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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>henri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11700379372292484112</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31214774.post-116163680427641583</id><published>2006-10-23T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T13:53:24.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST EXIT</title><content type='html'>Look at your hands&lt;br /&gt;whats there to lose&lt;br /&gt;whats there to gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;is it getting stranger everyday?&lt;br /&gt;(your face,your face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you even half the man&lt;br /&gt;you used to know&lt;br /&gt;Is there something you believe in&lt;br /&gt;and are you still holding on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a price tag on your soul?&lt;br /&gt;How much for you to let go?&lt;br /&gt;Looking for your last exit,you seems&lt;br /&gt;Trap in this ratrace that never cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father,i cry for You tonight&lt;br /&gt;Open up,open up her eyes. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;LAST EXIT&lt;br /&gt;Henry N.J.C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-116163680427641583?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/116163680427641583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=116163680427641583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;I'll dance in faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distance thunder&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be afraid&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing of Your grace and glory&lt;br /&gt;at the top of my lungs&lt;br /&gt;even in the darkest day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love Is Like...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;when I look at the moon&lt;br /&gt;when I embrace myself&lt;br /&gt;in the warm afternoon&lt;br /&gt;My mind paints a picture&lt;br /&gt;oh Jesus its You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When tears roll down my cheeks&lt;br /&gt;my knees feel old and weak&lt;br /&gt;pressure comes crushin' in&lt;br /&gt;pressure comes crushin' in&lt;br /&gt;my soul cries for mercy&lt;br /&gt;my soul cries out for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul cries for salvation&lt;br /&gt;salvation is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lit up my life&lt;br /&gt;filled up my void&lt;br /&gt;with hope pre-occupied&lt;br /&gt;Painter of mercy&lt;br /&gt;author of life&lt;br /&gt;Only You can answer my cry&lt;br /&gt;Only You have the might&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untitled...yet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,got the song-writing kick back again.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to draw inspiration for a song from our daily routine,robot-like working life.&lt;br /&gt;But writing a song for Christ can be easy&lt;br /&gt;coz' He never failed to amaze,&lt;br /&gt;never failed to inspire.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,no one deserves a love song more than someone who defines love,ain't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:&lt;em&gt;'Your Love Is Like'&lt;/em&gt; is incomplete.Thats only the chorus part.Anyone wanna chip in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115980664504294613?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115980664504294613/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31214774.post-115877535177563047</id><published>2006-09-20T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T11:30:03.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming with a broken heart...</title><content type='html'>I'm drained.&lt;br /&gt;Physically,emotionally,musically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work,i have to baby-sit a guy with 10 over years of experience in the business.Yes,a cook teaching a chef-de-partie what to do...i dun feel proud or 'hao lian' when i realised this...or when i was told to do so by my head chef.i felt tired and bad...Its doesnt feel good telling someone whos more senior than you(in rank n age...n salary!!!)what,when and how to do something...everytime.And it gets even worse when that person doesnt realised the situation...I MIGHT GET HIM OUT OF JOB.He is suppose to be 'THE MAN' in my station,but it turns out to be me,a cook.My head chef is damn pissed-off by it.I get the thumb-ups,he get the sticks.Its not my will to be in this situation...i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musically...Weiyang,pls...pls come back.Inspirations are dying out.Michel is doing a great job,but just da both of us...its not enough,Michel would agree too i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause sometimes it seems&lt;br /&gt;Like the world's closing in on me&lt;br /&gt;And theres no way of breaking free&lt;br /&gt;And then i see you reach for me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wanna give in,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna give up,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna quite the fight&lt;br /&gt;And then i see you,baby&lt;br /&gt;And everthing's alright,everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile&lt;br /&gt;i can face the world...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i see you smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuris...Thanks for the memories that gave me the right to think of you...everytime this song rings.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you...and i hate myself for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're dreaming with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;and waking up&lt;br /&gt;is the hardest part&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreaming with a broken heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115877535177563047?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115877535177563047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115877535177563047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115877535177563047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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encouragement in your improvement.Thanx.&lt;br /&gt;Work harder on your bar chords.You're on your way to become a LEAD GUITARTIST,yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Its not hard at all,to be able to play like me.In fact,its so easy.All you need to do...is to NEVER GIVE UP.&lt;em&gt;jia you&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be Slash and i'll be Izzy(Michel?McKagan lor,haha)&lt;br /&gt;or how about C.C.DeVille and Bert Michaels?hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie,Happiman...we want you to be back with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epiphany is a christian feast intended to celebrate the revelation of God to humankind in human form,which is Jesus Christ.Of course!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia Rock!Thanx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May our everyday be an Epiphany.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115618291488305836?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31214774.post-115609795086079447</id><published>2006-08-20T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T11:19:13.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BoXerS.b0y</title><content type='html'>Thanx WY and Sandra,they're REALLY comfortable...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that only MUJI produces good ermmm,boy shorts...G.O.D(Goods Of Desire)knows how to keep young boys(ya,me hahahaha)happy too...i tink i'll go checkout their stuffs 2molo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rented a book from an old-skool Rent-and-Sell bookshop near HollandV.&lt;br /&gt;The Adrain Mole Diaries by Sue Townsend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; reading!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;intellectual&lt;/em&gt; afterall,hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite,not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Offday For An Intellectual&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep early 2nite&lt;br /&gt;wakeup early 2molo&lt;br /&gt;readup the &lt;em&gt;Books of Timothy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;readup my rented book&lt;br /&gt;lookdup for &lt;em&gt;The Tales Of The Three Kings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitdup people that i'll love to hangout with&lt;br /&gt;and of course...Falter None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will sleep in my new boy shorts tonite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115609795086079447?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115609795086079447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115609795086079447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i'm growing old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause yesterday got nothing for me&lt;br /&gt;Old pictures that i'll always see&lt;br /&gt;Some things could be better&lt;br /&gt;if we'd all just let them be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,there was so many things&lt;br /&gt;i was never shown&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly this time i found&lt;br /&gt;i was on the streets&lt;br /&gt;i was all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Guns and Roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survived thru' quarter of a century on God's grace and mercy...&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday,old boy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115583292041082208?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115583292041082208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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la la la la life...</title><content type='html'>and takes no time to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;but it takes you years to know whats love is&lt;br /&gt;and it takes some fears to make you trust&lt;br /&gt;it takes those tears to make it rust&lt;br /&gt;it takes the dust to have it polished,yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Is Wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,Mraz is a genius with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you thought that you know a person very well.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you thought that you know what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you thought that you can handle situations.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;Life Mocks,sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know that God will not mock at His own children.&lt;br /&gt;He will not waste a single drop of our tears.&lt;br /&gt;He will not waste a single drop of our blood that we suffered from our fall.&lt;br /&gt;He will not ignore our call everytime we cried out to Him.  &lt;br /&gt;All these,come lessons that help us to grow stronger.&lt;br /&gt;To hold on to certain things.&lt;br /&gt;To let go of certain things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is wonderful,life comes full circle...when you know Jesus Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115532550881202455?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115532550881202455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115532550881202455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115532550881202455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115532550881202455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/2006/08/la-la-la-la-la-la-life.html' title='la la la la la la life...'/><author><name>henri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11700379372292484112</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-31214774.post-115498114855142889</id><published>2006-08-07T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T13:05:48.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when the music fades...</title><content type='html'>An old friend of mine(during my jamming days)entered a talent competition recently.He and his band didn't win...but they're impressive enough to earn interests from recording label for a contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for you,kelvin.&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to a dream ain' easy...but you've proved to me that its possible.All da best for your recording deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin kinda bring me back to like,6 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;In da summer of yr 2000(ya i know,its summer round da year here.juz wanna sound cool,tts all)...me,WeiYang,Michel and Sebastian came together and formed Sleepinfaith.We worked really hard on our chops then,exploring new ways or the ROCK way(tts our common cup of tea,haha) to play christian music.&lt;br /&gt;Any musician in da world will have a common goal...They wanna to be heard.Its not 'hao lian' or ego...its juz a musician thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for Sleepinfaith.But we were never interested in landing a recording deal,not even to score a gig...coz we knew tt we wanna do christian music,and will stick to it.Still proud of that,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WANNA BE A CHRISTIAN BAND.not a super band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Sleepinfaith no longer exist,but at least WY,mike and seb are still holding on the torch in the worship ministry.Whenever i see them play in service,i can smell abit of the 'Sleepinfaith touch' in the their playing,hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still holding on too...No one else beside God,deserves a new song.No else beside God,deserves our creativity.No one else beside God,deserves our talents...&lt;br /&gt;Coz all these,come from Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the music fades&lt;br /&gt;and all has slipped away&lt;br /&gt;and i simply come&lt;br /&gt;Longing just to be&lt;br /&gt;something thats of worth&lt;br /&gt;that will bless your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart of worship&lt;br /&gt;Matt Redman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115498114855142889?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115498114855142889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31214774.post-115488518821834263</id><published>2006-08-06T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T10:26:28.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>okie,its a bad day...</title><content type='html'>okie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First,i've decided to go and catch a movie 2molo...alone.Thats a BIG deal to me.I have a BIG problem with watching movie alone.nvm...&lt;br /&gt;Then...I called Nuris...she picked up,kept silent and played some hardcore,grindcore,satanic,wateva music for me to listen...she knows i hate that.I must have really,really upset her.&lt;br /&gt;Okie,nvm...at work.I screwed up.I overcooked a snapper(its a fish).I've never overcooked a fish before...I took pride in that,errrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down &lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hmm,din worked.&lt;br /&gt;will play my Baloche CD and see how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offday 2molo...not really looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115488518821834263?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115488518821834263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115488518821834263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115488518821834263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115488518821834263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/2006/08/okieits-bad-day.html' title='okie,its a bad day...'/><author><name>henri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11700379372292484112</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-31214774.post-115462716321099628</id><published>2006-08-03T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T10:46:03.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh,Brother...</title><content type='html'>my younger brother,Felix,asked me to teach him guitar...haha,what a pleasant surpise.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought of that before.Well,i always wanted to share with him the joy of playing music,but he never look like hes interested.Our common topics are like wrestling(my whole family are wrestling fans,haha)and soccer,never about music or guitar...&lt;br /&gt;But tonight,the first thing he said to me,after i reach home from work,is &lt;em&gt;gor,can teach me guitar?  &lt;/em&gt;...Haha,sure,more than happy to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been a good brother to him.I'm not a good example,never really done anything for him to look up to.So,i hope at least thru' music,i can offer him something...something that he can give back to the Lord.Oh ya,the reason why he wanted to pick up guitar...is to serve in his CG.Hes a CG leader in his church(CHC),and hes the 'xiao-ON' type,haha.&lt;br /&gt;This gave me extra motivation to teach him.We Are On The Same Page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha,but i got small problem here.He only listen to Hillsongs,PlanetShakers,City Christian Youth...he don't know whos Tommy Walker,Paul Baloche...Alamak,must listen to more of his choice...so as to make him feel more related.And he never heard of 'Give Em' All'...the greatest entry-level guitar song ever...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can Lah Can Lah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must introduce him music from people like Tommy Walker,Paul Baloche,Matt Redman...especially Baloche...coz my friend's dad look like him,seriously,haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115462716321099628?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115462716321099628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115462716321099628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115462716321099628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115462716321099628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/2006/08/ohbrother.html' title='Oh,Brother...'/><author><name>henri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11700379372292484112</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-31214774.post-115436703249529719</id><published>2006-07-31T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T13:07:06.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>déjà vu...</title><content type='html'>...monday blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Cafe Whatever.Happy to know that people over there still misses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being sooo sweet to me,even after i quit.Always ready to give 'love hugs' to whoever needs it.Marc was right.Your hug is one of the best around,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc.&lt;br /&gt;You're my brother.Despite our differences in race and religion,you are one man that i can truely trust.And i think you are the only guy that actually says you misses me.Marc is straight,and so am i...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see,thats why i misses Whatever so much.&lt;br /&gt;They are never shy about their feelings.Cute lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End my offday at Liat's Starbucks again...Can't help it,but this time round,i only had one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115436703249529719?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115436703249529719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115436703249529719' title='0 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things that i totally don't deserve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiyang.&lt;br /&gt;You lifted me up tonight.15 years of friendship.15 years of brotherly love.Always there.Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michel.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happened,no matter how different we are.For the same route that we had taken together,for the same 'tables' that we clashes thru' together,for the same 'chair shot' that we 'kana' together...Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My CG.&lt;br /&gt;Never give up on me.I am a lousy CG member.i mean,i din even attend my CG due to my work.But whenever i'm with them...They made me felt like Home...Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepinfaith(dyfunction).&lt;br /&gt;My personnel best band in the world!The band that developed my passion for music and the bonding btw my bros.It started because of God,it ended because of God...its all because of God...its beautiful.Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falter None.&lt;br /&gt;Because of you guys...your passion for music,your drive that came from God...Re-ignite my fire to plug-in my guitar again.A whole new vision,mission and passion.Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is it time to say goodbye?if so...i'll say it with a grateful heart.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks...goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;"The LORD is close to the brokenhearted; he rescues those who are crushed in spirit." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 34:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the Lord does not abandon anyone forever. Though he brings grief, he also shows compassion according to the greatness of his unfailing love." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamentations 3:22-26;31-32 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all...Thanks Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115402668976092980?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115402668976092980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115402668976092980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115402668976092980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115402668976092980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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remain silent in the midst of raging storm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the name of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He knows my name&lt;br /&gt;He knows my every though&lt;br /&gt;He sees each tear that falls&lt;br /&gt;And hears me when I fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows my name&lt;br /&gt;Tommy Walker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows...He knows whats going on...thats...enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115393501525466454?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115393501525466454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115393501525466454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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fustrustion,anger and disappointment all mixed up in a salad bowl...What a horrible salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and i'm tired...really...of saying sorry...whether theres a misunderstanding or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work,i had to say sorry for wrongs that i did not commit.For certain reasons,i HAD to,coz thats work.i understand...i said sorry...i tahan...nobody understands...i'm okie with it.&lt;br /&gt;At home,i saw my friend,i care,i share...All the right things went worng.Care n Concern became Sarcasm...Sarcasm?I don't know what to say...really.I'm defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okie,i will understand...&lt;br /&gt;okie,i will say sorry,someone gotta say sorry,is'nt?...&lt;br /&gt;Hi,is there anyone out there?vacancy for understandings...No?Its okie...I'm alrite...ya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many SORRYs do one had to say in a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris&lt;br /&gt;GooGoo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need one...just one to understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115385743837598175?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115385743837598175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115385743837598175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115385743837598175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115385743837598175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/2006/07/taste-of-lonliness.html' title='The taste of lonliness...'/><author><name>henri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11700379372292484112</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-31214774.post-115377330477222189</id><published>2006-07-24T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T13:47:37.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>XXOOXXOO...xx</title><content type='html'>XXOOXXOO...xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha,that must be the funniest part in NACHO LIBRE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fulfilling monday for me despite theres no jamming today.At first i thought the studio close early to 'bai ti gong'or'qi gue'(hungry ghost fest)...but then again,i think the owner is a christian...so,nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the aftnoon at Starbucks with 3 mugs of black coffee in a row.Sounds boring,but thats what i longed to do ever since i started working at Rochester Park...Coffee,lazy music,magazine,people watching...VIVA LA SIESTA...&lt;br /&gt;Haha,i bought a watch too.Its an old skool casio,and its GOLD(hard to find!),the 'eye-sore' type of gold...hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the 'main event' of the day(drumroll pls)...watch NACHO LIBRE with phy...haha,like something very happening like that.But thats s'pore for you LAH...End the day with 2 more mugs of coffee at Starbucks again.Haha,we end it with Starbucks again.Not really a BIG fan of bucks'coffee,just that they served better brewed coffee compared to their rivals...Marc's(WHATEVER) coffee is still the BEST..."Coz its made wif LOVE,bro...".Haha,WHATEVER's Dude n Babes,I miss you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats sum up my off day...Sometimes,fulfillment comes in small,simple package. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXOOXXOO...xx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...certain things are best left unsaid.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"每一次想开口但不如保持安静...".&lt;br /&gt;Lee Hom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kiss Goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115377330477222189?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115377330477222189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115377330477222189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115377330477222189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115377330477222189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/2006/07/xxooxxooxx.html' title='XXOOXXOO...xx'/><author><name>henri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11700379372292484112</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-31214774.post-115359379372103234</id><published>2006-07-22T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T11:47:41.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To make Happy food,to make people Happy...</title><content type='html'>"Well,you need a blue sky holiday &lt;br /&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lazy...its not that i hate my job,i love cooking.The feeling of turning raw stuff into food that people will pay money for(in my case,is quite alot of money),is simply,good.But for me,the real joy of cooking is to be able to put a smile on my consumers face with my food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experienced that before when i'm still with WHATEVER,my previous empolyer.Its a small cafe...very cozy,very homey.As our kitchen is an open kitchen,we are so close to our guests that instantly,we'll know if our food is the best thing that happened to them that day,or its simply suck.Haha.Luckily,during my tour of duties there,i've never been questioned why my food deserved to have a price tag.Instead,i got guests came up 2 me,asking for the recipe.They're happy with our food,and thats joy.Simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remembers that day when Weiyang brought Sandra over for breakfast at WHATEVER.I made them Home-made maple pancakes with chalky happy fruits(bananas and fresh strawberries!),mexican poached-egg rancharos and complete with cheesy pita bread...They looked satisfied,they said they're happy with the food.I tell you,i'm the HAPPY one that morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats my dream...To make happy food,to make people happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with my current workplace...definitely more 'class',the so-called 'new kid on the block' in local Dine n Wine scene...I don't feel the joy anymore.I felt more like a line production worker,rushing the food out to meet demands...I don't know whats goin' on outside,i don't know if our guests are happy with our food...I don't know anything...To be fair,the food is good over here...The papers said so,the mag said so...and we served like,avg 100 covers everyday...we must be good.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't feel the joy any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break from my workplace,and think...I can't go on and bluff myself that i'm still enjoying what i'm doing...I'm just wasting time...and time is something that i don't have.I need to think it over...I need to pray...I need prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt...sentosa today.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:Thanx mum,i love you and your group of karaoke aunties...Thanx-a-Thousand,haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115359379372103234?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115359379372103234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115359379372103234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115359379372103234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115359379372103234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-make-happy-foodto-make-people-happy.html' title='To make Happy food,to make people Happy...'/><author><name>henri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11700379372292484112</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-31214774.post-115325078136257326</id><published>2006-07-18T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T11:48:38.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wivies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3112/3366/1600/wives%20n%20kids.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3112/3366/320/wives%20n%20kids.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wivies.&lt;br /&gt;The Ibanez RG(my 1st electric guitar) is called Jiam Jiam,coz its a Ibanez...and shes sharpe,thats why Jiam.&lt;br /&gt;My mexican Fender Stratocaster is Shinas...she helped me to complete my 'Ning Chen Wu Dian Ban'.&lt;br /&gt;The brown Samick,given to me by Chris Lee,is called Kelly Taylor.Thats his favourite Beverly Hills 90210 character.Ehhh...I know.Chris belongs to the era where Amara Hotel was like our MOS,Luke Perry n Jason Priestley were like our Brad Pitt,Orlando Bloom.&lt;br /&gt;The black B.C.Rich Virgin is Nuris...coz i can't find a better name that suits this guitar.Shes...just...NURIS.&lt;br /&gt;My acoustic Yamaha is Samantha...simply because she got her neo-prints all over it and i can's get it off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thank God that i can play guitar.Whenever i strapped on my Shinas(shes my workhorse),i felt like a different person.She reminded me theres still something that i'm passionate about.I am not a good guitarist,but i'm a passionate one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanx phy,for helping me with the links...HTML,i've learnt that before...during my poly days.Given all back liaoz...thats why i'm a cook now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss my cafe...don't know when my cafe will materialised...maybe should start by naming it...Anyway,i'm a happier person compared to last night...wateva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115325078136257326?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115325078136257326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115325078136257326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115325078136257326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115325078136257326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-wivies.html' title='My Wivies...'/><author><name>henri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11700379372292484112</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-31214774.post-115316077331567263</id><published>2006-07-17T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T11:26:13.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the moment of truth in your lies...</title><content type='html'>"And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming,&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies..." (Iris,Goo Goo Dolls)&lt;br /&gt;One of the most beautiful song ever written...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kinda like...bitter-sweet?&lt;br /&gt;missing someone whom you're not suppose to?&lt;br /&gt;you'll think this song is written for you...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Monday Night Jam...Basket Case was fun with Michel,starting to feel that hes a better punk-pop/pop punk(wateva) drummer then a metal one,ha...&lt;br /&gt;YF Talentime '06 is just 'round da corner.Excitement in the air.&lt;br /&gt;PHY jia you!&lt;br /&gt;KW jia you!&lt;br /&gt;WJ jia you!&lt;br /&gt;YX jia you!&lt;br /&gt;JY ah...jia you jia you jia you!!!you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started to have doubts about Falter None.Not the students.Its the teachers...me,especially.&lt;br /&gt;Have we done enough for them?&lt;br /&gt;Are we wasting their time,efforts and money? &lt;br /&gt;Did we demostrate to them that worship music is more than mesmerizing drum works or swashbuckling-ish solos?&lt;br /&gt;Are we a good example?&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so accountable for them before...stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive..."&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;Scared that I can't contain it no more.&lt;br /&gt;Scared that people can read my minds.&lt;br /&gt;Scared of the moment of truth...&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing well,isn't it?yeah...right.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to tell myself that i'm not waiting for her to come online...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115316077331567263?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115316077331567263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115316077331567263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115316077331567263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115316077331567263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/2006/07/moment-of-truth-in-your-lies.html' title='the moment of truth in your lies...'/><author><name>henri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11700379372292484112</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-31214774.post-115307795425387240</id><published>2006-07-16T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T12:27:02.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love sunday</title><content type='html'>Every sunday should be like this...Go church,celebrate your best pal's birthday,realised that there's no work for you today,music from struggling(but sincere)musicians,sea breeze,found a friend who's willing to listen to your whinings,terrible cakes,better coffee,friend is still there to listen to your whinings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have the time to listen to me whine,About nothing and everything all at once..."&lt;br /&gt;A song that defines a generation of stoners and melodramatics fools...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks...for You have given me friends who willing to accept who i'm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna work on sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31214774-115307795425387240?l=quietus-fides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/feeds/115307795425387240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31214774&amp;postID=115307795425387240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115307795425387240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31214774/posts/default/115307795425387240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietus-fides.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-love-sunday.html' title='i love sunday'/><author><name>henri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11700379372292484112</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>
