<?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-3272788185223667767</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:07:37.935-08:00</updated><category term='Me'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Random Rants'/><category term='Sleepless Night'/><category term='Nasi Lemak'/><title type='text'>Writing or Something Like It</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-1029172472209085654</id><published>2009-09-10T20:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:18:43.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Hi Silly</title><content type='html'>I woke up today,&lt;br /&gt;I saw your face,&lt;br /&gt;In a glass tube filled with wires,&lt;br /&gt;You made me smile first thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Silly,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Where have you been,&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Silly,&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Why haven’t you call,&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of me already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh Silly,&lt;br /&gt;I know you’re busy,&lt;br /&gt;I know things are hectic nowadays,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always be with you,&lt;br /&gt;I’m always here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Silly,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t love you that way,&lt;br /&gt;You know how we are,&lt;br /&gt;I just miss you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Silly,&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see you again soon,&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the time between us could fly by,&lt;br /&gt;Shall we meet again sometime,&lt;br /&gt;I would just take you for selfish self. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you dear…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-ieja-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-1029172472209085654?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/1029172472209085654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-silly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/1029172472209085654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/1029172472209085654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-silly.html' title='Hi Silly'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-2585085179609288126</id><published>2009-07-10T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:42:28.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>Cheap words are so damn easy to utter,&lt;br /&gt;So freaking easy to say,&lt;br /&gt;Such hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;Such fraud.&lt;br /&gt;Those words you said,&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t you yourself do it too?&lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t it you who wanted them?&lt;br /&gt;Are they not YOUR friends?&lt;br /&gt;Stop bickering about them.&lt;br /&gt;Stop spilling bad fucks about them.&lt;br /&gt;They are what you are too.&lt;br /&gt;They are those who helped mould you.&lt;br /&gt;What are these words for?&lt;br /&gt;Emotions?&lt;br /&gt;Or just words to fill the time?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid!&lt;br /&gt;Enough!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Hypocrites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-2585085179609288126?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/2585085179609288126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/07/words.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/2585085179609288126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/2585085179609288126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/07/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-5637794251765317630</id><published>2009-06-21T00:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:06:13.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad</title><content type='html'>Never had you ever said,&lt;br /&gt;“I’m too tired”,&lt;br /&gt;Never that you ever groan,&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not well, go away”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had you asked anything,&lt;br /&gt;Never had you even screamed at me,&lt;br /&gt;Not once you hit me,&lt;br /&gt;Not once you beat us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had I told you this,&lt;br /&gt;Not once had I ever say,&lt;br /&gt;“I love you, dad”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this might not be true to all fathers, but it's true for mine...&lt;br /&gt;- happy father's day to all father..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-5637794251765317630?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/5637794251765317630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/06/dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/5637794251765317630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/5637794251765317630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/06/dad.html' title='Dad'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-3468251936891002685</id><published>2009-06-10T02:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T02:21:55.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>R.I.P</title><content type='html'>Silence.&lt;br /&gt;Cold.&lt;br /&gt;Sick.&lt;br /&gt;Pain.&lt;br /&gt;Is all I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warmth. &lt;br /&gt;Warmness.&lt;br /&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;Was what you thought me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost.&lt;br /&gt;Now that you are gone.&lt;br /&gt;Alone.&lt;br /&gt;Now that you have left.&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you are at peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-3468251936891002685?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/3468251936891002685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/3468251936891002685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/3468251936891002685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip.html' title='R.I.P'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-8552135514094780613</id><published>2009-06-07T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:54:20.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleepless Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Tall, Dark &amp; Angry</title><content type='html'>&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept thinking of what mom said,&lt;br /&gt;“Do not go out of state”,&lt;br /&gt;Kept smiling at dad’s wisdom thought,&lt;br /&gt;“Listen to your brain, think with your heart”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time had passed,&lt;br /&gt;For the thought of how to fit in,&lt;br /&gt;Time has flew,&lt;br /&gt;For the crown to be prom queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome,&lt;br /&gt;How did you melt the heart of this ice princess?&lt;br /&gt;How did you break the wall of stone surrounding me?&lt;br /&gt;Too short of a time had passed when you went away,&lt;br /&gt;Too little of a time we have spent had created the memories,&lt;br /&gt;Why did you not tell me?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to leave?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to change me?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to be so kind to me, when it was you that needed me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Mr. Blond Hair, Blue Eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I told you to wait,&lt;br /&gt;I told you to stay back,&lt;br /&gt;Let me heal on my own,&lt;br /&gt;Let me drown in this feeling of alone,&lt;br /&gt;He had told you , &lt;br /&gt;“You can’t mend this broken China”,&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to open the bleeding wound?&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you just leave me alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years later, I kept being pulled by the Tall, Dark Brooder,&lt;br /&gt;Everything about you brings back the memories,&lt;br /&gt;Every inch of you smell like strawberries,&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the rest,&lt;br /&gt;You don’t care if you’re a mess,&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the rest,&lt;br /&gt;You said, “the hell with the test!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Tall, Dark and Angry,&lt;br /&gt;You showed me how to be merry,&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone, silly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-8552135514094780613?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/8552135514094780613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/06/tall-dark-angry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/8552135514094780613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/8552135514094780613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/06/tall-dark-angry.html' title='Tall, Dark &amp; Angry'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-1099245892370558480</id><published>2009-05-31T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:15:07.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Smiles</title><content type='html'>Smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hundred miles apart makes me want you more,&lt;br /&gt;A million smiles I missed make me want to see more,&lt;br /&gt;But when your face right in front of mine no words my mouth can utter,&lt;br /&gt;No feelings my emotion can deliver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-1099245892370558480?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/1099245892370558480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/smiles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/1099245892370558480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/1099245892370558480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/smiles.html' title='Smiles'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-8203924497793212783</id><published>2009-05-24T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T09:04:26.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Love is a weird thing,&lt;br /&gt;Love is a funny thing,&lt;br /&gt;Love is what brought human together,&lt;br /&gt;Love is the cause of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word of love is always uttered,&lt;br /&gt;The word of love is at the tips of the lips,&lt;br /&gt;The word of love now has no meaning,&lt;br /&gt;The word of love is nothing but a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of love is what every soul crave,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of love is what every heart wants,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of love is what made human survive,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of love is what make human kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;Why does it complicate one’s life?&lt;br /&gt;Why must love control a human’s emotion?&lt;br /&gt;What make love so powerful toward a human?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is merely a feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Love is merely a word,&lt;br /&gt;Love is merely a game that we play together,&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Love is LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ieja-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-8203924497793212783?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/8203924497793212783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/8203924497793212783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/8203924497793212783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-2740669732905675582</id><published>2009-05-21T23:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:57:42.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleepless Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Yet Another Sleepless Night</title><content type='html'>Yet Another Sleepless Night&lt;br /&gt;Yet another sleepless night,&lt;br /&gt;The soft ticks of the clock,&lt;br /&gt;Silent wind of the night,&lt;br /&gt;Deafen me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again I wreak my brain,&lt;br /&gt;Again and again all I have is the same,&lt;br /&gt;Yet it never bore me, &lt;br /&gt;Yet it never fail to amuse me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another sleepless night, &lt;br /&gt;I stare at the nothingness of the paper yet again,&lt;br /&gt;I stood still on my chair, frozen,&lt;br /&gt;My lids, they just would not close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Yet so little to say,&lt;br /&gt;As much thing I have thought about,&lt;br /&gt;None is yet to prove useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh silent night,&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is killing me,&lt;br /&gt;The softness is weakening me,&lt;br /&gt;The nothingness is crowding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh silent night,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a story,&lt;br /&gt;Sing me a lullaby,&lt;br /&gt;Please, put me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a little something I came up with while I could not sleep... a little incoherent I know... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-2740669732905675582?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/2740669732905675582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/yet-another-sleepless-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/2740669732905675582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/2740669732905675582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/yet-another-sleepless-night.html' title='Yet Another Sleepless Night'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-1361776642725626137</id><published>2009-05-13T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:44:15.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleepless Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Heaven and Hell</title><content type='html'>Slowly the ladder to heavens I climbed,&lt;br /&gt;All I find is a tree of wrath,&lt;br /&gt;All I see is a fruit of anger,&lt;br /&gt;All I discover is a bush of jealousy,&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was a hope for &lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;bold&gt;destiny&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiffly I followed the path to hell,&lt;br /&gt;All I saw was a great portrait of forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;All I got was a feel of togetherness,&lt;br /&gt;All I found was the trail to happiness, but&lt;br /&gt;All I expected was the beast of &lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;bold&gt;damnation&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled at myself, funny &lt;br /&gt;I laughed at myself, amused,&lt;br /&gt;I frowned at the thought of what heaven was,&lt;br /&gt;I was at ease with the image of what hell was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was my heaven really heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Was the hell I saw really hell?&lt;br /&gt;Was the hell actually heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Was the heaven was in fact hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then; I realized I had it upside down,&lt;br /&gt;It was then; I gave it another chance,&lt;br /&gt;All it needed was someone to show me around,&lt;br /&gt;All it needed was a chance to prance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I am still searching,&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I am still looking,&lt;br /&gt;Since he who showed me keep on disappearing,&lt;br /&gt;Since he who showed me are no longer living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-1361776642725626137?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/1361776642725626137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/heaven-and-hell.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/1361776642725626137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/1361776642725626137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/heaven-and-hell.html' title='Heaven and Hell'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-5081996019626183718</id><published>2009-05-13T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:26:37.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleepless Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Funny Feeling</title><content type='html'>Funny that I feel this way again,&lt;br /&gt;Funny that I fell in this place again and again,&lt;br /&gt;Funny that it happens to me over and over again,&lt;br /&gt;Funny that I never learn to get over the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i could not sleep last night and this came out of my brains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ieja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-5081996019626183718?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/5081996019626183718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/5081996019626183718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/5081996019626183718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-feeling.html' title='Funny Feeling'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-429643300073737072</id><published>2009-05-07T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:35:47.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>A Person of No Importance</title><content type='html'>When all others would not work,&lt;br /&gt;All I do is cry.&lt;br /&gt;When all others ignore me,&lt;br /&gt;All I do is cry.&lt;br /&gt;My tears screamed to be let in.&lt;br /&gt;My tears screamed to be kept.&lt;br /&gt;Yet all of it is wasted.&lt;br /&gt;Yet all of it is washed away.&lt;br /&gt;My brains screamed to be free,&lt;br /&gt;My hands beseeched to be with the keys.&lt;br /&gt;Yet my heart is reluctant to just let them win,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is to in shambles to have a lovely thought to put on papers,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is to broken in its own way to let all others win,&lt;br /&gt;Yet my heart wants nothing more than love.&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear friend, can’t you spare me a tiny bit of your time?&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear lover, can’t you gave me a tiny piece of your heart?&lt;br /&gt;O dear love, what can I do to get you?&lt;br /&gt;O dear life, who am I to ask these questions?&lt;br /&gt;No body. No one.&lt;br /&gt;A person of no importance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-429643300073737072?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/429643300073737072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/person-of-no-importance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/429643300073737072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/429643300073737072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/person-of-no-importance.html' title='A Person of No Importance'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-5090884261607696699</id><published>2009-05-07T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T00:59:03.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Human</title><content type='html'>Shall I whisper to you those sweet words?&lt;br /&gt;Shall I touch you with these course hands of mine?&lt;br /&gt;Shall you accept me for what I am?&lt;br /&gt;Shall you dream your sweet dreams and still think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Or Shall you just pretend that I have never existed in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Why these questions you asked.&lt;br /&gt;Why these tone?&lt;br /&gt;Why not! Tell me WHY not!&lt;br /&gt;You left me for the loneness of the early morning,&lt;br /&gt;You left me for the loneness of the nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;You cared for me like I was a rug,&lt;br /&gt;You loved me as if I was a cat.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what am I to you?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me am I still human?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me am I still a person?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you still see me as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a little rambling that i feel like shouting out -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-5090884261607696699?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/5090884261607696699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/human.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/5090884261607696699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/5090884261607696699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/human.html' title='Human'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-6259901156556071165</id><published>2009-05-06T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:30:08.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nasi Lemak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Pride</title><content type='html'>You’re the guy who escapes my vision &lt;br /&gt;Yet you are the guy of my mission.&lt;br /&gt;You stole my heart but you don’t even know it,&lt;br /&gt;You took it away but you have never even wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;Why I cried, why I demanded,&lt;br /&gt;Why would you have the answer, you never even minded.&lt;br /&gt;Oh love why did you come in my life,&lt;br /&gt;Oh love look what you did to my life.&lt;br /&gt;You took away my sanity as you took away my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Even that, you can never take away my pride…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) a little something I came up with at midnight after Nasi Lemak... A spur of the moment thing again... Arghh... my head hurts again... i need aspirin... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-6259901156556071165?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/6259901156556071165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/pride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/6259901156556071165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/6259901156556071165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/05/pride.html' title='Pride'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-8415611124936089724</id><published>2009-04-02T11:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:09:46.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Friendship~</title><content type='html'>Hath thee seen the lightness of love?&lt;br /&gt;Hath thee seen the heaviness of friendship?&lt;br /&gt;Shall thou be blessed with the gift of love?&lt;br /&gt;Shall thou be blessed with the hope of friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan’t love trumps over friendship?&lt;br /&gt;Shan’t love concur all?&lt;br /&gt;Love merely are for a lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;Love merely keeps the soul satisfied,&lt;br /&gt;No love can ever match the wholesome of a friendship,&lt;br /&gt;No love can heal a broken heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-8415611124936089724?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/8415611124936089724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/04/friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/8415611124936089724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/8415611124936089724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/04/friendship.html' title='~Friendship~'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-6046274146870382242</id><published>2009-04-01T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:37:23.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>~Lover~</title><content type='html'>Shall I not see the day light again,&lt;br /&gt;  My heart would not falter in the hands of coldness,&lt;br /&gt;Shall I not see the world again,&lt;br /&gt;  My mind would not wither in the hands of obscurity,&lt;br /&gt;Shall I not hear the sound of music again,&lt;br /&gt;  My ears yearn not other sound than of your voice,&lt;br /&gt;Shall I not have any food to my mouth,&lt;br /&gt;  My stomach would devour of its remains,&lt;br /&gt;Shall I not see thy beauty again,&lt;br /&gt;  My soul would wither in the stillness of silence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-6046274146870382242?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/6046274146870382242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/04/lover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/6046274146870382242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/6046274146870382242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/04/lover.html' title='~Lover~'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3272788185223667767.post-5883388737235149794</id><published>2009-04-01T12:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:37:45.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Ode to Thee</title><content type='html'>How shall I live by thee are the air that I breathe,&lt;br /&gt;How shall I see by I only live to see the sight of thee,&lt;br /&gt;Shall my heart ache, as it only craves thee as my companion,&lt;br /&gt;Shall I be place in the coldness, stillness of the air as thee took the warmth away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I kill for thee,&lt;br /&gt;Shall I withered without thee,&lt;br /&gt;As for what time shall I wait for thee?&lt;br /&gt;Alas I shall die without thee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3272788185223667767-5883388737235149794?l=consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/feeds/5883388737235149794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/04/ode-to-thee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/5883388737235149794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3272788185223667767/posts/default/5883388737235149794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://consortprincessofmonaco.blogspot.com/2009/04/ode-to-thee.html' title='Ode to Thee'/><author><name>ieja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06413970597254702599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SLr3aN84k/R26Vyxl0VqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0DABQ9abbME/S220/DSC00765.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
