<?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-7189704948067273079</id><updated>2011-08-03T00:29:14.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milli Vanillo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millivanillo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189704948067273079/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millivanillo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Milli Vanillo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087089316527638085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSudq_wgLY0/SjjaTutNMjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3MEagO5PpKc/S220/Image003.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189704948067273079.post-4175448720147161281</id><published>2010-05-07T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:45:34.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I had a dreamt last night. A dream about I am returning back to school! Ahhh, I know, I know.. it can be sometimes ridiculous or something but it’s still, it was a dream, I know. Maybe because I had missing a loads of my friends in the high school then I dreamt about the class room? Hahaha! Well, I tell you what, for your information, I didn’t see anyone (which is my old friend) for even two years since I was left my high school, can you be imagine that? Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So surprising me when one college friends that closest to me (I mean which is my good friend in my college) who is a friend to me too in a class room in my dream. Funny thing happened when my good friends, all of which totally different courses in college, was a classmate with me. Hahaha! Everything can be fun isn't it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, it turns out to worst thing ever when some of my friend are suddenly jealous (which is I don’t know who is the guy in my dream exactly but it's state there about the new boy student in the classroom) are totally likes me!! Hahaha! How so funny, is it? I can not think about it because I am sure I will keep smiling all the time. They are jealous of me because there was a handsome boy, tall, white and charismatic were likes me? Well, it nonsense at all! But I do admit that the man who was present in my dream was really totally okayy lah. Haha! Oh no, no, no. Don't think like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, I really hope so I can continue back for my dream about in the class room. And with the handsome guy too? Huh? What the f*ck? Lols.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l21dp0w83p1qb5y1s.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189704948067273079-4175448720147161281?l=millivanillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millivanillo.blogspot.com/feeds/4175448720147161281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189704948067273079&amp;postID=4175448720147161281&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189704948067273079/posts/default/4175448720147161281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189704948067273079/posts/default/4175448720147161281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millivanillo.blogspot.com/2010/05/dreamt.html' title='A Dream.'/><author><name>Milli Vanillo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087089316527638085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSudq_wgLY0/SjjaTutNMjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3MEagO5PpKc/S220/Image003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189704948067273079.post-2678671206535521980</id><published>2010-03-15T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T04:16:01.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friendship Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I remember the time not long ago,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When we laughed and shared it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We were the very best of friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Or at least that’s what I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I often wonder why friendships end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What happens to sever that tie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How can someone once so close,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just wave you off with a good bye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I must have been lacking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I must have been wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wasn’t the friend to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That you were to me all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I thought I was loyal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I know I was true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But something went wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now there’s nothing to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A friendship lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Is a very sad thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The angels weep instead of sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189704948067273079-2678671206535521980?l=millivanillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millivanillo.blogspot.com/feeds/2678671206535521980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189704948067273079&amp;postID=2678671206535521980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189704948067273079/posts/default/2678671206535521980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189704948067273079/posts/default/2678671206535521980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millivanillo.blogspot.com/2010/03/friendship-lost.html' title='A Friendship Lost'/><author><name>Milli Vanillo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087089316527638085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSudq_wgLY0/SjjaTutNMjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3MEagO5PpKc/S220/Image003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189704948067273079.post-2729235799578549778</id><published>2010-03-14T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T04:14:51.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can you just stop looking me like that? I can't stand it. You're just put it yourself annoying. Seriously, I'm getting hate you! Go to hell, bustards idiot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189704948067273079-2729235799578549778?l=millivanillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millivanillo.blogspot.com/feeds/2729235799578549778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189704948067273079&amp;postID=2729235799578549778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189704948067273079/posts/default/2729235799578549778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189704948067273079/posts/default/2729235799578549778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millivanillo.blogspot.com/2010/03/hate.html' title='Hate'/><author><name>Milli Vanillo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087089316527638085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSudq_wgLY0/SjjaTutNMjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3MEagO5PpKc/S220/Image003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189704948067273079.post-882399878511010033</id><published>2010-03-13T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T04:12:51.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is my new blog. Okayy. Sorry. It was not my new blog exactly. Well, I was deleted it this before. It's just something happened in a few months ago. That brought me to deleted this blog. It was the same Milli Vanillo here! Aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's really hard to accept all the bad things that had happened in our life, isn't? What we called it..., susahnyaaa!! Macam tulah apa yang terjadi sekarang. Well, this is just a promo introduction. Aha. I won't to updating my blog for twice. at the same time. It just for fun here. Enjoyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189704948067273079-882399878511010033?l=millivanillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millivanillo.blogspot.com/feeds/882399878511010033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189704948067273079&amp;postID=882399878511010033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189704948067273079/posts/default/882399878511010033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189704948067273079/posts/default/882399878511010033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millivanillo.blogspot.com/2010/03/enjoy.html' title='Enjoy!!'/><author><name>Milli Vanillo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087089316527638085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSudq_wgLY0/SjjaTutNMjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3MEagO5PpKc/S220/Image003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
