<?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-12815106</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:20:08.057+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is Sound.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hometownvanderville.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12815106/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hometownvanderville.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vanders.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13574612681197241453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-11/898675/nothingissound.GIF'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12815106.post-114933176379953718</id><published>2006-06-03T20:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:49:23.810+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A tale of two paths?</title><content type='html'>I miss my girl so.. All I want is to provide for her and begin a life together razing children that know the Lord and are happy as they grow. I feel that I really need to be focused on Uni and my studies in order to create that life. I want her to know I love her and Im working hard towards that. She obviously knows that. Its about making sacrifices. Sacrifices that hurt and are not the most comfortable but with a clear view of what the future could hold. When she loses faith in us, I lose faith in us. I guess its vice versa as well. This is a difficult situation and I have seen myself grow so much through the process. Maybe she does not love who I am becoming. Maybe the boy she loved is what I am happily leaving behind and now he's waving to me showing me what could be. And I am forging ahead seeing what is. I cant be the carefree, innocent, selfish, happy-go-lucky rockstar any longer. I have stared truth in the face and chosen to push on in Christs strength. My hand is to the plough and I cannot turn back. But will she decide this is not the life for her. This is not the future she wants. Or am I leaving her behind, neglecting to bring her with me? Prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12815106-114933176379953718?l=hometownvanderville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hometownvanderville.blogspot.com/feeds/114933176379953718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12815106&amp;postID=114933176379953718' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12815106/posts/default/114933176379953718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12815106/posts/default/114933176379953718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hometownvanderville.blogspot.com/2006/06/tale-of-two-paths.html' title='A tale of two paths?'/><author><name>Vanders.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13574612681197241453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-11/898675/nothingissound.GIF'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12815106.post-114925052566105737</id><published>2006-06-02T22:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T22:15:25.673+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Big bright new horizons.. So fresh.</title><content type='html'>So I guess it could be said without fear or hesitation that I am the worst blogger ever! Well, I know sarah understands this, as for anyone else, I dont think anyone has ever seen this except my beautiful Fiance.. Which is fine by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things in my world are a little crazy I guess.. Im off to start clinical placement next week in Sydney and I could'nt be more excited. What started out as nerves has turned to fully fledged excitement. Im just itching to get amongst it.. so amped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been studying heaps too, had my nose in the books quite a bit this week, but not enough really. I could have acomplished so much more. You know that feeling you get when you know you probably wasted a little bit too much time on things that were'nt too important? ahuh, thats me right now. But stoked anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Im tired. Its raining outside. It always makes me so cozy :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night Sarah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12815106-114925052566105737?l=hometownvanderville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hometownvanderville.blogspot.com/feeds/114925052566105737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12815106&amp;postID=114925052566105737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12815106/posts/default/114925052566105737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12815106/posts/default/114925052566105737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hometownvanderville.blogspot.com/2006/06/big-bright-new-horizons-so-fresh.html' title='Big bright new horizons.. So fresh.'/><author><name>Vanders.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13574612681197241453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-11/898675/nothingissound.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12815106.post-111590677552484405</id><published>2005-05-13T17:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:06:15.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed EMOtion..</title><content type='html'>So i start my blog in a swirl of deep thought and insomnia.. Crazy, huh, never really had trouble sleeping before and now here I am, my mind in a flurry. and im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive just returned home from malaysia. i've been here 5 days and i feel lost. i know God called me here, ive seen it in his promises, my heart just doesnt feel with me. i still know ive done the right thing, im focused, im setting a foundation for diligence and hard work but something is missing. I guess that something is in malaysia. maybe i only got stuff half right.. well its in the big mans hands, and thats just it. time is the key, i will wait and see what happens, and just chill and keep my eyes firmly on the prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess people will read this stuff. maybe not straight away but eventually? well if you are reading about me, i just pray that you will be drawn towads God, and see that through our trials hes waiting on the other end with outstretched arms..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12815106-111590677552484405?l=hometownvanderville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hometownvanderville.blogspot.com/feeds/111590677552484405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12815106&amp;postID=111590677552484405' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12815106/posts/default/111590677552484405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12815106/posts/default/111590677552484405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hometownvanderville.blogspot.com/2005/05/mixed-emotion.html' title='Mixed EMOtion..'/><author><name>Vanders.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13574612681197241453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-11/898675/nothingissound.GIF'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
