<?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-8207239984266104102</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:36:06.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English@Sbu</title><subtitle type='html'>For every cloud there's a silver lining, for every valley there's a hill, for every pit there's a cherry and for every challenge there's a corny cliche. It's All About the Journey, make the most of the road you find yourself on. Change may be inevitable, even beneficial but it's still a pain in the butt! Always hang in there! LOL. XD</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8207239984266104102/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~Amelia~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14238065469784674863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4C0LJo8r8kQ/SeRKD0eLxJI/AAAAAAAAACY/zOgC-hhA5z4/S220/Amelia+(+posting+)+model+.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8207239984266104102.post-6899556316459377944</id><published>2009-05-05T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:29:15.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ApPrECiaTi0N  /  RefLeCTiON (~.*)</title><content type='html'>First, I would like to expand my gratitude to our English teacher, Pn. Ng for giving us this assignment. Frankly speaking, this assignment does help me use my ideas and creativity in building my own blog. Through building this blog, I have learned that we need to care for one another, especially someone close to us or someone who means a lot to us. It can be our family, immediate relatives such as our cousins, aunties, uncles, grandparents, friends and so on. Some of us might also have Godparents or god-brothers or sisters, that means that they are not family related neither does their blood ties. It happens during the close bond between the relationships or friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I would like to say thank you to my parents for their guidance in helping me to construct a nice sentence so that you guys can read. Also, not forgetting my brothers, thank you for giving me lots and lots of creative ideas on building this fabulous blog!! They are my family and WE CARE for EACH OTHER. That makes us united and form a TRUE and FIRM caring tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, to my friends, I wish to thanks all of you. Thank you for giving me your personal comments. I also have to say sorry if I have hurt anyone's feeling. I thank you for all the honest comment and replies that are passed to me. I am cool about it, not angry. Anyway, what are friends for if they are not honest, right? Nevertheless, thank you for visiting my blog and thank you again for leaving your comments here. You guys are precious to me, including my family of course!! Till then, BYE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8207239984266104102-6899556316459377944?l=secretundercover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/feeds/6899556316459377944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/2009/05/appreciati0n-and-reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8207239984266104102/posts/default/6899556316459377944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8207239984266104102/posts/default/6899556316459377944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/2009/05/appreciati0n-and-reflection.html' title='ApPrECiaTi0N  /  RefLeCTiON (~.*)'/><author><name>~Amelia~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14238065469784674863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4C0LJo8r8kQ/SeRKD0eLxJI/AAAAAAAAACY/zOgC-hhA5z4/S220/Amelia+(+posting+)+model+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8207239984266104102.post-3570455732790536507</id><published>2009-05-04T03:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T01:02:20.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why should we care for our parents ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Why should we care for our parents ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;why ?? We should care for them because they have delivered us into this world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;they brought us up from tiny baby until now... They have provided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;us with food, lodging, money and many more which  is countless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;This shows us their agape love towards us. Without them we are hopeless and aimless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Our parents are important to us, they are always by our side when we need them, when we are sick and in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;They provide us with education, guiding us in our journey life and always give the best to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes parents will be nagging or scolding us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;probably, at that moment of time our anger may make us hate them or utter unnecessary remarks on them.    &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt; We might think that our parents did not love us anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;It's totally wrong!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" align="center"&gt;Do you know why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;They scolded us is because they love us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;they just want us to be success in our lives &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and be the best of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Actually, do you ever think about how are we going to repay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;our parents for their hard work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Yes, I do. I will study hard for my exam, be a good girl, listen to them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;obey them and try to do whatever pleases them because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;my love for them is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so big that I am willing to do whatever they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They have also sacrifice themselves for us, then why can't we honor them with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;for their sacrifices all this years ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;They had work hard to support us in whatever way that they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;can. So, I think from now on we should start studying hard to fulfill their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dreams and wishes all this years. Let's do this as a payback for their sacrifice for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Besides, we can also improve in our studies and achieve our ambition while we were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;still young, don't wait until we have grown up !!! Since our parents take care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;f us while we are still young, we can also take care of them when we are over 18 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;That is when we can find our own job...... we can treat them like they have treated us when we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;are young... but in future we can treat them like our best friends whom we can talk to and be comfort with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;That's all for today.... See you soon when I start to blog again. And also one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;more most important thing is don't forget to leave some comments. BYE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;To my parents,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Forever thanks to both of you for bringing me into this beautiful world that God has created. I promise you to study hard, work hard and to achieve my goal, so that you may be proud of us. Daddy and mummy, I love both of you as you are my all in all. I am very blessed to have a parent who loves and care for us which I will always remember to be thankful and grateful for every things you have provided us. Daddy and mummy, you are my life and I loves you very very much deep in my heart forever and ever. May God bless both of you with prosperity, joy, peace, happiness and longevity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Million Kisses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Amelia Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8207239984266104102-3570455732790536507?l=secretundercover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/feeds/3570455732790536507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-should-we-care-for-our-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8207239984266104102/posts/default/3570455732790536507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8207239984266104102/posts/default/3570455732790536507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-should-we-care-for-our-parents.html' title='Why should we care for our parents ?'/><author><name>~Amelia~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14238065469784674863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4C0LJo8r8kQ/SeRKD0eLxJI/AAAAAAAAACY/zOgC-hhA5z4/S220/Amelia+(+posting+)+model+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8207239984266104102.post-5814393113083712707</id><published>2009-05-04T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T03:13:07.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Caring Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4C0LJo8r8kQ/Sf8Gu_FcOmI/AAAAAAAAADI/bsY5KYmafbg/s1600-h/family+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4C0LJo8r8kQ/Sf8Gu_FcOmI/AAAAAAAAADI/bsY5KYmafbg/s320/family+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331987888107960930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Daddy -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My father's name is Edwin Chan. He is 48 years old. He is tanned, tall and medium size. My father works as an assistant engineering in Bukit Raja. He is a very hard working man. His job needs him to travel a lot. He is kind, loving, patient, helpful, responsible and caring. He always provides us our needs. This is how he show his love for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Mother -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My mother's name is Katherine Chew. She is 47 years old. She is a homemaker. She has fair skin, tall and moderate size. She has a shoulder length hair. She wears spectacles and she is a pretty woman. She is kind, responsible, straight forward, caring, compassionate, honest, helpful and loving. Most of the time she is well groom. My mum show her love to us by cooking some nice dishes for us when she has the time, she run the whole household by her own so that we can have a better environmental. This is part of her love towards us. Besides, many - many more good things includes teaching, managing, counseling and marketing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elder Brother -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My brother's name is Derrick Chan. He is 17 years old. His favourite colour is blue. He loves to serve the internet. He is The Head of Discipline in his Library Board. He loves to play pop songs- anime songs and he did loves to joke- trying to make his siblings happy. But when he is angry, we have to watch out!! Anyway, he has a high level of patient compare to us. I guess that is what makes him a good brother!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Second Brother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My brother's name is Renny Chan. He is 16 years old. His favourite is black. He loves to sing and listen to musics, whether it’s pop songs or classical songs. He also plays piano and finishes his grade 8 exam, same with my elder brother. He often collect albums from different popular singers- Kelly Clarkson, Taylor Swift, David Archuleta, David Cook, Vanessa Hudgens, Mariah Carey, Britney Spear, Craig David, Lenka, Lady Gaga and etc. That makes him a collector also, I guess!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Myself -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My name is Amelia Chan. I study at Sekolah Kebangsaan Seri Bintang Utara.My favourite colour are pink and purple because I think when they mix together they will be a perfect match. My hobbies are playing badminton, surf the net, cycling and swimming. My ambition is to be a doctor. My goal for 2009 is to get 5A's!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yours truthfully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Amelia Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8207239984266104102-5814393113083712707?l=secretundercover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/feeds/5814393113083712707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-caring-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8207239984266104102/posts/default/5814393113083712707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8207239984266104102/posts/default/5814393113083712707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-caring-tree.html' title='My Caring Tree'/><author><name>~Amelia~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14238065469784674863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4C0LJo8r8kQ/SeRKD0eLxJI/AAAAAAAAACY/zOgC-hhA5z4/S220/Amelia+(+posting+)+model+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4C0LJo8r8kQ/Sf8Gu_FcOmI/AAAAAAAAADI/bsY5KYmafbg/s72-c/family+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8207239984266104102.post-790732023372945070</id><published>2009-04-14T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T03:54:55.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter to the character</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Dear Caring Tree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I have heard about all the good deeds that you do in the story. I felt pity for you because all the things that you do, the boy did not even appreciate it. The boy only come and visit you when he has trouble. Then, after you had given him everything that he ask, he will dissapear for a month. You keep providing him his needs even though he does not care for you. This remember me about my parents, from the day I was born they provided me with food, water and everything that I ask. Sometimes we tend to forget what our parents has sacrifies for us, that's what make our parents sad =( You were just like that. You have given him all that you have, at last when you have nothing more to give him and when he has grown old.... He finally get to rest under you. From this story, we must learn to appreciate and be thankful to our parents while they are still here. Dun regret when they are not here anymore it is useless. It is also too late !!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8207239984266104102-790732023372945070?l=secretundercover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/feeds/790732023372945070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/2009/04/letter-to-character.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8207239984266104102/posts/default/790732023372945070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8207239984266104102/posts/default/790732023372945070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/2009/04/letter-to-character.html' title='A letter to the character'/><author><name>~Amelia~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14238065469784674863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4C0LJo8r8kQ/SeRKD0eLxJI/AAAAAAAAACY/zOgC-hhA5z4/S220/Amelia+(+posting+)+model+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8207239984266104102.post-1069919994509565702</id><published>2009-03-27T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:07:39.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Book Review</title><content type='html'>Title : The Caring Tree&lt;br /&gt;Author : Sheikh Hafsan Seylan Abad&lt;br /&gt;Illustrator : Raihan Munif Bahasuan&lt;br /&gt;Pubisher : Abad Ceria Enterprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This story is about a boy who loves to play around a huge tree everyday. He will climb to the tree top, eat the fruits and take a nap under the shadow. He loves the tree very much and the tree loves to play with him.&lt;br /&gt;   Time goes by, the little boy had grown up and he no longer plays with the tree everyday. He tells the tree that he is not a kid anymore and he does not play with trees.&lt;br /&gt;   He only comes to visit the tree when he has trouble. The tree is left alone and sad on its own all this while.&lt;br /&gt;   The part that I like the most is the ending. It talks about the kid that has grown old and felts tired and weak to go sailing anymore, and at last the tree is glad and smiled with tears.&lt;br /&gt;   From this story, I learnt that we must be grateful and thankful to our parents for what we have. Sometimes, we forget that our doing hurts. Let's learn to be grateful before it's too late !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8207239984266104102-1069919994509565702?l=secretundercover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/feeds/1069919994509565702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8207239984266104102/posts/default/1069919994509565702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8207239984266104102/posts/default/1069919994509565702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretundercover.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-review.html' title='A Book Review'/><author><name>~Amelia~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14238065469784674863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4C0LJo8r8kQ/SeRKD0eLxJI/AAAAAAAAACY/zOgC-hhA5z4/S220/Amelia+(+posting+)+model+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
