<?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-3051189560793050713</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:02:36.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Via loves it...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Skolastika Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237869757569843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07b_RUq7czQ/TdHx91LoR_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/PhyERnMioWI/s220/230307_1938869345291_1049117468_2270951_879254_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051189560793050713.post-5921243102347194200</id><published>2011-05-23T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T21:16:36.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint Theresa's Prayer</title><content type='html'>In case you are not aware, Saint Theresa is known as the Saint of the Little Ways, meaning she believed in doing the little things in life well and with Great love. She is represented by roses.May everyone who reads this post be blessed.Remember to make a wish before you read the prayer, that's all you have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsDoyJSjI5E/TdsxDT2MyiI/AAAAAAAAABI/Tyw4C4SFBpg/s1600/st-therese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsDoyJSjI5E/TdsxDT2MyiI/AAAAAAAAABI/Tyw4C4SFBpg/s200/st-therese.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610131693757057570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May today there be peace within.&lt;br /&gt;May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.&lt;br /&gt;May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that&lt;br /&gt;Has been given to you.&lt;br /&gt;May you be content knowing you are a child of God.&lt;br /&gt;Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to&lt;br /&gt;Sing, dance, praise and love.&lt;br /&gt;It is there for each and every one of us..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051189560793050713-5921243102347194200?l=vialovesit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/feeds/5921243102347194200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/2011/05/saint-theresas-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default/5921243102347194200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default/5921243102347194200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/2011/05/saint-theresas-prayer.html' title='Saint Theresa&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>Skolastika Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237869757569843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07b_RUq7czQ/TdHx91LoR_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/PhyERnMioWI/s220/230307_1938869345291_1049117468_2270951_879254_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsDoyJSjI5E/TdsxDT2MyiI/AAAAAAAAABI/Tyw4C4SFBpg/s72-c/st-therese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051189560793050713.post-9036386588697141179</id><published>2011-05-16T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:16:44.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here are a few reasons why guys like girls:</title><content type='html'>1. They will always smell good even if its just shampoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The way their heads always find the right spot on our shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How cute they look when they sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The ease in which they fit into our arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The way they kiss you and all of a sudden everything is right in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How cute they are when they eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The way they take hours to get dressed but in the end it makes it all worth while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Because they are always warm even when its minus 30 outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The way they look good no matter what they wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she's the most beautiful thing on this earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How cute they are when they argue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The way her hand always finds yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The way they smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The way you feel when you see their name on the call ID after you just had a big fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The way she says 'lets not fight anymore' even though you know that an hour later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. The way they kiss when you do something nice for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The way they kiss you when you say 'I love you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Actually ... just the way they kiss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The way they fall into your arms when they cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Then the way they apologize for crying over something that silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The way they hit you and expect it to hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Then the way they apologize when it does hurt. (even though we don't admit it)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. The way they say 'I miss you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. The way you miss them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.The way their tears make you want to change the world so that it doesn't hurt her anymore..... Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die without them ... it matters not.&lt;br /&gt;Because once in your life, whatever they were to the world they become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound, you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings of her very heart.&lt;br /&gt;We love them for a million reasons,&lt;br /&gt;No paper would do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;A feeling.Only felt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051189560793050713-9036386588697141179?l=vialovesit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/feeds/9036386588697141179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/2011/05/here-are-few-reasons-why-guys-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default/9036386588697141179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default/9036386588697141179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/2011/05/here-are-few-reasons-why-guys-like.html' title='Here are a few reasons why guys like girls:'/><author><name>Skolastika Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237869757569843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07b_RUq7czQ/TdHx91LoR_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/PhyERnMioWI/s220/230307_1938869345291_1049117468_2270951_879254_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051189560793050713.post-7435457676328271236</id><published>2009-08-27T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:38:55.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LövË StÖrY</title><content type='html'>A girl wants to know how much her boy loves her. And she asked this question, "am I pretty?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy answered, "no, you're not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried again, "have you ever wished to live with me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the boy said, "never"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl got angry, but she asked again, "will you cry if I leave you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the boy answered, "no, I won't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the girl started to cry.. But the boy pulled her close to him and said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you aren't pretty, but you're the prettiest.. I never wish to live with you, but I &lt;br /&gt;want to live for you.. And, if you leave me, I won't cry, but I'll die.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051189560793050713-7435457676328271236?l=vialovesit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/feeds/7435457676328271236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default/7435457676328271236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default/7435457676328271236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-story.html' title='LövË StÖrY'/><author><name>Skolastika Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237869757569843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07b_RUq7czQ/TdHx91LoR_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/PhyERnMioWI/s220/230307_1938869345291_1049117468_2270951_879254_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051189560793050713.post-4130828226914256137</id><published>2009-08-23T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:40:47.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ia...</title><content type='html'>Entah mengapa, terang begitu cepat digantikan gelap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia yang tadinya merona ceria, kini mulai membeku kaku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warna merah mulai berubah perlahan menjadi biru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lubang dan nanah yang tadi ditahannya, kini mencuat dari balik badannya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tau, sakit yang dirasakannya pastilah sungguh hebat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku pun memutuskan, meletakannya kembali, di tempat ia seharusnya berada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menguncinya rapat-rapat, meletakannya jauh di dalam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berharap ia tenang, seiring dengan kehancurannya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051189560793050713-4130828226914256137?l=vialovesit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/feeds/4130828226914256137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/2009/08/ia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default/4130828226914256137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default/4130828226914256137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/2009/08/ia.html' title='Ia...'/><author><name>Skolastika Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237869757569843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07b_RUq7czQ/TdHx91LoR_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/PhyERnMioWI/s220/230307_1938869345291_1049117468_2270951_879254_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051189560793050713.post-4645091848579912355</id><published>2009-08-21T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:42:10.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ketika PEREMPUAN diHARGAi berBEDA</title><content type='html'>Kalau anak laki-laki dilahirkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taruhlah ia tidur di tempat tidur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenakanlah padanya pakaian indah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan berilah ia mainan terbuat dari batu giok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, betapa mulia tangisnya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga ia tumbuh besar mengenakan pakaian warna merah tua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan semoga ia menjadi kepala dari klen dan sukunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau anak perempuan dilahirkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taruhlah dia tidur di atas lantai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bungkuslah ia dengan pembungkus biasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan beri dia mainan dari keping potongan ubin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga ia tidak berbuat salah, juga tidak berbuat jasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga ia pandai menyediakan masakan dan anggur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan tidak membawa aib bagi orangtuanya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051189560793050713-4645091848579912355?l=vialovesit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07b_RUq7czQ/TdHx91LoR_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/PhyERnMioWI/s220/230307_1938869345291_1049117468_2270951_879254_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051189560793050713.post-1004331882931392925</id><published>2009-08-02T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:43:49.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weEky..</title><content type='html'>Huwaaaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a realy bored weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sm planning weren't going well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as I expected.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051189560793050713-1004331882931392925?l=vialovesit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/feeds/1004331882931392925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/2009/08/weeky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default/1004331882931392925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default/1004331882931392925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/2009/08/weeky.html' title='weEky..'/><author><name>Skolastika Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237869757569843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07b_RUq7czQ/TdHx91LoR_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/PhyERnMioWI/s220/230307_1938869345291_1049117468_2270951_879254_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051189560793050713.post-8025333353575577009</id><published>2009-07-30T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:44:53.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This is me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know more? Let's check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051189560793050713-8025333353575577009?l=vialovesit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/feeds/8025333353575577009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default/8025333353575577009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051189560793050713/posts/default/8025333353575577009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vialovesit.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Skolastika Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237869757569843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07b_RUq7czQ/TdHx91LoR_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/PhyERnMioWI/s220/230307_1938869345291_1049117468_2270951_879254_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
