<?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-7989292667428938139</id><updated>2011-08-29T05:17:57.733-07:00</updated><category term='Romantic loves'/><category term='some stories when u reaady u will actually cry'/><category term='Loving'/><category term='Maybe she wants to me to treat her my BFF FOR LIVE ONLY..'/><category term='Cute friendship poems'/><category term='For yr safety information..'/><category term='Tell my heart poem'/><category term='Yeah'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Dog Training'/><category term='Yr free words...'/><category term='Friends for live and i hate them 1'/><category term='Quiz'/><title type='text'>Love like you never loved before</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-2969859912068513966</id><published>2009-09-17T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:51:54.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving'/><title type='text'>Loving Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love him like hell. He is worth it. OMG I'd go crazy now... I'm not the type that that makes you laugh easilyI 'm not the type that falls in love easilyI'm not the type that forgives easilyI could be the type that is really sensitive I may be very foolish and stubborn at timesBUT.......I may be the type that could give easily.I'm willing to sacrifice myself for you.I willing to advice you on anything.I am the type that doesn't need you to say sorry.I'm also the type who loves you with all my heart... BUT.......I love my parents and siblings more than I love you I hope you don't mind that.If you really want to know who I like I've said this to you.... "Be A Man" You might not be able to reAD THIS... but its Ok...Love is a wound that does not bleedFor you see each day i love you more,today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.If I could be anything I'd like to be your tears.. So i could be born in your eyes and die in your lips..It takes a minute to have a crush on you, an hour to like you, a day to love you, a lifetime to forget you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-2969859912068513966?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/2969859912068513966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/09/loving-poems.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/2969859912068513966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/2969859912068513966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/09/loving-poems.html' title='Loving Poems'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-3488988109325513294</id><published>2009-09-10T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:22:16.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Funny D</title><content type='html'>She called me to get my phone number.she spent 20 minutes looking at the orange juice box because it said 'concentrate.'she put lipstick on her forehead b'cos she wanted to make up her mindshe tried to put M&amp;amp;M's in alphabetical orderShe sent me a fax with a stamp on itshe tried to drown a fish.she thought a quarterback was a refund.she got locked in a grocery store and starved to death.she tripped over a cordless phone.she took a ruler to bed to see how long she slept.she asked for a price check at the Dollar Store.she studied for a blood test.she thought Meow Mix was a CD for cats.when she heard that 90% of all crimes occur around the home,she moved.when she missed the 44 bus, she took the 22 bus twice instead.when she took you to the airport and saw a sign that said'Airport Left' she turned around and went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-3488988109325513294?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/3488988109325513294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/09/funny-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/3488988109325513294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/3488988109325513294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/09/funny-d.html' title='Funny D'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-257420733723090897</id><published>2009-08-19T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:52:12.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For yr safety information..'/><title type='text'>H1N1 Encyclopedia</title><content type='html'>The United Mexican States&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-6"&gt;[7]&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a title="Spanish language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spanish_language"&gt;Spanish&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a title="Es-mx-Estados Unidos Mexicanos.ogg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Es-mx-Estados_Unidos_Mexicanos.ogg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Es-mx-Estados Unidos Mexicanos.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b9/Es-mx-Estados_Unidos_Mexicanos.ogg"&gt;Estados Unidos Mexicanos&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a title="Wikipedia:Media help" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Media_help"&gt;help&lt;/a&gt;·&lt;a title="File:Es-mx-Estados Unidos Mexicanos.ogg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Es-mx-Estados_Unidos_Mexicanos.ogg"&gt;info&lt;/a&gt;)), commonly known as Mexico (English: &lt;a title="Wikipedia:IPA for English" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:IPA_for_English"&gt;/ˈmɛksɪkoʊ/&lt;/a&gt;) (&lt;a title="Spanish language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spanish_language"&gt;Spanish&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a title="Es-mx-México.ogg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Es-mx-M%C3%A9xico.ogg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Es-mx-México.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/cf/Es-mx-M%C3%A9xico.ogg"&gt;México&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a title="Wikipedia:Media help" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Media_help"&gt;help&lt;/a&gt;·&lt;a title="File:Es-mx-México.ogg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Es-mx-M%C3%A9xico.ogg"&gt;info&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;a title="Wikipedia:IPA for Spanish" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:IPA_for_Spanish"&gt;[ˈmexiko]&lt;/a&gt;), is a &lt;a title="Federalism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Federalism"&gt;federal&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Constitutionalism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Constitutionalism"&gt;constitutional&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Republic" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Republic"&gt;republic&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a title="North America" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_America"&gt;North America&lt;/a&gt;. It is bordered on the north by the &lt;a title="United States" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States"&gt;United States&lt;/a&gt;; on the south and west by the &lt;a title="Pacific Ocean" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pacific_Ocean"&gt;Pacific Ocean&lt;/a&gt;; on the southeast by &lt;a title="Guatemala" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guatemala"&gt;Guatemala&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Belize" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Belize"&gt;Belize&lt;/a&gt;, and the &lt;a title="Caribbean Sea" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caribbean_Sea"&gt;Caribbean Sea&lt;/a&gt;; and on the east by the &lt;a title="Gulf of Mexico" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gulf_of_Mexico"&gt;Gulf of Mexico&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-7"&gt;[8]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-8"&gt;[9]&lt;/a&gt; Covering almost 2 million &lt;a title="Square kilometre" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Square_kilometre"&gt;square kilometres&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-9"&gt;[10]&lt;/a&gt; Mexico is the fifth-largest country in the &lt;a title="Americas" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Americas"&gt;Americas&lt;/a&gt; by total area and the &lt;a title="List of countries and outlying territories by total area" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_countries_and_outlying_territories_by_total_area"&gt;14th largest independent nation in the world&lt;/a&gt;. With an estimated population of 109 million,&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-10"&gt;[11]&lt;/a&gt; it is the &lt;a title="List of countries by population" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_countries_by_population"&gt;11th most populous country&lt;/a&gt;. Mexico is a &lt;a title="Federation" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Federation"&gt;federation&lt;/a&gt; comprising &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Administrative divisions of Mexico" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Administrative_divisions_of_Mexico"&gt;thirty-one states&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a title="Mexico City" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico_City"&gt;Federal District&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Capital city" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capital_city"&gt;capital city&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Pre-Columbian Mesoamerica" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pre-Columbian_Mesoamerica"&gt;Pre-Columbian Mesoamerica&lt;/a&gt; many cultures matured into advanced civilizations such as the &lt;a title="Olmec" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Olmec"&gt;Olmec&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a title="Toltec" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toltec"&gt;Toltec&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a title="Teotihuacan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teotihuacan"&gt;Teotihuacan&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a title="Maya civilization" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maya_civilization"&gt;Maya&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a title="Aztec" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aztec"&gt;Aztec&lt;/a&gt; before the first contact with &lt;a title="Europe" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Europe"&gt;Europeans&lt;/a&gt;. In 1521, &lt;a title="Spain" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spain"&gt;Spain&lt;/a&gt; created the &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="New Spain" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Spain"&gt;New Spain&lt;/a&gt; which would eventually become Mexico as the colony gained &lt;a title="Mexican War of Independence" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexican_War_of_Independence"&gt;independence&lt;/a&gt; in 1821. The post-independence period was characterized by &lt;a title="Economic history of Mexico" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Economic_history_of_Mexico#Independence"&gt;economic instability&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="History of Mexico" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_Mexico#War_with_the_United_States"&gt;territorial secession&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Reform War" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reform_War"&gt;civil war&lt;/a&gt;, including &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Foreign intervention" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foreign_intervention"&gt;foreign intervention&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="List of Emperors of Mexico" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Emperors_of_Mexico"&gt;two empires&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="List of Presidents of Mexico" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Presidents_of_Mexico"&gt;two long domestic dictatorships&lt;/a&gt;. The latter led to the &lt;a title="Mexican Revolution" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexican_Revolution"&gt;Mexican Revolution&lt;/a&gt; in 1910, which culminated with the promulgation of the &lt;a title="Constitution of Mexico" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Constitution_of_Mexico"&gt;1917 Constitution&lt;/a&gt; and the emergence of the country's current &lt;a title="Politics of Mexico" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Politics_of_Mexico"&gt;political system&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a title="Mexican general election, 2000" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexican_general_election,_2000"&gt;Elections held in July 2000&lt;/a&gt; marked the first time that an opposition party won the presidency from the &lt;a title="Institutional Revolutionary Party" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Institutional_Revolutionary_Party"&gt;Institutional Revolutionary Party&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a title="Spanish language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spanish_language"&gt;Spanish&lt;/a&gt;: Partido Revolucionario Institucional, PRI).&lt;br /&gt;As a &lt;a title="Regional power" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Regional_power"&gt;regional power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-11"&gt;[12]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-12"&gt;[13]&lt;/a&gt; and the only &lt;a title="Latin America" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin_America"&gt;Latin American&lt;/a&gt; member of the &lt;a title="Organisation for Economic Co-operation and Development" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Organisation_for_Economic_Co-operation_and_Development"&gt;Organisation for Economic Co-operation and Development&lt;/a&gt; (OECD) since 1994, Mexico is firmly established as an upper middle-income country,&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-World_Bank-13"&gt;[14]&lt;/a&gt; considered as a &lt;a title="Newly industrialized country" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newly_industrialized_country"&gt;newly industrialized country&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-Globalization-14"&gt;[15]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-Limits-15"&gt;[16]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-AIA-16"&gt;[17]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-Principles-17"&gt;[18]&lt;/a&gt; and has the &lt;a title="List of countries by GDP (PPP)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_countries_by_GDP_(PPP)"&gt;11th largest economy in the world&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a title="Gross domestic product" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gross_domestic_product"&gt;GDP&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a title="Purchasing power parity" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Purchasing_power_parity"&gt;purchasing power parity&lt;/a&gt;, and also the largest &lt;a title="List of countries by GDP (nominal) per capita" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_countries_by_GDP_(nominal)_per_capita"&gt;GDP per capita&lt;/a&gt; in Latin America according to the &lt;a title="International Monetary Fund" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/International_Monetary_Fund"&gt;International Monetary Fund&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-IMF2009-18"&gt;[19]&lt;/a&gt;. The &lt;a title="Economy of Mexico" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Economy_of_Mexico"&gt;economy&lt;/a&gt; is strongly linked to those of its &lt;a title="North American Free Trade Agreement" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_American_Free_Trade_Agreement"&gt;North American Free Trade Agreement&lt;/a&gt; (NAFTA) partners. Despite being considered an &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="World power" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_power"&gt;emerging power&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-19"&gt;[20]&lt;/a&gt; the uneven &lt;a title="Income distribution" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Income_distribution"&gt;income distribution&lt;/a&gt; and the increase in &lt;a title="Mexican Drug War" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexican_Drug_War"&gt;drug-related violence&lt;/a&gt; are issues of concern.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico#cite_note-Cartel-20"&gt;[21]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-257420733723090897?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/257420733723090897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/08/h1n1-encyclopedia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/257420733723090897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/257420733723090897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/08/h1n1-encyclopedia.html' title='H1N1 Encyclopedia'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-8168651307429686241</id><published>2009-08-03T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T02:31:07.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yr free words...'/><title type='text'>Your free presonal horoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are living difficulties and sorrow, if your problems weight on your shoulders, keep you awake at night, the lack of Money, the lack of Love, and the bad Luck keep getting in your way, if you would really like a change, if you would like your life to transform for the best, if you would like to receive all you're missing, Money, Love, Luck, Joys and Happiness, then I am ready to help you with all my Magical Knowledge, in order to fulfill your most urgent desires, your most desperate dreams, your deepest wishes.&lt;br /&gt;You would like your life to change...You want more Luck, more Love, more Money in your Life...You want Happiness and Success... Pasqualina can help you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-8168651307429686241?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/8168651307429686241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-free-presonal-horoscope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/8168651307429686241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/8168651307429686241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-free-presonal-horoscope.html' title='Your free presonal horoscope'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-4925428421408084353</id><published>2009-08-03T02:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T02:28:49.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Friends Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; FRIENDS ~As we walk our path of life,We meet people everyday.Most are simply met by chance.But, some are sent our way.&lt;br /&gt;These become special friendsWhose bond we can't explain;The ones who understand usAnd share our joy and pain.Their love contains no boundaries.So, even we are apart.Their presence enhances usWith a warmth felt in the heart.This love becomes a passageway,When even the miles disappear.And so, these friends, God sends our way,Remain forever near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-4925428421408084353?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/4925428421408084353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/08/friends-poems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/4925428421408084353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/4925428421408084353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/08/friends-poems.html' title='Friends Poems'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-3865943516610340352</id><published>2009-08-03T02:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T02:27:58.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Friend Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BESTEST FRIEND !&lt;br /&gt;When I cry you help me outWhen I'm happy you hear me shoutWhen I grin you know I'm really madbecause you are my best friendYou can tell when I'm sad&lt;br /&gt;You're there in thick and thinYou're my best friendYou hear me out when I want to talkYou help me out when I get madYou are the bestest friend I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;So hear me out when I sayYou're the light in my dayYou are the moon in my nightYou shine very brightYou are the bestest friend I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-3865943516610340352?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/3865943516610340352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/08/friend-poems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/3865943516610340352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/3865943516610340352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/08/friend-poems.html' title='Friend Poems'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-9217218071699080876</id><published>2009-08-03T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T02:26:08.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cute friendship poems'/><title type='text'>True Friendship poems..</title><content type='html'>Cute Best Friend Poems .....&lt;br /&gt;You are my best friend,My very best friend,You make me happy,Everyday,You share your great snacks,You share your best toys,So please don't takeMy best friend away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Best FriendToday I found a friend,Who knew everything I felt.She knew my every weakness,And the problems I've been dealt.&lt;br /&gt;She understood my wonders,And listened to my dreams.She listened to how I felt about life and love,And knew what it all means.&lt;br /&gt;Not once did she interrupt me,Or tell me I was wrong.She understood what I was going through,And promised she'd stay long&lt;br /&gt;I reached out to this friendTo show her that i careTo pull her close and let her knowHow much I need her there&lt;br /&gt;I went to hold her handTo pull her a bit nearerAnd realized that this perfect friend I found&lt;br /&gt;Was nothing but my mirror.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-9217218071699080876?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/9217218071699080876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/08/true-friendship-poems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/9217218071699080876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/9217218071699080876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/08/true-friendship-poems.html' title='True Friendship poems..'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-3980393141069419406</id><published>2009-08-03T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T02:23:30.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maybe she wants to me to treat her my BFF FOR LIVE ONLY..'/><title type='text'>About me and Emily duty stories...</title><content type='html'>Once that time Natalie were sick,she did not come to school,and on that day was Tuesday..And on that day is my Librarian Duty day..So i thought i want to go myself to duty,but how know Emily wants to follow me to duty also..So i said ok la u can follow me but don't tell anyone la..I just said like this only..Then maybe she wants me to treat her very good,i dont know la but then before we wants to go duty to leave the class..She told me that she wanna go toilet so i said ok la...Go la..Then i also follow her to go toilet..Then instead of waiting her inside so smelly,i waited outside lols.....Then that time after she came out from toilet she said "Let's go to duty now Time already"She said like this...So i said ok la,better go now before bells ring and we cannot eat lunch already...&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was also hungry and tummy grumbling.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then she said ok lets go too.. Then that day,i eat in the canteen la when i eat lunch that time the food was very discussting,which i totally hate that food a lot..So that i eat and mean while talking also..We ate until the bell ring..the bell rang already,we go for duty in the library...So we did our duty until it was times up and the time of times up it is 1.10p.m. in the afternoon..So Mercedez said times up so everybody push in the chairs and out back nthe books where they took it and place it back in order carefully..But they was like everytime we said times up they were like very happy and excited to times up because can meet the teacher who ever comes in after lunch..Because i said like this is because when i or Yun Ru or Emily or anyone just opens the door they wuld like rush out to the lining up place especially the Standard 4,The Standard 5 will know be so rushing and that standard very few come to the library only want..So if who ever had already read this story pls just keep it as a secret..Dont tell to yr cousin or whoever ok...Thanks for yr kindness and understanding ok...Thanks a lot to all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-3980393141069419406?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/3980393141069419406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/08/about-me-and-emily-duty-stories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/3980393141069419406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/3980393141069419406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/08/about-me-and-emily-duty-stories.html' title='About me and Emily duty stories...'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-2235837130492729007</id><published>2009-06-22T01:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:19:30.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>The Fall Of Arnold Totler</title><content type='html'>'Twas a crucial day for Arnold Toller,&lt;br /&gt;The businessman with tons of cash,&lt;br /&gt;When his Mercedes hit a tree - &lt;br /&gt;He lost his memory and his stash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cuts and bruises he's acquired&lt;br /&gt;His jacket's torn; his trews are damp&lt;br /&gt;Just one short day without a shave&lt;br /&gt;Now he's re-branded as a tramp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The specialist was mighty puzzled - &lt;br /&gt;The loss of memory's not so rare&lt;br /&gt;But no one would believe his findings&lt;br /&gt;'You think I'll publish? No, I don't dare!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Arnold walks; he sits and talks&lt;br /&gt;He's quite polite and combs his hair&lt;br /&gt;He's competent with knife and fork&lt;br /&gt;But his new quirks make people stare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nerves connecting brain to leg&lt;br /&gt;Are re-directed to his lips&lt;br /&gt;His brain believes his vocal cords&lt;br /&gt;Live somewhere roundabout his hips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Arnold copes with looks and sniggers&lt;br /&gt;He's not a-feared, he is no wimp&lt;br /&gt;But he's unique in medicine - &lt;br /&gt;Walks with a lisp, talks with a limp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-2235837130492729007?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/2235837130492729007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/06/fall-of-arnold-totler_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/2235837130492729007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/2235837130492729007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/06/fall-of-arnold-totler_22.html' title='The Fall Of Arnold Totler'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-2503330624673859201</id><published>2009-06-22T01:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:19:26.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>The Fall Of Arnold Totler</title><content type='html'>'Twas a crucial day for Arnold Toller,&lt;br /&gt;The businessman with tons of cash,&lt;br /&gt;When his Mercedes hit a tree - &lt;br /&gt;He lost his memory and his stash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cuts and bruises he's acquired&lt;br /&gt;His jacket's torn; his trews are damp&lt;br /&gt;Just one short day without a shave&lt;br /&gt;Now he's re-branded as a tramp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The specialist was mighty puzzled - &lt;br /&gt;The loss of memory's not so rare&lt;br /&gt;But no one would believe his findings&lt;br /&gt;'You think I'll publish? No, I don't dare!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Arnold walks; he sits and talks&lt;br /&gt;He's quite polite and combs his hair&lt;br /&gt;He's competent with knife and fork&lt;br /&gt;But his new quirks make people stare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nerves connecting brain to leg&lt;br /&gt;Are re-directed to his lips&lt;br /&gt;His brain believes his vocal cords&lt;br /&gt;Live somewhere roundabout his hips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Arnold copes with looks and sniggers&lt;br /&gt;He's not a-feared, he is no wimp&lt;br /&gt;But he's unique in medicine - &lt;br /&gt;Walks with a lisp, talks with a limp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-2503330624673859201?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/2503330624673859201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/06/fall-of-arnold-totler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/2503330624673859201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/2503330624673859201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/06/fall-of-arnold-totler.html' title='The Fall Of Arnold Totler'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-3654412006720419667</id><published>2009-06-22T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:18:19.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>The Funny Pair</title><content type='html'>'The world's turned pale, hidden in snow,'&lt;br /&gt;Said Eb, from the window, to his partner, Flo &lt;br /&gt;'What we need is a holiday, somewhere warm. &lt;br /&gt;What would you like, where shall we go?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flo scowls at Eb &lt;br /&gt;To be fair, it's her turn! &lt;br /&gt;'I'm sure I don't mind!' &lt;br /&gt;She coils like a worm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You enjoyed the Bahamas &lt;br /&gt;The sea and the sand &lt;br /&gt;And dancing each night &lt;br /&gt;To the steel band.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If that's what you want &lt;br /&gt;I expect I'll survive &lt;br /&gt;There were lots of young women &lt;br /&gt;You know how to jive.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I was thinking of you &lt;br /&gt;You could do with the light &lt;br /&gt;But if you'd prefer &lt;br /&gt;We can stay here and fight!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, you're right,' Flo concurs &lt;br /&gt;'I remember your joy &lt;br /&gt;You went fishing for Marlin &lt;br /&gt;You were like a young boy!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'That's a very good point &lt;br /&gt;I can see your idea &lt;br /&gt;But there's far better fishing &lt;br /&gt;Barely 10 miles from here.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We don't have to go there &lt;br /&gt;That was just one suggestion. &lt;br /&gt;Please, look at the atlas &lt;br /&gt;Then make your selection.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Such a typical view &lt;br /&gt;I've been stereotyped &lt;br /&gt;I'm a man - so I'll fish. &lt;br /&gt;What infinite tripe.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Look, here's the damned globe &lt;br /&gt;Stick a pin in the thing &lt;br /&gt;The extension's upstairs &lt;br /&gt;You can give me a ring!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The world's turned pale, hidden in snow,' &lt;br /&gt;Said Eb, on the phone, to his partner, Flo &lt;br /&gt;'What we need is a holiday, somewhere warm. &lt;br /&gt;What would you like, where shall we go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-3654412006720419667?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/3654412006720419667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-pair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/3654412006720419667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/3654412006720419667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-pair.html' title='The Funny Pair'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-119647669817193368</id><published>2009-06-22T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:16:19.635-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog Training'/><title type='text'>The Funny Dog</title><content type='html'>Dog Training &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It'll change your life,' I was informed &lt;br /&gt;The day that I acquired a dog. &lt;br /&gt;'Buy a super vacuum cleaner, &lt;br /&gt;Pay the vet and start a blog!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You'll have to do dog-training classes! &lt;br /&gt;Learn to sit; to fetch; say ''Please''. ' &lt;br /&gt;We tried it once and it was boring &lt;br /&gt;Except - my dog can count to three! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started classes of our own &lt;br /&gt;My dog and I, in our own home &lt;br /&gt;The classes all were based on this - &lt;br /&gt;'Do as I say, then have a bone!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'P/E,' said I (feeling a fool) &lt;br /&gt;Every morn' at half past eight &lt;br /&gt;The high-jump, starting with a stool &lt;br /&gt;Progressing to the garden gate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ten we did arithmetic &lt;br /&gt;The calendar was opened out &lt;br /&gt;'Pay attention little dog - &lt;br /&gt;Weekends and holidays don't count!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In afternoons she'd learn to sit &lt;br /&gt;With other people, till she's fed &lt;br /&gt;She wags her tail to gain their trust &lt;br /&gt;Then she remembers all I've said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final lesson took a while &lt;br /&gt;But finally she understood &lt;br /&gt;'Is it three days, not counting hols'? &lt;br /&gt;Then come and meet me in the wood.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sold her now a dozen times &lt;br /&gt;And she's had twelve enormous bones &lt;br /&gt;She stays with them three working days &lt;br /&gt;The cheque has cleared - then she runs home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-119647669817193368?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/119647669817193368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/119647669817193368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/119647669817193368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-dog.html' title='The Funny Dog'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-5775628824952448655</id><published>2009-06-22T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:12:45.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>On A Colourful Morning</title><content type='html'>I kissed her –&lt;br /&gt;her whole body shivered&lt;br /&gt;Like a branch of almond blossom in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Like the moon, like a star&lt;br /&gt;         trembling on the water&lt;br /&gt;I kissed her –&lt;br /&gt;her whole body shivered&lt;br /&gt;Her cheeks showed one colour&lt;br /&gt;her gaze revealed another&lt;br /&gt;And the sun rose from her tender heart&lt;br /&gt;And the thousand-and-one nights of waiting&lt;br /&gt;ended&lt;br /&gt;And on a colourful morning&lt;br /&gt;I shared a bed&lt;br /&gt;      with the meaning of love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-5775628824952448655?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/5775628824952448655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-colourful-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/5775628824952448655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/5775628824952448655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-colourful-morning.html' title='On A Colourful Morning'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-864567340778897762</id><published>2009-06-22T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:05:38.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Autumn Poems...</title><content type='html'>Autumn: the year breathes dully towards its death,&lt;br /&gt;beside its dying sacrificial fire;&lt;br /&gt;the dim world's middle-age of vain desire&lt;br /&gt;is strangely troubled, waiting for the breath&lt;br /&gt;that speaks the winter's welcome malison&lt;br /&gt;to fix it in the unremembering sleep:&lt;br /&gt;the silent woods brood o'er an anxious deep,&lt;br /&gt;and in the faded sorrow of the sun,&lt;br /&gt;I see my dreams' dead colours, one by one,&lt;br /&gt;forth-conjur'd from their smouldering palaces,&lt;br /&gt;fade slowly with the sigh of the passing year.&lt;br /&gt;They wander not nor wring their hands nor weep,&lt;br /&gt;discrown'd belated dreams! but in the drear&lt;br /&gt;and lingering world we sit among the trees&lt;br /&gt;and bow our heads as they, with frozen mouth,&lt;br /&gt;looking, in ashen reverie, towards the clear&lt;br /&gt;sad splendour of the winter of the far south.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-864567340778897762?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/864567340778897762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/06/autumn-poems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/864567340778897762'/><link rel='self' 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style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Soya Bean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What are my class room name??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4 Rambai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4 Salak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4 Limau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;How many sister do i have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What is my ambition when i grow up??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Postwoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Bakery lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*******Reminder who ever 1 2 know my quiz answer. Pls find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*********For those who want to guest the quiz..... Pls submit yr answer to my blogger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Thanks and that is the end of my quiz for today and each of everyday.......pisc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-757155270266086764?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/757155270266086764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/quiz-for-each-and-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/757155270266086764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/757155270266086764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/quiz-for-each-and-everyone.html' title='Quiz for each and everyone.'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-6545612768861250495</id><published>2009-05-22T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:15:58.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love like you never loved before</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love like you never loved before&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-6545612768861250495?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/' title='Love like you never loved before'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/6545612768861250495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-like-you-never-loved-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/6545612768861250495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/6545612768861250495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-like-you-never-loved-before.html' title='Love like you never loved before'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-406998719080219574</id><published>2009-05-22T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:42:57.635-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tell my heart poem'/><title type='text'>Tell My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tell My Heart To Stop Beating, Tell My Mind To Stop Thinking, Throw A Stone In The Ocean And Tell It To Stop Sinking, Tell The Sky Not To Be So Blue, Well Its Like Tellin Me NOT To Be In Love With You...They Laughed At Me And Asked What Is It That I See In Him?I Smiled Back And Said,"Everything You Don't"sick of cryin, tired of tryin, yeah im smilin, but inside im dyinIf you see me walking with someone else,It's not because i want to..It's because you weren't brave enough to walk by me.If you see me smile,It's not because i forgot you...It's because i got tired of crying for you.If you see me living again,It's not because i've moved on...It's because i hate the fact you can live without meSo if I fall in love with someone else,It's not because i want to...It's because you weren't there to catch melet's flip a coin.heads, i'm yours.tails, you're mine.Smile, so the tears won't fallLaugh, like you don't hurt at allFake it so he'll never know...That you still haven't let him go..How can you stop thinking of someone if they are your first thought in the morning,your last thought at night...and the only person in your dreams?"A guy once gave a girl 12 roses.11 were real and one was fake,and said that when the last rose dies I will stop loving you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-406998719080219574?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/406998719080219574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/tell-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/406998719080219574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/406998719080219574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/tell-my-heart.html' title='Tell My Heart'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-2149792594664234651</id><published>2009-05-22T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:39:40.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Her: Will you pick me up if I ever fell down?Him: No.Her: Would you wipe away the tears when I'm sad?Him: Never.Her: Will you still love me when I look my worst?Him: Nope.Her: [feeling hurt after hearing this] At least you're honest. [starts to walk away...]Him: [grabs her back to face him] I wouldn't pick you up if you fell because I would catch you before you even hit the ground. I wouldn't wipe away your tears because I'll make sure there's nothing for you to ever be sad about. I wouldn't love you when you look your worst because that's impossible. You always look you're best, even when you think you don't. I love you more than anything, remember that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-2149792594664234651?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/2149792594664234651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/stories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/2149792594664234651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/2149792594664234651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/stories.html' title='Stories'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-7221593499585724387</id><published>2009-05-22T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:34:08.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yeah'/><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To all the mother's in the world,I would like to wish them, a happy mother's day! May the Year of the Ox bring all that they wished for.And personally to my MUM,I don't need the moon I have the stars,I don't need the stars I have the sun,I don't need the sun I have the clouds,I don't need the clouds I have the rain,I don't need the rain I have you, MUMI love you, The Inspiration of my life.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-7221593499585724387?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/7221593499585724387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/7221593499585724387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/7221593499585724387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-5463827643253008924</id><published>2009-05-22T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:03:07.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some stories when u reaady u will actually cry'/><title type='text'>Love like u never love before.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When I fell will you catch me up?&lt;br /&gt;I will catch u up before u fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I will never let u fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Before you drop through the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; If i cry because of some sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Will you wipe my tears off??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; But If i cry because of purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Will you scold me because i cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;  If you scold me and i ran away from the house next day will you actually come and look for me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;  tomorrow??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;   But if it is my birthday, will you always stay beside me love me and care aboutmy feelings??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;   Before i got sad....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;   Will you save me if i cry and u save me before i cry??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;    This is a sad and quite romantic poem and stories..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;     Picssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;      From: Camen( Lovely angel))))))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-5463827643253008924?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/5463827643253008924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-like-u-never-love-before.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/5463827643253008924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/5463827643253008924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-like-u-never-love-before.html' title='Love like u never love before.'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-2946383508023251582</id><published>2009-05-22T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T02:07:31.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic loves'/><title type='text'>Happy Teachers Day and happy parents day....love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dear all teachers who have thought me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                             &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;    I would like to wish all teachers day happy teachers day in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I am really happy that i have teachers like you...U have really thought me a lot of information and knowledge. I have a lot of knowledge from you. I really thank you for all your kindness, helping and caring.Please always all teachers come down and sit and rest. And you can always be the best. Please be come and stay steady everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;If i dont have the sun, i can have a rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;If i dont have a rain, i can have a star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;If i dont have a star, i can have a cloud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;If i dont have a cloud, i can actually have my wishing stars and rainbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I f i dont have rainbows and wishing stars i can actually have my dear teachers and my dearest parents. My parents always care of me if i am sad or impressed, they will always praise me.... I really have to thanks my parents and teachers for helping me so much..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yeah I like all teachers and of course my parents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Father and mother ya.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And all my teachers........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Now is my turn to wish all teachers a very HAPPY TEACHERS DAY, and for parents it is not parents day but just wish my parents a very HAPY PARENTS DAY! All teachers and my parents please be come down and always be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:kind@caring"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;kind@caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Muah everbody.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Picsssssssssssssssssss!!&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/7989292667428938139-2946383508023251582?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/2946383508023251582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-teachers-day-and-happy-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/2946383508023251582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/2946383508023251582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-teachers-day-and-happy-parents.html' title='Happy Teachers Day and happy parents day....love'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-9045522005103998095</id><published>2009-05-22T01:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:40:38.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends for live and i hate them 1'/><title type='text'>My best friend forever......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hi everyone, i am camen... My best friend is Natalie Lee Ting Yee. I like her because she is very kind and sometimes quite show off. But like today in the school 22-5-2009 she dont friend me for a while.. She actually not really that smart but i still like her. She got number 17 in the class but i get number 13 in class.......She really is good,caring, happy and everyday.... She might be my best friend for live means BFF when she grow up and now. Anyway now she is also my best friend, but she still friend me alot but Emily said that her best friend is Natalie also. But when that time i heard, I actualy was so shock why she friend her... Because Natalie Lee Ting Yee told me that she dont friend Emily... Sometimes I also hate Emily. But when like today Teachers Day she brought a lot of tedbits and sweets i also took it..... She gave me three mint sweet and three kopiko sweet. I really must thanks her for being so kid to me although i dont friend her. But now I actually friend her a little. But I still must friend everyone i guess. I guess this is my time everone which i dont friend also i must also friend them....Here I will stop my poems now......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end her for my blogger.........Bye and thank you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-9045522005103998095?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/9045522005103998095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-best-friend-forever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/9045522005103998095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/9045522005103998095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-best-friend-forever.html' title='My best friend forever......'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989292667428938139.post-934147052277672845</id><published>2009-05-22T01:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:30:23.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989292667428938139-934147052277672845?l=camen-camen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/feeds/934147052277672845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-favourite-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/934147052277672845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7989292667428938139/posts/default/934147052277672845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camen-camen.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-favourite-friends.html' title='My favourite friends'/><author><name>Princess lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06509508824253730754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
