<?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-3340265041824390795</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:12:34.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caryatid Chalice</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vevina Uriel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06134449491868064784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI_6CAZYjxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MUvM_zoUtiY/S220/23072008460.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340265041824390795.post-1895609085276518349</id><published>2009-11-24T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:57:54.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HARI GRADUASI TINGKATAN 6 ATAS 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:425px;text-align:left" id="__ss_2573093"&gt;&lt;a style="font:14px Helvetica,Arial,Sans-serif;display:block;margin:12px 0 3px 0;text-decoration:underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/rine77/hari-graduasi-tingkatan-enam-2573093" title="Hari Graduasi Tingkatan Enam"&gt;Hari Graduasi Tingkatan Enam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object style="margin:0px" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=harigraduasitingkatanenam-091124054701-phpapp02&amp;amp;stripped_title=hari-graduasi-tingkatan-enam-2573093"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=harigraduasitingkatanenam-091124054701-phpapp02&amp;amp;stripped_title=hari-graduasi-tingkatan-enam-2573093" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:11px;font-family:tahoma,arial;height:26px;padding-top:2px;"&gt;View more &lt;a style="text-decoration:underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/"&gt;presentations&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a style="text-decoration:underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/rine77"&gt;catherine nora&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340265041824390795-1895609085276518349?l=caryatidchalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/feeds/1895609085276518349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3340265041824390795&amp;postID=1895609085276518349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/1895609085276518349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/1895609085276518349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/2009/11/hari-graduasi-tingkatan-6-atas-2009.html' title='HARI GRADUASI TINGKATAN 6 ATAS 2009'/><author><name>Vevina Uriel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06134449491868064784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI_6CAZYjxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MUvM_zoUtiY/S220/23072008460.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340265041824390795.post-2361873878909385246</id><published>2009-05-25T08:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T11:16:28.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I KNOW I MUST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i must be strong&lt;br /&gt;I know i must be tough&lt;br /&gt;Coz i know that you dont love me the way&lt;br /&gt;You used to be before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is just&lt;br /&gt;Another broken dream&lt;br /&gt;I may not have you in my arms again&lt;br /&gt;Baby i know i must&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby tonight is gonna be the night&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Baby its all because of you i know now&lt;br /&gt;That love is so blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i must be strong&lt;br /&gt;I know i must be tough&lt;br /&gt;Baby i know that you just&lt;br /&gt;Don't love me the way you used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz Baby tonight is gonna be the night&lt;br /&gt;We gonna remember for the rest of our life&lt;br /&gt;I'll not bother anymore or your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby tonight...&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And its all because of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to move on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**(incomplete version, will upload again sometimes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340265041824390795-2361873878909385246?l=caryatidchalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/feeds/2361873878909385246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3340265041824390795&amp;postID=2361873878909385246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/2361873878909385246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/2361873878909385246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-know-i-must.html' title='I KNOW I MUST'/><author><name>Vevina Uriel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06134449491868064784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI_6CAZYjxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MUvM_zoUtiY/S220/23072008460.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340265041824390795.post-7241996560598412971</id><published>2009-05-25T08:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T11:53:09.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem for sister Zuraidah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/ShnmrzJs9YI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ETIMHRSO7BU/s1600-h/28042009541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/ShnmrzJs9YI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ETIMHRSO7BU/s320/28042009541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339552473364100482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES IT FEEL TO WAKE UP IN THE MORNING&lt;br /&gt;BUT DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES IT FEEL TO LEAVE BEHIND EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;YOU ONCE KNEW, BUT NOW ITS GONE&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES IT FEEL, KNOWING THAT TOMORROW IS ANOTHER NEW DAY&lt;br /&gt;HAVING TO ADAPT TO CHANGES&lt;br /&gt;THAT LEADS INTO UNCERTAINTIES AND MILLION OPPORTUNITIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YET YOU ARE STRONG, BOLD AND COURAGEOUS&lt;br /&gt;TAKE FULL CONTROL OF THIS SHIP OF NEW HOPE&lt;br /&gt;IN FINDING INNER PEACE AND SATISFACTION&lt;br /&gt;WHO HAVE SUCCUMB TO MANY DIFFICULTIES&lt;br /&gt;THEN SHAPING YOU INTO A NOBLE LADY&lt;br /&gt;A FIGURE OF A ROLE MODEL&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN WITH HIGH DIGNITY&lt;br /&gt;WHO WE PROUD OF AND RESPECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE MANY NOT KNOW WHAT FUTURE HOLD FOR US&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAY BE OR COULD BE….&lt;br /&gt;BUT WITH ALL OUR HEART WE WISHES YOU GOOD LUCK&lt;br /&gt;SURELY WE WILL MISS YOU&lt;br /&gt;KAK ZU FOR ALL THESE YEARS OF YOUR SACRIFICES.&lt;br /&gt;WE APPRECIATE IT.&lt;br /&gt;TQ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340265041824390795-7241996560598412971?l=caryatidchalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/feeds/7241996560598412971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3340265041824390795&amp;postID=7241996560598412971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/7241996560598412971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/7241996560598412971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/2009/05/poem-for-sister-zuraidah.html' title='Poem for sister Zuraidah'/><author><name>Vevina Uriel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06134449491868064784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI_6CAZYjxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MUvM_zoUtiY/S220/23072008460.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/ShnmrzJs9YI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ETIMHRSO7BU/s72-c/28042009541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340265041824390795.post-1992455053254156372</id><published>2009-05-03T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:15:09.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HE DOESN’T REMEMBER ME TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the best part has passes us&lt;br /&gt;Which we wasted for not knowing when its’ actually gone…&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the Lust just ended&lt;br /&gt;After the session of laughter and joy that now seems bleak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night after night….&lt;br /&gt;You and I are distance away from phone calls nor meeting up face to face&lt;br /&gt;Unlike those times where we used to spend chatting endlessly regardless&lt;br /&gt; At time we misses each other so much and can’t bear to spend a day away&lt;br /&gt;Those time now has passes us too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight after last night’s fight on phone…&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of unwanted once again knocked at the door&lt;br /&gt;Feeling cold and numb… anticipating of simple messages or short phone call…&lt;br /&gt;Yet, time slipped through and nothing happened, tonight&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t seems to remember me tonight at all&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t remember me tonight&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he doesn’t remember me &lt;br /&gt;Or refused to remember me tonight&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps… tonight is the beginning of another night like this &lt;br /&gt;Until I understand eventually how its will ended&lt;br /&gt;That he will never call me like the night before tonight…&lt;br /&gt;Everything now has vanished into thin air…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340265041824390795-1992455053254156372?l=caryatidchalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/feeds/1992455053254156372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3340265041824390795&amp;postID=1992455053254156372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/1992455053254156372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/1992455053254156372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-doesnt-remember-me-tonight-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>Vevina Uriel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06134449491868064784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI_6CAZYjxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MUvM_zoUtiY/S220/23072008460.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340265041824390795.post-3259075222742351302</id><published>2008-09-08T09:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:29:31.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT YOU NOR HIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You…. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SMR_GlI5KnI/AAAAAAAAADw/T7hn5csnAlM/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243455617191455346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="120" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SMR_GlI5KnI/AAAAAAAAADw/T7hn5csnAlM/s320/DSC00047.JPG" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the first who touch my heart and hold its&lt;br /&gt;But keeping it too long through the test of time….&lt;br /&gt;Has finally taking its toll&lt;br /&gt;Never that I whisper the words of hatred because I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him…..&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly appear in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilling all my desire but….&lt;br /&gt;The thought of him would change make me sigh&lt;br /&gt;Argh… what a fool would thoughts he would change for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You…&lt;br /&gt;Should have known better&lt;br /&gt;Taking that chance and opportunity but…&lt;br /&gt;Why letting it go and slips through your hands&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don’t even know where to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him…&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you has taught me of myself&lt;br /&gt;However, I must let go of your hand somehow&lt;br /&gt;Because I can never complete you in mine&lt;br /&gt;Two individual with different passionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You….&lt;br /&gt;Never easy to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;After such time passes us by&lt;br /&gt;Yet it you who force me to walk away&lt;br /&gt;Yes… I’ll miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Yes....i still love you!&lt;br /&gt;But I think you are a fool…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him…&lt;br /&gt;I’ll walk away in the midst of dust…&lt;br /&gt;When you never even aware or too blind to see&lt;br /&gt;How I’ve change for you&lt;br /&gt;Yes… I started to love you too&lt;br /&gt;Dame!!!… merely words for you&lt;br /&gt;Without any meaning at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You…&lt;br /&gt;Too busy to realize that I am here for you&lt;br /&gt;Yet, caught up in messy trouble of your own&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help you, I wish I could but I’m helpless too&lt;br /&gt;I’m drowned yet you never catch me either…&lt;br /&gt;Good guy wouldn’t let women waiting too long darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him…&lt;br /&gt;Notice me as only physical&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring my heart almost completely…&lt;br /&gt;But there’s sincerity in your words, I trust you!&lt;br /&gt;Honesty and loyalty, you couldn’t comply that&lt;br /&gt;Good guy wouldn’t let women cry honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silently, my tears falling like rains…&lt;br /&gt;Saying Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Saying Nothing&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it all inside, no one will ever know&lt;br /&gt;Who I wish for more…&lt;br /&gt;As has it all too late for me?&lt;br /&gt;You make my heart melt each time…&lt;br /&gt;Him make me a better person inside…&lt;br /&gt;I’ll walk away now… with a deep sigh, with a silent cry…&lt;br /&gt;Two guys who think they are good guys&lt;br /&gt;Leaving this heart broken apart&lt;br /&gt;Yet, where do I stood for now?&lt;br /&gt;I promise I’ll go quietly as my heart couldn’t handle it anymore&lt;br /&gt;Better it end at this crossroad&lt;br /&gt;Two men I love them both&lt;br /&gt;The one who hold my heart and…&lt;br /&gt;The one who hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Make it real or take it all away&lt;br /&gt;If not you or him is going to stay, because…its&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not you nor him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SMR_qdePcQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8J41UEkAVaE/s1600-h/RIMG0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243456233608802562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="177" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SMR_qdePcQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8J41UEkAVaE/s320/RIMG0386.JPG" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(quote a bit from THE CORSS –DON’T SAY YOU LOVE ME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340265041824390795-3259075222742351302?l=caryatidchalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/feeds/3259075222742351302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3340265041824390795&amp;postID=3259075222742351302' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/3259075222742351302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/3259075222742351302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-you-nor-him.html' title='NOT YOU NOR HIM'/><author><name>Vevina Uriel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06134449491868064784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI_6CAZYjxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MUvM_zoUtiY/S220/23072008460.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SMR_GlI5KnI/AAAAAAAAADw/T7hn5csnAlM/s72-c/DSC00047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340265041824390795.post-2311930671825202881</id><published>2008-09-07T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:49:26.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY COLOURS</title><content type='html'>GOLDINUNIVERSE        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;     See yourself as others see you...You have always been on the move seeking affectionate, satisfying and harmoniousrelationships. Your ultimate goal has been the realisation of an intimate union in which therecould be love, self-sacrifice and mutual trust. It has often been said that 'True love is justaround the corner' and - if you haven't found it as yet - you possibly soon will.You are inclined to be too trusting and you feel that you need to be on your guard againstthe possibility that your endeavours and actions may be misunderstood. Too often you havebeen taken advantage of and you have been mentally abused. Now you are seeking arelationship which can provide peace of mind, where you can be yourself and not have theneed to put on a false front.You are an emotional, sincere and impressionable individual experiencing frustration andunnecessary stress. You are carried away by other people's enthusiasm and looking for thatidealised relationship, be it in a business or personal situation, which you are able to sharewith a mutual depth of understanding. You have lowered your defences in the past and youhave been hurt, so you are now extremely wary of being exploited. You are still ready totrust people on the condition that they are prepared to offer you proof of their sincerity.You wear your heart on your sleeve and since you are an emotional person you are apt togive your all - heart and soul - to all those that show you a little affection; but take care - itwould appear that you have been extremely hurt in the past and you keep leaving yourselfwide open for punishment.You are trying to improve your position and prestige - be it in your life or in your workplace.Things are, at this time, OK - but they could be better. You feel that it is essential that youbreak down any opposition that could possibly lurk in the shadows. You know that you arequite capable of achieving this set goal because you have to and because it is essential toyour self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you believe this stuff? check it out...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340265041824390795-2311930671825202881?l=caryatidchalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/feeds/2311930671825202881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3340265041824390795&amp;postID=2311930671825202881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/2311930671825202881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/2311930671825202881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-colours.html' title='MY COLOURS'/><author><name>Vevina Uriel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06134449491868064784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI_6CAZYjxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MUvM_zoUtiY/S220/23072008460.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340265041824390795.post-3100696962496761895</id><published>2008-08-03T03:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T04:16:15.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE DESERTED ME</title><content type='html'>Maybe …..what choices do we have&lt;br /&gt;Fallen in love then fallen apart again and again&lt;br /&gt;Maybe …. What can we do?&lt;br /&gt;You’ve broken this innocence heart&lt;br /&gt;To choose in between TWO HEART…&lt;br /&gt;One must endure the suffering&lt;br /&gt;While the other one leads to happiness!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever choices we made&lt;br /&gt;That will alter our future ahead&lt;br /&gt;I know better now&lt;br /&gt;That love once so strong between us&lt;br /&gt;Love has deserted me&lt;br /&gt;I’m stuck in this vacuum of love&lt;br /&gt;Feeling regret and sorry for myself&lt;br /&gt;Because you have flame up my fire&lt;br /&gt;Yet now, you’re the one that has to lid it off&lt;br /&gt;What the meaning of this?&lt;br /&gt;To feel love and touching it….&lt;br /&gt;In the end&lt;br /&gt;Love deserted me eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONELINESS KILLED HIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I seem to care what used to be or not?&lt;br /&gt;Do I seem to lose control of what I wanted to become and oevcome?&lt;br /&gt;Do I seem to realize what I’ve lost and gain?&lt;br /&gt;Do I seem to look at life as pretty and beautiful as I seen it when I was a child?&lt;br /&gt;Then why it looks different now?&lt;br /&gt;Can this heart change as time passes us by,&lt;br /&gt;Like wind blowing never came back&lt;br /&gt;Can i forsake this love and cast it away forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you as much as this true….&lt;br /&gt;Once remained this heart so pure and beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Once i have you but you make me a fool&lt;br /&gt;Silent keep a gap so huge&lt;br /&gt;Love destroyed me, ripped my heart apart inside&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness killed a person in me&lt;br /&gt;Or what that used to be of me&lt;br /&gt;And now, look at what has become of me…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I seem to care bout anything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340265041824390795-3100696962496761895?l=caryatidchalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/feeds/3100696962496761895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3340265041824390795&amp;postID=3100696962496761895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/3100696962496761895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/3100696962496761895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-deserted-me.html' title='LOVE DESERTED ME'/><author><name>Vevina Uriel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06134449491868064784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI_6CAZYjxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MUvM_zoUtiY/S220/23072008460.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340265041824390795.post-6784482572852517695</id><published>2008-07-30T13:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:43:30.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SJAGsG5GlBI/AAAAAAAAABY/2dIqHh5cxwM/s1600-h/09.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228686522211275794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SJAGsG5GlBI/AAAAAAAAABY/2dIqHh5cxwM/s320/09.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hardest thing in life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is to let go and grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learning to be free and wise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting it all go before old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminises the past for a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must remember its all over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even you make mistake of being wild&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgive yourself and turn over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consiousness awaken me to be sober&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stand firm on your feet and be braver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont give up nor fallen apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find peace and tranquility forever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340265041824390795-6784482572852517695?l=caryatidchalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/feeds/6784482572852517695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3340265041824390795&amp;postID=6784482572852517695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/6784482572852517695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/6784482572852517695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/2008/07/hard.html' title='Hard'/><author><name>Vevina Uriel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06134449491868064784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI_6CAZYjxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MUvM_zoUtiY/S220/23072008460.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SJAGsG5GlBI/AAAAAAAAABY/2dIqHh5cxwM/s72-c/09.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340265041824390795.post-2944943567808631688</id><published>2008-07-29T14:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:43:30.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping The Romance Alive(Chapter 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI7FRFcY0II/AAAAAAAAAA4/sRtSofXq64Q/s1600-h/J0283217.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI7FRFcY0II/AAAAAAAAAA4/sRtSofXq64Q/s320/J0283217.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228333114733416578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI7E43DvhQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tqR--9LNm9U/s1600-h/J0236214.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI7E43DvhQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tqR--9LNm9U/s320/J0236214.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228332698555090178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm tired chasing you like a wild goose, go around circling the bushes yet getting nothing in the end, A  ..... I dunno what else to do nor to think anymore?! i really am confuse and lost here, whats' wrong with you lately? why i'm not getting the right respond from you? or maybe you grow fed up with me? Tell me now, or i am leaving." Vevina said in sad tone. Darling A just look shocked and quickly replied her by looking directly at her eyes with fierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you talking about? You are acting weird lately....i call you and even sent you some messages sometimes, don't you get it? Am i not showing you that i care bout you? Please Don't assumed i'll know what's in your mind if you didn't tell  me what bordering you, Vic?" Darling A justifying and stand firm with his point. "I have no time to play around with other girl because i have you, and so far i'm satisfies with you... so honey i have no reason to find someone else." Such a relief to hear that explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im sorry, i feel insecure when i had no idea of where you are? what you do or even with who you been hanging around? Honestly, i don't want to be your pin in the ass.... or that crazy lady who never stopped till now and still calling you....but at least tell me where you are? Don't you know  how my feeling  is??  I'm a women  A.... of course there's a lot negative things lingering in my mind.  I only wanted you to tell me the truth, if you don't like me anymore than it is better for me to walk away.... " With tears flowing from her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he hold her hands and hugging her so tight under his wide arm around her, almost like squeezing her in..... he kisses her forehead and whisper to her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If i wanted you to be here right now, it means i only have you in my heart..... so Vic, don't be too emotional o.k?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Darling A look at her eyes... captivated, she just stop crying and smile a bit.... "I'm sorry". He start kissing her red rose bud lips gently,  paused and continue kissing her then  after sometime its became a bit rough and he pulled her hair and  down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(TO BE  CONTINUE.......)        8(:0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340265041824390795-2944943567808631688?l=caryatidchalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/feeds/2944943567808631688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3340265041824390795&amp;postID=2944943567808631688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/2944943567808631688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/2944943567808631688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/2008/07/keeping-romance-alivechapter-1.html' title='Keeping The Romance Alive(Chapter 1)'/><author><name>Vevina Uriel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06134449491868064784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI_6CAZYjxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MUvM_zoUtiY/S220/23072008460.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI7FRFcY0II/AAAAAAAAAA4/sRtSofXq64Q/s72-c/J0283217.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340265041824390795.post-3482149674294223489</id><published>2008-07-26T10:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T10:47:29.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Determination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Determination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    Determination..... could it be just words and how could it be meaningful and so powerful to someone who suddenly get motivated and be inspired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    Determination .... that is what each and every individual needs in their life so that they could walk to the path which they had choosen in order to be among succesful people. "With determination everything is possible and nothing is impossible".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   Eventhou we always bow down and submit to failure without even tyring or struggling to fight for what we believe in. Because for some people 'surrender' is easier way rather than put your heart and soul to keep it going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   Yeah... who say that loosing is sweat.... and victory is sour?! But the idea of working hard, very-very hard to achieve the impossible goal seems to be too much to bare. Sometimes... after a while when you are almost get hands on 'victory' suddenly the outcome result is upsetting your heart therefore giving up is a choice you just can't refuse nor deniel as if you have been 'bribe' by it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340265041824390795-3482149674294223489?l=caryatidchalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/feeds/3482149674294223489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3340265041824390795&amp;postID=3482149674294223489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/3482149674294223489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/3482149674294223489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/2008/07/determination.html' title='Determination'/><author><name>Vevina Uriel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06134449491868064784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI_6CAZYjxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MUvM_zoUtiY/S220/23072008460.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340265041824390795.post-4953672310397349433</id><published>2008-07-25T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:43:31.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SIlOl8uJQsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Mpk7eU2pJ8M/s1600-h/DSC02019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226795256401969858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SIlOl8uJQsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Mpk7eU2pJ8M/s320/DSC02019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WITHOUT ANY REASON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still keep questioning you&lt;br /&gt;Unsatisfied without any reason&lt;br /&gt;Why do I turn to be cold and difficult for you?&lt;br /&gt;Unfaithful without any reason&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still wanting and longing for you?Unfairness and threatened by betrayal without reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any reason you left me&lt;br /&gt;Without warning you thrust d knife into me&lt;br /&gt;Without mercy you has betray me&lt;br /&gt;Without compassionate you’ve deserted me&lt;br /&gt;Without any notice you’re leaving me&lt;br /&gt;Without any reason&lt;br /&gt;Without any apparent reason&lt;br /&gt;Yet I failed myself for not seeing what to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, without any reason you’re here&lt;br /&gt;Near but somehow so far to reached&lt;br /&gt;Why do we need each other?&lt;br /&gt;Yet so difficult to live in with?&lt;br /&gt;Playing this dangerous game&lt;br /&gt;Still why we are together?&lt;br /&gt;No, I don’t understand this…..&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to understand anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any reason&lt;br /&gt;Please I don’t want to know any reason at all….&lt;br /&gt;Lets say goodbye for no REASON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340265041824390795-4953672310397349433?l=caryatidchalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/feeds/4953672310397349433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3340265041824390795&amp;postID=4953672310397349433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/4953672310397349433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340265041824390795/posts/default/4953672310397349433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryatidchalice.blogspot.com/2008/07/without-any-reason-why-do-i-still-keep_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Vevina Uriel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06134449491868064784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SI_6CAZYjxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MUvM_zoUtiY/S220/23072008460.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYuFB1xUCs/SIlOl8uJQsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Mpk7eU2pJ8M/s72-c/DSC02019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
