<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 06:37:53 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Harry At The Zenith</title><description>We climb and climb, and at the top we fly...</description><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-7274785016212294636</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Sep 2007 21:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-28T14:27:08.849-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sarah Mclachlan</category><title>I Will Remember You</title><atom:summary type='text'>This one goes out to all my friends at the office (now my former). I'll be missing you guys, and...I will remember youWill you remember me?Don’t let your life pass you byWeep not for the memoriesRemember the good times that we had?I let them slip away from us when things got badHow clearly I first saw you smilin’ in the sunWanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the oneI will remember youWill </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-will-remember-you.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-5823505480204445644</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2007 15:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-14T14:39:25.283-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Meme</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Tag</category><title>The Top 10 Things I Hate</title><atom:summary type='text'>Here's my response to PinoyAmbisosyo's tag game. Finally eh?! Hihi. Thank you for tagging me!Hmmm...lemme see...things that I hate...1.) Pineapple in any form! No hawaiian pizza for me, thank you very much. :D2.) Beer is equal to allergies.3.) Cueshé. No comment.4.) Spiders. Now that you know, no pranks please.5.) People who talk deafeningly inside moviehouses.6.) Too much sunlight / heat. I hate</atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/09/top-10-things-i-hate.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-3960208957796608560</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 15:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-13T08:28:22.638-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gary V.</category><title>In Another Lifetime</title><atom:summary type='text'>I could hold on for a hundred yearsWhen all else is gone I would still be hereIn a memory of things yet unseenI'd remember all that we've never been,And I cannot wait to see what life has in store for meIn another lifetime, it would be foreverIn another world where you and I could be togetherIn another set of chances,I'll take the one's I'd missed and make you mineIf only for a time my life would</atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-another-lifetime.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/RulVqLQTkJI/AAAAAAAAALg/wOZFnHi8v4c/s72-c/washington-ocean-shores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-3289346855089305791</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 11:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-04T04:06:30.970-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>It Takes Two</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Hairspray</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>OST</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Zac Efron</category><title>It Takes Two</title><atom:summary type='text'>LINKThey say it's a man's worldWell, that cannot be deniedBut what good's a man's worldWithout a woman by his sideAnd so i will waitUntil that moment you decideLINK &amp; GUYSThat i'm your manAnd you're my girlThat i'm the seaAnd you're the pearlIt takes two, baby,It takes twoDoo doo - wop!LINKA king ain't a kingWithout the pow'r behind the throneA prince is a pauper. Babe,Without a chick to call his</atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-takes-two.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-2800942210227966983</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2007 05:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-23T22:25:40.946-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Barry Manilow</category><title>Weekend in New England</title><atom:summary type='text'>Last night, I said goodbyeNow it seems yearI'm back in the cityWhere nothing is clearBut thoughts of me holding youBringing us nearAnd tell meWhen will our eyes meetWhen can I touch youWhen will this strong yearning endAnd whenWill I hold you againTime, in New EnglandTook me awayTo long rocky beachesand you, by the bayWe started a story Whose ende must now waitAnd, tell meWhen will our eyes </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/08/weekend-in-new-england.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/Rs5rZDhVEfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Fm52ida_0nQ/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-2264881134081867840</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Aug 2007 03:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-21T21:13:15.426-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Draft</category><title>The Bridge</title><atom:summary type='text'>Soon, I will be crossing a very weak bridge. Scared, I'm not sure if I should  r u n   through it, or just simply walk, s   l    o  w ly, bit by bit......I really hope things are indeed better on the other side, for I do not know if that bridge would be strong enough to carry my weight again on my way back.</atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/08/bridge.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/Rsu2MThVEeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ryN6fitNkK4/s72-c/humber_bridge_shot1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-6726166196356797012</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Aug 2007 17:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-15T10:33:01.778-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Brian McKnight</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>One Last Cry</category><title>One Last Cry</title><atom:summary type='text'>My shattered dreams and broken heartAre mending on the shelfI saw you holding hands, standing close to someone elseNow I sit all alone wishing all my feeling was goneI gave my best to you, nothing for me to doBut have one last cryChorus:One last cry, before I leave it all behindI’ve gotta put you outta my mind this timeStop living a lieI guess I’m down to my last cryCry......I was here, you were </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-last-cry.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/RsM4dEw9ACI/AAAAAAAAAJc/2JtYPQJcZ7s/s72-c/cry.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-1652882326891338548</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 04:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-07T21:49:57.702-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Hale</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Shooting Star</category><title>Shooting Star</title><atom:summary type='text'>Many times you've hurt me          So many times you've fooled me        But you'll be doing it again        So many times we've spent in        Too   many lives we've been in        But you're doing it again        To me the nights   have fallen        The lights are on and off again        Is there a chance that you   won't die        Won't die, with me tonight?        Like a shooting star to </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/08/shooting-star.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/RrlLNUw9ABI/AAAAAAAAAJU/GaN5P7oqrkM/s72-c/shooting+star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-6420914677920560809</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Aug 2007 19:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-04T12:55:14.253-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Keane</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Somewhere Only We Know</category><title>Somewhere Only We Know</title><atom:summary type='text'>And now, presenting the song that's been playin' in my head for days now. Keane is definitely THE band. I walked across an empty land,I knew the pathway like the back of my hand.I felt the earth beneath my feet,Sat by the river and it made me complete.Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.So tell me when you're gonna let me in,I'm getting tired and </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/08/somewhere-only-we-know.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/RrTUC0w9AAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/2GtWb4vPr04/s72-c/keane_wideweb__430x290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-7081007757269752456</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Aug 2007 18:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-07T22:01:29.880-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Meme</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Tag</category><title>My Simpsons Personality</title><atom:summary type='text'>Eilanna tagged me and guess what? Was REALLY surprised with the result. LOL.You Are BarneyYou could have been an intellectual leader...Instead, your whole life is an homage to beerYou will be remembered for: your beautiful singing voice and your burpsYour life philosophy: "There's nothing like beer to give you that inflated sense of self-esteem."The Simpsons Personality TestSee? When I can hardly</atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-simpsons-personality.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-9061539943840859228</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2007 17:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-19T10:25:32.382-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Vesta Williams</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Suddenly It's Magic</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><title>Suddenly It's Magic</title><atom:summary type='text'>Ooh ...I always thought I would be strongIf I made it through the painWell, I've been in and out of loveAnd it all hurts just the same, oh yeahLove can really change your lifeThere's somethin' magic in my world tonight ...I feel, so free, it's like a fantasyHavin' you next to meSuddenly it's magicOne look, one touchWords just won't say enoughWhen you fall in loveSuddenly it's magic ...I'm not </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/07/suddenly-its-magic.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/Rp-dklMjSHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/CCHNVGjQ7PA/s72-c/Kristin_Kreuk_071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-5251910308086613898</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 07:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-13T02:19:22.357-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Simpsons</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Simpsons Movie</category><title>I'm Simpsonified!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Harry SimpsonsWell that's me as a Simpsons character. Errr...I don't think I would wear that pants in real life though! LOL. Thanks Marc for teaching me how to do it. Subscribe in a reader</atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/07/me-simpsons.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/RpdDh1MjR3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/iaWUTP_orfo/s72-c/TSI2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-6226959739807347957</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 11:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-13T01:27:16.273-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Emo</category><title>The Ex-Guitarist</title><atom:summary type='text'>Seeing your former guitarist is a lot like seeing your former girlfriend. Why?Because you often see him when you are not prepared. When you are looking like trash and had no sleep at all.You see him in the strangest places. In the most awkward moments. Like in a mall's comfort room.In a public vehicle wherein the only unoccupied sit is the one next to him. Coincidentally, all the songs that the </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/07/ex-guitarist.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-7047299696099696821</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 11:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-11T23:24:02.871-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Harry Potter</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Tag</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix</category><title>Harry saw Harry</title><atom:summary type='text'>I've got to admit that when the first Harry Potter movie was shown, I didn't know what the movie is all about. I've gotten curious about it just because we share the same name. LOL. But I was really amazed and I liked the movie a lot, so I got hooked. But I have never read any Harry Potter book upto now. My reasons are in my previous post Harry on Harry. Today is the first regular showing day of </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-saw-harry.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/RpTO7xI3V4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/ns9FYs5qLiM/s72-c/HP.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-7196400668783596697</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 12:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-10T05:51:01.242-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>El Debarge</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Time Will Reveal</category><title>Time Will Reveal</title><atom:summary type='text'>What can I do? To make you feel secure Remove all your doubtsSo that you'll know for sure that you're the apple of my eye girlFulfillment of my dreamsTime, will show the valueOf just what you mean to meMore precious than silverMore precious than diamond rings or anything that I can give youIt wouldn't mean a thingIf you didn't have my love beside you there to guide you throughWell it is good to </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-will-reveal.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/RpOAPxI3V3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/snRSrmPYZEQ/s72-c/Kristin_Kreuk_035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-3140853935601694360</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 15:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-07T08:54:51.409-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>News</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Harry Potter</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>J.K. Rowling</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows</category><title>Her Last Words</title><atom:summary type='text'>British author of the Harry Potter series of books, JK Rowling poses for the photographers...LONDON (Reuters) -  Best-selling author J.K. Rowling revealed how she broke down in tears during the completion of her final book in the Harry Potter series. She also tells interviewer Jonathan Ross how she changed the last word in "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" at the eleventh hour. "When I </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/07/her-last-words.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/Ro-u6RI3VzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kgn_dTrCXQc/s72-c/capt.94c2a2ee5be64844a926599c1c6cd999.addition_britain_harry_potter_llp110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-2655930018198124058</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jul 2007 15:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-06T09:31:24.574-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>She's Out of My Life</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Michael Jackson</category><title>She's Out of My Life</title><atom:summary type='text'>She's Out Of My Life She's Out Of My Life And I Don't Know Whether To Laugh Or Cry I Don't Know Whether To Live Or Die And It Cuts Like A Knife She's Out Of My LifeIt's Out Of My Hands It's Out Of My Hands To Think For Two Years She Was Here And I Took Her For Granted I Was So Cavalier Now The Way That It Stands She's Out Of My HandsSo I've Learned That Love's Not Possession And I've Learned That</atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/07/shes-out-of-my-life.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/Ro5p2RI3VyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bTH1xWbKFeQ/s72-c/kristin_kreuk_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-3950272253174153245</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 18:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-05T11:23:26.448-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Smallville</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Fever</category><title>...The Wait</title><atom:summary type='text'>I want to let you in on a secret. I'm not who you think I am. In fact, my disguise is so thin, I'm surprised  you haven't seen right through me. I'm the man of your dreams masquerading as your best friend. Sometimes I wanna rip off this facade like I did before, but I'm afraid you'll get scared and run away from me again. So I decided that it's better to live with the lie than expose my true </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/07/wait_05.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/Ro01VxI3VvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/onbv5gT_lig/s72-c/K.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-6093433946194907117</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 17:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-05T10:42:00.685-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Quiz</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Blogthings</category><title>What Finger Are You?</title><atom:summary type='text'>You Are the Index FingerYou are ambitious, driven, and capable.You aren't afraid to take responsibility for your actions - or place the blame on whoever deserves it.You are honest, free thinking, and objective. You see things in your own way - and you aren't afraid to let everyone know about it.You get along well with: The ThumbStay away from: The Ring FingerWhat Finger Are You?Fun, fun...I'm my </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-finger-are-you.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-4498251487370869272</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 17:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-07T10:22:31.470-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix</category><title>Harry on Harry</title><atom:summary type='text'>Yey! 7 days to go and Harry Potter na! Got tickets already for the first showing on the first day - July 11, 2007...excited LOL. I don't read them books because (aside from the fact that I don't have the money to buy all of it) I wanted to see all the movies first before reading 'em. Trip ko lang. Marami raw kasing events na nasa books at wala sa movies, at ayokong mag "Bakit wala 'yung..." while</atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-on-harry.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/RovfeBI3VpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/41yKjBCM9vY/s72-c/070520072047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-5732643696088956961</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 20:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-03T13:30:59.872-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Never Be The Same</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Christopher Cross</category><title>Never Be The Same</title><atom:summary type='text'>It was good for meIt was good for youNow nothing either of us can say or doCan change the way you feel tonightSometimes love just slips out of sightJust one thing before you goJust one thing that you've got to knowNo one will ever touch me that wayThe way that you did that very first dayAnd I'llNever be the same without you hereI'll live aloneHide myself behind my tearsAnd I'llNever be the same </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/07/never-be-same.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/RoqxthI3VoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/NprtyM4Z9IY/s72-c/tvguide-kristin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-984110837108244730</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 09:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-29T02:46:04.786-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Vanity</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Meme</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Mga Kwento ng Lolo Niyo</category><title>How Vain are You?</title><atom:summary type='text'>How Vain Are You?You Are 53% VainYou're a little vain, but more than anything you have a healthy amount of confidence.Thinking the world of yourself is great. Just don't think less of those who aren't as pretty as you!Took that test (Oh, if only I could change the picture part) and, wow...am I that vain?? I don't think so.Ma'am Ai tagged me to enumerate seven things about me being banidoso so </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-vain-are-you.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/RoOzWBI3VnI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZbgmsLg0ZmA/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-8615947629727281360</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-24T08:55:14.721-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Before I'm Dead</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Kidney Thieves</category><title>Before I'm Dead</title><atom:summary type='text'> Moon hangs aroundA blade over my headReminds me what to do before I'm deadNight consumes lightAnd all I dreadReminds me what to do before I'm deadThe sun reclinesEats my mindReminds me what to leave behindLight eats nightAnd all I never saidReminds me what to do before I’m…To see youTo touch youTo see youTo touch youEpochs fly, reminds meWhat I hide, reminds meThe desert skiesCracks the </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/06/before-im-dead_24.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/Rn6Ty83MvQI/AAAAAAAAADo/0kG354z6y0I/s72-c/sadness-nibris-wii-screenshot-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-4368053797117954632</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2007 17:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-23T10:11:03.160-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Aerosmith</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Amazing</category><title>Amazing</title><atom:summary type='text'> I kept the right ones outAnd let the wrong ones inHad an angel of mercy to see me through all my sinsThere were times in my lifeWhen I was goin' insaneTryin' to walk throughThe painWhen I lost my gripAnd I hit the floorYeah, I thought I could leave but couldn't get out the doorI was so sick and tiredOf livin' a lieI was wishin that IWould dieIt's AmazingWith the blink of an eye you finally see </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/06/amazing.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/Rn1UDc3MvPI/AAAAAAAAADg/DJ_OVAKmOxU/s72-c/062320071720-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854692441358542052.post-4911469468316273299</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-20T11:32:17.809-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Everything But the Girl</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>I didn’t know I was looking for love</category><title>I didn’t know I was looking for love</title><atom:summary type='text'>I was alone thinking I was just fineI wasn’t looking for anyone to be mineI thought love was just a fabricationA train that wouldn’t stop at my stationHome alone, that was my consignmentSolitary confinementSo when we met I was gettin around youI didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you…I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you, honeyI didn’t know I was looking for love </atom:summary><link>http://ivanharry.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-didnt-know-i-was-looking-for-love.html</link><author>ivanharryfrancisco@gmail.com (IvanHarry)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8KhaI5pbw4/Rnlyns3MvOI/AAAAAAAAADY/kDsH-g72Db0/s72-c/ocean_pictures3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>