<?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-9119226579223630784</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:36:14.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristina;-"</title><subtitle type='html'>| noisy | naughty | nice | friendly | influential |</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dYAn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13023818363778188023</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9119226579223630784.post-5768834205952364031</id><published>2007-03-05T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T20:03:56.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I,&lt;u&gt;Kristina Dyan Rivera&lt;/u&gt; will be good starting 2:30 pm of March 5,2007 until 3 pm of MArch 9,2007. If ever I'll be EVIL, I'll treat some of my selected friends,30 php each.. =P&lt;br /&gt;I"M NOT ALLOWED TO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;say or even write bad words&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be Prangka&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hurt others(physically or emotionally)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;evil look ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;SELECTED FRIENDS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;MArk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Melody&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;April&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ginelle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anjo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angelo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Erwin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jikko&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dannielle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ninel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;O'cmon.. Can I do this? hehe. 300 php...OMG! Good luck..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;+.+&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9119226579223630784-5768834205952364031?l=kristinadyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5768834205952364031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9119226579223630784&amp;postID=5768834205952364031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/5768834205952364031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/5768834205952364031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/2007/03/challenge.html' title='Challenge'/><author><name>dYAn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13023818363778188023</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-9119226579223630784.post-7705642390396551771</id><published>2007-02-26T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T18:44:23.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UnAppreCiated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BdiPc_G-jNA/ReK3w25x21I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TLwZTT76Q7M/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035789383353097042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="202" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BdiPc_G-jNA/ReK3w25x21I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TLwZTT76Q7M/s320/untitled.bmp" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Even if I do things the right way, some would still be unsatisfied. Some will not appreciate what I say and what I do, and there would always be people who would let me down too.. but for as long I speak honestly from the heart. I'll be fine... This is not a perfect world.This is not a perfect life. Life is almost always unfair...but life loves the person who dares to live with it...&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/9119226579223630784-7705642390396551771?l=kristinadyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/feeds/7705642390396551771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9119226579223630784&amp;postID=7705642390396551771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/7705642390396551771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/7705642390396551771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/unappreciated.html' title='UnAppreCiated'/><author><name>dYAn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13023818363778188023</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BdiPc_G-jNA/ReK3w25x21I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TLwZTT76Q7M/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9119226579223630784.post-3919497398129432774</id><published>2007-02-25T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T17:13:46.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I feel happy today... 3 down 2 to go... hehe... (u won't get it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank my friends.. Especially those who are TRUE. Last year we formed a barkada "CURRBURRS"(long story).. So far so good.. Our friendship was put in a test and we all passed.It only shows that we are one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to introduce my barkada..Let me start with April. The first time I met APril, I thought that she's a silent type of girl. But once you get to know her; she's fun to be with and kinda noisy. Did I tell you she's creative? She's so amazing interms of craft. She's also generous, loving and a person that you can lean on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Next in line is ANgelo. We have lunch together since first year. FYi, He's not gay. He's the person who people call when they need stapler, tape, pilot pen...etc... or in short SUPPLIER... wahaha... ^peace^ He likes to sing(ohhh).. Especially old songs(yipee)..He's a responsible type of GUy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, MArielle. She's sexy and beautiful(ehem). She's humble and not "&lt;em&gt;BIGA&lt;/em&gt;". By the way, she's also smart and photogenic. When you look at her, she's like serious. But hey, she's not "&lt;em&gt;kalog rin yan&lt;/em&gt;". Whenever I'm pissed off, I draw awful faces. She's my companion(hush).. A person who understands me, always der in good and bad times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ahhh, Then we have Melody, MArk, PAtricia and Joyce. MElody is honest, intelligent and Frank. There's nothing wrong about that. She's fun to be with and also funny. MArk is intelligent, competitive,tall???(=p).... and, and,,, handsome(OHHH).. hehe.. I have a lot memories with this guy, both good and bad because in first year we weren't that close more like enemies.. At least, we are friends now. Uhmmmm, PAtricia and JOyce! A.K.A SPS(the meaning is ....)! Patricia is generous and doesn't know how to get angry?? really?? As in she's super nice.... Joyce is intelligent and sometimes weird.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I'm so blessed with this barkada. I have other friends namely Ninel, Erwin, Dannielle, Jikko, Ginelle, JOEy, Karlmay, Hannilyn, Earl....etc... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;+.+&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9119226579223630784-3919497398129432774?l=kristinadyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3919497398129432774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9119226579223630784&amp;postID=3919497398129432774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/3919497398129432774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/3919497398129432774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>dYAn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13023818363778188023</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-9119226579223630784.post-6012487466188306345</id><published>2007-02-22T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T18:18:02.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HATRED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;    For the 5 persons in class who hated/still hates me, thank you. Because even though you don't appreciate me, I learned that I have a lot of friends who I can trust and lean on. You're not one of them(I think), but I hope someday we could work things out.&lt;&lt;=PEACE=&gt;&gt;[[it could have been worse]]&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/9119226579223630784-6012487466188306345?l=kristinadyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6012487466188306345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9119226579223630784&amp;postID=6012487466188306345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/6012487466188306345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/6012487466188306345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-5-persons-in-class-who-hatedstill.html' title='HATRED'/><author><name>dYAn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13023818363778188023</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-9119226579223630784.post-2824005781100882237</id><published>2007-02-18T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T15:10:26.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^Forgive or not to forgive?^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;      Excuses for not forgiving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;          &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;\&lt;/span&gt;it still hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;          \He's not sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;          \He'll do it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;          \I'll teach him a lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;      wahaha.. so what's the right thing to do? Kahit paano may pinagsamahan kami... hmmm,, mahirap..Dapat rin kasi magchange iYon attitude nIya bEcAuse if he'll continue dat,,, well2x.. I don't kNoW wHat will HapPen...:) You kNow WhaT i Min..&gt;;) [history repeats itself]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;telling truth="hurts"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&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/9119226579223630784-2824005781100882237?l=kristinadyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2824005781100882237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9119226579223630784&amp;postID=2824005781100882237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/2824005781100882237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/2824005781100882237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/forgive-or-not-to-forgive.html' title='^Forgive or not to forgive?^'/><author><name>dYAn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13023818363778188023</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-9119226579223630784.post-7611902973744453832</id><published>2007-02-08T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T18:13:31.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~FACTS~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I try to be friendly so that people wud lyk me... I try so hard, but in the end of the day I end up to be the enemy... How SAd.. ;c hai,, (expectation=hurting yourself...) I commit mistakes, deal with it..&gt;:) wahaha...&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/9119226579223630784-7611902973744453832?l=kristinadyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/feeds/7611902973744453832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9119226579223630784&amp;postID=7611902973744453832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/7611902973744453832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/7611902973744453832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/wahaha.html' title='~FACTS~'/><author><name>dYAn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13023818363778188023</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-9119226579223630784.post-3029294452528560108</id><published>2007-02-08T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T18:15:11.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;_&lt; Live it, Love it, learn it &gt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello! Welcome... I am Kristina Dyan U. Rivera. I am 14 years old. I was born in Zamboanga in the twentieth of December, year 1992. I enjoy watching televison, surf the internet, and go shopping...wahaha.. Interms of my appearnce I am tall, fair-skinned with straight hair. That's all that I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my attitude? hahaha. People misjudge me. Some say that I'm silent, some say I'm weak, some say my life is full of colors. Well, you don't know me. Behind the laughter there are tears.. A life that I can't explain. Full of trials, people watching my next move, dsperately waiting for me to fail and even praying for me to give up. I just keep in mind that failures and problems are not some things that we should scared of. They sometimes lead to breakthroughs and new discoveries. All I can say is get to know me first before judging me...=p&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/9119226579223630784-3029294452528560108?l=kristinadyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3029294452528560108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9119226579223630784&amp;postID=3029294452528560108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/3029294452528560108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/3029294452528560108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='&gt;_&lt; Live it, Love it, learn it &gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>dYAn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13023818363778188023</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9119226579223630784.post-7245930730652200331</id><published>2007-02-07T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T18:14:44.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I made my choice..&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t there&lt;br /&gt;when your happy&lt;br /&gt;nor when you’re sad..&lt;br /&gt;I can’t accept the fact&lt;br /&gt;that we’re apart..&lt;br /&gt;When we look through&lt;br /&gt;each others eyes you&lt;br /&gt;intend to refuse me..&lt;br /&gt;Now I don’t feel&lt;br /&gt;comfortable when&lt;br /&gt;I’m with you, it’s like we barely know each&lt;br /&gt;other.. I don’t want&lt;br /&gt;to let you go, but if letting you go makes you happy then fine..&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/9119226579223630784-7245930730652200331?l=kristinadyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/feeds/7245930730652200331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9119226579223630784&amp;postID=7245930730652200331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/7245930730652200331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9119226579223630784/posts/default/7245930730652200331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinadyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-made-my-choice.html' title=''/><author><name>dYAn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13023818363778188023</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></feed>
