I quit. Guitar is damn boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt; I sufferred &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anorexia_nervosa"&gt;anorexia nervosa&lt;/a&gt; 4 years ago. And proudly said, I'm the healthiest living woman for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt;  I love staying at home (If I said home, it means "home" &gt;&gt; Lampung, not my room at Bandung).  Singing along in my karaoke room, sleeping with my laptop, playing with my dog, watching local TV channels, or doing nothing, pleasantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt;  I always bring an umbrella and a bottle of mineral water in my bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt;  I don't like to use any perfume but always put&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.efooddepot.com/products/images/A/200/0/7031/Minyak_Kayu_Putih_Cajaput_Oil.jpg"&gt;kayuputih&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.efooddepot.com/products/images/A/200/0/7031/Minyak_Kayu_Putih_Cajaput_Oil.jpg"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVapkK55u88/SOm2ukdm9JI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ylCnqqBR1dU/s200/caladine.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;caladine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVapkK55u88/SOm2ukdm9JI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ylCnqqBR1dU/s200/caladine.jpg"&gt;powder&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on my body after taking shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt; I HATE &lt;a href="http://www.nandyala.org/mahanandi/images/vegetables/cilantro.jpg"&gt;cilantro&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Durian"&gt;durian&lt;/a&gt;, pickles, and raisins. They taste scarily disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt;  I don't agree with "Diamonds are woman's best friend". It doesn't make sense. I admit diamond is luxurious, then why? If a monkey wears diamond, still it doesn't transform her to Jennifer Aniston, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt;  My biggest fear is to lose someone I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;17.&lt;/span&gt;  I don't fall in love easily, I judge men from the personality not the appearance, certainly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;18.&lt;/span&gt; I have adequate knowledge about food and culinary. Never too much to get to know about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;19.&lt;/span&gt; I would rather be in Africa than North Pole. I can't put up with cold weather. It freezes me to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;20.&lt;/span&gt; I don't like shopping for fashion. Better to leave me at traditional markets and groceries.  Love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;21.&lt;/span&gt; I'm not a big city freak, I want to live in countryside thus I can ride my own bicycle to go to the nearest market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;22.&lt;/span&gt;  I am both a night owl and morning person. Staying up till late is my habit. But I will kill myself if not breathing the balmy morning air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;23. &lt;/span&gt;I really want to join "&lt;a href="http://amazing-race-asia.axn-asia.com/"&gt;Amazing Race Asia&lt;/a&gt;". It looks amazingly tough, tiring and exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;24.&lt;/span&gt; I love thick, black, not-too-sweet, coffee. But hardly ever going to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Starbucks, CoffeeBean&lt;/span&gt;, or other franchise coffee shops. I prefer brewing my own coffee, smell the aroma from opening the coffee jar until tasting in my mouth.  It's Lampung coffee, one of the best quality Indonesia has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;25.&lt;/span&gt;  Don't you dare putting me in a rush time or panic situation. I can be mad in one second. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(j*z)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6464224407940917800-5167533885703829601?l=imaginatingreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5167533885703829601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/25things-about-jessy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/5167533885703829601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/5167533885703829601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/25things-about-jessy.html' title='25things about Jessy'/><author><name>jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545026334587714173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb1G8zeHsII/AAAAAAAAABM/ahRCNRI1bEg/S220/1_3299840958m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464224407940917800.post-4115106670109418327</id><published>2009-03-18T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:20:22.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on my mind'/><title type='text'>mistaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/ScHh7xhseJI/AAAAAAAAACs/Z-VRvrvzKyU/s1600-h/19032009_edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/ScHh7xhseJI/AAAAAAAAACs/Z-VRvrvzKyU/s200/19032009_edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314777452297091218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between my habbit,&lt;br /&gt;my book,&lt;br /&gt;my phone,&lt;br /&gt;and my heart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't cry&lt;br /&gt;but these regretful tears urge fervently&lt;br /&gt;i hold out.successfully.&lt;br /&gt;i don't blame anyone but myself&lt;br /&gt;something's totally wrong ruins my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what on earth happen to me,&lt;br /&gt;insanity.&lt;br /&gt;i directly escape from this reality,&lt;br /&gt;i (used to) have choices, usually well-chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stephencovey.com"&gt;Stephen Covey&lt;/a&gt; talked too much about me&lt;br /&gt;I know I already have them, at least I win my own victory.&lt;br /&gt;not anymore,&lt;br /&gt;i just want to go back, obviously..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(j*z)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6464224407940917800-4115106670109418327?l=imaginatingreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/feeds/4115106670109418327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/mistaking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/4115106670109418327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/4115106670109418327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/mistaking.html' title='mistaking'/><author><name>jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545026334587714173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb1G8zeHsII/AAAAAAAAABM/ahRCNRI1bEg/S220/1_3299840958m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/ScHh7xhseJI/AAAAAAAAACs/Z-VRvrvzKyU/s72-c/19032009_edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464224407940917800.post-8774832846476050531</id><published>2009-03-17T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T04:34:00.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on my mind'/><title type='text'>about him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb-pMHe3u8I/AAAAAAAAACk/wiAOwrmXexs/s1600-h/17022009%28003%29_edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb-pMHe3u8I/AAAAAAAAACk/wiAOwrmXexs/s200/17022009%28003%29_edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314152110952528834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;you make my world so colourful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;have you ever met someone&lt;br /&gt;someone that changes you a lot&lt;br /&gt;changes the way you think about life&lt;br /&gt;the way you appraise yourself&lt;br /&gt;the way you see rainbow through the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the way you find hidden happiness after those painful tears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meeting him was a fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing more about him was a destiny&lt;br /&gt;but falling in love with him, I had no control over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love the way he touches my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way he hugs me&lt;br /&gt;the way he kisses his little sister&lt;br /&gt;the way he takes care of his father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he is not perfect, not even close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is just an ordinary man who doesn't work too much to impress me&lt;br /&gt;not like the other men before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he is charming with his modesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is attractive with his foolishness&lt;br /&gt;he is loving with his beneficence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just the way he struggles to get the true happiness back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss you so much, my dear:)&lt;br /&gt;(j*z)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6464224407940917800-8774832846476050531?l=imaginatingreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/feeds/8774832846476050531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/about-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/8774832846476050531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/8774832846476050531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/about-him.html' title='about him'/><author><name>jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545026334587714173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb1G8zeHsII/AAAAAAAAABM/ahRCNRI1bEg/S220/1_3299840958m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb-pMHe3u8I/AAAAAAAAACk/wiAOwrmXexs/s72-c/17022009%28003%29_edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464224407940917800.post-5080127408941503190</id><published>2009-03-15T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T05:32:59.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jessy&apos;s favourite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lampung'/><title type='text'>Kelapa Rapat Beach, Lampung</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb3cVyLAjVI/AAAAAAAAACU/LmbSZXMRopY/s1600-h/edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb3cVyLAjVI/AAAAAAAAACU/LmbSZXMRopY/s200/edit2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313645402170363218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me with bf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb3cMZEtWqI/AAAAAAAAACM/HzJMmA_6UaI/s1600-h/29012009%28017%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb3cMZEtWqI/AAAAAAAAACM/HzJMmA_6UaI/s200/29012009%28017%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313645240814230178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the hut and our supplies;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb3ZZ_B9YhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/4N_cVbGZ20s/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb3ZZ_B9YhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/4N_cVbGZ20s/s200/Image035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313642175806661138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;so clean and peaceful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Lampung is my hometown. I came home for almost 4 weeks last December. Catched up with family, friends, and my bf. Now I'd love to share about an unexposed beach in Lampung Bay, Kelapa Rapat. about an hour driving from Tanjung Karang, capital city of Bandar Lampung. We can swim safely because it's not wavy at all, so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;calm, silent, and peaceful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I went there with my bf, I think that's a really cool place to chill and chat a lot without any nuisance. We must pay to enter the beach. I forget how much, but it's affordable. Don't forget to pay Rp 2,000 to use the toliet (don't worry, it's clean and mantained enough). We rented a hut for Rp 20,000 (unlimited time) and had a long long conversation about everything. But suddenly it's raining, so we moved to the car and waiting for the sunshine to come up (What a great time,hehe).We spent almost the whole day there. One thing, don't forget to bring supplies, foodstuffs, etc because there's still no enough facilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&gt;&gt; romantic for couple, safe for children.. what an exquisite place to visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(j*z)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6464224407940917800-5080127408941503190?l=imaginatingreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5080127408941503190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/kelapa-rapat-beach-lampung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/5080127408941503190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/5080127408941503190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/kelapa-rapat-beach-lampung.html' title='Kelapa Rapat Beach, Lampung'/><author><name>jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545026334587714173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb1G8zeHsII/AAAAAAAAABM/ahRCNRI1bEg/S220/1_3299840958m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb3cVyLAjVI/AAAAAAAAACU/LmbSZXMRopY/s72-c/edit2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464224407940917800.post-6325091721319890874</id><published>2009-03-15T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:15:46.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(too) early morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;it's 1.40 am&lt;br /&gt;can not sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my head is full of something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;something that I can't exactly figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have a strong feeling about him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he is mine and i'm him since last January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never regret about my decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but sometimes you just feel that life is not fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* I thought about that couple times before*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is really unnecessary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(j*z)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6464224407940917800-6325091721319890874?l=imaginatingreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/feeds/6325091721319890874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/too-early-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/6325091721319890874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/6325091721319890874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/too-early-morning.html' title='(too) early morning'/><author><name>jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545026334587714173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb1G8zeHsII/AAAAAAAAABM/ahRCNRI1bEg/S220/1_3299840958m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464224407940917800.post-8162016406293049740</id><published>2009-03-15T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T06:10:08.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>hi everyone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb07QhMBDuI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WctH1P19hDo/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_28b27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb07QhMBDuI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WctH1P19hDo/s200/PhotoFunia_28b27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313468290339770082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a story about myself&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to read it&lt;br /&gt;you don't need to like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;jessy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was born in 1988&lt;br /&gt;just an ordinary university student majoring accounting&lt;br /&gt;staying at Bandung since July 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love to dream, just like you&lt;br /&gt;have lots of experience bout life&lt;br /&gt;and love to share it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting from now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(j*z)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6464224407940917800-8162016406293049740?l=imaginatingreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/feeds/8162016406293049740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-story-about-myself-you-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/8162016406293049740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6464224407940917800/posts/default/8162016406293049740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginatingreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-story-about-myself-you-dont.html' title='hi everyone..'/><author><name>jessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545026334587714173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb1G8zeHsII/AAAAAAAAABM/ahRCNRI1bEg/S220/1_3299840958m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FdYxPC_vhY/Sb07QhMBDuI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WctH1P19hDo/s72-c/PhotoFunia_28b27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
