<?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-4130456</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:43:06.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>+//Mystical Heart____?</title><subtitle type='html'>A woman's heart is hard to understand, ever tried looking into my Mystical Heart?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Devina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14813562780698228527</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130456.post-87782864</id><published>2003-01-21T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T06:29:22.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That stupid fool of a friend...obviously Dan Fong...can't even register a template for her Blog...how come she's like that?! Today we painted our classroom, nice colour - Violet. Just love that colour! Someone passed me a brush [to paint wall ones] that's stuck in the hollow part of a bamboo stick and asked me to climb up a table to paint the upper walls. Then when the paint in the brush was finished, I jumped off the table to dip the brush in the paint. Then I realised that the brush was missing from the pole. Suddenly something dropped on my head! It was the paint brush!!! Ack!! My hair was dyed Violet. It was hysterical, I was dashing to the toilet like a physco. I washed my hair in the *eek* basin. Luckily...it came off. But the bad luck was that the paint also dripped onto my clothes...wonder whether they are washable...my Mum gonna kill me...Anyway, tomorrow I am going to my&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130456-87782864?l=devina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130456/posts/default/87782864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130456/posts/default/87782864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devina.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87782864' title=''/><author><name>Devina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14813562780698228527</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></feed>
