<?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-6032434</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:06:32.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>armani</title><subtitle type='html'>"Man must be trained for war, and woman for the relaxation of warriors; all else is folly." 
- Friedrich Nietsche
 
"HOGWASH." - Me
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-111984623537305668</id><published>2005-06-27T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T12:24:15.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heck i haven't blogged in ion years but so what. not like anyone checks xD. i'm only doing this cos com studs sucks.You're like me! The intelligent loner. You're shyat times but friendly, and you are never weakand always independent. You are incrediblyintelligent (wise beyond your years) and have atalent for many things (sports, music, art).You have a kind and warm personality and enjoythe simple</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/111984623537305668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/111984623537305668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111984623537305668' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-108842168707418610</id><published>2004-06-28T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T19:21:27.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow. just got my concert skirt..SUPER long. nearly died walking in it..it's really ankle length! look like some grandmama trying to be fashionable. sigh. at least it's swishy. like swish. yeah. finally got relieved of the stress. know how i did it? i pushed it to my friend. haha. typical i know..and for guitar i practically embarrassed myself in front of those dance girls..cos' everyone was like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108842168707418610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108842168707418610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108842168707418610' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-108817096444004265</id><published>2004-06-25T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T21:42:44.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey people..sorry i've been really busy and stuff..i've had so much home work to do..argh.it's bad. just bad. got so stressed on thurs i almost broke down..was crying all over the place. that was so embarrassing..but i just sort of had this weird feeling like i'm so stupid..yeah. oh well that's life. bye gals. oh and harry potter 3's nice=)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108817096444004265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108817096444004265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108817096444004265' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-108817083379754560</id><published>2004-06-25T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T21:40:33.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me withDeBBie's DisorderCause:lack of fresh airSymptoms:brittle bones, occasional earache, narcolepsyCure:don't do it againEnter your name, for your own diagnosis:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108817083379754560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108817083379754560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108817083379754560' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-108211504278180050</id><published>2004-04-16T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T19:34:41.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    GreenYou are a very calm and contemplative person. Others are drawn to your peaceful, nurturing nature.Find out your color at Quiz Me!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108211504278180050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108211504278180050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108211504278180050' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-108211483971447533</id><published>2004-04-16T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T19:31:18.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>deBBie, you're an Observer! That means you're one of the more kind-hearted people around. You are unusually intuitive, and you probably understand yourself, as well as others. That also means you're a good mediator — though you may prefer to spend more quiet time on your own than most. Because of the self-knowledge you already possess, you are better equipped than many to steer your life in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108211483971447533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108211483971447533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108211483971447533' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-108211412717797595</id><published>2004-04-16T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T19:19:26.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>discover what candy you are @ quiz me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108211412717797595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108211412717797595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108211412717797595' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-108211382557574540</id><published>2004-04-16T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T19:14:24.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Debbie wasan Independant Exterminatorin a past life.Discover your past lives @ Quiz Me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108211382557574540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108211382557574540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108211382557574540' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-108211378579551727</id><published>2004-04-16T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T19:13:44.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take the 100 Acre Personality Quiz!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108211378579551727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/108211378579551727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108211378579551727' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107727656981730871</id><published>2004-02-20T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T19:32:11.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MEMO to all students:In order to assure the highest levels of quality work and productivity from students,it will be our policy to keep all students well taught through our program of SPECIAL HIGH INTENSITY TEACHING (S.H.I.T.). We are trying to give our students more S.H.I.T. than anyone else.If you feel that u do not receive your share of  S.H.I.T. on the course, please see your lecturer.you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107727656981730871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107727656981730871'/><link 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type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107676097801454340' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107485771703805831</id><published>2004-01-23T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T19:37:20.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeeheehee..how FARNI.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107485771703805831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107485771703805831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107485771703805831' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107485770218755718</id><published>2004-01-23T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T19:37:05.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Coca-Cola was originally green. *The most common name in the world is Mohammed. *The name of all the continents end with the same letter that they start with. *The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue. *TYPEWRITER is the longest word that can be made using the letters only on one row ! of the keyboard. *Women blink nearly twice as much as men!! *You can't kill yourself by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107485770218755718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107485770218755718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107485770218755718' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107373636543817409</id><published>2004-01-10T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T20:06:23.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YAY!I LOVE RG AND EVERYTHING ELSE ABT IT!!! *oops*.heh. sowee larh but orientation camp was just SOO fun!! yippee. "one big happy family...."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107373636543817409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107373636543817409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107373636543817409' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107330260501756383</id><published>2004-01-05T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T19:37:03.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are going to marry viggo mortensen.He is veryfriendly and funny and has a lot of respect foryou and your friends. He is also very good withkids and would be an ideal father. Congrats!! Which male celebrity are you going to marry? (10 results that have pics!) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107330260501756383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107330260501756383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107330260501756383' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107330247791490546</id><published>2004-01-05T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T19:34:56.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You love Orlando,Legolas,Will,Todd,Ned,Paris.Youlove all of him!Try to tone down the love alittle though.I mean,there's a line. WhIcH oRlAnDo Is PeRfEcT fOr YoU?(w/ extremely hot pics) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107330247791490546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107330247791490546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107330247791490546' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107293275527170978</id><published>2004-01-01T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T12:52:52.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my elf name is:Lessien Falassionmy hobbit name is: Camellia Bleecker-Baggins of Fair Downs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107293275527170978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107293275527170978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107293275527170978' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107278245862661426</id><published>2003-12-30T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T19:07:56.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just tried playing this BLASTED intsrument- the flute.i hate i detest i abhor i SUCKat thebloody flute.man. just because a stupid cca i have to take up a STOOPID instrument. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107278245862661426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107278245862661426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107278245862661426' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107261651709007400</id><published>2003-12-28T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T21:02:14.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dARn. i  think i hate tuition now. there are like..boys on my left,boys at my back and front. what's this man. a male populated tuition class? argh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107261651709007400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107261651709007400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107261651709007400' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107243907511401354</id><published>2003-12-26T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T19:44:51.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SMILES FROM THE BIBLE &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Q. What kind of man was Boaz before he married? &gt; &gt; A. Ruthless. &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Q. What do they call pastors in Germany? &gt; &gt; A. German Shepherds. &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Q. Who was the greatest financier in the Bible? &gt; &gt; A. Noah. He was floating his stock while everyone else was in &gt;liquidation. &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Q. What was the greatest female financier in the Bible? &gt; &gt; A. Pharaoh's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107243907511401354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107243907511401354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107243907511401354' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107218007892693250</id><published>2003-12-23T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T19:48:14.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Asfaloth! Which LOTR Horse Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107218007892693250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107218007892693250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107218007892693250' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107217972731014892</id><published>2003-12-23T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T19:42:22.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are anEAGLEYou are the most Magestic of all winged creatures! What Winged Creature are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107217972731014892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107217972731014892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107217972731014892' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107209442289399939</id><published>2003-12-22T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T20:00:38.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RavenThe raven, from the corvus family of crows andmagpies, is the largest of all black birds...with feathers of pure black that shimmeriridescent with green and purple. The raven isoften associated with death and immortality infolklore and mythology... viewed as a prophetor messenger of doom... the raven is thebiggest song bird with over 39 distinctresonant vocalizations... it is also known </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107209442289399939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107209442289399939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107209442289399939' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107209420856811319</id><published>2003-12-22T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T19:57:04.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Parrot~You are multi-color on the outside,but dullon the inside,you spend your whole life tryingto be what others want,acting bold,I hateposersWhat Animal best relates to your soul? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107209420856811319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107209420856811319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107209420856811319' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107209411451327038</id><published>2003-12-22T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T19:55:30.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey cool you are Paige!Which charmed character are you(girlz only!) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107209411451327038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107209411451327038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107209411451327038' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107209342490994228</id><published>2003-12-22T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T19:44:00.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Congratulations! You are Shadowfax, Lord of theMearas, King of all horses. You are ridden byGandalf. Good Choice!Which Horse From Lord Of The Rings Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107209342490994228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107209342490994228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107209342490994228' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107206956778456506</id><published>2003-12-22T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T19:41:30.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YEEAAH! i finally signed up for body combat...it's SUPER cool k...i mean..it's like..I CAN FIGHT?! yeah. that's mainly it...today i got my posting results..SO SAAD..have to leave all my friends..yeah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107206956778456506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107206956778456506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107206956778456506' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107183366206187566</id><published>2003-12-19T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T19:34:36.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are naturally born with a gift, whether it bepoetry, writing or song. You love beauty andcreativity, and usually are highly intelligent.Others view you as mysterious and dreamy, yetalso bold since you hold firm in your beliefs. What Type of Soul Do You Have ? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107183366206187566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107183366206187566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107183366206187566' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107183360558588517</id><published>2003-12-19T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T19:33:39.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lil?kim: Where're all mah soul sistas Lemme hear ya'll flow sistas Mya: Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista Mya: He met Marmalade down IN old Moulin Rouge Struttin?her stuff on the street She said, 'hello, hey Jo, you wanna give it a go??Oh! uh huh Chorus: Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (Hey hey hey) Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107183360558588517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107183360558588517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107183360558588517' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107183270229320878</id><published>2003-12-19T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T19:18:36.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You should be dating a Pisces.19 February - 20 MarchYour mate is loving and caring, trusting andhospitable, and romantic.  Though he/she can beself-pitying, temperamental or dependent, thefishes are quite romantic in bed. What Zodiac Sign Are You Attracted To? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107183270229320878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107183270229320878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107183270229320878' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107140535133585397</id><published>2003-12-14T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T20:36:04.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I'm pretty damn hard core!  Fear me!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107140535133585397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107140535133585397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107140535133585397' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107140501542314318</id><published>2003-12-14T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T20:30:28.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you are yellow#FFFF00Your dominant hues are red and green, so you're definately not afraid to get in and stir things up. You have no time for most people's concerns, you'd rather analyze with your head than be held back by some random "gut feeling".Your saturation level is very high - you are all about getting things done. The world may think you work too hard but you have a lot to show for it, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107140501542314318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107140501542314318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107140501542314318' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107140422064458432</id><published>2003-12-14T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T20:17:13.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok. this is weird. i do the quiz again, with the same answers, and i get different charcaters.hm.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107140422064458432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107140422064458432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107140422064458432' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107140416565023564</id><published>2003-12-14T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T20:16:18.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Congratulations! You're Merry! Which Lord of the Rings character and personality problem are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107140416565023564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107140416565023564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107140416565023564' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107140340104022255</id><published>2003-12-14T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T20:03:34.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Congratulations! You're Aragorn! Which Lord of the Rings character and personality problem are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107140340104022255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107140340104022255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107140340104022255' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107062737720798182</id><published>2003-12-05T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T20:29:47.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The FUNNIEST and CRAZIEST f@ctS!!!!!!!!!(this is ALL TRUE!!!!! believe it or not) If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.(Hardly seems worth it.)  If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced  to create the energy of an atomic bomb. (Now that's more like it!)  The human heart creates</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107062737720798182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107062737720798182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107062737720798182' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107062692931907159</id><published>2003-12-05T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T20:22:20.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pick up lines with come backs! 1.) Male: Haven't I seen you some place before? Female: Yes, that's why I don't go there anymore. 2.)Male: Is this seat empty? Female: Yes, and mine will be if you sit down. 3.)Male: Your place or mine? Female: Both. You go to yours and I'll go mine. 4.)Male: So, what do you do for a living. Female: I'm a female impersonator. 5.)Male: Hey baby, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107062692931907159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107062692931907159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107062692931907159' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107062634153770943</id><published>2003-12-05T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T20:12:32.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ROMANCE MATHEMATICSSmart man + smart woman = romanceSmart man + dumb woman = affairDumb man + smart woman = marriageDumb man + dumb woman = pregnancyOFFICE ARITHMETICSmart boss + smart employee = profitSmart boss + dumb employee = productionDumb boss + smart employee = promotionDumb boss + dumb employee = overtimeSHOPPING MATHA man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.A woman</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107062634153770943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107062634153770943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107062634153770943' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107045126209505202</id><published>2003-12-03T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T19:34:32.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah...my sis downloaded the harry potter font...SO cool man...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107045126209505202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107045126209505202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107045126209505202' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107045123206215917</id><published>2003-12-03T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T19:34:02.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have You EverSometimes it's wrong to walk awayThough you think it's overKnowing there's so much more to saySuddenly the moment's goneAnd all your dreams are upside downAnd you just want to change the way the world goes roundTell meHave you ever loved and lost somebodyWished there was a chance to say I'm sorryCan't you seeThat's the way I feel about you and meHave you ever felt your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107045123206215917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107045123206215917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107045123206215917' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107044963129380290</id><published>2003-12-03T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T19:07:21.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just watched moulin rouge yesterday...it's like..so sad it ended..it's a really good show lorh...somethin' like chicago.but i felt chicago's sortof nicer..i mean, i'm really into dance, more than songs you know..evan macgreggor(?)'s cute man...yeah yeah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107044963129380290'/><link 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Find out!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107043023254470766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107043023254470766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107043023254470766' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107042964355202545</id><published>2003-12-03T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T19:19:59.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107042964355202545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107042964355202545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107042964355202545' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107036656649040911</id><published>2003-12-02T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T20:02:56.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Pirates of the Carribean character are you? Find out @ RelentlessDivas.Net!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107036656649040911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107036656649040911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107036656649040911' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107036565085714325</id><published>2003-12-02T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T19:47:40.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107036565085714325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107036565085714325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107036565085714325' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107019510495077650</id><published>2003-11-30T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T20:25:14.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These are the days of Elijah Declaring the word of the Lord And these are the days of Your servant Moses Righteousness being restored And though these are days of great trials Of famine and darkness and sword Still we are the voice in the desert crying “Prepare ye the way of the Lord” CHORUS: Behold he comes riding on the clouds Shining like the sun at the trumpet call So lift your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107019510495077650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107019510495077650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107019510495077650' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107019500749144252</id><published>2003-11-30T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T20:23:37.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>D    A      BmPurify my heart             Em7      Asus  A  Asus Alet me be as gold and precious silverD    A      BmPurify my heart,             Em7   D    Alet me be as gold, pure goldCHORUS:D   G     ARefiner's fireD          G     AMy heart's one desire      D  Ais to be holyD      G      Asus Aset apart for You Lord.            D  AI choose to be holyD      G        D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107019500749144252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107019500749144252'/><link 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title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107002409352986656</id><published>2003-11-28T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T20:55:02.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Simple Plan-- PerfectHey dad look at me Think back and talk to me Did I grow up according to plan? Do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do? but it hurts when you disapprove all along And now I try hard to make it I just want to make you proud I'm never gonna be good enough for you I can't pretend that I'm alright And you can't change me Cuz we lost it all Nothing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002363316851530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002363316851530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107002363316851530' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107002325611518305</id><published>2003-11-28T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T20:41:04.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your prom date is Orlando Bloom!The quintessential nice guy, you've been togetherfor four whole years, he's Class President,will be Valedictorian, and he's the only son ofhis rich as sin parents.Your best friend is the princess of the popularcrowd, you're queen of course.He however, seems to blend with everyone!Sigh, Fairy Tales happen! Who's Your Celebrity Prom Date?  brought to you by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002325611518305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002325611518305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107002325611518305' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107002307179364552</id><published>2003-11-28T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T20:38:00.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you are a thoughtful fairy. you listen to yourfriends problems and you make sure everyonearound you is satisfied. you write in yourdiary and listen to music just to get away fromit all. you are beautiful inside and outside. (has pretty pictures) what kind of fairy are you? (for gurls) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002307179364552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002307179364552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107002307179364552' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107002298679148765</id><published>2003-11-28T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T20:36:35.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TRUE BITCHYou have great balance and know when it is a goodtime to bitch and when not to. You get therespect you deserve and you know it! You don'tover-do the bitchyness. Go you! (results contain pictures) What type of bitch are you?  brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002298679148765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002298679148765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107002298679148765' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107002287056437363</id><published>2003-11-28T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T20:34:39.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>love's decay - lacklustreit seems like a perfect daywhere all but you, could go my waybut i don't mind.i don't mind'cuz you're never mine.you're off again,stolen away.who's to blame?you really got me going.you're off againand you said,"it's better this way."you really got me going.now i'm left with your golden raysand clouded memories of love's decaybut i don't mind.i don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002287056437363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002287056437363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107002287056437363' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107002232453928470</id><published>2003-11-28T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T20:25:33.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002232453928470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002232453928470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107002232453928470' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-107002218433357979</id><published>2003-11-28T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T20:24:31.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002218433357979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/107002218433357979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107002218433357979' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106976353060958595</id><published>2003-11-25T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T20:32:18.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE SORTING HAT SONGBook 1'Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,But don't judge on what you see, I'll eat myself if you can findA smarter hat than me.You can keep your bowlers black,Your top hats sleek and tall,For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting HatAnd I can top them all.There's nothing hidden in your headThe Sorting Hat can't see,So try me on and I will tell youWhere you ought to be.You </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106976353060958595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106976353060958595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106976353060958595' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106976291797450103</id><published>2003-11-25T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T20:22:28.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YOU ARE DRACO MALFOY! YOU ARE A VERY POPULAR, MEAN,AND EVIL PERSON. YOU THINK MANY WAYS TO JINXINNOCENT PEOPLE. YOU ARE VERY JEALOUS OF HARRYPOTTER, BUT I BELIEVE YOU WOULD CHANGE YOURPERSONALITIES AND BECOME A FRIEND TO EVERYONE.KEEP ON TRYING! !NEW! Which Harry Potter character would u most be like?? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106976291797450103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106976291797450103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106976291797450103' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106976290152986226</id><published>2003-11-25T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T20:21:49.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha. i FINALLY got draco malfoy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106976290152986226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106976290152986226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106976290152986226' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106976278501925495</id><published>2003-11-25T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T20:19:53.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just came back from kota tinggi. so many six- legged inhabitants man...icky poo.but the monkeys were cute. AND the waterfall was fAnTaStIc. yeah. and we were having this "movie marathon" in the chalet. cos' there was a WonDerFul vcd/cd/mp3 player! YEAH.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106976278501925495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106976278501925495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106976278501925495' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106976259319928097</id><published>2003-11-25T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T20:16:41.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah. i'm proud to be. bleh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106976259319928097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106976259319928097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106976259319928097' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-10697623231180355</id><published>2003-11-25T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T20:12:11.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Disney movie! What the HELL are you doing takingthis quiz, Goldilocks?! You're not a verysexual person...in fact, you're probably avirgin. You'd be better off trying your hand atvoice-overs for a Saturday morning cartoon. What kind of porno would you star in? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/10697623231180355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/10697623231180355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#10697623231180355' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106976209172931809</id><published>2003-11-25T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T20:08:20.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> There was a professor of philosophy who was a deeply committed atheist.  His primary goal for one required class was to spend the entire semester  attempting to prove that God couldn't exist. His students were always afraid  to argue with him because of his impeccable logic.  For twenty years he had taught this class,  and no one ever had the courage to go against him. Sure, some had argued</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106976209172931809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106976209172931809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106976209172931809' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949788381087424</id><published>2003-11-22T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T19:59:03.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>meaningful sayings1. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.   2. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.   3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. 4. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949788381087424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949788381087424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949788381087424' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949781047927134</id><published>2003-11-22T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T18:43:37.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Someone,some where...Dreams of your smileAnd while thinking of youThinks that life is worthwhile.So whenever you're lonely,remember it's trueSomeone,Somewhere...Is thinking of you...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949781047927134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949781047927134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949781047927134' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949758969369661</id><published>2003-11-22T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T18:39:56.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> THE FIRST TIMEThe sky was dark  The moon was high  All alone  Just her and I  Her hair so soft  Her eyes so blue  I knew just what  She wanted to do  Her skin so soft  Her legs so fine  I ran my fingers  Down her spine  I didn't know how  But I tried my best  To place my hand  On her breasts  I remember my fear  My fast beating heart  But slowly she spread  Her legs apart  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949758969369661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949758969369661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949758969369661' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949741243772367</id><published>2003-11-22T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T18:37:24.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EAST TO THE SEA, WEST TO THE LAND, DEATH TO THE B****(i didn't write this...)THAT TOUCHES MY MAN.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949741243772367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949741243772367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949741243772367' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949725473749851</id><published>2003-11-22T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T18:34:21.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> WELL here's a few reasons why guys like girls...     1. They will always smell good even if its just shampoo        2. The way their heads always find the right spot on our shoulder        3. How cute they look when they sleep        4. the ease in which they fit into our arms        5. the way they kiss you and all of a sudden everything is right in the world        6. How cute they are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949725473749851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949725473749851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949725473749851' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949554306110442</id><published>2003-11-22T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T18:06:00.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RAINDROPS KEEP FALLING ON MY HEADRaindrops keep fallin' on my headAnd just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bedNothin' seems to fitThose raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'So I just did me some talkin' to the sunAnd I said I didn't like the way he got things doneSleepin' on the jobThose raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'But there's one thing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949554306110442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949554306110442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949554306110442' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949538162012156</id><published>2003-11-22T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T18:03:09.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>great. i get my psle results and i'm not particularly happy. sigh. not SATISFIED. wa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949538162012156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949538162012156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949538162012156' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949532573522470</id><published>2003-11-22T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T18:02:13.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Which Charlie's Angels Character Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949532573522470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949532573522470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949532573522470' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949524073069262</id><published>2003-11-22T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T18:00:48.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Inner Eye color is special! What's your Inner Eye color ? (new pics ^^v) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949524073069262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949524073069262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949524073069262' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949506993888963</id><published>2003-11-22T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T17:57:56.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Sweet Dreams" (by Eurythmics)Sweet dreams are made of thisWho am I to disagree?Travel the world and the seven seasEverybody's looking for somethingSome of them want to use youSome of them want to get used by youSome of them want to abuse youSome of them want to be abused Which 80's Song Fits You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949506993888963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949506993888963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949506993888963' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949452259035611</id><published>2003-11-22T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T17:48:49.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goddess of Wind, calm and cool and under control.You don't like getting personal with too manypeople. What element would you rein over? (For Girls) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949452259035611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949452259035611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949452259035611' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949377467290452</id><published>2003-11-22T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T17:36:21.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're Most Like The Season Summer ...Whoa.... Passionate eh ?? Typically you're a fiery,zesty dominant person. As the hottest season,you certainly ooze Sex appeal. You haveconfidence which draws people to you, and youhave the makings of a good leader.However sometimes your exterior is stronger thenyou are and so you scare people off before theycan get close.Well done... You're the most </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949377467290452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949377467290452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949377467290452' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106949347179936270</id><published>2003-11-22T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T17:31:19.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wo bu fu qi becos' wo mei you beat clarissa poh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949347179936270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106949347179936270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949347179936270' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106941220713207625</id><published>2003-11-21T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T18:56:53.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hand holding - you like to be in constant physicalcontact with your special someone but you don'twant to take things too quickly. What Sign of Affection Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106941220713207625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106941220713207625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106941220713207625' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106941198216789124</id><published>2003-11-21T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T18:53:08.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'll continue another time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106941198216789124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106941198216789124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106941198216789124' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106941196299279507</id><published>2003-11-21T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T18:52:49.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TOP 10 THINGS I HAVE AGAINST MY SISTER'S GUYFRIENDS:candidate no.1: DANIEL KONG1. he's a sissy2. he whines and pouts!seriously.3. how smart is he? not very. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106941196299279507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106941196299279507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106941196299279507' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106941089251810465</id><published>2003-11-21T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T18:49:50.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>="You are From Autumn To Ashes - The Fiction We Live"&gt;You are From Autumn To Ashes - The Fiction We Live10. The Fiction We LiveYou might be just what I needNo I would not change a thingBeen dreaming of this so longBut we only exist in this songThe thing is, I'm not worth the sorrowAnd if you come and meet me tomorrowI will hold you down, fold you inDeep, deep, deep in the fiction we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106941089251810465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106941089251810465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106941089251810465' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106932817719358334</id><published>2003-11-20T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T19:36:23.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lady Macbeth Which woman of Shakespeare are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106932817719358334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106932817719358334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106932817719358334' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106932812818637871</id><published>2003-11-20T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T19:35:34.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everybody's Your LyricsPerfect by natureIcons of self-indulgenceJust what we all needMore lies about our world thatNever was and never will beHave you no shame ? Don't you see me ?You know you've got everybody fooledLook here, she comes nowBow down and stare in wonder !Oh how we love you !Too bad we didn't know sheNever was and never will beYou don't know how you've betrayed me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106932812818637871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106932812818637871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106932812818637871' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106932801475240108</id><published>2003-11-20T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T19:33:41.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> &lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;???What Kind Of Angel R You???&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;( Anime Pics ) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106932801475240108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106932801475240108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106932801475240108' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106932788396649168</id><published>2003-11-20T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T19:31:30.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On Monday, He gave me the gift of love. On Tuesday, He gave me peace from above.On Wednesday, He told me to have more faith.On Thursday, He gave me a little more grace.On Friday, He told me what to pray.On Saturday, He told me what to say.On Sunday, He gave me the power to let my little light shine.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106932788396649168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106932788396649168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106932788396649168' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106932777332515653</id><published>2003-11-20T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T19:29:40.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"You must remember this, a kiss is still akiss". Your romance is Casablanca. Aclassic story of love in trying times, chockfull of both cynicism and hope. You obviouslybelieve in true love, but you're alsoconstantly aware of practicality and societalexpectations. That's not always fun, but atleast it's realistic. Try not to let the Nazisget you down too much. What Romance Movie Best Represents </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106932777332515653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106932777332515653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106932777332515653' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106932740711529967</id><published>2003-11-20T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T19:23:34.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We'll sing in the sunshine We'll laugh every da-a-y We'll sing in the sunshine Then I'll be on my way I will never love you The cost of love's too dear But though I'll never love you I'll stay with you one year And we can sing in the sunshine We'll laugh every da-a-y We'll sing in the sunshine Then I'll be on my way I'll sing to you each mornin' I'll kiss you every night But </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106932740711529967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106932740711529967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106932740711529967' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106924352481535743</id><published>2003-11-19T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T20:05:31.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your pirate name is:Calico Ethel KiddOften indecisive, you can't even choose a favorite color. You're apt to follow wherever the wind blows you, just like Calico Jack Rackham, your namesake. Even though you're not always the traditional swaggering gallant, your steadiness and planning make you a fine, reliable pirate. Arr! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106924352481535743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106924352481535743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106924352481535743' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106924318232365823</id><published>2003-11-19T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T19:59:49.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah i just found out that my personality is a combination of:Aragorn, Gollum and Grima. yeah. sigh. is that good? i wonder.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106924318232365823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106924318232365823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106924318232365823' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106924302041729897</id><published>2003-11-19T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T19:57:07.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear debbie goh, If you were a Hobbit, your name would be                       Lillyra Pitcher  and if you were a (female) Man, your name would be       Adondra  and if you were an Elf, your name would be                      Tinewen  and if you were a Dwarf, your name would be                   Ysylla  and if you were an Orc, your name would be                     Pogor  Your nearest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106924302041729897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106924302041729897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106924302041729897' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106924269968235019</id><published>2003-11-19T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T19:51:46.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YOU ARE A WARRIOR ELF!You're known as an elf who's not afraid to go to battle - you always have your bow beautifully polished and ready for action! Although you're the bravest elf out there, you tend to neglect your social life in favour of battle quests, so it might pay to find another hobby or two.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106924269968235019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106924269968235019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106924269968235019' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106924158643820049</id><published>2003-11-19T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T19:33:13.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take my Quiz on QuizYourFriends.com!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106924158643820049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106924158643820049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106924158643820049' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106906893003243187</id><published>2003-11-17T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T19:35:36.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Numb"I'm tired of being what you want me to beFeeling so faithless lost under the surfaceDon't know what you're expecting of mePut under the pressure of walking in your shoes(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)Every step that I take is another mistake to you(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)I've become so numb I can't feel you thereI've become so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106906893003243187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106906893003243187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106906893003243187' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106906880354409492</id><published>2003-11-17T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T19:33:29.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>||women have been brought forth to tempt men, to lead them from the pathof righteousness , to torment and destroy them. The world is an evil place, and women are the cause of that evil, an instrument of the devil sent to destroy the flower of goodness in man. The only hope for salvation is chastity , humility and silence.||</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106906880354409492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106906880354409492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106906880354409492' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106906671655060702</id><published>2003-11-17T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T18:58:42.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--50 61.29 53.33 60--&gt;     ESFJ - "Seller". Most sociable of all types. Nurturer of harmony. Outstanding host or hostesses. 12.3% of total population.     Take Free Myers-Briggs Personality Test </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106906671655060702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106906671655060702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106906671655060702' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106906639905041270</id><published>2003-11-17T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T18:53:24.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     Personality Disorder Test Results    Paranoid |||||||||||||||| 70%    Schizoid |||||| 30%    Schizotypal |||||| 30%    Antisocial |||||||||||||| 58%    Borderline |||||||||||| 46%    Histrionic |||||||||||||||| 66%    Narcissistic |||||||||||||||| 70%    Avoidant |||||||||| 38%    Dependent |||||||||||| 50%     Obsessive-Compulsive  |||||||||||||||| 66%        Take Free Personality Disorder </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106906639905041270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106906639905041270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106906639905041270' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106906602549040071</id><published>2003-11-17T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T18:47:11.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A GARAGE-GURL. Youre into loud music, hot guys andwild fashions. Youre most at ease when youvegot all your mates around you and you like toparty. Boys are a game and youre always on theball because you make sure youre always numberone.Your virtues: Confidence, fun nature, sociability.Your flaws: Loudness, jealous tendency, need forattention. What kind of girl are you? brought to you by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106906602549040071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106906602549040071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106906602549040071' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106906568928099809</id><published>2003-11-17T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T18:41:35.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your: Mysterious eyes. All in the title. Yourindependant secretive and myseterious. Youappear cold and distant, but hey, at leats noone messes with you. What type of eyes do you have? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106906568928099809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106906568928099809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106906568928099809' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106898471105720094</id><published>2003-11-16T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T20:11:53.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah baby.i am SO bored.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106898471105720094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106898471105720094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106898471105720094' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032434.post-106878808279921773</id><published>2003-11-14T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T13:34:47.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are The DictatorYou are a crafty, conniving, vicious bully whowouldn't hesitate too close down an orphanageto build your own company.  You are unemotionaland nasty, but at the same time confident inyour own abilities and goals. I bet you evenstuck a frog in the microwave when you werelittle didnt you?  You dont believe in love,compassion, feelings, or even helping otherpeople out.   You </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106878808279921773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032434/posts/default/106878808279921773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredrose.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106878808279921773' title=''/><author><name>debb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpxfXezc5bs/S4u92UR49cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MMzRE18Um0o/S220/tea+heart.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
