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<title>LOVE in its true and pure form
One of the...</title>
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<description>&#x3C;DIV align=left&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;times new roman, times, serif&#x22; color=#ffffff&#x3E;&#x3C;STRONG&#x3E;LOVE in its true and pure form&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;/DIV&#x3E;&#x3C;/STRONG&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;
&#x3C;DIV align=left&#x3E;&#x3C;STRONG&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;times new roman, times, serif&#x22; color=#ffffff&#x3E;One of the most touching and purest love stories&#x26;nbsp;I&#x27;ve read in a while..&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;From the very beginning, the girl&#x27;s family objected strongly on her dating this &#x3C;BR&#x3E;guy, saying that it has got to do with family background, &#x26;amp; that the girl &#x3C;BR&#x3E;will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;Due to family&#x27;s pressure, the couple quarrelled very often. Though the girl &#x3C;BR&#x3E;loved the guy deeply, she always asked him: &#x22;How deep is your love for me?&#x22;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;As the guy is not good with his words, this often caused the girl to be very &#x3C;BR&#x3E;upset. With that &#x26;amp; the family&#x27;s pressure, the gal often vents her anger on &#x3C;BR&#x3E;him. As for him.. he only endured it in silence.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated &#x26;amp; decided to further his &#x3C;BR&#x3E;studies overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the gal: &#x22;I&#x27;m not very good &#x3C;BR&#x3E;with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take &#x3C;BR&#x3E;care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I&#x27;ll try my best to &#x3C;BR&#x3E;talk them round. Will you marry me?&#x22;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;The girl agreed, &#x26;amp; with the guy&#x27;s determination, the family finally gave in &#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x26;amp; agreed to let them get married. So before he left, they got engaged.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;The gal went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, &#x3C;BR&#x3E;continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails &#x26;amp; phone calls. &#x3C;BR&#x3E;Though it was hard, but both never thought of giving up.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;One day, while the gal was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car &#x3C;BR&#x3E;that lost control. &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/STRONG&#x3E;&#x3C;/DIV&#x3E;
&#x3C;DIV align=left&#x3E;&#x3C;STRONG&#x3E;&#x3C;/STRONG&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;times new roman, times, serif&#x22; color=#ffffff&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/DIV&#x3E;
&#x3C;DIV align=left&#x3E;&#x3C;STRONG&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;times new roman, times, serif&#x22; color=#ffffff&#x3E;When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realized that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum cry, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth &#x3C;BR&#x3E;was just a sigh,........................ she had lost her voice....&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;The doctor says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her &#x3C;BR&#x3E;voice. Listening to her parents&#x27; comfort, but with nothing coming out from &#x3C;BR&#x3E;her, she broke down. During the stay in hospital, besides silent cry.. it&#x27;s &#x3C;BR&#x3E;still just silent cry that accompanied her. Upon reaching home,&#x26;nbsp; everything &#x3C;BR&#x3E;seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone which pierced &#x3C;BR&#x3E;into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know &#x26;amp; &#x3C;BR&#x3E;not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she &#x3C;BR&#x3E;does not wish to wait any longer.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions &#x26;amp; &#x3C;BR&#x3E;millions of reply and countless phonecalls.. all the gal could do besides &#x3C;BR&#x3E;crying is still crying.... The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything &#x26;amp; be happy. &#x3C;BR&#x3E;With a new environment, the gal learnt sign language &#x26;amp; started a new life.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend &#x3C;BR&#x3E;came &#x26;amp; told her that he&#x27;s back. She asked her friend not to let him know &#x3C;BR&#x3E;what happened to her. Since then, there wasn&#x27;t anymore news of him.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;A year has passed &#x26;amp; her friend came with an envelope, containing an &#x3C;BR&#x3E;invitation card for the guy&#x27;s wedding. The gal was shattered. When she &#x3C;BR&#x3E;opened the letter, she saw her name on it instead. When she was about to ask &#x3C;BR&#x3E;her friend what was going on, she saw the guy standing in front&#x3C;BR&#x3E;of her....&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;He used sign language to tell her, &#x22;I&#x27;ve spent a year to learn sign &#x3C;BR&#x3E;language. Just to let you know that I&#x27;ve not forgotten our promise. Let me &#x3C;BR&#x3E;have the chance to be your voice. I Love You.&#x22; With that, he slipped the &#x3C;BR&#x3E;ring back into her finger. The girl&#x26;nbsp;finally smiled......&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;Treat every relationship as if it&#x27;s the last one, then you&#x27;ll know how to &#x3C;BR&#x3E;Give. Treat every moment as if it&#x27;s the last day, then you&#x27;ll know how to &#x3C;BR&#x3E;Treasure. Treasure what you have right now, or else you may regret one day...&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/STRONG&#x3E;&#x3C;/DIV&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jun 2004 11:49 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Lalala sing.....
Friends are great
They...</title>
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&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#ffffff&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;Trebuchet MS&#x22;&#x3E;Friends are great &#x3C;BR&#x3E;They cheer me up for sometime &#x3C;BR&#x3E;When the day is done &#x3C;BR&#x3E;My mind is back again with you &#x3C;BR&#x3E;Oh God, I need a friend &#x3C;BR&#x3E;Just to make it through &#x3C;BR&#x3E;Another day spent without you... &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;Trebuchet MS&#x22; color=#ffffff&#x3E;And I don&#x27;t want to go on pretending &#x3C;BR&#x3E;That its going to be a happy ending &#x3C;BR&#x3E;If I should love again &#x3C;BR&#x3E;And, no, it will never be the same without you &#x3C;BR&#x3E;This pain inside me is driving me crazy &#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x27;Cause, its hard to love again&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jun 2004 15:09 EST</pubDate>
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<title>i hate insomnia.........................
no...</title>
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<description>&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#ccff00 size=7&#x3E;i hate insomnia.........................&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#ffffff&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;no sleep for days already.....&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#ffffff&#x3E;and my eye rings is spreading to my lips already....&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#ffffff&#x3E;then maybe i dun need a tan at all.&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2004 03:00 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Lost and all alone.
I always thought that I...</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/mishtyrious/journal/328093</link>
<description>Lost and all alone.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;I always thought that I could make it on my own.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;But since you left I hardly make it thought the day.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;My tears get in the way, and I need you back to stay.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;I wonder through the night&#x3C;BR&#x3E;Search the world for the words to make it right.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;All I want is the way it used to be&#x3C;BR&#x3E;with you here holding me.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;I&#x27;ve got to make you see,&#x3C;BR&#x3E;that I&#x27;m lost with out your love.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;Life without you isn&#x27;t worth the trouble of.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;All I want is the way it used to be&#x3C;BR&#x3E;I need you here with me.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;Oh darling can&#x27;t you see,&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;STRONG&#x3E;If we had love before we can have it back once more..&#x3C;/STRONG&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 28 May 2004 02:04 EST</pubDate>
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<title>At Night
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At night
At night I lay...</title>
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&#x3C;TD class=PoemText&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT style=&#x22;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff3399&#x22; color=#ffffff&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT style=&#x22;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333&#x22;&#x3E;At night&#x3C;BR&#x3E;At night I lay and think of you hoping my wishes and dreams come true&#x3C;BR&#x3E;At night I wonder can this be the end is this all that&#x27;s left&#x3C;BR&#x3E;At night I wish we could go to the way things were&#x3C;BR&#x3E;At night I lay and cry about the things that happened and how it all ended&#x3C;BR&#x3E;At night I lay and think of us, I mean you and I&#x3C;BR&#x3E;At night I realize there&#x27;s no more us&#x3C;BR&#x3E;At night I dream of us together again&#x3C;BR&#x3E;At night I wish for us to be together again&#x3C;BR&#x3E;But in the morning I realize it was all&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT style=&#x22;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333&#x22;&#x3E;At Night&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E; &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/TD&#x3E;&#x3C;/TR&#x3E;&#x3C;/TBODY&#x3E;&#x3C;/TABLE&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 27 May 2004 00:50 EST</pubDate>
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<title>oh man i just woke up.........i went for...</title>
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<description>&#x3C;P&#x3E;oh man i just woke up.........i went for supper with Kirk at abt 2 am then we went to west coast park and chat......&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;mossies everywhere, damnit.&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
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<pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2004 01:07 EST</pubDate>
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