<?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-5210365</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:05:19.615+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Imperfections</title><subtitle type='html'>Daily Reminder</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranukama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5210365/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranukama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ranukama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009971760535105955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/ranukama/bambu.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210365.post-115502034215214149</id><published>2006-08-08T13:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T14:07:44.900+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><summary type='text'>Its very hard to pretend what you're not. Considering so much things to hide, so many unspoken words, and yet we're doing it without knowing where its gonna end. Day by day, as we get so comfortable on doing it. As it get deeper and deeper, we can not see our self clearly or is it because of our self just happened to be lost somewhere, somehow...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5210365/posts/default/115502034215214149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5210365/posts/default/115502034215214149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranukama.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115502034215214149' title='Lost'/><author><name>Ranukama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009971760535105955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/ranukama/bambu.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210365.post-115381482973461732</id><published>2006-07-25T15:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T15:31:37.516+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love The Thought of Coming Home To You</title><summary type='text'>Nearly  a month now...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5210365/posts/default/115381482973461732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5210365/posts/default/115381482973461732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranukama.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115381482973461732' title='I Love The Thought of Coming Home To You'/><author><name>Ranukama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009971760535105955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/ranukama/bambu.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
