<?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-6543938282717181617</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:41:22.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>money.money.money</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shihsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16572899448879348037</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543938282717181617.post-234990144182864242</id><published>2008-12-26T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:47:12.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello,i am currently selling the following books by LOW KAY HWA.&lt;br /&gt;-to forget you&lt;br /&gt;-a photogenic life&lt;br /&gt;-journey&lt;br /&gt;-you are here&lt;br /&gt;-i believe you&lt;br /&gt;-destiny's cries&lt;br /&gt;you can easily purchase the BEST SELLING BOOK at only $14.00 each..so,wads there to wait?grab them while you can(:&lt;br /&gt;you can read the stories simply by clicking the titles on the right.withthat,its enough to tell you how good the book is.hehheh(:&lt;br /&gt;~anyway,feel free to e-mail me at &lt;a href="mailto:sing_91@hotmail.com"&gt;sing_91@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; if you have any doubts.will reply asap.thanks(:&lt;br /&gt;~and,not to worry..they are all not second hand book and are in perfect condition(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543938282717181617-234990144182864242?l=limmy-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/feeds/234990144182864242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/helloi-am-currently-selling-following.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/234990144182864242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/234990144182864242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/helloi-am-currently-selling-following.html' title=''/><author><name>shihsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16572899448879348037</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-6543938282717181617.post-1863770937216054605</id><published>2008-12-26T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:49:08.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"What if you have no tomorrow to look forward to?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUY9gSVQSI/AAAAAAAAABM/zRB87dOJ6E4/s1600-h/I-Believe-You.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284157182707056930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUY9gSVQSI/AAAAAAAAABM/zRB87dOJ6E4/s320/I-Believe-You.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"What if you have no tomorrow to look forward to?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joanna Fung is the envy of many girls: She studies at a top Junior College, has a girl-next-door look and has good results. However, deep on her heart, she holds a secret: She believes that she has a curse. She believes that every bad thing she said will come true.&lt;br /&gt;Jacky Wu is an ideal price charming: He is good in his studies and has girls waiting to hold his hand. He smiles every few minutes and often cracks jokes. However, he, too, holds a deep secret.&lt;br /&gt;When their paths crossed, an unexpected romantic love story takes place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543938282717181617-1863770937216054605?l=limmy-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/feeds/1863770937216054605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-if-you-have-no-tomorrow-to-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/1863770937216054605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/1863770937216054605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-if-you-have-no-tomorrow-to-look.html' title='&quot;What if you have no tomorrow to look forward to?&quot;'/><author><name>shihsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16572899448879348037</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUY9gSVQSI/AAAAAAAAABM/zRB87dOJ6E4/s72-c/I-Believe-You.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543938282717181617.post-6096954658930156122</id><published>2008-12-26T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:48:13.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"How far will you go for your true love?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUYxn8EFfI/AAAAAAAAABE/_UsGRpZAV_o/s1600-h/you-are-here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284156978602710514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUYxn8EFfI/AAAAAAAAABE/_UsGRpZAV_o/s320/you-are-here.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"How far will you go for your true love?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhou Jie Lun has everything in his life: He has a stable career, a loving girlfriend and a good life ahead. However, when he encounters his teenage first love, Lara Wu, in a coincidental meeting, his life changes forever.He falls in love with Lara again and their romance blossoms. Just when they think that their romance is a testimonial that a love story can be a simple “boy meets girl, boy falls in love with girl and they live happily ever after”, Lara starts to act strangely. Her mindset begins to shrink younger every two weeks: At twenty-two years old, she cries for burgers and plays with Hello Kitty soft toys.Jie Lun has to make a choice: Either to abandon her and live happily ever after with another girl, or to stay with her and live in despair ever after. How far will his love for Lara stretches? Till the end of time, or till the end of his patience?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543938282717181617-6096954658930156122?l=limmy-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/feeds/6096954658930156122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-far-will-you-go-for-your-true-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/6096954658930156122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/6096954658930156122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-far-will-you-go-for-your-true-love.html' title='&quot;How far will you go for your true love?&quot;'/><author><name>shihsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16572899448879348037</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUYxn8EFfI/AAAAAAAAABE/_UsGRpZAV_o/s72-c/you-are-here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543938282717181617.post-5418064700361166058</id><published>2008-12-26T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:47:31.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“What if you overlooked what your mother had sacrificed to bring you up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUYlQ6RdAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4vQ3WTmoBOA/s1600-h/journey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284156766262752258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUYlQ6RdAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4vQ3WTmoBOA/s320/journey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;“What if you overlooked what your mother had sacrificed to bring you up?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was ten, my mother called me “ah girl” and I had always responded to her. When I was fifteen, my mother called me “ah girl” in front of my classmates and I scolded her. When I was twenty, my mother still called me “ah girl” aloud and I ignored her completely. I know that, from her point of view, no matter how old I am, I will always be the “ah girl” who calls her “mama”.From my point of view, my mother is just an old woman in the house who lives with me. Her responsibilities are to make breakfast for me in the morning, give me money to spend in the day, do the laundry in the evening and switching off the lights at night. For all those things that she did, she will have the authority to scold me or ground me.Until one day, she calls me and says, “Ah girl, I’ve got cancer. I may die within the next six months.”That is when I realize that my mother is more than that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543938282717181617-5418064700361166058?l=limmy-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/feeds/5418064700361166058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-if-you-overlooked-what-your-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/5418064700361166058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/5418064700361166058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-if-you-overlooked-what-your-mother.html' title='“What if you overlooked what your mother had sacrificed to bring you up?'/><author><name>shihsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16572899448879348037</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUYlQ6RdAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4vQ3WTmoBOA/s72-c/journey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543938282717181617.post-6516974136372507866</id><published>2008-12-26T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:46:10.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“Why are we always trying to impress everyone around us?”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUX6uKEkPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vQWSav5-0OU/s1600-h/2daphotogeniclife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284156035379269874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUX6uKEkPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vQWSav5-0OU/s320/2daphotogeniclife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;“Why are we always trying to impress everyone around us?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why must I always wear different masks wherever I go?I am so sick and tired of my life. Who can help me tear away these masks of mine that are lingering in my skin? Why must I play the role of a strong daughter in front of my parents, a smart student in front of my teachers and a contented girl in front of my classmates? Why must I keep on telling everyone around me that I am the best, by putting on the multiple masks of disguise for different people?This afternoon, I looked into the mirror and realized that I could no longer recognize myself. My reflection was of a faceless girl, awaiting the next mask to be placed on.Why are we always trying to pose for the best posture for the camera, when we know we can never change reality?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543938282717181617-6516974136372507866?l=limmy-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/feeds/6516974136372507866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-are-we-always-trying-to-impress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/6516974136372507866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/6516974136372507866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-are-we-always-trying-to-impress.html' title='“Why are we always trying to impress everyone around us?”'/><author><name>shihsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16572899448879348037</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUX6uKEkPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vQWSav5-0OU/s72-c/2daphotogeniclife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543938282717181617.post-5411996121640852517</id><published>2008-12-26T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:43:31.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“How much will you sacrifice to save your loved one?”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUXgW8Uo6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ufxhagthf28/s1600-h/2ddestinyscries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284155582470988706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUXgW8Uo6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ufxhagthf28/s320/2ddestinyscries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;“How much will you sacrifice to save your loved one?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Destiny Wu, 23, has never believed in true love: She thinks that true love is when a guy is willing to sacrifice everything for her. As she is about to end her life on that notion, she meets Alan Nah. Alan Nah, 17, does not know what love is. He does not know how to love someone for he has never loved anyone before, until he meets Destiny. When they fall in love, Alan learns how to love, and Destiny learns how to be loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543938282717181617-5411996121640852517?l=limmy-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/feeds/5411996121640852517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-much-will-you-sacrifice-to-save.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/5411996121640852517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/5411996121640852517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-much-will-you-sacrifice-to-save.html' title='“How much will you sacrifice to save your loved one?”'/><author><name>shihsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16572899448879348037</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUXgW8Uo6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ufxhagthf28/s72-c/2ddestinyscries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543938282717181617.post-2047765001908557997</id><published>2008-12-26T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:41:11.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“What if you are forced to forget your true love?”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUWeSlh4AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Bw1-h1Om610/s1600-h/To%2520Forget%2520You%25202D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284154447430279170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUWeSlh4AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Bw1-h1Om610/s320/To%2520Forget%2520You%25202D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;“What if you are forced to forget your true love?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I met you, I wondered why all the lyrics in love songs were so exaggerated: Why do lyricists create such mushy and overemotional sentences? Why can’t they just write a good melody without those melodramatic lyrics? That is plain exaggeration.Before I fell in love with you, I thought romance novels were just so silly: Why would a person cry for another person for hours? How could a person wait for his lover for years? That is plain silliness.Before we became a couple, I thought romance movies were just so stupid: How could a person love another person so deeply that it became an obsession? How could one sacrifice so much, even to the extent of his own life, for his lover? That is plain stupidity.When I realized I had fallen so deeply in love with you, I finally understood that songs, novels and movies are just reflections of life, inspired by the writers’ true stories.Because when I decided to end our relationship, I realized our story mirrors a love song that I once heard, a novel you once read and a movie we once watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/6543938282717181617-2047765001908557997?l=limmy-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/feeds/2047765001908557997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-if-you-are-forced-to-forget-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/2047765001908557997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/2047765001908557997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-if-you-are-forced-to-forget-your.html' title='“What if you are forced to forget your true love?”'/><author><name>shihsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16572899448879348037</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVUWeSlh4AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Bw1-h1Om610/s72-c/To%2520Forget%2520You%25202D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543938282717181617.post-6649700923014373255</id><published>2008-12-26T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:20:37.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>about the author</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVURkZ8YM-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/frTc3N6KFuo/s1600-h/kayhwa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284149054926238690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVURkZ8YM-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/frTc3N6KFuo/s320/kayhwa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Low Kay Hwa is the youngest and most prolific novelist in Singapore. Between 2004 to 2007, he had written 5 novels, averaging about 2 novels a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2004, he published his first book, Destiny’s Cries, which is currently out of print. In 2005, he published another novel, I Believe You, under his own established press, Goody Books. The book received good response and was sold out by 2006. In 2006, he had also written two other books, You Are Here and Journey. His fifth book, A Photogenic Life, was published in July 2007. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543938282717181617-6649700923014373255?l=limmy-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/feeds/6649700923014373255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/about-author.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/6649700923014373255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543938282717181617/posts/default/6649700923014373255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limmy-books.blogspot.com/2008/12/about-author.html' title='about the author'/><author><name>shihsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16572899448879348037</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o51HizGF9XI/SVURkZ8YM-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/frTc3N6KFuo/s72-c/kayhwa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
