<?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-4334495665041505330</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:39:41.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess in Chaos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>heartprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04238449216889544924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-4218814995009453177</id><published>2009-09-02T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T01:03:02.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And here it goes.I know you've moved on, moved on for good, but there are things you don't know, things I don't show, things I hide inside. I know to you it seems like I don't care, seems like I was never ever there, but there was never one day that you didn't cross my mind a million times. And believe me, if I could go back, I would, but things are different now. Time caught up with us and broke us apart because now you found someone else. But that's not what bothers me. What bothers me is that you left me and I left you, with words unspoken and a story unread. Words that are still trying to escape my heart and reach out to you, Words that don't notice that time has past; words that still have meaning. But that's not what bothers me, What bothers me is that you didn't see the tears I cried and you didn't know that I lied when I told you I was happy.What bothers me is that you still cross my mind a million times a day, and even when I'm sleeping, I can still hear your voice telling me how much you love me or how much you miss me?And that's the only time I'm ever happy. It's when I'm reminiscing about you and dreaming about us. but when reality hits me, it just kills me. But the thing that bothers me the most is that all of this could have been prevented if I had just said something or done something and the only thing that doesn't bother me is that I've learned a valuable lesson; You don't really know what you've got until it's gone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4334495665041505330-4218814995009453177?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/feeds/4218814995009453177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4334495665041505330&amp;postID=4218814995009453177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/4218814995009453177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/4218814995009453177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-here-it-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>heartprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04238449216889544924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-1460255467676635542</id><published>2009-08-29T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:24:43.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You never know..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;That great everyday &lt;b&gt;magic&lt;/b&gt; is discovering those who are strong enough to catch you. Those who care enough to reach out their arms and cushion your &lt;i&gt;fall&lt;/i&gt;. And I think that's what’s so wonderful about life - you never know when you'll stumble upon these kinds of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;marvelous&lt;/span&gt; people, or when they'll stumble onto you. And as terrifying as it sounds, the greatest thing that could ever happen to us is to slip up in the wind and float down into that fall. Because &lt;b&gt;you never know&lt;/b&gt; who will be waiting for you at the bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4334495665041505330-1460255467676635542?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/feeds/1460255467676635542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4334495665041505330&amp;postID=1460255467676635542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/1460255467676635542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/1460255467676635542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-never-know.html' title='You never know..'/><author><name>heartprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04238449216889544924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-8428633979525072512</id><published>2009-06-17T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:47:07.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the risk, and be ready to fall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/Sjniz6OGTMI/AAAAAAAAAI0/yDj3L_pSrY8/s1600-h/risk__by_bing_bam_boom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/Sjniz6OGTMI/AAAAAAAAAI0/yDj3L_pSrY8/s320/risk__by_bing_bam_boom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348555413908769986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, you could always come up with excuses if you want to. We make up excuses and alibis to cover up our weaknesses; We don't want anyone to hurt us, so we put on this front that somehow makes us feel better about ourselves. The truth of the matter is that what's done is done, no excuses are necessary. You can't go back and change anything, so there's no point in being stuck in the past. Excuses never work; you're only lying to yourself. And lying to yourself never helps anything. Eventually all the lies and the excuses and the alibis fall away, and you're left here, stripped, with the truth before your very eyes, whether you're ready to accept it or not. Sometimes, it's just too late to pretend and it's too late to defend, so you have to deal with what you've got, and everything else will fall into place all around you.&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4334495665041505330-8428633979525072512?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/feeds/8428633979525072512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4334495665041505330&amp;postID=8428633979525072512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/8428633979525072512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/8428633979525072512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-risk-and-be-ready-to-fall.html' title='Take the risk, and be ready to fall.'/><author><name>heartprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04238449216889544924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/Sjniz6OGTMI/AAAAAAAAAI0/yDj3L_pSrY8/s72-c/risk__by_bing_bam_boom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-8169389473981325487</id><published>2009-04-10T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:45:19.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always thought that there was this one perfect person for everybody in the world, you know, and when you found that person the rest of the world kind of magically faded away, and, you know, the two of you would just be inside this kind of protective bubble, but there is no bubble, I mean if there is you have to make it. I just thing life is more than a series of moments, you know, we can make choices, and we can choose to protect the people we love and that's what makes us who we are and those are the real memories.. -Forces of Nature&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4334495665041505330-8169389473981325487?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/feeds/8169389473981325487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4334495665041505330&amp;postID=8169389473981325487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/8169389473981325487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/8169389473981325487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-always-thought-that-there-was-this.html' title=''/><author><name>heartprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04238449216889544924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-766640751365166326</id><published>2009-01-21T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T06:06:53.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I fell in love with an alien.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SXcrzbUgnuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yLZcJyMS88o/s1600-h/I_fell_in_love_with_an_alien_by_vampire_zombie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SXcrzbUgnuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yLZcJyMS88o/s320/I_fell_in_love_with_an_alien_by_vampire_zombie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293748049504411362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"there are millions of people out there. but in the end, it all comes down to one. i still panic sometimes, forget to breathe. but i know there's something beautiful in all my imperfections. a beauty within which he held out for me to see, a strength that can never be taken away. i remember the day we met. his smile, his touch. you can be anywhere when your life begins, when the future opens up in front of you. you may not even realize it at first, but it's already happening..."&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/4334495665041505330-766640751365166326?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/feeds/766640751365166326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4334495665041505330&amp;postID=766640751365166326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/766640751365166326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/766640751365166326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-fell-in-love-with-alien.html' title='I fell in love with an alien.'/><author><name>heartprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04238449216889544924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SXcrzbUgnuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yLZcJyMS88o/s72-c/I_fell_in_love_with_an_alien_by_vampire_zombie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-7633931683092312856</id><published>2009-01-19T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T06:38:26.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Take the Wheel</title><content type='html'>She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati&lt;br /&gt;On a snow white Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy with the baby in the backseat&lt;br /&gt;Fifty miles to go and she was running low on faith and gasoline&lt;br /&gt;It'd been a long hard year&lt;br /&gt;She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention&lt;br /&gt;she was going way too fast&lt;br /&gt;Before she knew it she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass&lt;br /&gt;She saw both their lives flash before her eyes&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even have time to cry&lt;br /&gt;She was sooo scared&lt;br /&gt;She threw her hands up in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Take it from my hands&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't do this on my own&lt;br /&gt;I'ma let it go&lt;br /&gt;So give me one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To save me from this road I'm on&lt;br /&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still getting colder when she made it to the shoulder&lt;br /&gt;And the car came to a stop&lt;br /&gt;She cried when she saw that baby in the backseat sleeping like a rock&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in a long time&lt;br /&gt;She bowed her head to pray&lt;br /&gt;She said I'm sorry for the way&lt;br /&gt;I've been living my life&lt;br /&gt;I know I've got to change&lt;br /&gt;So from now on tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Take it from my hands&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't do this on my own&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;So give me one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To save me from this road I'm on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Jesus take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;So give me one more chance&lt;br /&gt;Save me from this road I'm on&lt;br /&gt;From this road I'm on&lt;br /&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Oh, take it, take it from me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, why, oh ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4334495665041505330-7633931683092312856?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-3913875483135800305</id><published>2009-01-19T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T05:49:53.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;it's okay. it's okay to want someone you can't have. it's okay to keep friendships when you don't want them, or want something more. it's okay to cry when you're hurt, and it's okay to stay mad at someone who hurt you. believe it or not, it's always going to be okay. that's just how it works. sometimes, things don't always work out the way you want them to, and a lot of the time, it seems like they never will- but that's okay. that's how life is supposed to go. it's all about learning how to deal with the bumpy parts of the road and waiting till they're smooth again. it's all about forgiving and forgetting. it's all about waiting and wishing. that's just how life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4334495665041505330-3913875483135800305?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/feeds/3913875483135800305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4334495665041505330&amp;postID=3913875483135800305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/3913875483135800305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/3913875483135800305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/2009/01/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>heartprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04238449216889544924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-5795439170764534841</id><published>2009-01-15T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T06:55:57.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collectibles and Memorabilia</title><content type='html'>Just yesterday I visited an old friend, and discovered that she's very fond of collecting random stuffs like&lt;a href="http://www.shopwiki.com/wiki/Collectibles+and+Memorabilia"&gt; toys&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.shopwiki.com/wiki/Collectibles+and+Memorabilia"&gt;Collectible Cards&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.shopwiki.com/wiki/Collectibles+and+Memorabilia"&gt;Decorative Items&lt;/a&gt; and etc. I was enjoying myself seeing those amazing cute little things. So while walking back home, I was thinking of things that I am interested into, and make a collection of it. And I also tried surfing the net and find for some collectible items. And great! I found some. Lucky me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some stuff that real interesting. And since, I'm kinda ecstatic about them, lemme share them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SW9JClO_j1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/gQBiMteCtUQ/s1600-h/New+Picture+%2810%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 54px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SW9JClO_j1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/gQBiMteCtUQ/s320/New+Picture+%2810%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291528395887185746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that? Haha! These things really caught my attention since my mom really interested in keeping different kind of &lt;a href="http://www.shopwiki.com/wiki/Coin+Collecting"&gt;coins&lt;/a&gt;. And doesn't really matter where they came from, what matter is they good to keep. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath for these awesomes &lt;a href="http://www.shopwiki.com/search/Music+Boxes"&gt;music boxes&lt;/a&gt;! Geez! I really really want one since I was a child. And seeing different kinds of music boxes now makes me want them more. Maybe If I'm going to collect a stuff, I'll probably choose music boxes as a collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SW9MtLYF-KI/AAAAAAAAAIE/QZM0qe-YqOo/s1600-h/200900011167_1_hs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SW9MtLYF-KI/AAAAAAAAAIE/QZM0qe-YqOo/s320/200900011167_1_hs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291532426215291042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"All I Ask of You"&lt;/span&gt; music box. Aww. I love the sound of this one, and it looks so elegant. I want one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SW9M3z_mLJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jI7LonR5KlA/s1600-h/51cTnjkEnFL._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SW9M3z_mLJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jI7LonR5KlA/s320/51cTnjkEnFL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291532608917089426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gold Label Musical Chairs Music box&lt;/span&gt;. I always love teddy bears. And this one is soo cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SW9NBjUUGxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/f_9gl0vZdtU/s1600-h/p137079b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SW9NBjUUGxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/f_9gl0vZdtU/s320/p137079b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291532776239274770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angels Music box&lt;/span&gt;. Woot! Gorgeous. And yes, it's on sale! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So that's 2 of the two stuff I want to collect? How bout you? Still having problem of what stuff to collect? Well, you can find a lot more here. Click &lt;a href="http://www.shopwiki.com/wiki/Collectibles+and+Memorabilia"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and you'll see the &lt;a href="http://www.shopwiki.com/wiki/Collectibles+and+Memorabilia"&gt;best buying collectible item shop online&lt;/a&gt;! Trust me! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4334495665041505330-5795439170764534841?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/feeds/5795439170764534841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4334495665041505330&amp;postID=5795439170764534841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/5795439170764534841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/5795439170764534841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/2009/01/collectibles-and-memorabilia.html' title='Collectibles and Memorabilia'/><author><name>heartprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04238449216889544924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SW9JClO_j1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/gQBiMteCtUQ/s72-c/New+Picture+%2810%29.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-5161568683236508802</id><published>2009-01-13T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:42:56.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coca-Cola Commercial.</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite Coca-Cola Commercial.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcXQimc6Fiw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcXQimc6Fiw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;whenever there's a pool there's always a flirt&lt;br /&gt;whenever there's a school there's always a homework&lt;br /&gt;whenever there's a beat there's always a drum&lt;br /&gt;whenever there's fun there's always coca-cola... yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stars will always shine&lt;br /&gt;the birds will always sing&lt;br /&gt;as long as there is thirst there's always the real thing&lt;br /&gt;Coca cola classic is always the one&lt;br /&gt;whenever there is fun there's always coca cola.. yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;Coca-cola..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4334495665041505330-5161568683236508802?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/feeds/5161568683236508802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4334495665041505330&amp;postID=5161568683236508802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/5161568683236508802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/5161568683236508802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/2009/01/coca-cola-commercial.html' title='Coca-Cola Commercial.'/><author><name>heartprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04238449216889544924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-679701369433395267</id><published>2009-01-13T01:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:27:49.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams and Aspirations.</title><content type='html'>Never let a day go by,&lt;br /&gt;Without giving something new a try.&lt;br /&gt;As creatures of habit we tend to sigh,&lt;br /&gt;And accept our lot until we die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to fulfill your secret dreams,&lt;br /&gt;And let your imagination ride moonbeams.&lt;br /&gt;Never let your hopes fade away,&lt;br /&gt;With tomorrow comes a bright new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to your greatest ambitions,&lt;br /&gt;Remember we can't all be physicians.&lt;br /&gt;Try to unlock your hidden potential,&lt;br /&gt;And find that outlet which is most influential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see the answers in the strangest ways,&lt;br /&gt;And with great relief we clear the haze,&lt;br /&gt;That all too often obscures our vision,&lt;br /&gt;Of how to complete our unknown mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smallest achievement brings its own reward,&lt;br /&gt;As then you realise you are heading toward,&lt;br /&gt;The answer to your hopes and fears,&lt;br /&gt;That were only dreams along the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) John McKay Withey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4334495665041505330-679701369433395267?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-8250007595463084904</id><published>2008-10-10T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T03:51:00.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Shopping Galore!</title><content type='html'>Since its my birthday tomorrow, I decided to buy myself things I want to have. And I'm thinking of using my own money. It's like, a birthday gift to myself. So I started to list down all the things I want to buy. And after doing that, the first thing that came to my mind was.... "How I'm going to buy all these things only with the money that I have". So I opened my computer and started to surf for online shops with low price. And It's a good thing that I found a very nice site that offers almost everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends know how I so love shopping online. I love clothes and accessories. So I'm really into online shops that offers those. So now let me share to you the products that I found that offers what a girl like me wants to have! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SO8xzNqvmiI/AAAAAAAAAHE/YUVAfZ9q9kQ/s1600-h/wikiImageSearch.jsp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SO8xzNqvmiI/AAAAAAAAAHE/YUVAfZ9q9kQ/s320/wikiImageSearch.jsp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255474046076688930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shopwiki.com/wiki/Accessories"&gt;Sunglasses&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/span&gt; *drools*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SO8yQPiQTCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/f6AaYrrzOM4/s1600-h/dg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SO8yQPiQTCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/f6AaYrrzOM4/s320/dg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255474544794160162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shopwiki.com/wiki/Accessories"&gt;Shoes&lt;/a&gt; baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even saw products that suits my mom's liking. Christmas is coming so don't you think its about time to buy these things for your grandmas and moms? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SO8yuXe3n0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/aXF0WVAgvLA/s1600-h/as.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SO8yuXe3n0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/aXF0WVAgvLA/s320/as.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255475062323519298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this &lt;a href="http://www.shopwiki.com/wiki/Kitchen+and+Dining"&gt;waffle maker&lt;/a&gt;. See, they're not just after clothes and accessories but also with kitchen and dining ware. Don't just stare and drool with waffles! Make them! And start that by buying this waffle maker sweetie. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop drooling on your keyboards! Start to surf and shop! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4334495665041505330-8250007595463084904?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/feeds/8250007595463084904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4334495665041505330&amp;postID=8250007595463084904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/8250007595463084904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/8250007595463084904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/2008/10/online-shopping-galore.html' title='Online Shopping Galore!'/><author><name>heartprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04238449216889544924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SO8xzNqvmiI/AAAAAAAAAHE/YUVAfZ9q9kQ/s72-c/wikiImageSearch.jsp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-6517821346841353704</id><published>2007-11-18T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T07:19:31.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Talk: make Your Mark!</title><content type='html'>"Remember, every single person in the world has a different thumbprint. There are no two people alike, at all, in the whole world! GOD has a reason for doing that! because each and every one of us has our unique purpose in the world.”How amazing is that?? It sounds sooo simple, but if you think about it, its true!!I remember how our philosophy professor told us, “You are everyone you meet in your life”. I so believe in that. Every single person we meet in our life is a part of us. Whether they were someone we shared our life with, they influenced us in a good way, they hurt us and made us learn a valuable lesson, they were mean and so we vowed not to be mean like them, whether the person wore something we liked, smiled and warmed our heart, made us laugh, or cry, all that, is part of us. And so how can any two people possibly be identical?Imagine. All of us have a unique contribution to the world precisely because of the unique person that we are. We may have our insecurities and shortcomings, but given that, we still have our strengths and good works that we can use to contribute to our family, circle of friends, community, country.We may not be as goodlooking, rich, educated, famous, influential as other people, but in our less goodlooking, less rich, less educated, less famous, and less influential self, we can touch people’s lives, make a difference in our own little way, and love others big time. That, no one, as in no one, can ever take away from us.So if you ever feel down.. If you ever feel like you have no purpose in the world.. If you ever feel like asking “will anybody care if i’m gone?” just remember that we are all made uniquely, and whatever effect we've had on the people we love, on the people around us, and on the world, is our effect alone that no one else can replace. We are irreplaceable.I still don’t know what exactly GOD’s purpose for me is, I’ve felt down, I’ve felt neglected.. After i had this life talk, i told myself that when the low moments hit me, i will remind myself to look at the pattern on my thumb, and take comfort in the fact that i am the only being in the world that has that mark, TO MAKE MY MARK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4334495665041505330-6517821346841353704?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/feeds/6517821346841353704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4334495665041505330&amp;postID=6517821346841353704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/6517821346841353704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/6517821346841353704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-talk-make-your-mark.html' title='Life Talk: make Your Mark!'/><author><name>heartprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04238449216889544924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4334495665041505330.post-718134030480088299</id><published>2007-07-01T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T02:08:05.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Broken Fairytale...&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/4334495665041505330-718134030480088299?l=h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/feeds/718134030480088299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4334495665041505330&amp;postID=718134030480088299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/718134030480088299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4334495665041505330/posts/default/718134030480088299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3artpr1ncess.blogspot.com/2007/07/broken-fairytale.html' title=''/><author><name>heartprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04238449216889544924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNs0P9A6yKw/SkbeLj9JWPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/glQ8T-Xb2Ko/S220/ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
