<?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-2596097799095090061</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:59:58.203+08:00</updated><category term='romance'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Confessions Of A Romance-aholic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596097799095090061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ShakespeareInLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12202324957212154039</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596097799095090061.post-1505440727337773428</id><published>2009-06-15T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:18:07.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Into Emotions</title><content type='html'>Since a couple of years ago, I've discovered this ability to somehow read into the actions of others. Subconscious notions that might equate to real feelings and emotions. It is virtually like peering into Pandora's Box. When one can decipher what it is like when someone does something, you can choose to use this hidden information for good or evil. Using it for good is something we should all consider, as in those amongst us who can "read". Touching others through obscure thoughts will make you feel incredible, once you saw how much joy that your apparent gesture brought. So to the rest of the world I would like to say, spread the love, sarifice and do it purely for other peoples' happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I also came to notice this connection that music has with someone. No matter how you feel at a certain point of the day, there are certain songs that can make you want to cry and let the sadness out, or smile a bright incredible smile, that can make those around you radiate with glee as well, so go ahead and experiment with the tunes that can change your outlook about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also wishing one of my dearest friends a Happy Birthday :), Angie, may you have whatever you desire in life and may all your dreams come true. Cheers, Becks!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596097799095090061-1505440727337773428?l=roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/feeds/1505440727337773428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/2009/06/reading-into-emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596097799095090061/posts/default/1505440727337773428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596097799095090061/posts/default/1505440727337773428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/2009/06/reading-into-emotions.html' title='Reading Into Emotions'/><author><name>ShakespeareInLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12202324957212154039</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-2596097799095090061.post-6246163471810873115</id><published>2009-06-07T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:41:53.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candace Bushnell I Love You :D...</title><content type='html'>This lady and her books are nothing short of phenomenal. Sex, Love, Politics, Money, Romance, Friendships, Relationships, Family, everything and anything is inter-linked to the plot of any novel she writes. I read Sex &amp;amp; The City as a teenager even before the show was made and I fell in love with the book so much. The characters came to life in front of me and their lives touched me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the sex, her books still retain many core values on femininity and strength. All her characters, the women especially are women of power, grace and independence. Take Schiffer Diamond from One Fifth, daring actress, never losing her gift, yearning for her true love. Victory Ford from Lipstick Jungle, fashion designer, strong and powerful, intellectually appealing and visually stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A journey straight into the female psyche, I totally fell in love with her latest book. All 400 pages were so appealing as I began to link all the characters that lived in the artistic facade of One Fifth. Tales of death, romance, money, greed and love anchoring many pivotal arcs in the story. At the end, we all come to see that we are all connected somehow, and that the things we do, usually have adverse or beneficial effects on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this to heart as you go about your day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596097799095090061-6246163471810873115?l=roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6246163471810873115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/2009/06/candace-bushnell-i-love-you-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596097799095090061/posts/default/6246163471810873115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596097799095090061/posts/default/6246163471810873115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/2009/06/candace-bushnell-i-love-you-d.html' title='Candace Bushnell I Love You :D...'/><author><name>ShakespeareInLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12202324957212154039</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-2596097799095090061.post-2600748396724117323</id><published>2009-06-06T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:13:49.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Female Warrior</title><content type='html'>Conversing with a friend recently, I came to realise one of the overlooked aspects of womanhood. Sometimes, guys always wonder, why women come up to them, asking if they are pretty. Well guys, as guys we just answer by saying I always think you're beautiful. Mollifying haha is the word for it. But personally I think when a gal asks someone that, she is doing this for herself and not the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend calls it The Female Warrior, and make-up is their war paint. Sometimes when 2 women meet after a long while, and after maybe a period of resentment, they might try this dance of one-upmanship or should I say, one-woman-ship :D. Changing of hairstyle, lip stick, nail polish and maybe a new stunning dress to show off her best features. Guys will use the "B" word is this scenario but I come to think of it as friendly competition. Men do it too, just not so openly haha, we should just realise one thing. To a gal we are someone to love and care for but to a guy, sometimes the gal is the best accessory to gain one over another guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to my last point about women. They do things so subtley, so "under the radar" that they use mental and emotional skills to make themselves shine. Just goes to show in our world, brute force doesn't get you anywhere and for that I have to Thank You gals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596097799095090061-2600748396724117323?l=roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2600748396724117323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/2009/06/female-warrior.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596097799095090061/posts/default/2600748396724117323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596097799095090061/posts/default/2600748396724117323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/2009/06/female-warrior.html' title='The Female Warrior'/><author><name>ShakespeareInLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12202324957212154039</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-2596097799095090061.post-4239151635383773267</id><published>2009-06-05T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:14:34.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>An Intro...</title><content type='html'>Basically, this blog would pretty much showcase all the thoughts, some of which might be deemed chaotic haha, as well as poems I've written. Deep down, a hopless romantic such as myself, wants pretty much one thing he thinks that life can be sweeter with. Basically, a gal to call my own. From what my friends know, I'm really unlucky in this area, however I've been blessed with a gift to help others in romance and I must atest, I do a pretty darn good job of it hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a new place, a new start, a new project. A place to share my ideas, my advice on anything, just email me if you guys need advice :D and also a place to share the people in my life I care for the most. Mainly 4 of my gal-pals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flor, she has a blog here somewhere lol my best friend, my BFF and my partner in crime. She's such a sweetie and we pretty much have tonnes of fun laughing, gossiping and talking about fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie is well, my best sis, she is just someone who is kind and very very patient haha, and she does this really funny thing with her hair, umm nvm hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Ling is someone who tells me things I sorta don't believe sometimes haha, but she has been there for a long while now and pretty much we talk whenever we can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, my classmate from MDIS, Rayne haha I've known you like for coming to 3 years already haha but I'll always remember classes as well as graduations. Always around should I need to talk and for that I owe you sooo much thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is just a brief intro into me and my life, things are slowly going to change for the better and I will post some of the moments on here for my friends to see :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596097799095090061-4239151635383773267?l=roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4239151635383773267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/2009/06/intro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596097799095090061/posts/default/4239151635383773267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596097799095090061/posts/default/4239151635383773267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roses-of-apathy.blogspot.com/2009/06/intro.html' title='An Intro...'/><author><name>ShakespeareInLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12202324957212154039</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>
