<?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-2880226431961693678</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:46:16.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. :. . :: de.absolute.black .: :: ..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-absolute.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2880226431961693678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-absolute.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nonamestudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16389335353108646695</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2880226431961693678.post-8651113661181861896</id><published>2008-11-10T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:49:03.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terminology</title><content type='html'>1.  certainty based on past experience ("He put more trust in his own two legs than in the gun&lt;br /&gt;2. complete confidence in a person or plan etc ("The doctor-patient relationship is based on trust")&lt;br /&gt;3. a trustful relationship ("He betrayed their trust")&lt;br /&gt;4. extend credit to&lt;br /&gt;5. allow without fear&lt;br /&gt;6. have confidence or faith in ("We can trust in God")&lt;br /&gt;7. be confident about something&lt;br /&gt;8. expect and wish ("I trust you will behave better from now on")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is losing trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. an act (or failure to act) that disappoints someone&lt;br /&gt;2. a feeling of dissatisfaction that results when your expectations are not realized ("His hopes were so high he was doomed to disappointment")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is feeling disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night to her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2880226431961693678-8651113661181861896?l=d-absolute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2880226431961693678.post-6845502305026561749</id><published>2008-11-07T21:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:47:10.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who is he actually</title><content type='html'>sweet. tender. patient. loving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitter. stubborn. hasty. hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is a special potion.&lt;br /&gt;for him and her. for him and him. for her and her.&lt;br /&gt;it makes you see a person from different angles of your vision.&lt;br /&gt;it makes you feel a person from different depths of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;it makes you evolve into creatures you never knew existed inside you.&lt;br /&gt;it makes you stronger than earth.&lt;br /&gt;it makes you weaker than withered seedlings&lt;br /&gt;it makes you more energised than volcano eruption&lt;br /&gt;it makes you emptier than a hollow cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes you experience anything, everything and nothing.&lt;br /&gt;all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love cannot be kept in a bottle or book for re-experience.&lt;br /&gt;nor replicated in anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every love is special.&lt;br /&gt;just like time.&lt;br /&gt;there will never be another same moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is her love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2880226431961693678-6845502305026561749?l=d-absolute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-absolute.blogspot.com/feeds/6845502305026561749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2880226431961693678&amp;postID=6845502305026561749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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2007. he came into her office.&lt;br /&gt;quiet. busy. witty.&lt;br /&gt;she notices him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone, he lunched with her colleague.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, she lunches with her colleague&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so near yet so far. ate together, almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;...but eyes seldom meet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was awkward.&lt;br /&gt;he was cheeky and talkative.&lt;br /&gt;she avoided him.&lt;br /&gt;he teases her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work. lunch. msn. badminton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn, the first spark.&lt;br /&gt;car, the second spark.&lt;br /&gt;she cried. he consoled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from then on, she cried and he consoled.&lt;br /&gt;he was worried. she was confused.&lt;br /&gt;he was stubborn. she was still confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, she broke down.&lt;br /&gt;he was there, from the first day she cried in the car til the day he hugged her and told her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you'll ever be my girlfriend, i will never let you go"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was confused, traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;still, his persistence and patience touched her bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this became their first chapter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2880226431961693678-5232656742727704247?l=d-absolute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-absolute.blogspot.com/feeds/5232656742727704247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2880226431961693678&amp;postID=5232656742727704247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2880226431961693678/posts/default/5232656742727704247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2880226431961693678/posts/default/5232656742727704247'/><link 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She is alone in the her house blogging in this place where she created, but he customised. 2 hours plus, which is more than hundred and twenty (120) minutes, which is also more than seven thousand two hundred (7200) seconds, which sums up to more than four hundred thirty two thousand (432000) milliseconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he spent this amount of time (432000 milliseconds) customising something that she wanted...always wanted. for whatever crazy reasons she can think of, but this is something she always wanted,but clueless about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his simple words...."From now on, u can blog whatever u want, feelings, bell , business or what..." surprised her. shocked her in a good way. cheered her up in a special way. she loves him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the second surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one was...&lt;br /&gt;thirty first october two thousand eight (31st October 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three sunflowers and 10 champagne roses&lt;br /&gt;plus one card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is sweet. her sweet one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the start of their blog.&lt;br /&gt;Felix and Jassy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2880226431961693678-1990728040412350842?l=d-absolute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-absolute.blogspot.com/feeds/1990728040412350842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2880226431961693678&amp;postID=1990728040412350842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2880226431961693678/posts/default/1990728040412350842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2880226431961693678/posts/default/1990728040412350842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-absolute.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-day-of-our-blog.html' title='the first day of our blog'/><author><name>nonamestudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16389335353108646695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
