<?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-2575355336064456410</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:48:38.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue skies turned grey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-5793260374711304747</id><published>2009-06-21T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:30:50.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sethgodin.typepad.com/seths_blog/2009/06/on-the-road-to-mediocrity.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on the road to mediocrity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - Seth Godin&lt;/span&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/2575355336064456410-5793260374711304747?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5793260374711304747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5793260374711304747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-road-to-mediocrity-seth-godin.html' title=''/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-240950788855076732</id><published>2009-06-20T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:46:06.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look into</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: georgia; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; "&gt;"Everybody has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they've all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands maybe." -- Neil Gaiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-240950788855076732?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/240950788855076732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/240950788855076732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2009/06/look-into.html' title='look into'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-3823187515320585896</id><published>2009-04-18T02:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T02:22:23.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revolutionary road</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the problem with the society isn't necessarily that it's hypocritical or conformist or mediocre, but that it produces people with such a horrible gap between aspiration and capacity - it gives them the leisure and intelligence to want a fuller life while robbing them of the backbone to get it."&lt;/span&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/2575355336064456410-3823187515320585896?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3823187515320585896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3823187515320585896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2009/04/revolutionary-road.html' title='revolutionary road'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-2151834660218200817</id><published>2009-03-22T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:43:30.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i loathe myself.</title><content type='html'>i give, i persevere and i maintain&lt;div&gt;i see nothing in the coming except for one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt, i teared, i cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont carry the world upon my shoulders &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet it doesnt make it any better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the universe answered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but not some. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-2151834660218200817?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2151834660218200817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2151834660218200817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-loathe-myself.html' title='i loathe myself.'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-2731871848400765106</id><published>2009-03-03T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:08:53.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one thing i learnt today was that</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;your darkest hour will eventually past&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/2575355336064456410-2731871848400765106?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2731871848400765106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2731871848400765106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-thing-i-learnt-today-was-that.html' title='one thing i learnt today was that'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-2687423657750793346</id><published>2009-02-20T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:22:45.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love according to children.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.” - Noelle, age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.” - Rebecca, age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” - Karen, age 7&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/2575355336064456410-2687423657750793346?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2687423657750793346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2687423657750793346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-according-to-children.html' title='Love according to children.'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-3269692886607680097</id><published>2009-02-18T21:50:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:41:30.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shorts variation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwU-N3cffI/AAAAAAAAAOA/LOKKasyYorI/s1600-h/ub2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwU-N3cffI/AAAAAAAAAOA/LOKKasyYorI/s400/ub2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304137520242261490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The foolproof way to dress up shorts, is to pair it with looser tops, erm, just look at the picture and you'll understand. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwVRlsPxrI/AAAAAAAAAOI/LE57LNYKInM/s400/Spring-Bike-Rider.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304137853055256242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This has been my all time fav picture. I love that its stripes and florals, yet still matches well. Anyway, you can invest in stripe tops, cos they never go out of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwUQd4IfII/AAAAAAAAANw/AJFk2cpa3UY/s1600-h/adam%26eve02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwUQd4IfII/AAAAAAAAANw/AJFk2cpa3UY/s1600-h/adam%26eve02.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwUQd4IfII/AAAAAAAAANw/AJFk2cpa3UY/s400/adam%26eve02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304136734266129538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwUePbUU2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/3IsTykaQCbY/s400/adam%26eve03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304136970905342818" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Without the jacket of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwTRrVyK6I/AAAAAAAAANo/Dmh7E9T5eXg/s1600-h/Picture+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwTRrVyK6I/AAAAAAAAANo/Dmh7E9T5eXg/s400/Picture+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304135655548398498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tops like this make your outfit dressed up immediately. It can be your equivalent of t-shirt. The material is light so it's cooling for you even when you walk miles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwWy1m2QeI/AAAAAAAAAOY/plNXYfMdmK8/s400/lela+rose01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304139523774890466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I can't find the exact picture, but just imagine that the bottom is in cotton and the top in cotton/chiffon material. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwVoFbNmOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VYPjMJU3shI/s400/3242021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304138239530866914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwXzoTN77I/AAAAAAAAAOw/tg3xFzyPz-s/s400/y.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304140636894392242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You can wear basics but still look dressed up, with accessorie&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 171px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwXP690TDI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NlXyXd5hv7o/s400/daisy+lowe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304140023429614642" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwXfz1qw-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/N-6bWxN4pQc/s400/Picture+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304140296394294242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Denim shorts and tee combination might work better than cotton shorts and tee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwYMPZYDuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ptfa73X69KA/s400/chloe3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304141059706064610" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If you don't already have one, you might want to get shorts in this shade of colour. It goes with everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwZF4AWvlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/FcTGDIhnhFA/s400/DOM1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304142049859518034" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The tee I'm talking about. It's casual cool. But please don't get one that is like too tight and too fitting. It has to be loose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwZmWiarzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/T4t3vGs9WPI/s400/ashley41.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304142607811260210" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Best when it looks worn in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;That's about it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2575355336064456410-3269692886607680097?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3269692886607680097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3269692886607680097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2009/02/shorts-variation.html' title='shorts variation'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZwU-N3cffI/AAAAAAAAAOA/LOKKasyYorI/s72-c/ub2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-5413999611564527292</id><published>2009-02-13T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:57:24.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for claire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZRUrz5w42I/AAAAAAAAAMI/f9urT5k3nlg/s1600-h/6a00e008ccf1108834010536e0991f970b-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZRUrz5w42I/AAAAAAAAAMI/f9urT5k3nlg/s200/6a00e008ccf1108834010536e0991f970b-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301955772965512034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-5413999611564527292?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5413999611564527292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5413999611564527292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-claire.html' title='for claire'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/SZRUrz5w42I/AAAAAAAAAMI/f9urT5k3nlg/s72-c/6a00e008ccf1108834010536e0991f970b-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-6129193024406232366</id><published>2009-02-08T04:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T05:09:07.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self-actualization</title><content type='html'>i don't know what makes me really, really happy. yet.&lt;br /&gt;i have lots of interests, but i don't know what am i most passionate about. yet.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know when i feel most alive. yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would i do if i weren't afraid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change.&lt;br /&gt;change is what i would do.&lt;br /&gt;change takes courage. &lt;br /&gt;change takes tenacity. &lt;br /&gt;change isn't insurmountable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-6129193024406232366?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6129193024406232366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6129193024406232366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2009/02/self-actualization.html' title='self-actualization'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-5788730644039179404</id><published>2009-01-27T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:53:07.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the reality of life</title><content type='html'>Meditate, dance, exercise, eat well, laugh, play, create, journal, read, smile, love, breathe deeply, pet your dog, think positive thoughts, imagine your ideal future with such intensity that you can FEEL it, do whatever you need to do to FILL UP. No need to sob. Just fill up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-esther and jerry hicks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-5788730644039179404?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5788730644039179404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5788730644039179404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2009/01/reality-of-life.html' title='the reality of life'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-6371485940964725748</id><published>2008-12-21T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T03:02:01.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this will never get old</title><content type='html'>I was a quick wet boy &lt;br /&gt;Diving too deep for coins &lt;br /&gt;All of your straight blind eyes &lt;br /&gt;Wide on my plastic toys &lt;br /&gt;And when the cops closed the fair &lt;br /&gt;I cut my long baby hair &lt;br /&gt;Stole me a dog-eared map &lt;br /&gt;And called for you everywhere &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I found you? &lt;br /&gt;Flightless bird, jealous, weeping &lt;br /&gt;Or lost you? &lt;br /&gt;American mouth &lt;br /&gt;Big bill looming &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m a fat house cat &lt;br /&gt;Cursing my sore blunt tongue &lt;br /&gt;Watching the warm poison rats &lt;br /&gt;Curl through the wide/white fence cracks &lt;br /&gt;Kissing on magazine photos &lt;br /&gt;Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean &lt;br /&gt;Blood of Christ mountain stream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I found you? &lt;br /&gt;Flightless bird, brown hair bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Or lost you? &lt;br /&gt;American mouth &lt;br /&gt;Big bill, stuck going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron &amp; Wine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-6371485940964725748?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6371485940964725748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6371485940964725748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-will-never-get-old.html' title='this will never get old'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-5237235934719268097</id><published>2008-12-06T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:41:57.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how people treat you is their karma;&lt;br /&gt;how you react is yours.&lt;br /&gt;-wayne dyer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-5237235934719268097?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5237235934719268097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5237235934719268097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-people-treat-you-is-their-karma-how.html' title=''/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-2129559965768174614</id><published>2008-10-07T02:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T02:53:14.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lights never shine quite as bright anymore</title><content type='html'>if letting in is the only way out&lt;br /&gt;i might just not make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the walls are there&lt;br /&gt;do i dismantle it&lt;br /&gt;or will someone spare the extra effort?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-2129559965768174614?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2129559965768174614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2129559965768174614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/10/lights-never-shine-quite-as-bright.html' title='the lights never shine quite as bright anymore'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-1896790163594739086</id><published>2008-10-07T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T02:32:13.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>norah jones once again</title><content type='html'>Your eyes seek conclusion in all this confusion of mine&lt;br /&gt;Though you and I both know it's only the warm glow of wine&lt;br /&gt;That's got you to feeling this way, but I don't care,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to stay&lt;br /&gt;Just to hold me and tell me you'll be here to love me today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children are dancin', the gamblers are chancin' their all&lt;br /&gt;The window's accusing the door of abusing the wall&lt;br /&gt;But who cares what the night watchmen say&lt;br /&gt;The stage has been set for the play&lt;br /&gt;So just hold me and tell me you'll be here to love me today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon's come and gone but a few stars hang on to the sky&lt;br /&gt;The wind's runnin' free but it ain't up to me to ask why&lt;br /&gt;But the poets are demanding their pay&lt;br /&gt;And they've left me with nothin' to say&lt;br /&gt;'cept hold me and tell me you'll be here to love me today&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me and tell me that you'll be here to love me today&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me and tell me that you'll be here to love me today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-1896790163594739086?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/1896790163594739086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/1896790163594739086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/10/norah-jones-once-again.html' title='norah jones once again'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-45552792389956001</id><published>2008-09-01T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:48:47.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear'</title><content type='html'>Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write&lt;br /&gt;Kind of turn themselves into knives&lt;br /&gt;And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction&lt;br /&gt;But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause here we are, here we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you were biased I love your advice&lt;br /&gt;Your comebacks they're quick&lt;br /&gt;And probably have to do with your insecurities&lt;br /&gt;There's no shame in being crazy, &lt;br /&gt;Depending on how you take these&lt;br /&gt;Words I'm paraphrasing this relationship we're staging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a beautiful mess this is&lt;br /&gt;It's like picking up trash in dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say&lt;br /&gt;Kind of turn themselves into blades&lt;br /&gt;And kind and courteous is a life I've heard&lt;br /&gt;But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt oh dear&lt;br /&gt;Cause here we are, here we are ..&lt;br /&gt;We're still here&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful mess this is&lt;br /&gt;It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through timeless words, and priceless pictures&lt;br /&gt;We'll fly like birds, out of this earth&lt;br /&gt;And times they turn, and hearts disfigure&lt;br /&gt;But that's no concern when we're wounded together&lt;br /&gt;And we tore our dresses, and stained our shirts&lt;br /&gt;But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( a beautiful mess )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-45552792389956001?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/45552792389956001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/45552792389956001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/09/but-i-like-being-submerged-in-your.html' title='&apos;But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear&apos;'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-5201363808068219533</id><published>2008-08-30T01:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:36:17.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eat your projections</title><content type='html'>In tragically too often criticizing moments, its always when self-expectations are not met. It has nothing to do with others and everything to do with oneself. Don't put projections on other people. Eat 'em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-5201363808068219533?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5201363808068219533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5201363808068219533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/08/eat-your-projections.html' title='eat your projections'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-7332111264773290354</id><published>2008-08-16T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:03:19.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>familiarity breeds contempt</title><content type='html'>which is why distance is so beautiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-7332111264773290354?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/7332111264773290354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/7332111264773290354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/08/familiarity-breeds-contempt.html' title='familiarity breeds contempt'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-3178424659755928365</id><published>2008-07-08T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:43:55.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when the things that make you happy no longer makes you happy</title><content type='html'>-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-3178424659755928365?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3178424659755928365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3178424659755928365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-things-that-make-you-happy-no.html' title='when the things that make you happy no longer makes you happy'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-2050651012823485698</id><published>2008-06-21T17:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T17:36:36.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>下一个天亮</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fl_AKKZVuYU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fl_AKKZVuYU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用起伏的背影 挡住哭泣的心&lt;br /&gt;有些故事 不必说给 每个人听&lt;br /&gt;许多眼睛 看的太浅太近&lt;br /&gt;错过我没被看見 那个自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用简单的言语 解开超载的心&lt;br /&gt;有些情绪 是该说给 懂的人听&lt;br /&gt;你的热泪 比我激动怜惜&lt;br /&gt;我发誓要更努力 更有勇气&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等 下一个天亮 &lt;br /&gt;去上次牵手赏花那里散步好吗&lt;br /&gt;有些积雪会自己融化&lt;br /&gt;你的肩膀是我豁达的天堂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等下一个天亮 &lt;br /&gt;把偷拍我看海的照片送我好吗&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢我飞舞的头发&lt;br /&gt;和飘着雨还是眺望的眼光&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间可以磨去我的棱角&lt;br /&gt;有些坚持却永遠磨不掉&lt;br /&gt;请容许我 小小的骄傲&lt;br /&gt;因为有你这样的依靠&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-2050651012823485698?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2050651012823485698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2050651012823485698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='下一个天亮'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-4754020590269044074</id><published>2008-06-19T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T02:24:10.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as i sit and watch</title><content type='html'>one is easy to forgo.&lt;br /&gt;but two begins the compounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. a mere addition inflicts what was thought to be forsaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i found my solace. &lt;br /&gt;well, sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens when the mind and heart contends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the battle is still raging&lt;br /&gt;the pendulum swings&lt;br /&gt;may the better side win&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-4754020590269044074?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4754020590269044074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4754020590269044074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/06/as-i-sit-and-watch.html' title='as i sit and watch'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-4883376493036861050</id><published>2008-05-31T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:43:52.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't wonder why people go crazy. wonder why they don't</title><content type='html'>I'm stuck in a place you can hardly understand. &lt;br /&gt;But I don't blame you. &lt;br /&gt;Well I do, actually. Maybe just a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving up and missing out. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. Superficial things?&lt;br /&gt;I should be able to go way beyond that. &lt;br /&gt;I might have thought too highly of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an idiot. &lt;br /&gt;I know what you meant between the lines. &lt;br /&gt;It's weird how this works. &lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that's how it goes. &lt;br /&gt;Always have. Always will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe true empathy doesn't exist at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-4883376493036861050?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4883376493036861050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4883376493036861050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-wonder-why-people-go-crazy-wonder.html' title='don&apos;t wonder why people go crazy. wonder why they don&apos;t'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-8087142665509049347</id><published>2008-05-14T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T23:13:09.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.. the human experience is a sad, funny, beautiful thing, full of imperfection and irony&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-8087142665509049347?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8087142665509049347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8087142665509049347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-5042409335457469250</id><published>2008-05-03T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:05:39.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for they could not</title><content type='html'>they did not listen&lt;br /&gt;they're not listening still&lt;br /&gt;perhaps they never will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-5042409335457469250?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5042409335457469250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5042409335457469250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-they-could-not.html' title='for they could not'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-2737345011546129740</id><published>2008-05-02T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:00:18.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lilacs and hydrangeas</title><content type='html'>it's spring.&lt;br /&gt;in some other beautiful parts of the world. &lt;br /&gt;none of mine to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i'm just blinded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-2737345011546129740?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2737345011546129740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2737345011546129740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/05/lilacs-and-hydrangeas.html' title='lilacs and hydrangeas'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-8411936934945149421</id><published>2008-03-22T04:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T04:52:09.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me your secrets*</title><content type='html'>maybe i should rant and rave&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should keep to myself&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could surrender this front&lt;br /&gt;how i wish it were easy for me like it was for everyone else&lt;br /&gt;im always hanging&lt;br /&gt;its always haunting&lt;br /&gt;where's the comfort in such pain?&lt;br /&gt;will you be my shoulder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and i'll tell you mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-8411936934945149421?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8411936934945149421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8411936934945149421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/03/tell-me-your-secrets.html' title='tell me your secrets*'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-6137690116980248842</id><published>2008-03-15T04:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T04:52:05.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will you?</title><content type='html'>stay with me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sit through the awkward silences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and watch the world go by&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-6137690116980248842?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6137690116980248842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6137690116980248842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/03/will-you.html' title='will you?'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-4882336077685780120</id><published>2008-03-15T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T04:33:26.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>believer</title><content type='html'>Didn't think you would trust me.&lt;br /&gt;Thought you would see what I see.&lt;br /&gt;This days have been good for me too,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stay.&lt;br /&gt;You know why.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want this to end like this.&lt;br /&gt;Thought I might could convert.&lt;br /&gt;These nights have been sad for me too,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't pray.&lt;br /&gt;You know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a believer,&lt;br /&gt;I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think I could ever love,&lt;br /&gt;So I had to destroy it all.&lt;br /&gt;But you will do find someone new,&lt;br /&gt;When I am gone.&lt;br /&gt;You know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a believer,&lt;br /&gt;I am not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-4882336077685780120?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4882336077685780120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4882336077685780120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/03/believer.html' title='believer'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-3918756050712286950</id><published>2008-03-04T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T20:55:55.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay, would you</title><content type='html'>If I build a wall&lt;br /&gt;A hundred feet tall&lt;br /&gt;Would that keep you in?&lt;br /&gt;If I shackled your feet&lt;br /&gt;So you couldn’t leave&lt;br /&gt;Would you try and run?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I promise not to fight&lt;br /&gt;At least not tonight&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay the night?&lt;br /&gt;If I wore that little dress&lt;br /&gt;That you like the best&lt;br /&gt;Would you pass my test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay?&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay?&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I poured another drink&lt;br /&gt;What would you think&lt;br /&gt;About staying in?&lt;br /&gt;If I was sincere&lt;br /&gt;And whispered my fears&lt;br /&gt;Would you still be here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay?&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay?&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;With me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-3918756050712286950?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3918756050712286950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3918756050712286950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/03/stay-would-you.html' title='stay, would you'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-6830366427791836495</id><published>2008-03-04T19:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T19:13:51.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my world is a better place with you in it</title><content type='html'>the hardest part of kicking an addiction is wanting to kick it&lt;br /&gt;i mean we get addicted for a reason, right?&lt;br /&gt;it's the high we're chasing&lt;br /&gt;the high that makes everything else fade away&lt;br /&gt;still, they say, don't kick the habit till you hit rock bottom&lt;br /&gt;but how do you know when you're there?&lt;br /&gt;because no matter how badly a thing is hurting us&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, letting it go hurts even worse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-6830366427791836495?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6830366427791836495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6830366427791836495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-world-is-better-place-with-you-in-it.html' title='my world is a better place with you in it'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-3125267897033026935</id><published>2008-02-21T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T02:06:26.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hardest pill to swallow</title><content type='html'>there is a hole in the sky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-3125267897033026935?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3125267897033026935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3125267897033026935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/02/hardest-pill-to-swallow.html' title='the hardest pill to swallow'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-2588457616353683002</id><published>2008-01-14T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T01:40:30.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i wouldn't give</title><content type='html'>im losing this fight&lt;br /&gt;this might be the closest i can get..&lt;br /&gt;where are the better days..&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there as soon as i can&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-2588457616353683002?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2588457616353683002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2588457616353683002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-i-wouldnt-give.html' title='what i wouldn&apos;t give'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-7703569869892135658</id><published>2007-12-01T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:17:33.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost but never quite was</title><content type='html'>im starting to think that this is something i'd never get out of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to type a lot&lt;br /&gt;i had a lot going on in my mind&lt;br /&gt;i nearly put them to words&lt;br /&gt;but i lost them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't need people to know everything that i say, do or feel&lt;br /&gt;but i'd have them understanding in at least a certain way&lt;br /&gt;maybe its too much to ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this headache is killing me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-7703569869892135658?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/7703569869892135658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/7703569869892135658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/12/almost-but-never-quite-was.html' title='almost but never quite was'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-1117017790675497133</id><published>2007-11-29T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T01:05:11.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meet me there, when we're both fresh</title><content type='html'>what if one day&lt;br /&gt;everything comes crumbling down&lt;br /&gt;does it mean all the memories get erased&lt;br /&gt;and we get to start over again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-1117017790675497133?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/1117017790675497133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/1117017790675497133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/11/meet-me-there-when-were-both-fresh.html' title='meet me there, when we&apos;re both fresh'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-7227421841675147486</id><published>2007-11-28T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T01:31:28.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i to you?</title><content type='html'>now if my sky should fall&lt;br /&gt;would you even call?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-7227421841675147486?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/7227421841675147486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/7227421841675147486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-am-i-to-you.html' title='what am i to you?'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-8890121317363048082</id><published>2007-11-21T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T04:14:31.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know which is better</title><content type='html'>to be full of zest and affected too much&lt;br /&gt;or to be aloof and take things lightly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-8890121317363048082?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8890121317363048082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8890121317363048082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-dont-know-which-is-better.html' title='i don&apos;t know which is better'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-4355771654658875136</id><published>2007-11-20T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T02:45:21.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought you'd be here by now</title><content type='html'>i need to dwell in self-pity ever so often&lt;br /&gt;just to lament on life&lt;br /&gt;just because contentment is extravagant&lt;br /&gt;just because happiness last only for a fleeting moment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-4355771654658875136?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4355771654658875136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4355771654658875136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-thought-youd-be-here-by-now.html' title='i thought you&apos;d be here by now'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-3436999455866192915</id><published>2007-11-18T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T02:45:53.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when the stars refuse to shine</title><content type='html'>sometimes, a thought lingers&lt;br /&gt;there's no sense in telling&lt;br /&gt;cos at the end&lt;br /&gt;it's all the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;but change is arduous&lt;br /&gt;it is&lt;br /&gt;be it for altering assumptions or practices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wish to skip all the goings&lt;br /&gt;but that's what i always end up doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm a cynic at heart&lt;br /&gt;i think you don't know me&lt;br /&gt;i think i won't let you know me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-3436999455866192915?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3436999455866192915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3436999455866192915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-stars-fall.html' title='when the stars refuse to shine'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-8437954924429826186</id><published>2007-11-04T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:38:48.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if im nowhere near, then where am i?</title><content type='html'>Love the tiffany colored sky in &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/juliastotz/1793106905/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hanah_an/1772166945/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rinder/553956991/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-8437954924429826186?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8437954924429826186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8437954924429826186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-im-nowhere-near-then-where-am-i.html' title='if im nowhere near, then where am i?'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-4992147557402450147</id><published>2007-10-26T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T05:05:08.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhere between waking and sleeping</title><content type='html'>an offbeat delivery&lt;br /&gt;absolute infatuation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the traffic light is changing unusually fast&lt;br /&gt;or maybe everything else seems quiet and slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, the traffic light does operate differently during midnights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i have a hunch about it?&lt;br /&gt;still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-4992147557402450147?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4992147557402450147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4992147557402450147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/10/somewhere-between-waking-and-sleeping.html' title='somewhere between waking and sleeping'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-2218410854546796316</id><published>2007-10-19T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:01:04.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when you were here before&lt;br /&gt;couldn't look you in the eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you to notice&lt;br /&gt;when i'm not around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're so fucking special&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;whatever you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell am i doing here&lt;br /&gt;i don't belong here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-2218410854546796316?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2218410854546796316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2218410854546796316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-you-were-here-before-couldnt-look.html' title=''/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-2956791126317652819</id><published>2007-10-11T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T18:40:48.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope it will</title><content type='html'>if you wander off too far, my love will get you home&lt;br /&gt;if you follow the wrong star, my love will get you home. &lt;br /&gt;if you ever find yourself, lost and all alone &lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home &lt;br /&gt;boy, my love will get you home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the bright lights blind your eyes, my love will get you home&lt;br /&gt;if your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home &lt;br /&gt;if you ever find yourself, lost and all alone&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home&lt;br /&gt;boy, my love will get you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ever feel ashamed, my love will get you home&lt;br /&gt;when there's only you to blame, my love will get you home&lt;br /&gt;if you ever find yourself, lost and all alone&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home&lt;br /&gt;boy, my love will get you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ever find yourself, lost and all alone&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home&lt;br /&gt;boy, my love will get you home&lt;br /&gt;boy, my love will get you home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-2956791126317652819?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2956791126317652819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2956791126317652819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hope-it-will.html' title='i hope it will'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-7953153211743440442</id><published>2007-09-22T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T00:16:13.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so it is</title><content type='html'>be by my side&lt;br /&gt;quietly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos i don't think they'd understand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-7953153211743440442?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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sing to some&lt;br /&gt;They chirp to some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-8212669234861885743?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8212669234861885743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8212669234861885743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/09/flocks.html' title='flocks'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-8190097024731333698</id><published>2007-08-24T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T01:36:11.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy elephant</title><content type='html'>The fine line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody goes beyond it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someone should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norah Jones is love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-8190097024731333698?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8190097024731333698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8190097024731333698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/08/crazy-elephant.html' title='crazy elephant'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-515897212953658462</id><published>2007-08-24T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T01:29:11.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't bother</title><content type='html'>Feels like it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;With more vulnerability than ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running dry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spelled out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies and facade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me in my perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;I never do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-515897212953658462?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/515897212953658462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/515897212953658462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/08/dont-bother.html' title='don&apos;t bother'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-3287751212031859744</id><published>2007-07-28T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T22:08:57.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the piles keep piling up</title><content type='html'>I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've nothing to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-3287751212031859744?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3287751212031859744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3287751212031859744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/07/piles-keep-piling-up.html' title='the piles keep piling up'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-1639047272515320227</id><published>2007-06-24T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T20:20:38.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and you can't wait till the time comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In times where the coming's bleak, you'll feel especially psyched to know that what you've been trying hard to reach out to, is actually available there in a tangible form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-1639047272515320227?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/1639047272515320227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/1639047272515320227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-you-cant-wait-till-time-comes.html' title='and you can&apos;t wait till the time comes'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-4218348939080032976</id><published>2007-06-23T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T17:22:40.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never-ending love affair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RnzmP3unZcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yo823oMkOwY/s1600-h/DSCN2574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079187640098973122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RnzmP3unZcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yo823oMkOwY/s320/DSCN2574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been doing things that I've been wanting to do for a long time as of late. I'm learning how to cook, how to take better photos, figured out my other interests that really interests me (lol), how to make living better and more enjoyable, etc. I'm only beginning and it feels extremely satisfying. Life should be like this. (:&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/2575355336064456410-4218348939080032976?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4218348939080032976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4218348939080032976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/06/never-ending-love-affair.html' title='never-ending love affair'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RnzmP3unZcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yo823oMkOwY/s72-c/DSCN2574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-8434527652683464635</id><published>2007-06-14T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:42:10.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im one happy girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It makes me happy watching people describe their style.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I cannot find the words to describe mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dry period was here.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it still is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inspiration wire is up. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-8434527652683464635?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8434527652683464635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8434527652683464635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-one-happy-girl.html' title='im one happy girl'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-8308843717882844177</id><published>2007-05-30T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T01:39:08.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love me some red shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22nLK_bRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nOxbS3zCvP8/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070409539619089682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22nLK_bRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nOxbS3zCvP8/s400/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22nLK_bSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FqBuEeDzqik/s1600-h/114n.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070409539619089698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22nLK_bSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FqBuEeDzqik/s400/114n.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22nbK_bTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8hyhOC0FHc4/s1600-h/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070409543914057010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22nbK_bTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8hyhOC0FHc4/s400/117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22brK_bOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ai-fZq7wNHg/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070409342050594018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22brK_bOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ai-fZq7wNHg/s400/116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22brK_bPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/q2IcqVGlRkI/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070409342050594034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22brK_bPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/q2IcqVGlRkI/s400/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22b7K_bQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ekg1RPagA5o/s1600-h/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070409346345561346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22b7K_bQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ekg1RPagA5o/s400/119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22P7K_bLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CqNLdEwS1S4/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070409140187131058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22P7K_bLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CqNLdEwS1S4/s400/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22P7K_bMI/AAAAAAAAAG4/RF-_iDYqfRQ/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070409140187131074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22P7K_bMI/AAAAAAAAAG4/RF-_iDYqfRQ/s400/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22P7K_bNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/1i_LT5g-jwY/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070409140187131090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22P7K_bNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/1i_LT5g-jwY/s400/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Colours and more colours. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2575355336064456410-8308843717882844177?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8308843717882844177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8308843717882844177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-me-some-red-shoes.html' title='i love me some red shoes'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rl22nLK_bRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nOxbS3zCvP8/s72-c/111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-48047950276736077</id><published>2007-05-25T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T22:11:22.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i heart teen vogue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RlbpCbK_a-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/5WG9aHMXdvE/s1600-h/esta2+tiny.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068494658514938850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RlbpCbK_a-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/5WG9aHMXdvE/s320/esta2+tiny.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish to say &lt;em&gt;I'll be on the road &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and then escape to somewhere on my own.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Freedom shouldn't be restricted like that. &lt;em&gt;That,&lt;/em&gt; refers to much more than there is to it. Driving alone to afar will be an incredible way to unwind and to relish solitude, I guess. If it never comes, what will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rlbo77K_a9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/MQcKqno0r5c/s1600-h/esta2+tiny.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-48047950276736077?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/48047950276736077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/48047950276736077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-teen-vogue.html' title='i heart teen vogue'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RlbpCbK_a-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/5WG9aHMXdvE/s72-c/esta2+tiny.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-811566891163581522</id><published>2007-05-23T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T04:22:37.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the road i found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RlNQo7K_a8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/gUoNKSRo4sM/s1600-h/roadlights.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067482669730720706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RlNQo7K_a8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/gUoNKSRo4sM/s200/roadlights.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I like the way the road curves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I like the way its cut off, just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I like the way the lights look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;They're never ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So walk by it slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-811566891163581522?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/811566891163581522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/811566891163581522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/05/road-i-found.html' title='the road i found'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RlNQo7K_a8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/gUoNKSRo4sM/s72-c/roadlights.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-7210100289547308554</id><published>2007-05-22T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T19:27:24.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>norah jones - until the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You've got a famous last name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But you're not to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby I see you for who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A one time apple queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And a one time tramp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And an old time movie star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You're a shell picker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Of the pickiest kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But you always find the ones to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And in or out of bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You keep you're head wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;'cause ya don't only dream when you're asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like a child ... you remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I forget ... all my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I used to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That someday I'd relax a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And be more like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;How silly that thought was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Needed to stand in my own shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And from over here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can see you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't even try ... to pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;'cause he's hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby don't go back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like a child, you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I remember everything ... and every sting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And through all the games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll both stay the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As we've always been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Through the fat and thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Until the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Until the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-7210100289547308554?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/7210100289547308554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/7210100289547308554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/05/norah-jones-until-end.html' title='norah jones - until the end'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-5438094041936756407</id><published>2007-05-12T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T03:10:04.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you and i play the game everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In this world, we only show ourselves how we would like to be perceived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whether or not it accurately translates is a total different matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-5438094041936756407?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5438094041936756407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5438094041936756407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-and-i-play-game-everyday.html' title='you and i play the game everyday'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-9143941839560800100</id><published>2007-05-12T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T02:28:42.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drowned in thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The lines are down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I need some time off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-9143941839560800100?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/9143941839560800100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/9143941839560800100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/05/drowned-in-thoughts.html' title='drowned in thoughts'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-5839197904078869255</id><published>2007-05-10T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T22:57:04.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging in between</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish it was enough to break me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Supposed to be posted in the wee hours of 7/5/07.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-5839197904078869255?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5839197904078869255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5839197904078869255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/05/hanging-in-between.html' title='hanging in between'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-152408761347894247</id><published>2007-05-06T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:21:50.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the things you'll never know (and never bother knowing)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The little things that make me happy&lt;br /&gt;and the little things that make me sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The things that I long for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and the things that I dream of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The things that I make believe&lt;br /&gt;and the things of my pure hallucination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The things that I hope for to happen again&lt;br /&gt;and the things I wish to relive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The things that I need more determination in&lt;br /&gt;and the things I've given up on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;These things are ever-evolving.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope it's for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-152408761347894247?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/152408761347894247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/152408761347894247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/05/things-youll-never-know-or-dont-bother.html' title='the things you&apos;ll never know (and never bother knowing)'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-3329638547111693644</id><published>2007-05-04T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T02:34:55.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we never said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something tells me...&lt;br /&gt;My intuition is almost always spot on, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, contradicting but anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's 2 random pictures -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rjonujp88yI/AAAAAAAAAEY/t8r8gNr4Gxw/s1600-h/DSCN2179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060400812102841122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rjonujp88yI/AAAAAAAAAEY/t8r8gNr4Gxw/s320/DSCN2179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RjonvDp88zI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_UrVQuBBJ_I/s1600-h/DSCN2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060400820692775730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RjonvDp88zI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_UrVQuBBJ_I/s320/DSCN2197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-3329638547111693644?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3329638547111693644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3329638547111693644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-never-said.html' title='we never said.'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rjonujp88yI/AAAAAAAAAEY/t8r8gNr4Gxw/s72-c/DSCN2179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-5342377557849157526</id><published>2007-04-21T03:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T03:23:06.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>陳奕迅 - 富士山下 </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/iD1MESq_UMo' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/iD1MESq_UMo'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-5342377557849157526?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5342377557849157526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5342377557849157526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_9504.html' title='陳奕迅 - 富士山下 '/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-1940721124087311395</id><published>2007-04-21T03:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T03:27:00.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>陳奕迅 - 富士山下</title><content type='html'>&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried and tried. But the lyrics just won't appear correctly up here.&lt;br /&gt;They are the most beautiful yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=9WV9_97R-dk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; if you're interested at all.&lt;br /&gt;There's a brief explanation but the translated lyrics in english doesn't even measure up. The music video doesn't quite justify the song either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lyrics are written in cantonese form but is still understandable if you read it the chinese way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-1940721124087311395?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/1940721124087311395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/1940721124087311395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_9546.html' title='陳奕迅 - 富士山下'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-6952490762432848181</id><published>2007-04-16T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T23:52:07.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chic list</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Links and more links brought me to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://galadarling.com/article/icings-definition-of-chic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;. Which I thought was really interesting. So I'm gonna paste (either in exact words, or edited a little) from the site those that fit my definition of chic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Has good manners&lt;br /&gt;- Is passionate about something — art, business, communication, philosophy etc&lt;br /&gt;- Respects his- or herself &amp; other people&lt;br /&gt;- Doesn’t betray confidence, aka can keep things private&lt;br /&gt;- Has excellent posture&lt;br /&gt;- Practises “right speech” — meaning, does their best to only say things which are constructive, helpful &amp;amp;/or positive&lt;br /&gt;- Looks after their nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Travels across the city for what she thinks are the best croissants, coffee or olives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Is organised (stylishly, of course)&lt;br /&gt;- Only spends her time with people who make her feel good&lt;br /&gt;- Takes responsibility for himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Can cook, eats well &amp;amp; drinks a lot of water&lt;br /&gt;- Takes care of their possessions (shines their shoes, cleans their bathroom, hand-washes any delicate clothing, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;- Has distinct personal style, from clothing to hairstyle to handwriting&lt;br /&gt;- Lives life to full capacity every day&lt;br /&gt;- Has things that are what I call “signature” — personal elements that define them, which are distinctly individual. This can range from a way of walking to a tone of voice to a love for anything vintage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Takes time to appreciate other people, objects and nature and can relate positive sentiments to the aforementioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Someone who is not afraid of showing the world who she really is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-6952490762432848181?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6952490762432848181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6952490762432848181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/04/chic-list.html' title='chic list'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-160665578536523444</id><published>2007-04-15T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T00:25:44.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new found or reacquainted? perhaps both.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RiD7EAT35xI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/InRDSN_l2TA/s1600-h/sewbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053314828131100434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RiD7EAT35xI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/InRDSN_l2TA/s320/sewbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I ordered this from amazon yesterday. Yay-ness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I may have found a love tantamount, if not bigger, to what I have for fashion. It makes me insanely ecstatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-160665578536523444?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/160665578536523444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/160665578536523444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-found-or-reacquainted-perhaps-both.html' title='new found or reacquainted? perhaps both.'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RiD7EAT35xI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/InRDSN_l2TA/s72-c/sewbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-4329374532187211101</id><published>2007-04-14T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T01:08:28.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magnify the good of others</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know of a friend who have a strong sense of her own style. She inspires me to be true to my style when in questions of doubt. It's not about totally ignoring words of other people, but &lt;strong&gt;essentially&lt;/strong&gt; listening to your own inner voice. I love her for knowing and being who she is. It's being sure of yourself that makes you admirable and lovable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can always learn a thing or two from the people around you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-4329374532187211101?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4329374532187211101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4329374532187211101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/04/magnify-good-of-others.html' title='magnify the good of others'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-6295582696528756075</id><published>2007-04-13T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T02:40:33.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a metaphor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When a storm is cooking within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;what I desperately need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;is to be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Other times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;trash talking does the trick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-6295582696528756075?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6295582696528756075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6295582696528756075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-need-metaphor.html' title='i need a metaphor'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-7559479635919452251</id><published>2007-04-13T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T02:17:07.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad: Drink this before you go out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: What's that? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Drinks anyway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad: Just leave it, I wash for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the little things like this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;that reminds me of how much I love him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-7559479635919452251?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/7559479635919452251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/7559479635919452251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-854894227772809042</id><published>2007-04-11T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T01:55:26.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pffft</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love writing chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But the three words that I can never be happy with, is ironically my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-854894227772809042?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/854894227772809042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/854894227772809042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/04/pffft.html' title='pffft'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-4476791193765822380</id><published>2007-04-10T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T03:04:17.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ambiguity might be my only way out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why someone is, and someone's not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The reason's plain and clear to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm trapped somewhere in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, seeing is never believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-4476791193765822380?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4476791193765822380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4476791193765822380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/04/ambiguity-might-be-my-only-way-out.html' title='ambiguity might be my only way out'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-8131340951195060400</id><published>2007-03-27T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:25:22.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the way we live - by anthropologie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgkM9D_wIXI/AAAAAAAAADw/1vgS-6gEeaM/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046579100629606770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgkM9D_wIXI/AAAAAAAAADw/1vgS-6gEeaM/s320/03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgkM9T_wIYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QKSgSMKbcn0/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046579104924574082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgkM9T_wIYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QKSgSMKbcn0/s320/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgkM9T_wIZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/01F3Ju75sPk/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046579104924574098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgkM9T_wIZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/01F3Ju75sPk/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgkM9j_wIaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OU1x3D2jhLY/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046579109219541410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgkM9j_wIaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OU1x3D2jhLY/s320/06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-8131340951195060400?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8131340951195060400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/8131340951195060400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/03/way-we-live-by-anthropologie.html' title='the way we live - by anthropologie'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgkM9D_wIXI/AAAAAAAAADw/1vgS-6gEeaM/s72-c/03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-6765986313342097423</id><published>2007-03-27T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:17:39.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you know me now - speaking the unspoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I haven't the drive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I haven't the reason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I haven't the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you know me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cease all your inner deliberation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't need no accusation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The picture is not yet clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My head remains a blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not as assertive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I need your discernment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you know me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-6765986313342097423?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6765986313342097423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6765986313342097423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-you-know-me-now-speaking-unspoken.html' title='if you know me now - speaking the unspoken'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-3424710845717107218</id><published>2007-03-23T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T19:53:39.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping cures depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I totally love this season's loose silhouette.&lt;br /&gt;They're flattering and feminine.&lt;br /&gt;Effortless, understated and amazingly chic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgO8VD10f1I/AAAAAAAAADg/eaLf9WTVIgA/s1600-h/loose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045083077579407186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgO8VD10f1I/AAAAAAAAADg/eaLf9WTVIgA/s320/loose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My pretty dress! I love it so much I have to flaunt it. (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgO9zj10f2I/AAAAAAAAADo/Hv346h6tRp4/s1600-h/loose4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045084701077045090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgO9zj10f2I/AAAAAAAAADo/Hv346h6tRp4/s320/loose4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-3424710845717107218?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3424710845717107218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3424710845717107218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/03/shopping-cures-depression.html' title='shopping cures depression'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RgO8VD10f1I/AAAAAAAAADg/eaLf9WTVIgA/s72-c/loose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-630796059291629970</id><published>2007-03-21T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T18:45:25.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amidst the noise i hear the crooning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I took a clip of the sunrise that morning.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a quiet documentary.&lt;br /&gt;Capturing the sight, sound and moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Quietly appreciating what's given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the many things I love to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-630796059291629970?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/630796059291629970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/630796059291629970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/03/admist-noise-i-hear-crooning.html' title='amidst the noise i hear the crooning'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-7851562181812032283</id><published>2007-03-18T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T22:37:27.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isn't it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one breath too late&lt;br /&gt;and you're gone for good&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how far it seems&lt;br /&gt;but what could i do&lt;br /&gt;and what would i change&lt;br /&gt;when everything is strange&lt;br /&gt;why should i learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;when i could just hide away&lt;br /&gt;isn't it strange&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-7851562181812032283?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/7851562181812032283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/7851562181812032283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/03/isnt-it.html' title='isn&apos;t it'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-2509190185070611989</id><published>2007-03-18T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T15:14:01.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>such a beautiful morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RfzmnBbDc5I/AAAAAAAAADY/sHRMaFt43dI/s1600-h/DSCN1782+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043159240819307410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RfzmnBbDc5I/AAAAAAAAADY/sHRMaFt43dI/s320/DSCN1782+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2575355336064456410-2509190185070611989?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2509190185070611989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2509190185070611989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/03/such-beautiful-morning.html' title='such a beautiful morning'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RfzmnBbDc5I/AAAAAAAAADY/sHRMaFt43dI/s72-c/DSCN1782+small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-131217442037541650</id><published>2007-03-13T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T21:19:12.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spring is in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfah_hbDcwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oeo23JH50dU/s1600-h/zara+ss07+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041394945563521794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfah_hbDcwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oeo23JH50dU/s320/zara+ss07+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfah_hbDcxI/AAAAAAAAACY/GpCtvo3F1gA/s1600-h/zara+ss07+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041394945563521810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfah_hbDcxI/AAAAAAAAACY/GpCtvo3F1gA/s320/zara+ss07+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfah_xbDcyI/AAAAAAAAACg/ShCRsYazJ2A/s1600-h/zara+ss07+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041394949858489122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfah_xbDcyI/AAAAAAAAACg/ShCRsYazJ2A/s320/zara+ss07+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfah_xbDczI/AAAAAAAAACo/tfmrMgDex7s/s1600-h/zara+ss07+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041394949858489138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfah_xbDczI/AAAAAAAAACo/tfmrMgDex7s/s320/zara+ss07+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfah_xbDc0I/AAAAAAAAACw/K8b1W-Eanko/s1600-h/zara+ss07+14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041394949858489154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfah_xbDc0I/AAAAAAAAACw/K8b1W-Eanko/s320/zara+ss07+14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfai6BbDc1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/KyQqxyKc1-4/s1600-h/zara+ss07+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041395950585869138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfai6BbDc1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/KyQqxyKc1-4/s320/zara+ss07+12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfai6BbDc2I/AAAAAAAAADA/uwNy_UK1b_4/s1600-h/zara+ss07+13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041395950585869154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfai6BbDc2I/AAAAAAAAADA/uwNy_UK1b_4/s320/zara+ss07+13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfai6RbDc3I/AAAAAAAAADI/W3_mFMUN6mA/s1600-h/zara+ss07+16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041395954880836466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfai6RbDc3I/AAAAAAAAADI/W3_mFMUN6mA/s320/zara+ss07+16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfai6RbDc4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/P55WE_0zWbQ/s1600-h/zara+ss07+17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041395954880836482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfai6RbDc4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/P55WE_0zWbQ/s320/zara+ss07+17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Zara is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-131217442037541650?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/131217442037541650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/131217442037541650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-is-in-air.html' title='spring is in the air'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/Rfah_hbDcwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oeo23JH50dU/s72-c/zara+ss07+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-3997209589528048699</id><published>2007-03-11T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T20:16:12.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need my muse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought I wasn't one of those girls who were poor with directions - turns out I am. It's a whole different story when you're behind the wheel. Maybe I'm too used to accepting directions from the person sitting next to me. Haha. Anyways, driving with my mom has been the most enjoyable yet. Because she craps with her usual nonsense to me and makes me laugh while my dad was obviously uncomfortable sitting in the passenger seat. Lol. Whatever, will improve with time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-3997209589528048699?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3997209589528048699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/3997209589528048699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-need-my-muse.html' title='i need my muse'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-5126680343386167245</id><published>2007-03-10T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T17:38:32.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of flowers and love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RfJ8d0-h8FI/AAAAAAAAAB0/pLlQ3KQhejc/s1600-h/1729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040227784859971666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RfJ8d0-h8FI/AAAAAAAAAB0/pLlQ3KQhejc/s320/1729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2575355336064456410-5126680343386167245?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5126680343386167245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/5126680343386167245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/03/of-flowers-and-love.html' title='of flowers and love'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RfJ8d0-h8FI/AAAAAAAAAB0/pLlQ3KQhejc/s72-c/1729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-1635514579380388061</id><published>2007-02-25T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T01:59:30.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>write me a different now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Are we meant to stay within our circle or are we supposed to break out of it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If contentedness brings happiness, and happiness is what everybody yearns for, so we should just stick around and be glad that we're somewhere and not nowhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why doesn't stories go the way we want them to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-1635514579380388061?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/1635514579380388061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/1635514579380388061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/02/write-me-different-now.html' title='write me a different now'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-416322271772383648</id><published>2007-02-22T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T02:48:27.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reggae</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I never knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=sendaaisa&amp;b=7&amp;amp;f=1635944004&amp;amp;p=4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;reggae dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; could be this nice. She's DAMN GOOD. I can't stop watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-416322271772383648?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/416322271772383648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/416322271772383648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/02/reggae-is-love.html' title='reggae'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-4381851409163566042</id><published>2007-02-21T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:16:29.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the avoider</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Individuals with this style want and need a lot of time alone; are often less talkative than the partner; are sensitive to any form of control; are often quite self-sufficient; give little information; withdraw when upset; have difficulty expressing their feelings; are often very involved in their work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-4381851409163566042?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4381851409163566042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4381851409163566042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/02/avoider.html' title='the avoider'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-4981514527082157631</id><published>2007-02-20T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T19:15:29.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this and much more</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdrPyN--lqI/AAAAAAAAABU/yWcn6l0uzWU/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033563995194168994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdrPyN--lqI/AAAAAAAAABU/yWcn6l0uzWU/s200/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdrPyN--lrI/AAAAAAAAABc/U0Mj929Z2g0/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033563995194169010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdrPyN--lrI/AAAAAAAAABc/U0Mj929Z2g0/s200/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In love with (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdrPyN--lrI/AAAAAAAAABc/U0Mj929Z2g0/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-4981514527082157631?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4981514527082157631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/4981514527082157631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-and-much-more.html' title='this and much more'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdrPyN--lqI/AAAAAAAAABU/yWcn6l0uzWU/s72-c/03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-2109286312877686379</id><published>2007-02-18T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T05:21:58.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not blind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have the tendency to bring myself unhappiness. No one told me to see/hear anything. Yet I did. Maybe this is one of my past that I should chuck away. Self-induced dejection is not becoming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Words can only indicate so much, and are only for make believe. Actions are the sole real proof. I am someone who will give, only upon receiving. But once received, I will not hesitate to give by the multiplies. Typical scorpio character I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-2109286312877686379?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2109286312877686379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2109286312877686379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-not-blind.html' title='i&apos;m not blind'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-6823315765705915208</id><published>2007-02-17T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T05:19:39.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the end, it doesn't even matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Switched from tabulas. Still trying to get use to this. The main reason for switching is for the ease of uploading photos. Which means I'll most prolly put up pictures every now and then. And I do love the simplicity of the white layout, though it's one of the default templates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I might still update tabulas. We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2575355336064456410-6823315765705915208?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6823315765705915208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/6823315765705915208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-doesnt-matter-in-end.html' title='in the end, it doesn&apos;t even matter'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-113634870067277474</id><published>2007-02-17T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T05:19:10.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny eve's dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Reunion? Anyways, cam-whoring below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdcVgPZkraI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ttt14zfapZw/s1600-h/1585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032514752243608994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdcVgPZkraI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ttt14zfapZw/s320/1585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The oufit, with hair undone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shirt-dress from hong kong, shoes from thailand. Love the pretty shoes! Oh, and my jimmy choo bag imitation. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdcV6fZkrbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tu7J6aRlT0A/s1600-h/1612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032515203215175090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdcV6fZkrbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tu7J6aRlT0A/s320/1612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdcWQvZkrcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/MKy9Euf7Qbg/s1600-h/1615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032515585467264450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdcWQvZkrcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/MKy9Euf7Qbg/s320/1615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mom and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdcWQvZkrdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kf1r0a-mu1E/s1600-h/1619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032515585467264466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdcWQvZkrdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Kf1r0a-mu1E/s320/1619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/2575355336064456410-113634870067277474?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/113634870067277474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/113634870067277474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-eves-dinner-at-goodwood-park.html' title='cny eve&apos;s dinner'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdcVgPZkraI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ttt14zfapZw/s72-c/1585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575355336064456410.post-2786382956904216432</id><published>2007-02-14T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T20:05:13.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>between day and night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdLLEfZkrYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/k2PI__HLia8/s1600-h/DSCN1570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031307011734941058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdLLEfZkrYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/k2PI__HLia8/s320/DSCN1570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdL5lvZkrZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/XHOy9DLPqbU/s1600-h/view+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031358160500469138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdL5lvZkrZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/XHOy9DLPqbU/s320/view+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I almost never get sick of the view.&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/2575355336064456410-2786382956904216432?l=serxon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2786382956904216432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2575355336064456410/posts/default/2786382956904216432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serxon.blogspot.com/2007/02/afternoon.html' title='between day and night'/><author><name>esta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17390631386808061312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0aKRO-rJ1co/RdLLEfZkrYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/k2PI__HLia8/s72-c/DSCN1570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
