<?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-2866854270602759125</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:38:30.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~:+:Scent of Winter:+:~</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a story about Glass Girl. How she encounter someone she coincidentally met who look like her deceased lover and how Glass Girl's life is like. How she sees the world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>VK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01497169263820198429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIfBV5nGw7Y/Sof91lHoKMI/AAAAAAAAACc/bc2gwjxmzXM/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866854270602759125.post-5273189168881938280</id><published>2009-08-14T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:24:59.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Age. A Barrier Or Not?</title><content type='html'>I knew him 6 years ago, he was my tutor and my friend, i kinda felt something when i'm with him, but now i don't, looking back then, he kinda spelled it out, but i was uncertain, uncertain and insecure, the age gap was 10 years, is it an acceptable gap? is this the right choice to make?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866854270602759125-5273189168881938280?l=winterscent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/feeds/5273189168881938280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/08/age-barrier-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/5273189168881938280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/5273189168881938280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/08/age-barrier-or-not.html' title='Age. A Barrier Or Not?'/><author><name>VK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01497169263820198429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIfBV5nGw7Y/Sof91lHoKMI/AAAAAAAAACc/bc2gwjxmzXM/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866854270602759125.post-8018564600399713115</id><published>2009-07-19T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:56:09.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How long has it been?</title><content type='html'>How long has it been?&lt;br /&gt;Since&amp;nbsp;I last wrote here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happens, &lt;br /&gt;Ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;The way of life, as usual,&lt;br /&gt;Which wouldn't end til death do us part,&lt;br /&gt;Gained various lovely knowledges,&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;learnt basic Japanese for example,&lt;br /&gt;However,&amp;nbsp;I wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;Why is it love the only thing &lt;br /&gt;That&amp;nbsp;grew farther apart from me...&lt;br /&gt;Is it because of betrayal? &lt;br /&gt;Is it because I'm plain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly wonder.... &lt;br /&gt;Silently by the corner,&lt;br /&gt;In the library.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866854270602759125-8018564600399713115?l=winterscent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/feeds/8018564600399713115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-long-has-it-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/8018564600399713115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/8018564600399713115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-long-has-it-been.html' title='How long has it been?'/><author><name>VK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01497169263820198429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIfBV5nGw7Y/Sof91lHoKMI/AAAAAAAAACc/bc2gwjxmzXM/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866854270602759125.post-3314052414532180404</id><published>2009-07-02T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:46:04.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memories of MJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Heal The World&lt;br /&gt;Make It A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;And The Entire Human Race&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866854270602759125-3314052414532180404?l=winterscent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/feeds/3314052414532180404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-loving-memories-of-mj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/3314052414532180404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/3314052414532180404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-loving-memories-of-mj.html' title='In loving memories of MJ'/><author><name>VK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01497169263820198429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIfBV5nGw7Y/Sof91lHoKMI/AAAAAAAAACc/bc2gwjxmzXM/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866854270602759125.post-2349787570753751960</id><published>2009-06-24T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T01:36:11.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glass Girl's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to .... glass girl, Somerset~&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to glass girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a tiny unworthy dirt on land. am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday don't even mean a thing to me anymore without people who sincerely care for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the only one who ever cared for me is my deceased bunny, Wooly. that i'm certain. i felt it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866854270602759125-2349787570753751960?l=winterscent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/feeds/2349787570753751960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/06/glass-girls-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/2349787570753751960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/2349787570753751960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/06/glass-girls-birthday.html' title='Glass Girl&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>VK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01497169263820198429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIfBV5nGw7Y/Sof91lHoKMI/AAAAAAAAACc/bc2gwjxmzXM/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866854270602759125.post-4289633389255498516</id><published>2009-06-20T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T11:22:11.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I A Glass?</title><content type='html'>You were walking my way when I was reading in the library. I thought you wanted to talk to me. As you walked closer and closer, my heart thumps like it has gone crazy. But to my dismay, you walked passed me... My eyes definitely widened! As if I'm a glass, you walked to the table behind me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866854270602759125-4289633389255498516?l=winterscent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/feeds/4289633389255498516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/06/am-i-glass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/4289633389255498516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/4289633389255498516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/06/am-i-glass.html' title='Am I A Glass?'/><author><name>VK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01497169263820198429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIfBV5nGw7Y/Sof91lHoKMI/AAAAAAAAACc/bc2gwjxmzXM/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866854270602759125.post-7222144195669712304</id><published>2009-06-18T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:05:47.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things Comes 4 Those Who Waits</title><content type='html'>A new story finally begins. Meteor was seen and a wonderful wish was made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will my Prince arrive? Your shining hair and beautiful face, I'll wait for you. Like &lt;i&gt;Christina Aguilera&lt;/i&gt;'s song &lt;i&gt;Ain't No Other Man&lt;/i&gt;, good things comes for those who wait! I'll wait... no matter how strong disaster blew in my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866854270602759125-7222144195669712304?l=winterscent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/feeds/7222144195669712304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-things-comes-4-those-who-waits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/7222144195669712304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/7222144195669712304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-things-comes-4-those-who-waits.html' title='Good Things Comes 4 Those Who Waits'/><author><name>VK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01497169263820198429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIfBV5nGw7Y/Sof91lHoKMI/AAAAAAAAACc/bc2gwjxmzXM/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866854270602759125.post-8420241222087947595</id><published>2009-06-17T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:14:37.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By the window</title><content type='html'>On days I sit on the couch by the window,&lt;br /&gt;I saw you by the phonebooth,&lt;br /&gt;Soaking wet and looking into my window,&lt;br /&gt;I rose from my sit and you vanished into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866854270602759125-8420241222087947595?l=winterscent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/feeds/8420241222087947595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/06/by-window.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/8420241222087947595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/8420241222087947595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/06/by-window.html' title='By the window'/><author><name>VK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01497169263820198429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIfBV5nGw7Y/Sof91lHoKMI/AAAAAAAAACc/bc2gwjxmzXM/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866854270602759125.post-3993123162648697016</id><published>2009-06-15T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:50:51.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You said you are alright</title><content type='html'>you said you are alright. but i don't believe you. you may call me a stalker, but i ain't a stalker with bad intention. worries led me to you. are you alright? why are you making such an expression?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866854270602759125-3993123162648697016?l=winterscent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/feeds/3993123162648697016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-said-you-are-alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/3993123162648697016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/3993123162648697016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-said-you-are-alright.html' title='You said you are alright'/><author><name>VK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01497169263820198429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIfBV5nGw7Y/Sof91lHoKMI/AAAAAAAAACc/bc2gwjxmzXM/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866854270602759125.post-4490472809103075404</id><published>2009-06-14T08:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:50:20.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart's voice</title><content type='html'>Speak of the devil, you are always here for me. slowly and secretly I started to have a crush on you. can you hear my heart’s voice? Look me in the eye and please let it reach the depths of &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;your&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; heart. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866854270602759125-4490472809103075404?l=winterscent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/feeds/4490472809103075404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/06/hearts-voice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/4490472809103075404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866854270602759125/posts/default/4490472809103075404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterscent.blogspot.com/2009/06/hearts-voice.html' title='Heart&apos;s voice'/><author><name>VK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01497169263820198429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIfBV5nGw7Y/Sof91lHoKMI/AAAAAAAAACc/bc2gwjxmzXM/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
