<?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-2852639589992627609</id><updated>2012-01-23T07:51:27.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>about me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brothmashima.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852639589992627609/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brothmashima.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bRoThÈr_mAsHÎMâ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12980875864487096257</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852639589992627609.post-1476695544797876755</id><published>2010-06-28T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:51:00.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(122, 122, 122); font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I used to come online on ym you were the first person I would jump to talk to. We used to talk and talk for hours and hours till the morning till when we felt like it was enough but even when we felt tired we still didn't want to leave but we knew we had to. I couldn't wait for the next day for the night to come once again so that I could talk to you once again, when we talked I felt so special so close to you. I could tell you anything knowing you cared. You were my  special best-friend. But I knew that I was slowly falling for you. Then we slowly started to like each other. Their wouldn't have been a day when we never used to talk. I wouldn't know were I would be if I couldn't talk to her. She is something so special..im hoping that we can always be like this and no end..because now u are part of my life..my nymph Azelia David..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852639589992627609-1476695544797876755?l=brothmashima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brothmashima.blogspot.com/feeds/1476695544797876755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852639589992627609&amp;postID=1476695544797876755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852639589992627609/posts/default/1476695544797876755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852639589992627609/posts/default/1476695544797876755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brothmashima.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-i-used-to-come-online-on-ym-you.html' title=''/><author><name>bRoThÈr_mAsHÎMâ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12980875864487096257</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-2852639589992627609.post-7047475496557677360</id><published>2009-09-07T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T12:40:52.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>..Forgive, But never forget,&lt;br /&gt;Love, And never regret,&lt;br /&gt;The one, Is the one,&lt;br /&gt;you will never forget,&lt;br /&gt;And will make you never, Want to regret....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-2852639589992627609.post-4036886859341515185</id><published>2009-09-07T12:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T12:10:21.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my hope..!!</title><content type='html'>When all about you is black with gloom,&lt;br /&gt;And all you feel is pending doom.&lt;br /&gt;   When your bones are racked with grim despair -&lt;br /&gt;   When every breath is a gasp for air.&lt;br /&gt;Keep on going, though you need to grope,&lt;br /&gt;For around the bend is a ray  of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ray of hope is perhaps all that's left,&lt;br /&gt;As your will to live has been bereft.&lt;br /&gt;   You've lost it all, it's just no use!&lt;br /&gt;   You can end it all, you need no excuse.&lt;br /&gt;But throw away that piece of rope,&lt;br /&gt;And give yourself a chance of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give yourself another day,&lt;br /&gt;Brushing aside what your thoughts may say.&lt;br /&gt;   This is your life and you can  make a new  start,&lt;br /&gt;   By ignoring the brain - just follow the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Taking baby steps in order to cope,&lt;br /&gt;And minute by minute you'll build on your hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build on your hope,. one day at a time,&lt;br /&gt;Though the road be steep and hard to climb.&lt;br /&gt;   The hurts of the past - they should be dead.&lt;br /&gt;   The fears of the future are all in your head.&lt;br /&gt;Just live in the present and refuse to mope&lt;br /&gt;Your life will sparkle for you're living in hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852639589992627609-4036886859341515185?l=brothmashima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-2852639589992627609.post-1481856985221547627</id><published>2009-07-10T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:49:22.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in light lost&lt;br /&gt;here retaliation for each world act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in sad there is hope yet&lt;br /&gt;exited in lost light&lt;br /&gt;there outside there, life so pleasant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is hope yet&lt;br /&gt;still also be consideration&lt;br /&gt;hope for the best from judgement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not this what i want&lt;br /&gt;full life's journey, BLACK STORY&lt;br /&gt;not this what i want&lt;br /&gt;In memory smudge touching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want continue living&lt;br /&gt;happily not become sin hunt&lt;br /&gt;lost the light&lt;br /&gt;grab to awareness&lt;br /&gt;no human strength&lt;br /&gt;God proprietor all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opposite lost light&lt;br /&gt;I look hopeful&lt;br /&gt;although hold all sentence&lt;br /&gt;drag joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost the light&lt;br /&gt;"let be experience"&lt;br /&gt;"let be freedom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                 10hb July 2007&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                            EXITED FROM CELL&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                Broth_Mashima&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                               thanks to Shahzul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852639589992627609-1481856985221547627?l=brothmashima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-2852639589992627609.post-6606849469094578708</id><published>2009-06-03T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:23:16.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span name="KonaFilter"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#800000;"&gt;Today, the leaves were greener&lt;br /&gt;Today, the sky wasn’t grey&lt;br /&gt;Today, the sun was brighter&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it changed today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, people transformed&lt;br /&gt;Today, they weren’t rude&lt;br /&gt;Today, I felt loved&lt;br /&gt;All just today, it’s true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I lived for today&lt;br /&gt;Today, was not for the future&lt;br /&gt;Today, was a great day&lt;br /&gt;Not menial, tiring, brutal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I laughed in silence&lt;br /&gt;Today didn’t make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Today, everything became clearer&lt;br /&gt;But, today, I couldn’t figure out why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, if everything changed&lt;br /&gt;And today, if it wasn’t a dream&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what happened&lt;br /&gt;But today will become everyday, it seems.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852639589992627609-6606849469094578708?l=brothmashima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brothmashima.blogspot.com/feeds/6606849469094578708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852639589992627609&amp;postID=6606849469094578708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852639589992627609/posts/default/6606849469094578708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852639589992627609/posts/default/6606849469094578708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brothmashima.blogspot.com/2009/06/today.html' title='Today~'/><author><name>bRoThÈr_mAsHÎMâ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12980875864487096257</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-2852639589992627609.post-6851628744790117294</id><published>2008-06-01T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T03:32:03.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LoVE~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love?... love is so hard to understand...for me.. at the moment i had a love..i thought i dont need Love...until i meet someone............hmmmmm..."..for the first time i feel my life filled with various... i do so many kind of trick to steal her heart...beginning from admire then become friend....bestFriend...and finally she accept to be my NymPh in My Life......Only happiness appear a whole day...how i really appreciate the relationship..... we date almost everyday and talking about family, own personality and Love.....even if busy with my school homework..... i still spend my time with her....only want to feel how beautiful the moment spend together to share something.... when together....everything is valueable...but my mind was so shallow at that time...everything started must be over...no matter it is good or bad...however the relationship end...its always brings a hope to both of us...we hope we will be together at the future....because... that time my family have a conflict... then make me stress.. it's affect our relationship...she's heart hurt because of me...and my angel... she's made a decision... because of my mistake...everything is over....is over... like game over...and counter terrorist win.....".......when i think twice... i think i was so emotional...EGO...and selfish... no matter what happen... the memory makes me sad and suffer....but.. no matter what happen... i had to accept it...because i don't have any choice..that's the best choice i have...hmm... almost 3 years already past..if i can turn back the time....but i never stop to think about you..my heart still hurt bcause i already break her heart.....maybe it's the ending of my love story... for me.. true love not only should to be together... she's happiness is the greatest present for me...even all the things make me sick...but, it is the best.. we can't turn back the time...history can be change..i don't know why i write this all...maybe i'm so emotional... but this is what live inside deep in my heart....................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852639589992627609-6851628744790117294?l=brothmashima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brothmashima.blogspot.com/feeds/6851628744790117294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852639589992627609&amp;postID=6851628744790117294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852639589992627609/posts/default/6851628744790117294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852639589992627609/posts/default/6851628744790117294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brothmashima.blogspot.com/2008/06/love.html' title='LoVE~'/><author><name>bRoThÈr_mAsHÎMâ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12980875864487096257</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-2852639589992627609.post-5991194080444146116</id><published>2008-06-01T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T02:12:27.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FaMiLy....</title><content type='html'>fAmily is part of mY liFe..for mE...parents are everything...my Parents are da best  person who take care of me until i grew up. without them, i'll not appear in this world. although i don't have much time to live together with my mother.. my father become a HERO...he is father.. but at the same time he is a mother for me..although i am a orphan..i'm lucky coz fortunately i have a father who never feel tired to take care of my family..now, i am 19 years old... and i wanna said that my father love never less....my father was very justice to us..my family was a pole in my life.. when the pole stood tough.. it's show that how harmony the family..but.. nothing is perfect... sometimes the pole will shake... but i always hope that the pole will never fall down................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852639589992627609-5991194080444146116?l=brothmashima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brothmashima.blogspot.com/feeds/5991194080444146116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852639589992627609&amp;postID=5991194080444146116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852639589992627609/posts/default/5991194080444146116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852639589992627609/posts/default/5991194080444146116'/><link 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