<?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-23668524</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:00:00.052+08:00</updated><category term='`~ the fallen fairy. it&apos;s too late..'/><category term='my seduction`~ do i even have it??'/><category term='finding my zettai kareshi`~'/><category term='facing the truth'/><category term='*my negative world is colourful=)'/><category term='our hibernating LOVE`~'/><category term='有种爱的肯定'/><category term='`~ the keys to my heart.'/><category term='`i hate myself~'/><category term='GET THE HELL OUTTA MY LIFE'/><category term='雨不停'/><category term='*`今天将会是最后一天'/><category term='it&apos;s my life'/><category term='a step closer to DEATH~``'/><category term='dance to express'/><category term='MARCHE`~'/><category term='昨天永远只是一个缺'/><category term='i dun remembered having used by my friends=)'/><category term='all i wan to do is find a way back into LOVE____**~'/><category term='**i wanna club and smoke all day long ~'/><category term='NOBODY is my name'/><category term='ALL I WANNA SAY**______'/><category term='armageddon`~'/><category term='**_ you are my zettai kareshii _**'/><category term='`~**__爱要耐心等待**仔细寻**感觉很重要|||||'/><category term='~my last goodbye to my baichii dear.'/><category term='Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.'/><category term='Testing 123'/><category term='眼泪在昨天'/><category term='i dare not dream anymore~*'/><category term='my randoms rants**_'/><category term='`~my flaws. i never gonna be a special one.'/><category term='7 days to my B&apos;s bdae ;D'/><category term='U SUCKER* 感动只是一种情绪的反覆*'/><category term='***addicted to hip-hop dancing`~'/><category term='4 Minutes - MUZIK'/><category term='_reminising the days**~'/><category term='都是因为有你'/><category term='SCARED`~'/><category term='`THE REBEL FAIRY~  i love the sounds of music...'/><category term='it hurts badly``~'/><category term='HUGS NEEDED``'/><category term='a smile from you to me=)'/><category term='shortiie zhuu and baka`~ how long will this last?'/><category term='basketball fever coming over me.'/><category term='not to impress**_'/><category term='`im afraid im starting to feel`'/><title type='text'>**purple tears of the girl**~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-5462588837215175636</id><published>2009-11-09T23:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:33:49.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Minutes - MUZIK'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Recently having a fetish with K POP! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lemme introduce to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 MINUTES!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;they rock my socks off and made me wanna go back to dancing again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M1_pbnXWr2k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M1_pbnXWr2k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cool Ain It?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P.S Life isnt a melody accompanied by a ballerina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-5462588837215175636?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/5462588837215175636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=5462588837215175636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/5462588837215175636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/5462588837215175636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/11/recently-having-fetish-with-k-pop-lemme.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-2440814881176690738</id><published>2009-10-31T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:45:03.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s my life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Dota &amp;amp; Dota! I jus love to dota. LOLOL. now waiting for the lazy pig to wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;we got a bbq to attend u know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Roars!~ he must have played dota till veh veh late yst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Zzz. i have sho many things i want to do and all involve $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Gonna b broke broke broke. i need to find a job real quick! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Recently, im veh busy watching animal planet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;their stories really inspires me real lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;yst was ailibaba's last day in O&amp;amp;O. missed her real damn soon T^T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;i know im gonna miss lunching with her lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;my life revolving ard work and im sitting here with no aim and whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;desperately need to find a good company that offers me a better pay with good pple ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;life totally suck for me. how i wished i would go back to study days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;okok. gotta call lazy pig!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398635665654515490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SuvOiOMXhyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZfoPNI0wHJQ/s320/SNC00382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aint she cute? she must have been one of the cutest things alive ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;p.s i sho wanna get a tattoo&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&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/23668524-2440814881176690738?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/2440814881176690738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=2440814881176690738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/2440814881176690738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/2440814881176690738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/10/dota-dota-i-jus-love-to-dota.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/SuvOiOMXhyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZfoPNI0wHJQ/s72-c/SNC00382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-3704858532090838384</id><published>2009-10-31T02:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:59:11.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testing 123'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Testing Testing 123! My blog is ready. lalalalala~ long time no blog le. busy working ;DD spend me 2 hr doing it. LOLOL. neways went amk hub for a few shop shop and got a checkered shirt i liked alot ;) and a off shoulder type shirt, going to sleep, Ja-ku-son bdae tday. Gona doze off. Tatata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Must rmb to repair my omnia chui and prepare to get another new phone! yaahhwee!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-3704858532090838384?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/3704858532090838384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=3704858532090838384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/3704858532090838384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/3704858532090838384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/10/testing-testing-123-my-blog-is-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-4396467231693430446</id><published>2009-05-15T02:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T03:10:25.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 days to my B&apos;s bdae ;D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;just finished my rounds of dota a few hours ago. have been planning B's bdae =) it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;coming in a week time!! although we are together for 2 years le, it's the first time im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;celebrating his bdae with him as his gf -.- cos last year we broke up a few months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;(but nevertheless i still got give him prezzies kies?) omg, have to scrimp and save for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;his bdae le. payday's due only 1st june, so no more expensive prezzies for him =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;(yeah! save money ;X) well, i gave him RAZER LACHESIS last year kays, and it cost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;me 119 bucks for that dota mouse. -.- it's also a day which i get to know him and we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;fell for each other. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;some said they reckon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;our relationship will nt last, perhaps 2 to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3 months. but we are going steady for near &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;to 2 years le. although with alot of ups &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and down, 3rd party interfering in. but i can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;see it in his eyes, that he LOVES me ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;(excluding my attps) there are places we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;longed to go, but he's still a student, so i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cant expect much from him, like paying for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the dates all these. i dont care about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;money, all i cared is that he is willing to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;accompany me to every corner in the earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;that i desired to be in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;well, i realised he taught me alot of things, taught me that maintaining a relationships &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;relys on mutual understanding, alot of giving in and not expecting a taking. while im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;giving in to him, he too, is giving in to me. but sometimes our love is simple as a plain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;water. no sweet messages, no hogging on the phone and talking for hours and hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but he say's it's due to we have been together for very long, we understands each &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;other. indeed he understands me alot more than i understand him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we did a question and answer on each other that day while eating yong tau foo. this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;is how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: okay, i ask a question about me and you answer, then later u ask me, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Him: okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: What is my favourite drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Him: Ice lemon tea (correct)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: What is my favourite fastfood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Him: KFC. DUH!(correct again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: what drinks do i liked to drink when i eat at LJS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Him: Ice lemon tea (correct!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: what drinks do i liked to drink when i eat at MOS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Him: Ice milk tea (correct!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: what drinks do i liked to drink when i eat at KFC?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Him: *rolls eyes* Ice lemon tea lah!! (correct!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: what drinks do i liked to drink when i eat at sakae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Him: ehh. the hot drink one, forget the name le. oh ya! hot green tea! (absolutely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;correct!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Him: see! i tell you i know you le. i ask you about me you sure wrong de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: okok ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Him: hmm. wait i tink. ehh. what is the job i dreamed of becoming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: ehh. OH! a WCG dota player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Him: WRONG LAH! Pilot!! that time i tell you le u still dunno!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so even a twitch in my eyes and he knows what im thinking. sometimes being with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;person who knows exactly what you are planning is so boring. NO SURPRISES~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335752238268478898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SgxmZAN89bI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NRK2zBb5Vko/s320/IMG0043A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;My DUA PIE KIA~ pardon me, cos i only have a few photos of him, he didnt liked to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;take photos much cos he's vain =X he tinks he's ugly when he takes photos. (indeed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;he is ugly ;X) but in my heart, he will be the one that has taught me the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;most things. wanna spend his nineteenth birthday with him on 22May. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;COUNT DOWN: 7 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-4396467231693430446?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/4396467231693430446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=4396467231693430446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/4396467231693430446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/4396467231693430446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-finished-my-rounds-of-dota-few.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/SgxmZAN89bI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NRK2zBb5Vko/s72-c/IMG0043A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-8679971010900323675</id><published>2009-05-13T00:15:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:52:09.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雨不停'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;我一直爱着过去 爱着你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;而我的泪就好像&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;雨从不会停&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;不想要再去压抑 我的心&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;那些曾经我选择相信&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;FINALLY, a zellion years and i have finally finally found this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's not the actual one but this is like way nicer than the actual one she's singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;have been figuring how to use FACEBOOK =____='''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i know im WOLS but didnt really liked FB. (ehh. i meant facebook not foreign bodz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;working days has ended and i have revert back to the jobless holidays ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;neway, im gonna get my pay only in 1st june T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;peniless now! PLEASE DONT JIO ME OUT TO EXPENSIVE PLACES~ =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334975902856395826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SgmkUVcGPDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/4-MvoV-0qTA/s320/38210115258384l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;to all the guys out there, dont ever make your girlfriend cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TH OL' DAZE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;nobody believed i used to play bball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;nobody believed i used to look like a BOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;nobody believed i used to look like a punk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;nobody believed i cut my hair so short and i still kinda missed it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SO IM GONNA SHOW U MY OL' PHOTOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;a prove that i have, and i missed my spiked hair great deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334978469793408434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SgmmpwBkpbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wyvQzfljxZU/s320/21-10-05_1920.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Taken @ RGT grad ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i tot we will nvr see each other agn and we end up contacting each other till now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;MY CLIQUES AKA AILIBABA, THE HEAD OF THE GANG ;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;dun play play or she can throw a table at your face ;XX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334978811766668162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/Sgmm9p-We4I/AAAAAAAAAJo/QSBklMMv0Ls/s320/20001188227718l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i tot we will be contacting each other but somehow we just didnt managed to keep in contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;LOOK HOW PUNK AM I IN MY OL' DAYZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;dont ask me what is mascara that time, cos i didnt even know what that then! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334978474531256498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SgmmqBrKeLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/2_S0qjLQZJw/s320/02-12-05_2051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ehh. prom day with ailibaba. and i dyed my hair brown with my hair spiked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and im wear a dress! VOMITS A HUNDREDTH TIME~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i look like some guy in prom dress. LOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334978482029330370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/Sgmmqdm1_8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/K9aIepHp0Wo/s320/DSCN0544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;MEOW AND ME. isnt she cute?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my hair's gold and it matches with her. MUACKS HER X1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334978480268595810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SgmmqXDDUmI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EaidEEzFibo/s320/Image(164).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the hands -.- seem that i have been doing a great deal of bballing that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh ya, i also trained at the gym. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334978483078903490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SgmmqhhFNsI/AAAAAAAAAJg/rL8oXQsdkUg/s320/3374416286334l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we went back to RGT. and we have DIMPLES~ ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;AWW, missed my fabulous spikes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334978814560286082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/Sgmm90YZtYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/rgQwPdw5Dr4/s320/haha+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAMTARO AND AILIBABA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i scanned the neoprints until my eyes pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;THEY ARE SO SMALL~ @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334978813993527698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/Sgmm9yRRqZI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/AWZ6TqaxTgk/s320/img052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;eunice, ailibaba, me, and MJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SUPER URBER SMALL NEOPRINT! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334978816182219938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/Sgmm96bGdKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2r22IZ9B--M/s320/DSC00911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;OMFG~! i liked this photo cos we looked retarded =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;im singing she dunno doing what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;mayb too mesmerized by my voices ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/Sgmm-BNpTjI/AAAAAAAAAKI/L3XsfCDfk7g/s1600-h/img074.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334978818004831794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/Sgmm-BNpTjI/AAAAAAAAAKI/L3XsfCDfk7g/s320/img074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay. cant wear the white pants anymore. it's dropping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;either i grow thinner (*SMILES*) or i wash till the pants expand (*SOBS*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i remembered we took very long to figure how the machine works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334986154103060242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SgmtpCTwtxI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3ZfB6--Hqgs/s320/DSC00670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;RETARD FACE, BUT NO PHOTOS LE. I DONT CAMWHORE~ LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334986154455250994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SgmtpDnuuDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/my70VWFiFjE/s320/DSC00037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;if you noticed, i have a love shape on my cheeks! =) not many pple can do that heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334986161478961026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SgmtpdyUB4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/g_idL38zWJQ/s320/SNC00130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;MOST RECENT I CAN FIND.. LOOL. SPIKED TO EXTENSIONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;GOLD HAIR TO BROWN HAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SHORT TO LONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;BERMUDAS TO SHORTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SLIPPERS TO HEELS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;NO MAKE UP TO MAKE UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;NO NAIL COLOR TO BLACK NAILS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAVE CHANGED ALOT INDEED..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-8679971010900323675?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/8679971010900323675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=8679971010900323675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8679971010900323675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8679971010900323675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-zellion-years-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/SgmkUVcGPDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/4-MvoV-0qTA/s72-c/38210115258384l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-498796761779423429</id><published>2009-05-07T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:35:34.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some people want it all&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But I don't want nothing at all&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If it ain't you baby&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If I ain't got you baby&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some people want diamond rings&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some just want everything&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But everything means nothing&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If I ain't got you&lt;p&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/23668524-498796761779423429?l=leeniel0ves.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-23668524.post-7988406616659903701</id><published>2009-05-06T23:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:33:33.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facing the truth'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;WHY CANT I SEE THE FACT THAT YOU DONT LOVE ME &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYMORE? WHY CANT I? WHY CANT I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;working days, made me stressed and tired out. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i realised that, i just cant lie to customers jus to pump sales up &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;im not that type. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4 more days left and i will be outta this hell.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont wan to lie anymore. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cos i dont wanna pretend nothing's gone wrong &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;like a ballerina dancing the wrong steps. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but still she keeps a smile on her face. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cos i know the cold cruel truth that's within me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU DONT LOVE ME ANYMORE.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-7988406616659903701?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/7988406616659903701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=7988406616659903701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/7988406616659903701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/7988406616659903701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-cant-i-see-fact-that-you-dont-love.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-8149674983907211064</id><published>2009-04-29T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:48:08.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCARED`~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes i feel that our love is jus like rain in the rainy day. it comes and goes as it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wishes. our love, changed from simplicity love to sacastic and expect each another to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;change kinda love. sometimes i feel tired, sad and so demoralised. i sometimes feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that you expect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; too much from me that i feel like running away. this is the ferst time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im actually scared of talking, cos im scared i'll make you mad agn by talking. im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;scared im scared im scared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-8149674983907211064?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/8149674983907211064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=8149674983907211064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8149674983907211064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8149674983907211064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-i-feel-that-our-love-is-jus.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-5540380215588483303</id><published>2009-04-27T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:04:12.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armageddon`~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i have jus read an article, and it states that the world is coming to an end in december &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;12 2012 or rather year of 2012. scientist have already have some predictions that the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;year is coming to an end. it kinda chill me out. makes me think that i have done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;nothing in my life im proud of and im dying in 3 years time. ( although it's not cfmed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but rather to believe it than dont ) but we cant blame anyone for the cause, only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;blame on us destroying the earth's nature. what leads me to say this, if u have been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;living in singapore, u should know that nowadays the weather is getting hotter and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hotter. ( global warming signs lah duh! ) is the world really coming into an end? it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;up to u to believe it or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can only provide the web  ---&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msghelp.net/showthread.php?tid=74463"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.msghelp.net/showthread.php?tid=74463&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i was laughing as i see peeps reply on this thread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but no matter wad, we must prepare for the worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i wanna cherish every bit of him even if the world ends tomorrow =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-5540380215588483303?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/5540380215588483303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=5540380215588483303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/5540380215588483303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/5540380215588483303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-jus-read-article-and-it-states.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-8635508180113751194</id><published>2009-04-27T12:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:55:57.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our hibernating LOVE`~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;long ago, i heard of a saying that i must admit it's sooo true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329230021356945250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SfU6eA1T_2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/_kjflBdjuuI/s320/SNC00122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;every man wants to be a woman's first love and every woman wants to be a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;man's last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes, im so scared i'll say anything to make him angry, but often the words i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;said makes him angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;im so demoralised whenever he says that he feels im leaving him, i dont like him, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;dont love him, i dont treat him as my bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i guess i'll never have anything right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's always wrong to do this and to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i just hoped for a little date with him, maybe im asking for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;that makes him feel that i dont like him cos he's poor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont know how to be a good gf. i have never been anyone's gf before him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;our love, is now in a hibernating stage. we dont quarrel like it's the end of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and we dont have a flaming love like those newly coupled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you said that a plain and simple love lasts longer than hot flaming love. a hot flaming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;love comes fast and goes fast. while a plain and simple love usually is lasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, put the thots behind me! im lacking of money right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my aim is to shop till i drop @ JB de city square!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;till then~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My tasklist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rent my graduation attire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;white formal collar shirt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a decent skirt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a job &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;money &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bags bags bags &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;clothes clothes clothes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shorts shorts shorts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;UPDATES: he msged me and we nearly quarrelled. but all well turns well! he's finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;having a date with me. YAHWEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-8635508180113751194?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/8635508180113751194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=8635508180113751194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8635508180113751194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8635508180113751194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-ago-i-heard-of-saying-that-i-must.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/SfU6eA1T_2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/_kjflBdjuuI/s72-c/SNC00122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-6570779677075317135</id><published>2009-04-05T01:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:27:44.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance to express'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not to impress**_'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdeYNxtmzeI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n43Llw8i7RY/s1600-h/35676892048964l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320888847211875810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdeYNxtmzeI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n43Llw8i7RY/s320/35676892048964l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NYP DANCE CLUB, FBODZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdeVorRpCBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/30fi8BpH9BM/s1600-h/1_785234605l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320886010805553170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdeVorRpCBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/30fi8BpH9BM/s320/1_785234605l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;photo taken while we are going to perform in the open house&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320888181361868722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdeXnBOl_7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/PukbTD38ZbM/s320/1_369232418l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;me and jeslin buddy in the open house ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdeVovfhKeI/AAAAAAAAAIA/T6bmjbF1978/s1600-h/1_224928939l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320886011937499618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdeVovfhKeI/AAAAAAAAAIA/T6bmjbF1978/s320/1_224928939l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the hobbit and dwarfey =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED DANCING SO MUCH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED DANCING @ FOREIGN BODIES SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GET BACK TO THE DANCE STAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S WHERE I FEEL BELONGED.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;DANCE TO EXPRESS, NOT TO IMPRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-6570779677075317135?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/6570779677075317135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=6570779677075317135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/6570779677075317135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/6570779677075317135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-missed-dancing-so-much-i-missed.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdeYNxtmzeI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n43Llw8i7RY/s72-c/35676892048964l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-2725365029348453209</id><published>2009-04-02T12:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:25:41.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='_reminising the days**~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdQ6iaG_SXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/eXbWeiETB0s/s1600-h/cf25c1366cd8b8de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319941422629996914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdQ6iaG_SXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/eXbWeiETB0s/s320/cf25c1366cd8b8de.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;comes when you least expected it, and goes when you dont want it to happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's not the love you cannot trust, but rather the heart of the person you cannot trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i guess your heart just does not see, the pain and hurt that you cause me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what can i do to make things right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what issit like to for you just care for me abit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;im also just an ordinary girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;a girl who longs for dating, comforting and complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;im so totally wrecked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe im a failure girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe im not understanding enuff sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe im gave you too many attps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;because of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you turned out to be like this&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;strangely, im starting to miss the old you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's all my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i drove the old you away..&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/23668524-2725365029348453209?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/2725365029348453209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=2725365029348453209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/2725365029348453209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/2725365029348453209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-comes-when-you-least-expected-it.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdQ6iaG_SXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/eXbWeiETB0s/s72-c/cf25c1366cd8b8de.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-1193149105335603497</id><published>2009-04-02T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:49:35.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOBODY is my name'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m like a nobody. and im sick of being a nobody. it's like everywhere i go im always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;behind the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;screen. so invisible to everyone. and quite frankly, im sick of it. i wanna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;run to somewhere where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;people could actually sees me, acknowledge my exsistence, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and just be myself. i feel so much like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a bird in a cage, i dont know what the world is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like. but i do know one day, i'll get out of this cage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im so tied down i can hardly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;breathe. some says i dont care about how they feel, but do you even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;care about how i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;feels? im a human too. i have feelings too. so STFU about how you think i dont &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;care, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cos you too, would even bothered to care about how i fuckingly feels and you wan me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;care about how YOU feel? jus because im invisible doesnt mean i dont have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;feelings kay? since &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you want me to be liddat i'll show you what's that..&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/23668524-1193149105335603497?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/1193149105335603497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=1193149105335603497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/1193149105335603497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/1193149105335603497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-m-like-nobody.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-3318029984435288113</id><published>2009-03-31T01:52:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:00:44.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im not dead yet, so CHILL peeps! havent been blogging lately but i'll update as soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;have been going out alot lately and havent have the time to blog about. it's just as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;boring as ABC i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'll blog ferst with the CLEO's 50 MOST ELIGIBLE BACHELOR EVENT @ ZIRCA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;which i attended ages ago~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;meet up with alina @ lot 1 before we headed out to clark quey, we both were in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WAY different dressing style, and i tot i was supposed to dress like her! luckily both &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of us blended in nicely into ZIRCA ;D she was wearing a see thru overalls with a tank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;top, black jeans and boots, i was wearing racerbacks with vest and a skinny. we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went over to the shopping centre near clark quey for a window shopping before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heading towards zirca. the toilets was sparkling clean and nice. hence we took &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;photos there ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdEKUydEblI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PVX8XGfs5DA/s1600-h/SNC00206.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319043987158625874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdEKUydEblI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PVX8XGfs5DA/s320/SNC00206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LUNCH VIA DINNER TIME~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went to eat ramen in the shopping centre and they serves pretty good ramen. the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ambience was nice too, but peeps was looking at us as if we were crazy tourist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wanting to snap a photo of everything hence we jus managed to snap a few and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gobbled up our ramens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdEKU4fvZzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/j5lqaKhFris/s1600-h/SNC00205.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319043988780443442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdEKU4fvZzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/j5lqaKhFris/s320/SNC00205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdEKU8Z3HDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iZ4eIRrC5Eo/s1600-h/SNC00204.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319043989829524530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdEKU8Z3HDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iZ4eIRrC5Eo/s320/SNC00204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;mine was spicy ramen and her's was soya sauce ramen. it's really good and it's worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;eating. DROOLS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdEKUmctZrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bXlFVfZfjMs/s1600-h/SNC00203.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319043983935891122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdEKUmctZrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bXlFVfZfjMs/s320/SNC00203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the lights there too! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdEKUl3Ua6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/TvapFnkMp6A/s1600-h/SNC00202.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319043983779064738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdEKUl3Ua6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/TvapFnkMp6A/s320/SNC00202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wondered why the signboard writes "huo shan tou". anyway, after this, a japanese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woman came in with her 2 children and they ordered 3 ramens. not to be sua ku or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad lahs. but it's kinda fascinating watching 2 children speaking fluent japanese like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ones we watched in the anime. and then, i was telling alina that the "yu bing" with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pink spiral design in the centre was called naruto =____='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319044250567260754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdEKkHulOlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/30u-E9oygxA/s320/SNC00209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;FINALLY! we lined up for ard 1 hour plus and finally get into zirca. the bouncer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;working there was shuai also and me and alina peek abit at him =X he's way tall and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;doubt he can see me among the crowd at all. it's so crowded and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;dark and peeps was squeezing me and my deary was messaging me telling me to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;careful not to let strangers touch or chi my toufu. in the end, i managed to chi dao 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;or 3 girls de toufu =_____=''' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's hot and geeky inside and several times, i nearly fall off the step because someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;was pushing me. and lemme tell you, when i set my eyes on bachelor #45, I NEARLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;DROOLED. he was WAY HAWT~ you know, i dont really goggled on guys but he's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;really hawt.. VIVIAN DAWSON, not only me but half the girls under the stage nearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;fainted. some was like tigress trying to eat him up if he comes down the stage. the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bimbos on my right was like " OMG OMG HE SHOOOOOO HAWT, SHOO CUTE!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and shouting as if they were despos for men. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i googled on him, he was actually half a SINGAPOREAN?!?! i expected him to be like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;totally not from sg. P.S YOU CANT FIND SGPOREANS SO SHUAI CAN.. mix sg and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new zealand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdESJtx7MMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BRhRnlWErsA/s1600-h/3340385633_bc056ae8a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319052593018384578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdESJtx7MMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BRhRnlWErsA/s320/3340385633_bc056ae8a9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the centre one, vivian dawson. (vivian sounds like a girl -.- but nevermind ;D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so tell me if he's not hot. HE IS TOTALLY HOT CAN. the kind of guy you would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;dream of if you are a cinderella waiting for her prince. P.S and my deariie is so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;EALOUS over him. haas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;a little note of what i have bought lately, and it has burned a hole in my pockets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1) adidas white jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2) nike graffiti shoulder bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3) shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4) nail design painting with polka dots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5) see thru shirt with a purple flowered tanktop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;6) boyfriend shirt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7) black pantyhose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8) heel cushion for the heels i couldnt fit in (and my leg is still too small to fit in. TMD~&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;AND IM IN NEED OF CASH~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;working on today night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okays! GONNA WATCH RATATOUILE. TILL THEN!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-3318029984435288113?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/3318029984435288113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=3318029984435288113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/3318029984435288113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/3318029984435288113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-not-dead-yet-so-chill-peeps-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/SdEKUydEblI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PVX8XGfs5DA/s72-c/SNC00206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-6264492385022411994</id><published>2009-03-06T15:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:36:28.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my randoms rants**_'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rants rants rants! i've got so much to rant about. you know how peeps pisses me off? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you found a new tube of slimming body scrub she was carrying, you thot it was yours, went back to the room and check, and found you body scrub left 1/4 when u only used it 4 times, the opening of the tube is not cleaned properly and you are sure you didnt make that as you have the habit of cleaning the tube properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she acts as if she knows you, comes to your side asking what you playing, what you eating, WHY you playing this game, WHY you eating this. you are fcukingly irritated as you two had never talked before, and she's acting like she is like she's your bestie ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she treats the cat with RAW fish meat, thinking that the cat is a cartoon cat and it's alright to eat raw fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she likes to act cute, carrying a winnie the pooh walking around (i have nothing against winnie the poohs though), when she is evidently NOT cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you suspect she uses ure make up, as you found her foundation on ure desk full of make ups in your room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she stays in the house, playing with the big one, shouting screaming off her lungs when it's like midnight and your parents need to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ONE WORD : &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHILDISH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;another stuff i just have to rant about,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY BOYFRIEND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;he's totally in a dead sleep now, cant get him through the phone.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i remembered that i asked him to sleep &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EARLY&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;so that you can meet him up at 12 after his school, buy bacons, campbell chicken soup,and kangkongs to cook at his house.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, he left me a msg :"dear i now at Jurong east le.. so tired , we postpone later. i sleep awhile, meet 3o'clock" LOOK AT THE TIME NOW, it's 3.3o.&lt;br /&gt;called him, his mummy picked up and told me he's still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt be understanding as yesterday at 1.30am he msged me told me he's still at lan,&lt;br /&gt;no bus go back home so he mayb taking a cabby. i told him you still have school tml faster go home. and at 6am plus i received another msg saying that he havent sleep till now. 5 hours apart, it's adaquate enuff for him to WALK back and forth from home to the LAN shop like 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is he doing in the 5 hours? needless to say, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLAYING DOTA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&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/23668524-6264492385022411994?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/6264492385022411994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=6264492385022411994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/6264492385022411994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/6264492385022411994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2009/03/rants-rants-rants-ive-got-so-much-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-8978440950537533018</id><published>2009-03-06T04:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T04:29:10.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MARCHE`~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4.20 am now and i have sucessfully finish the blogskins with the amendments of the cursor and stuffs. it's understandable but nevertheless needed me like 4 hours to work in front of the com non stop. my new blog requires a very big font, or else it'll appear like tiny ants. LOL -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update my blog, keep it as a ranting ground for me. it's like midnight and im craving for pasta from marche` @ vivo. omg~ they serve really nice food over there ;D DROOLS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i have jus realised that, i need to sleep&lt;/span&gt; le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but i have some things to rant about. maybe on the next post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TILL THEN (;&lt;/span&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/23668524-8978440950537533018?l=leeniel0ves.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-23668524.post-5541912104121338980</id><published>2008-11-27T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:00:07.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i dare not dream anymore~*'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;in the past, i always dream, of how my boyfriend would look like, how sweet we will be, how we would go movies and sing K like any other normal couples, the normal days, i will be watching my dream guy playing basketball, and how i would sit beside the bench and watch. i used to dream abt how my bf will look and how broad his shoulders were, how lean he was, how disgusting i would feel if he has muscles. and how good he was if he was elvin ng x3. but in reality, things usually turn out differently. it appears the more you dreamed, the more things turn out differently.thru all the hurts u have bought me, thru all the pains i painsaking when thru and i almost died living a life w/o you. how i used to only sleep 2 hrs jus to get up to meet u early in the morning almost everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my life is jus like the lyrics apologise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;********************************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;im holding on ure rope got me 10 feet off the ground, im hearing wad you saying but i jus cant make a sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;you tell me that you need me then u go and cut me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and now, i dare not dream anymore. i dare not dream of how you would change becos of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cos i dare not dreamed of being the special me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im jus a bypasser among the crowds of pple with no particular direction, hope and my world doesnt shine like others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the colours of my world are full of purple and black. it doesnt look pink neither it look bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the smile im so used to put on, when my friends are ard, doesnt make me glow at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;deep in my heart, i trying so hard stopping my heart from bleeding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you may call me a fool, cos i shld live for myself. but i would rather use my last bit of strength to walk as long as i could with u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i dont know how much more u still want me to change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i nvr look perfect in your eyes, neither will i be in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im jus holding onto ure rope, hoping that it would not snap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;P.S pple are selfish. they cant seem to understand there's no shortcut way to heaven. they cant seem to understand that the only shortcut is by stepping onto pple to reach the heaven. IM THE FELLA THAT IS BEING STEPPED. im the one with grumbles and sleepless nights that my eyes going to be so zombilish. i desperately need to sleep. 1 day, i really would throw everything aside and be irresponsible. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my smiles to u doesnt mean u can step on me agn and agn. tink twice b4 u do that. i have my limits too. so change before i snapped at u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-5541912104121338980?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/5541912104121338980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='**_ you are my zettai kareshii _**'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO:  The person that stole my heartbeat,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want time to stop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want quarrels to stop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want us to remain in this way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cos u took my heart away, since then, my heart has lived becos u are here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's a long way we have been since we started out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we have been thru a big circle, and this time, i know we're right for each other =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;attachment has made me real busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;$$$ please drop from sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i need money to do so many stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i need clothes, shorts, slimming pills, prezzie which i promsed someone, crumpler bags, fix laptop, extensions&amp;amp;highlight&amp;amp;dye and C902, perhaps itouch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;OMG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i desperately need money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;$.$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-7042450469719825119?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/7042450469719825119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=7042450469719825119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/7042450469719825119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/7042450469719825119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-person-that-stole-my-heartbeat-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-3425604835700920891</id><published>2008-07-25T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:40:50.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all i wan to do is find a way back into LOVE____**~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;humans, are always unhappy of what they have. when they lose it, then they'll cherish it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today was a so called happy day bahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went to work, and recent i realised i was on a splurging spree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i had the urge to spend every single $$$ i have with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i wan clothes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nice nice clothes that i can wear and look nice in wearing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;roars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TRIPLE HAPPINESS IN MY DEPT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mr chin my boss's wife jus gave birth to a baby gal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mr lim my 2nd boss's wife gave birth to a baby boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mr ong my 3rd boos is getting married in oct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lols. i remember the first day in my attachment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my dept only got 3 of them, now it has grown to 9 including me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im starting to feel for attachment and i dun really wanna end it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hmms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but i desperately need holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and i have to find a proper part time job to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today a guy ask me whether im interested in telemarketing job he offered to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;$10 PER HR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OMG. i regretted having reject him O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cos i was to busy looking for someone. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OMG! nvm. i dun wanna be scolded by pple inside the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;better not work this kindda job xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOVES~ MY SONY ERICSSON C902. HERE I COME~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and gal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i feel so inferior compared to u, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;although i may not win u but i'll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;try my very best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cos he's the one i knew i liked all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'll try my very best to win him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all i wan to do is find a way back into LOVE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-3425604835700920891?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/3425604835700920891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=3425604835700920891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/3425604835700920891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/3425604835700920891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2008/07/humans-are-always-unhappy-of-what-they.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-9039906375552391581</id><published>2008-07-13T16:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:44:48.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HUGS NEEDED``'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i always held on.&lt;br /&gt;no matter wad pple says.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i have to give u up.&lt;br /&gt;cos u hurt my heart so much that i dont know how to keep loving u.&lt;br /&gt;cos im so hurt that im scared im being hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;im so scared that i cant go on living my life without u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;throughly hurt by u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and u know u left a scar so deep inside my heart it wouldnt stop bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SHnFAMr-VKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6EFn-u81wrY/s1600-h/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222421850109138082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SHnFAMr-VKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6EFn-u81wrY/s320/hugs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;can anyone gimme a hug and tell me i'll be fine and live my life strong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i really need a hug now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i feel i dont have the strength to carry on anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;im tired, really tired and full of scars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SHnE3i9aNBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pmvX76zmMYM/s1600-h/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SHnE3i9aNBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pmvX76zmMYM/s1600-h/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SHnE3i9aNBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pmvX76zmMYM/s1600-h/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SHnE3i9aNBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pmvX76zmMYM/s1600-h/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/SHnE3i9aNBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pmvX76zmMYM/s1600-h/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/23668524-9039906375552391581?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/9039906375552391581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=9039906375552391581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/9039906375552391581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/9039906375552391581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-always-held-on.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/SHnFAMr-VKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6EFn-u81wrY/s72-c/hugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-2281973740060710550</id><published>2008-06-22T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:06:08.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;it's so tired being me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i have learnt to give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i have learnt to submit to fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i have learnt to be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i have learnt to be different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i have learnt to bear with all the hurt and pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i have changed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-2281973740060710550?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' 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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-23668524.post-9021082293121742274</id><published>2008-06-07T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T19:56:15.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='**i wanna club and smoke all day long ~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u know wad?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel so much like ruining myself..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel like running away from the pain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel like running away from everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel like clubbing and drinking beer non stop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i jus wanna ruin myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna rebel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it so hard being good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i loved u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but u hurt me so badly tat i cant go bak to the old me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guys are fickle minded.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they only know how to lie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i learn not to trust guys, i learn not to believe in everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i learn to let go..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;pls, let me die faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i see no point in me living..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-9021082293121742274?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/9021082293121742274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=9021082293121742274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/9021082293121742274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/9021082293121742274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2008/06/u-know-wad-i-feel-so-much-like-ruining.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-7141975230506028726</id><published>2008-05-21T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:01:24.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='`~ the fallen fairy. it&apos;s too late..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im bak to blogging after 1 decade le xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and i have decided to continue blogging =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im so freaking tired of my love life, so im not gonna blog abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but i can tell u, it's in a mess now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so im gonna blog abt studies xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4 more days to my work attachement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and im being attached to TUAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;OHMIFREAKIINGGAWD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it's like the very far end of tuas. THE RECLAIMED LAND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ROARS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lucky i get a pay of $500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;or im gonna so freaking kill and murder GSK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;FYI, i have been attached to GSK. some of you might know abt tis company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it's working on medical stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;actually wanna dota,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;terrence jus pangsehs me lahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im so freaking gonna kill him once i see him tml. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and he looks like he didnt wanna talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WHY WORS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WAD HAPPENED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-7141975230506028726?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/7141975230506028726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=7141975230506028726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/7141975230506028726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/7141975230506028726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-bak-to-blogging-after-1-decade-le.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-186107811837393465</id><published>2008-04-02T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:08:05.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='`i hate myself~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;SAY GOODBYES TO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;The shimano orange bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Diamond heart guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;The old eileen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;The vadalised window panel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;My 2 precious hamster, baby and bb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Limbang lan shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;The fat, black haired eileen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Auntie's cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Emo clan members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tech whye lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;The baiichii dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;The scar u left on my leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Maple story Xiaowangzii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Eeyore and tofu pillows i used to hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ffff;"&gt;His friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;LASTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUR MEMORIES&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;OUR LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im gonna change myself, i hate being me. i hate the scar u left on my leg, so im gonna tattoo it away, i hate my hair u used to smell. i hate my arms u used to grab. i hate my hands u used to hold. i hate my body u used to hug, i hate my face u used to kiss, so changing my appearance is he only thing i can do so that i dun hate myself that much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-186107811837393465?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/186107811837393465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=186107811837393465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/186107811837393465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/186107811837393465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2008/04/say-goodbyes-to-shimano-orange-bike.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-7991400765909623324</id><published>2008-04-02T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:53:16.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~my last goodbye to my baichii dear.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;im back to clean my really dusty blog =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;well, if u wanna know my current condition, i have jus broke up =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;kinda saddening, but i think somethings are jus like tat. even though tis is the last thing on earth i would wan it to happened, i guess i jus cant be the right gal for him bahs. may it's becos im too ugly, or maybe it becos im too fat. hmms, nvm. i dun need love. it's something tat humans will turn scary. out of jealousy, hatred and i dun deny i have a deep rooted hatred for him, for being so cruel to me. but im gonna cope over it. dun worry xD i have being reading the web about alot of stuffs regarding heartbroken relationships and how to cope with break-ups and it really works. 2 days ago, im still crying, like it's the end of the world. to be frank, i have this heart wrenching pain i never had b4 and i never knew i can lost appetite to my all time favourite KFC, even though i didnt wanna eat, i thought i will feel better eating KFC, but it jus proved me wrong. i know things gonna turn well, but i guess it's gonna take me a longer time than others. and now i still miss him, i do. but the heart wrenching pain is fading, i can feel it, becos i finally woke up, i always wanted to patch things up and i have imagine he'll come looking for me or something, but the first step to cooping with break ups is: NEVER GIVE URE SELF ANY FALSE HOPE. then u'll learn to crawl up. i realised. LOVE is like a border. throught thick and thin lines, the ends are met, but some borders can never meet, jus like LOVE. 1 word. NOT FATED.im cooping with break up and i am comforting benjamin, tell him we'll go thru this tgt. no wonder we are jie mei. break up also break tgt. hmms. at least he's happier than me. i jus feel happy tat he's feeling fine now. as for me, im fine. but the scars in my heart, it can never be removed. i dun wanna step into another relationship. not in 1 year not in 2 year. i rather die then to face the heart wrenching pain. it too scary. i have been acting strange lately. like i suddenly have the urge to cry from dunno where. wth. i can suddenly feel like crying while i was on the net look at the part of machine sorts, THERE"S NO LINK I WILL CRY MAHS. if i hear sad song emo or i saw something reminded me of him i cry i still okay mahs. abit wrong with me. I WAS CRYING WHILE LOOKING AT METAL FRAME FOR MY MACHINE PROJECT. it's totally no link. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;heaven heaven heaven, pls, stop my heart from hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and boy, you left your footprints on my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-7991400765909623324?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/7991400765909623324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=7991400765909623324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/7991400765909623324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/7991400765909623324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-back-to-clean-my-really-dusty-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-2094763748844320862</id><published>2007-09-15T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T21:37:16.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;im sorry for the attitude i had. hmms. i tink it's time to jus let me cool down. im sorry for being selfish but i really really cannot take it.wad if u were to see the photo of me kissing my ex in the cheek?i will drive u crazy right?hmms. im sorry for all those stuffs. i tink i will concentrate more on my dance these weeks.im sorry to have made u worry.i will never gonna be good enuff for u.but wadever happens, i still love uu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-2094763748844320862?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/2094763748844320862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=2094763748844320862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/2094763748844320862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/2094763748844320862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-sorry-for-attitude-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-2898058263743143126</id><published>2007-09-15T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T11:27:17.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='`~my flaws. i never gonna be a special one.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have been lik a fool, didnt i? i tot i would be the special one among so many girlfrenes u had. i had been a fool to tink im special right? i had a surprise present today. a present i would not receive. i was browsing thru the bookshelf for storybooks and a red color box caught my eye. it's so ordinary tat i didnt notice. so ordinary. i became curious and started opening the box. i found somethings i rather not find out. the letters rachel wrote for u. the cards gina made for u. and thru the letters i know shelia cos i tink in the letter rachel tink shelia is a bitch bahhs. tink tat time shelia already lik u already. hmms. my life is revolved ard 3 gals. not u. i know i shouldnt be so jealous and so sad. i always remind myself of wad yan ping said. IF A BF KEEPS WADEVER HIS EX-STEAD GAVE HIM, THIS PROVES TAT HE CHERISH HIS PAST, HENCE HE WILL CHERISH HIS FUTURE STEAD TOO. but sadly to say, i really cant take it bahhs. i cant do totally wad yan ping said. i just cant. i realised im jus another 1 of his stead. im so alike with the girlfrenes u had. how we fold the letters. the box. the words we use. together forever and ever. i guess i will be fine after some crying and stuffs bahhs. maybe i shld jus let go everything. even u had to go out ton, smoke alot and stuffs. i will just pretend i did not see it, did not hear it and did not talk abt it. i took the letters i wrote away already le. im gonna throw it away le. SO LET'S FORGET ABT IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stupidhead eve, i miss u so badly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-2898058263743143126?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/2898058263743143126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=2898058263743143126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/2898058263743143126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/2898058263743143126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-have-been-lik-fool-didnt-i-i-tot-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-296210143708393688</id><published>2007-09-07T03:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:44:49.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RuBQi8N3VnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HutNbo1nj00/s1600-h/eeae178977bdc1a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you know wad i feel like now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RuBQi8N3VnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HutNbo1nj00/s1600-h/eeae178977bdc1a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107170538648196722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RuBQi8N3VnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HutNbo1nj00/s320/eeae178977bdc1a0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i feel like crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-296210143708393688?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/296210143708393688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=296210143708393688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/296210143708393688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/296210143708393688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-know-wad-i-feel-like-now-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/RuBQi8N3VnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HutNbo1nj00/s72-c/eeae178977bdc1a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-3223299777179749267</id><published>2007-09-05T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T01:43:19.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='都是因为有你'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有种爱的肯定'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我的骄傲表情&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;都是因为你疼爱我像超级巨&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;从现在给了爱快乐气息&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;一种想爱声音那是不顾一切的决定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;而&lt;strong&gt;你给我的不只是鼓励&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;爱已渐渐占据&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;我的心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;呼吸爱的勇气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;不管呼啸的雨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;让爱不由自主奔向你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;带着自信回应&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;抛掉犹豫和你零距离&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;呼吸爱的氧气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;有种爱的肯定&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;都是因为有你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;我踮起脚尖亲吻了你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;快握紧我的手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;爱情爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;降临两颗心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我的骄傲表情都是因为你疼爱我像超级巨星~ &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;deariie im thankful tat u are by myside&lt;/span&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/23668524-3223299777179749267?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/3223299777179749267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=3223299777179749267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/3223299777179749267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/3223299777179749267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/09/deariie-im-thankful-tat-u-are-by-myside.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-1050432431542449733</id><published>2007-09-02T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T03:51:17.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my seduction`~ do i even have it??'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eee9e9"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Seduction Style: Au Natural&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/au-natural.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.&lt;br /&gt;That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!&lt;br /&gt;The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.&lt;br /&gt;Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.&lt;br /&gt;You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.&lt;br /&gt;Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;as a result, those who u befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ohh.. i wan this to be so true! ^^V&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/23668524-1050432431542449733?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/1050432431542449733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=1050432431542449733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/1050432431542449733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/1050432431542449733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/09/your-seduction-style-au-natural-you.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-5016763921249250524</id><published>2007-07-19T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T16:44:21.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='`~ the keys to my heart.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is comforting. You crave a relationship where you always feel warmth and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;weeweets~ DID U SEE THAT. ROY LEE JIAN MING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my risk of cheating is almost zero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and i would never break a commitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hmms.. true that i feeling self- centred now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;blogging=D&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/23668524-5016763921249250524?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/5016763921249250524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=5016763921249250524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/5016763921249250524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/5016763921249250524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/07/keys-to-your-heart-you-are-attracted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-7539403549858990903</id><published>2007-06-25T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T02:09:05.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;okay. i changed my blog de address liao. if u happened to see this blog. u mus be damn lucky. cos this add i have not told anyone. not even a single soul. guess all readers reading my blog mus be a stranger. if u happened to pass by my blog, please tag me. i jus wanna know. to all peeps out there, how did u manage to balance between ure relationship and friendship? i know i mus be stupid to tink this way. but i have no choice. the more i step closer to a relationship. the further my friends seemed to be. i really really very lost now. i guess this blog should be my personal dairy le. cos no one will even enter here. cos i didnt even told anyone about this add. hmms. AILIBABA although u may not read my blog cos i didnt even told u abt the add. jus wanna tell uu. dun always stand in ure point of opinion. if u were to have a boyfrene and u have to balance between ure boyfrene and frienship. u would know how tough it is. uu didnt even know how sad am i for u to critize me till this way. i told uu i really didnt mean it. if u were first time in a relationship and just started a relationship and uu can still balance uer time between friendship and relationship. the only thing i can thing of is U DUN ACTUALLY LIKE THE GUY U ARE STEADING WITH. dun talk abt it anymore. let uu tink wadever ways u wan to. talk wadever uu wan to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-7539403549858990903?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/7539403549858990903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=7539403549858990903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/7539403549858990903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/7539403549858990903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-8817685168164519122</id><published>2007-05-31T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T04:54:09.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='`~**__爱要耐心等待**仔细寻**感觉很重要|||||'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;all those talking. messaging. holding hands. are we considered couple? im very miserable. although i liked the feeling of us. but u are never meant to be mine. u never told me about ure past. IM SO INSECURED. time can tell everything. but would our relationship withstand the damage time has given us? the more i know uu, the more insecured i gets. the stronger my feelings gets, the stronger my doubts for this relationship. im so random. should i take a step forward or take a step backwards? we are like couple, yet we are not. but i know we mus cherish now before it's gone. CHERISH=) throw the doubts away. confusion away. and cherish each other. AGE DOENT MATTER=) as long as we cherish each other this minute. OMG. he jus asked me to call him if im awake now. it's like 4.36am now. wadd could he wann from me? dun tell me he's asking me for... NONONO. should i call him? he's asking me for a date? OMG. NOT TOMMORROW. wait. tml is friday right? haha. IM NOT FREE. yeah=) i tink im the only one who is so happy that im not free for a date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;说爱我在我的耳边对我说 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;我已经真的太久忘了这种心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;动爱太难了解了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;我们还看不懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;那一些心酸快乐有多少还很真呢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;说爱我用你的手心温暖我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;就算你不能证明爱我能爱多久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;我知道你想躲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;我要的并不多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;一起看天空好吗最后一分钟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;好想知道你的100分会给怎样的人**`~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&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/23668524-8817685168164519122?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/8817685168164519122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=8817685168164519122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8817685168164519122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8817685168164519122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-those-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-433741890849046984</id><published>2007-05-30T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T03:43:58.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shortiie zhuu and baka`~ how long will this last?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;there's something i have been wondering. ARE WE CONSIDERED COUPLE? we are not offically couple, but we act like one. messages and holding hands. so are we couple? we are in between friends and lovers bahh. shortiie zhuu. i actually liked the way we are now. perhaps after we are together, things will change bahh. so let's jus remain like this for a moment. please. dun ever ask me to stead with uu. because i wont know wat to say. YES! im afraid of commitment. im afraid of breaking the bond we have now. today we have offically hold hands larrx. although it's for only 5 sec then i brushed his hand away because im ANGRY!! with the pam. okaies. considered jealous larrx. they were like playing as if im INVISIBLE. she obviously knows abt me and shortiie zhuu, but she seems to LIKE playing with shortiie zhuu. OMG man. YES IM JEALOUS. haixx. but when he came to meet me to explain things. im touched=) real touched. yesterday he grab my hand and hook on his arm. today we lock our fingers while holding hands. WHAT'S TOMMOROW!!! but i really liked the way we are now. i dunn wanna break any bond. but we shouldnt be doing this. we are not offically stead. i wanna jus lie on his shoulder and fall asleep. but i cant. he's not mine. i have a hunch everythiing is gonna end soon. so CHERISH! before it's gone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-433741890849046984?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/433741890849046984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=433741890849046984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/433741890849046984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/433741890849046984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/05/theres-something-i-have-been-wondering.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-3172528896759549201</id><published>2007-05-28T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T11:37:02.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;many things happen ever since i last blogged. i fell into a black hole. a hole im not certain i can come out or not. he's kind, sweet, thoughtful, caring. but i tink we are not compatible. im not prepared for a relationship. so it's considered that currently we are in between friends and lovers. deep in my heart. i know our sweetness will end. the sweetest moment has just started. and im afraid that it will end. someday maybe we will pass each other like strangers. his purple w.w.j.d i wore on his wrist, became something that prove that we both exist. im still unclear of our relationship, so time will tell everything. whether we are meant for each other. ure messages. i missed it. your smiles and your stares. i love it. but there's something blocking us apart. AGE. i just cant ignore the fact that im older than you. that we arent meant to be together. well, i guess, opposite do attracts. the more incompatible the two is, the more they will attract each other. but if i can choose, i would like to stay 16. so that u are older than me=) we are under alot of stress. u and me. but i really hope that we both can last and are true to each other. i can already shout  out.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;***I LOVE SHORTIIE ZHUU=) MISS YOU LOTS.**`~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;超过了友情还不到爱情&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;暧昧让人变得贪心**直到等待失去意义**无奈我和你写不出结局*`~&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/23668524-3172528896759549201?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/3172528896759549201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=3172528896759549201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/3172528896759549201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/3172528896759549201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/05/many-things-happen-ever-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-1812837853752353092</id><published>2007-05-09T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T00:49:08.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it hurts badly``~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im sad. very sad. although i tried to tink i shouldnt be sad over these thing but, im still sad. LOVING YOU SO MUCH. these 4 words has cut a wound on my heart. i should be happy. abt me getting in auditions and stuffs. but a splitting pain has just entered my heart which i cant sleep no matter how tired i am. no matter how happy i should have feel, IM SAD.VERY. SAD TO THE EXTREME. an hour ago, im still happy about me getting into foreign bodies. my wish to learn dancing. but now, im crying. dun ask me why. i dunno how to say. i can only tell u one thing. im hurt. it hurts badly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;crying while typing haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-1812837853752353092?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/1812837853752353092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=1812837853752353092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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important day in eileen's 18 year old life. my audition result. i dont know y. althought i know that my chances of getting in is like 0.0000001% or even lesser. at least i tried. i really want to get to foreign bodies. im so in love with hip-hop dancing.  no matter wad, lucks to my dance audition. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;DANCE TO EXPRESS.NOT DANCE TO IMPRESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;this few word are written behind the foreign bodies club t-shirt. which i find it quite meaningful. no matter wad, i will remember these words 4 eva.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-377801851948528633?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/377801851948528633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=377801851948528633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/377801851948528633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/377801851948528633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-6733154454075020951</id><published>2007-04-26T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T02:34:15.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='***addicted to hip-hop dancing`~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;im here to blog. it's 2.10am now and i have just finished my audition in less than 4 hours. well, i began to fall for dancing. im so addicted to hip-hop now. haha. but guessed i didnt do quite well for my audition cos im NERVOUS. my legs was like wobbly and stuffs. i forgotten abit of move but i managed to hold on. it's up to heaven to decide my fate i guessed. but nevertheless i did learned a few steps. considered a gain to me. i realised something practical about the world. some pple just try to get means and ways to get something they want, neglecting their friends often. even if it cost ure friend unable to get wat they wan, they dun mind sacrificing their friends for their own farking sake. to me, able to learn dancing is considered a honour to me. but i not quite happy cos i nearly saw my friend's tears. farkers like selfish pple only noe how to leave their friend far at the bak and even if they know how to do certain things, they wont share it. cos they are afraid their friend will exceed them. snatching their opportunity away. when the whole thing has ended, they try to defend themselves. YEAH RIGHT. i used to tink im the worst person on earth. i guessed there's someone who is even more worst than me. THICK SKINS like them act as if they are pros. JUST BECAUSE THEY KNOW HOW TO DANCE PRETTY WELL. they think that only pros can be with them. yeah right. for those beginers, THROW IT DOWN THE TRASH. that's wat they think. then when u need bak the trash, go to the bin and pick it up again. FARKERS using my friend like mad... and i dun like it. except for this, i guessed my DA ends quite happily even i noe i cant get in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;imissedyoulikecrazyevenmorethanwordscansay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-6733154454075020951?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/6733154454075020951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=6733154454075020951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/6733154454075020951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/6733154454075020951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-here-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-838320065727491215</id><published>2007-04-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T23:44:44.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a step closer to DEATH~``'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i guess school days are just boring. plain boring. basically we only study and nothing else. i dunno wat i should do or should say to stop myself from hating school. but i finally found one thing. people who never grow up are often the ones who laugh alot. SILENCE is the way out. i hope im the one not growing up. i missed my laughter, the hyperactive ling. i miss YOU around me. because of you. i can hear my heart beating. but now, you are so far away from me. ever since, no one has ever give me the feeling like you. i cannot seem to hear my heart beat anymore. i miss secondary school. where all of us was like frog in the well. naive, happy, sad, lame, angry. all our feelings expressed out. but now, i can only hide and bury things in my heart. even im angry, i cant express out. im sad, i cant express out too. I FEEL LIKE A STONE. cause, even im sad, i can laugh and joke with people. when my tears has flow down a minute ago, i can smile at you this minute and pretend nothing has gone wrong, even my heart is aching. WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME! i never use to do that. and now, im doing that almost everyday. y cant i be honest with my feelings? today. school. farking boring. tomorrow school. farking boring. the day aft tml. school. farking boring. i rather play 12 hours non stop bball without eating than going to school. if the time table is shorter. maybe my life will be happier. all i feel like i playing bball. bball. bball. if eunice can come out in the night play bball. perhaps she will see me everyday. but i today sort of pang seh her. so sorry eunice. and ailibaba. thanks for crashing NYP! i tink u really took time to come down. so thanks alot! i need to wake up in 8 hours more starting from now. and i still dun feel lik sleeping. tml schedule. buy books. return library books.maybe a round of bball. craving starting to swell up. i must surpress myself. i promised someone. CONTROL! LOW YILING, U CANNOT____________~`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;to dos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;get my ass out of slacking and get some CCAs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;do something i enjoyed doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;SILENCE-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;meet more new friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;no more late for classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;a list of how im gonna spend my pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;STRICT AND QUIET-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;dramas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;new friends new start for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;no more big gal in a small world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                       &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                                                    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                                       ybtmoml__jcwl&lt;/strong&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/23668524-838320065727491215?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/838320065727491215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=838320065727491215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/838320065727491215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/838320065727491215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-guess-school-days-are-just-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-1665635067064066298</id><published>2007-04-03T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:44:50.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;okay. some photos randomly from my trips. MY NIECE IS SO CUTE! wahaha. my trip was like hell. because little shopping was done due to the reasons theoldies dun like to go shopping centre. but well, i did buy something real nice and i like it! wahaha. at least i bought something. to tell u frankly. I WOULD NVR GO ON A TRIP WITH OLDIES AGAIN! argh! they irritate me to the extreme. at least my niece was there to acc me. wahaha. she is soo cute! during the night at hotel, didnt get much sleep due to the condition there. SUCKS. came back with bumps and lumps over my body due to mosquitos bite. i sleep for like 14 hours after i got back to singapore. i guess i learn a lesson=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2SUkln_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/I_JsZTsW9PA/s1600-h/DSC00686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049157820623462386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2SUkln_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/I_JsZTsW9PA/s320/DSC00686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my niece=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2DUkln6I/AAAAAAAAADk/opA_MEfEYaU/s1600-h/DSC00700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049157562925424546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2DUkln6I/AAAAAAAAADk/opA_MEfEYaU/s320/DSC00700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;at the hotel room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2Dkkln7I/AAAAAAAAADs/jZTV5lmcqNY/s1600-h/DSC00705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049157567220391858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2Dkkln7I/AAAAAAAAADs/jZTV5lmcqNY/s320/DSC00705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;OMGOSH! im acting cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2Dkkln8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/AnLQbOFv8Kk/s1600-h/DSC00706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049157567220391874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2Dkkln8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/AnLQbOFv8Kk/s320/DSC00706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;she acting cute too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2D0kln9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/cmnHELanoiU/s1600-h/DSC00707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049157571515359186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2D0kln9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/cmnHELanoiU/s320/DSC00707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i never thought my niece could be a photographer. she asked me to do this pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2D0kln-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/j4gxpKQUQJI/s1600-h/DSC00687.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049157571515359202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2D0kln-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/j4gxpKQUQJI/s320/DSC00687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the hanky looked like some demon face. wahaha. im not the one who did that.&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/23668524-1665635067064066298?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/1665635067064066298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=1665635067064066298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/1665635067064066298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/1665635067064066298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/RhI2SUkln_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/I_JsZTsW9PA/s72-c/DSC00686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-2144993157792435863</id><published>2007-03-31T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:44:50.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALL I WANNA SAY**______'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/Rg09eEkln5I/AAAAAAAAADc/GAnlxkVOHdk/s1600-h/38210115258384l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047758344184766354" style="WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" height="302" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/Rg09eEkln5I/AAAAAAAAADc/GAnlxkVOHdk/s400/38210115258384l.jpg" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-2144993157792435863?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/2144993157792435863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=2144993157792435863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/2144993157792435863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/2144993157792435863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/Rg09eEkln5I/AAAAAAAAADc/GAnlxkVOHdk/s72-c/38210115258384l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-7164946480067767458</id><published>2007-03-26T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T02:57:18.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='`THE REBEL FAIRY~  i love the sounds of music...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;customer today. weird. i've got so many EXTREME customer that i dunno how to start with. from breastfeeding customer to pple who tink all-worker-knows-how-to-speak-all-languages customer. yeah. maybe i should start taking hand signals course and pretend im deaf. i should wear sunglasses over myself to pretend im blind. ya. whatever. anyway, i saw a purple adidas bag. to be exact, it is blue-ish purple. damn. it's nice. im so addicted to it. NOBODY"S GONNA STOP ME FROM BUYING THAT. frankly. i loved the bag soooo much. i nearly cried when someone nearly took the bag away. u may ask. y didnt i take the bag. IM WORKING. dun expect me to walk past my supervisor and head downstairs and pretend im a customer. okay. EILEEN. calm down. stop thinking abt the bag being taken by others. it's 1.52am in the mids. im gonna take a good rest wake up in the morning and off for the bag. mother's birthday tomorrow. strangely. i felt nothing. i tot at least im gonna be sad for saying all those words i've said and regret and even msg her telling im sorry for that. i just didnt mean to say that. really. these action have been predicted by me and i thought i would do it. but NO. till now. all i tink is u deserve it. i wan my disc back. i want the bball out of my room. it's making me mad see it. haha. guess i really have SOLIDIFIED my heart. i guess im not suitable to be ure friend. u make me so PISSED OFF by the actions u didnt even knew u did it. if u were to measure my PISS OFF-NESS(if there's such word!) it will be 75%. i have to admit, my mood did turn bad during the quarrel, but when the whole thing ended with a full stop. my heart is as calm as nothing has ever happened b4. i guess u nvr did enter my heart that deep these years. okay. i cant admit it is partly my fault that our friendship ended, i never told u my feelings b4. because somehow, i never did trust u. haha. 12 more hours then i can get the bag! yahoo! haha. hmm. how am i gonna tell michael im quitting the job? 2nd year is coming, my result is worst than ever. can get me anywhere if i keep slacking, late for lessons almost EVERYDAY. even exams. sleep in class. talking in class. decorate my notebook when it is note taking time. and worst. i jus skipped lessons for bball. HEY! that's important. but bball is more important! so i tink i jus carry on with the skipping lesson for bball thing. and heys jie mei, im sorry for not attending our gathering yesterday. i promise i will make my best to attend our nxt gathering=) and im gonna give hell to the johnathan. he totally sucks to the core. jus because he can shoot doesnt mean he is the best player and he likes to act like one. and his sister. yucks! haha. okay time for my wishlist making=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;wish list&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=======================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shirts for poly and jeans for poly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;adidas purple bag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a school bag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ladies shoes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;h. slippers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;converse sneakers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eyeliner and lipgloss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;painted fingernail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rings and earrings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;more going out clothes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;new notebook? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;designs for my note book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;please timetable. dun be too long. dun be too early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;new haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;meet new friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a room makeover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wardrobe makeover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;pesonality makover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;bball. play well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;stop my brother snoring and get him out of my bed now because i wanna sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;my second brother has a problem with dealing with EQ. he cant seem to see pple are in the verge of dire straits and need a sleep immediately. he jus fall on pple's bed and knock off. where im gonna sleep then. the living? nah. i need at least 2 big pillow. a extreme soft one and a average hardness pillow. a mini pillow. a bolster. a blanket. a big mashi maro beside me. and of course. an enclosed place. i doesnt matter to me even if i suffocate inside my bedroom. i never had the habit of opening windows and doors. i keep them closed. because it keeps me safe. i wondered how does a age 20 bike rider smoker went to his sister's room just knock off his sister bed IMMEDIATELY. i bet there is a big dinosaur in his room and will eat him if he enters and with no choice, came crawling into my room to sleep. or maybe i've suddenly learn the magic of invisible and he thought he will just REST for a while at his sister's bed since im not in and in the end fall asleep? yeah right. sleeping beauty. get the hell out of my bed before i smack u in the ass. his position is damn funny. too bad i cant take his photos. they say u cannot take pple's photo when they are asleep. he has his hands behind his backs posing like a person trying to act as a rooster. okay going for another round off black coffee. if he still didnt get up after that. im gonna smack that hairy legs sleeping beauty. haha. see ya=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;爱像地心引力无法抗拒..一寸一寸深深的被你吸引..心碎也没关系等待也都愿意..人群之中我只能看见你..爱像地心引力没有空隙..一天一天不见你也在想你..我在你的眼里重新认识自己..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*在你面前原来微笑那么容易*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-7164946480067767458?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/7164946480067767458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=7164946480067767458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/7164946480067767458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/7164946480067767458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/03/customer-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-922123547345330967</id><published>2007-03-22T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:44:51.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i dun remembered having used by my friends=)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i dunno wad happened to the damn com. it jus hang while i was blogging. damn. have to restart everthing over again. okay. today. HELL DAY. i wanted to dress up myself to go back to regent sec sch. &lt;strong&gt;my intentions:&lt;/strong&gt; to shock mdm poh so that i smack poo on her face. well. i finally dressed myself up, but dunno why, i keep adding myself with more acessories. the heeled shoes, belt, make up, dangling earings all these. too bad, the first person i shocked was eunice. haha=) but i did shock mdm poh, which is why i intended to go there. met quite alot of teachers. of course, mr kamar too=) he grew fatter! hmm. wondering where the running during soccer training goes to. i tink he's been slacking around. LAZY TEACHER=) haha. ms lai, she grew thinner. haha. quite shocked to see her so thin. after that, me ailibaba, eunice, went for interview for a job which the rules was farking lame. then went causeway to take neoprints. ive been longing for the neoprint cause in one of the skins, there are this skin that can create the effect of you climbing out of the television. too bad, the skins are choose randomly and we didnt get that skin. grab a bite @ KFC. I LOVE IT=) and eunice went home and me and ailibabacwent for a chit chat. so, why was my day a hell day? cos my heels are causing me to have blister. dammit. haha. uploaded some photos of my PAST AND PRESENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgGHTb_eXyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tsuzO7I1tnQ/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044461825632919330" style="CURSOR: hand" height="151" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgGHTb_eXyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tsuzO7I1tnQ/s200/DSC00676.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today's photo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgGHTr_eXzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1nV4RzaNBRY/s1600-h/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044461829927886642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgGHTr_eXzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1nV4RzaNBRY/s200/DSC00672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i look like im naked, but im WEARING SPAGHETTI TOP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgGHTr_eX0I/AAAAAAAAADE/a9FHEqAP4Sc/s1600-h/haha+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044461829927886658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgGHTr_eX0I/AAAAAAAAADE/a9FHEqAP4Sc/s200/haha+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the old me and ailibaba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgGHT7_eX1I/AAAAAAAAADM/G-qDSSBrtus/s1600-h/DSC00911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044461834222853970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgGHT7_eX1I/AAAAAAAAADM/G-qDSSBrtus/s200/DSC00911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the past. RETARDS=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgGHUL_eX2I/AAAAAAAAADU/5MUgd2zmSYI/s1600-h/DSC01324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044461838517821282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgGHUL_eX2I/AAAAAAAAADU/5MUgd2zmSYI/s200/DSC01324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today's buddy shot=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i noticed ive change alot. compare the past and the present me. haha. i guess pple do change. cant expect me to stay 16 forever. haha=) but for wat ive known. im not the old me anymore. im glad that im changing for the better. glad that me and ailibaba are changing for the better=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-922123547345330967?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/922123547345330967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=922123547345330967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/922123547345330967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/922123547345330967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dunno-wad-happened-to-damn-com.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgGHTb_eXyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tsuzO7I1tnQ/s72-c/DSC00676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-5783110006011050827</id><published>2007-03-20T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:44:52.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='*my negative world is colourful=)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;okay. today im gonna upload some photos. photos which i took. they are all in negative form. i dunno why. but i have the tendency to take photos in negative forms. i liked photos in negative forms. haha=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACfr_eXoI/AAAAAAAAABk/15SLxOAPvdI/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044034326063111810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACfr_eXoI/AAAAAAAAABk/15SLxOAPvdI/s200/DSC00516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;gosh. i dun even know where i took it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACf7_eXpI/AAAAAAAAABs/V2cb_LsTptg/s1600-h/DSC00520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044034330358079122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACf7_eXpI/AAAAAAAAABs/V2cb_LsTptg/s200/DSC00520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;the water on the streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACf7_eXqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ulb30W8spFQ/s1600-h/DSC00562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044034330358079138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACf7_eXqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ulb30W8spFQ/s200/DSC00562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;guess wad. macdonald @ limbang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACLb_eXjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5JhpGj9hIPQ/s1600-h/DSC00435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044033978170760754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACLb_eXjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5JhpGj9hIPQ/s200/DSC00435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;my stationery revising for exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACLr_eXkI/AAAAAAAAABE/ozizWlPlDsc/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044033982465728066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACLr_eXkI/AAAAAAAAABE/ozizWlPlDsc/s200/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;lecture theatre. looks scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACLr_eXlI/AAAAAAAAABM/GkVoTRVZNcw/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044033982465728082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACLr_eXlI/AAAAAAAAABM/GkVoTRVZNcw/s200/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;the bookmark with a kitty head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACL7_eXmI/AAAAAAAAABU/w505vN2bloI/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044033986760695394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACL7_eXmI/AAAAAAAAABU/w505vN2bloI/s200/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;blk 788? tink so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACL7_eXnI/AAAAAAAAABc/H_Ov0CHmUoM/s1600-h/DSC00479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044033986760695410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACL7_eXnI/AAAAAAAAABc/H_Ov0CHmUoM/s200/DSC00479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;bus stop. oh gosh! it's purple and i like it=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;call me crazy if u want. the pictures in the negative are often colors that cannot be seen under the naked eye. the shades. everything. a normal bus stop could be as beautiful with colors. if i didnt use a negative to take the photo, i wont know that under the certain light and color, the bus stop could be purple. i believe negative also reflects on human. a happy-go-lucky woman may even hide her sadness in laughter. i believe every human has 2 sides. whether u show the colorful and beautiful side of u or u choose to show the dull, quiet side of u. just like the negative photos. either ure world is full of colours or u prefer the plain and dull. if i were to give u 2 photos to choose, would u prefer the colorful side or the dull side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgAIpr_eXrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Jt4Y7NenNv0/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044041094931570354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgAIpr_eXrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Jt4Y7NenNv0/s200/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                 &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgAIpr_eXsI/AAAAAAAAACE/R0MBJP4T2hI/s1600-h/DSC00435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044041094931570370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgAIpr_eXsI/AAAAAAAAACE/R0MBJP4T2hI/s200/DSC00435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;P.S it's up to u to decide which is colorful=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;and i prefer negative moreXD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-5783110006011050827?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/5783110006011050827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=5783110006011050827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/5783110006011050827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/5783110006011050827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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/_sY0-CKir8_0/RgACfr_eXoI/AAAAAAAAABk/15SLxOAPvdI/s72-c/DSC00516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23668524.post-6040729413208971099</id><published>2007-03-17T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:37:26.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;whatever. whatever. whatever. im just standing in the area within the circle where pple pass and go my life. i shouldnt rely on just one person. im gonna make my heart metal solid. no one can enter. &lt;strong&gt;NO ONE&lt;/strong&gt;. i should have known better that friends moves on and go. whereas for me. im standing in the same place. &lt;strong&gt;IT REALLY TIME FOR ME TO MOVE ON. GROW UP MAN&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;EILEEN.&lt;/strong&gt; your friends will not be upset just because they lose you. but for u, it a different case. i really should hang out more with my NYP friends. i shouldnt just keep myself isolated in an island. maybe i can smile and pretend nothing has gone wrong even my heart hurts. even when im sad. but i will try to remember one thing, friends comes and goes. dun put ure whole heart to it. the only true friend i have is&lt;strong&gt; MYSELF&lt;/strong&gt;. nothing more than that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;解脱是肯承认这是个错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;我不应该还不放手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;你有自由走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;我有自由好好过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;解脱是懂擦干泪看以后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;找个新方向往前走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;这世界辽阔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;我总会实现一个梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Everybody’s got something, they had to leave behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt; One regret from yesterday, that just seems to grow with time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt; There’s no use looking back, or wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt; How it could be now, or might have been,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&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/23668524-6040729413208971099?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/6040729413208971099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=6040729413208971099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/6040729413208971099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/6040729413208971099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/03/whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-5944458848168623376</id><published>2007-03-13T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T19:12:20.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='*`今天将会是最后一天'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;im back from playing bball, wet, drenched, with a tinge of sadness in me. i met my buddy yesterday. to be exact is today 0030am. deep in my heart, i knew after we've met and went back home, we wouldnt be contacting each other again. he say he is trying to gain back our friendship. but i tink otherwise. i dun tink we will be contacting each other after we go home. so we spend 6 hours talking and playing. at least, our last meeting will end with laughter and happiness. truly enough, it all ends up well. well, i slept till 2 in the afternoon. strangely, i never woke up so early b4. though i play ball at around 4.30pm, i dun even have the force to play. jus feel ike sitting there and go through wat i've done in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;回忆在从前相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;未来是完美的恋&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;我不会哭继续微笑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;选择把对你的爱寄向远方&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;决定说再见&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;今天将会是最后一天&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;过去不是永远明天醒来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;最初的期待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;我最真的爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;超过了友情还不到爱情&lt;/em&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/23668524-5944458848168623376?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/5944458848168623376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=5944458848168623376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/5944458848168623376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/5944458848168623376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-back-from-playing-bball-wet-drenched.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-6572452652051190476</id><published>2007-03-12T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:02:02.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball fever coming over me.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i know u are using me. u are only using me. but im glad that actually im worth that using. off to the park! P.S it's so terrible to lie!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-6572452652051190476?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/6572452652051190476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=6572452652051190476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/6572452652051190476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/6572452652051190476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-know-u-are-using-me.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-4647030235600059053</id><published>2007-03-12T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T18:46:35.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a smile from you to me=)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i cant understand. y mus pple treat u so good in a minute then be cold to u in a sec? haha. i tink im feeling again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;someone who touches my heart jus by smiling and making funny faces at me. someone whom plays bball with u. someone who looks at ure feet when u told him it's painful. someone who asked u whether u are playing bball @7 and say he is playing bball at 7&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; the someone is u. im always wondering, can pple gives u the same feeling that special ones gave u? ahlah. jus crapping. my thoughts are EMOTIONAL now. so wondering whether i can throw all the past behind and find a new path for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;我终于还是说了一句我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;还记得那个微凉夜里天空正飘着小雨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;心跳的声音像舞动奇迹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;你看着我说千万不要爱上你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;因为你只会让我伤心别傻了快点喊停&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;你那么冷静忽远又忽近&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;我知道我对你来说也许太年轻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;我想我猜我问我终于了解&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;原来为爱流的眼泪也是种甜蜜滋味&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;只想爱你当我和你走在一起就已经决定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;不看不听不问也不会放弃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;是你让我了解自己可以为爱那么坚定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;只想爱你好想每天睁开眼睛就能看到你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;我知道我偶尔有一点任性&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;不管你做任何决定究竟爱我还是逃避&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;sorry我还是不会放弃爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;为什么你会给我和他一样的感觉?但是有时候又对我不理不睬...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/23668524-4647030235600059053?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/4647030235600059053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=4647030235600059053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/4647030235600059053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/4647030235600059053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-cant-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-8609197956240608595</id><published>2007-03-12T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T01:35:17.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm afraid I'm starting to feel, What I said I would not do. That last time really hurt me. I'm scared to fall in love, Afraid to love so fast. 'cause every time I fall in love It seems to never last.&lt;br /&gt;But every time your love is near And every time I'm filled with fear. 'Cause everytime I see your face My heart does begin to race, every time.&lt;br /&gt;One half wants to me to go, Other half wants me to stay. I just get so all confused I'm scared to fall in love, Afraid to love so fast. 'cause every time I fall in love It seems to never last.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-8609197956240608595?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/8609197956240608595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=8609197956240608595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8609197956240608595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8609197956240608595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-afraid-im-starting-to-feel-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-8861950822984778040</id><published>2007-03-11T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T00:10:18.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='`im afraid im starting to feel`'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;hmm. im back from work. damn tired. today's another hell day. i'll conclude some weird customer i've seen today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;CUSTOMER 1&lt;/span&gt;: im not very sure about that, but does chanel sell muslim head scarf? cos i went for work and saw this muslim wearing a chanel head scarf! argh! i nearly jus bang myself to bleed by thinking" &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;DOES CHANEL SELL HEAD SCARF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;!?!?&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;CUSTOMER 2&lt;/span&gt;: i tink this customer jus gone bonkers. i've told him like a million times that &lt;strong&gt;THERE IS NO SIZE 39&lt;/strong&gt;! he wanted the orange one, and the orange size 39 is out of stock. he keep asking me to find the size 39. &lt;strong&gt;i TOLD HIM PATIENTLY&lt;/strong&gt;, "&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;MR, THERE IS NO SIZE 39&lt;/span&gt;" and i walked away. few minutes later, he came chasing aft me &lt;strong&gt;with staring eyes&lt;/strong&gt;, "&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I THOUGHT U SAY NO SIZE 39, LOOK WAT I'VE FOUND&lt;/span&gt;" indeed, his hand was holding a size 39, but it's &lt;strong&gt;A DIFFERENT PATTERN AND COLOR&lt;/strong&gt;. i was like"&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;THIS IS THE WHITE ONE, A DIFFERENT PATTERN. I TOT U SAID U DUN WAN THIS PATTERN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;" then he says"&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;OH, THEN FIND ME THE SIZE 39 IN THAT ORANGE&lt;/span&gt;." the problem is, the orange he refers to is &lt;strong&gt;the one he asked me to find just now&lt;/strong&gt;. i spend like 15 minutes telling him that there is no size 39. WAT THE HELL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;CUSTOMER3&lt;/span&gt;: this customer is even weirder. he can in our dept and said that he is finding shoes for his &lt;strong&gt;SON&lt;/strong&gt;, please notice that that's his &lt;strong&gt;SON&lt;/strong&gt;. he said he want something with lights, so i found this spiderman in blue, track shoes for him. he told me he didnt wan that and his son wont prefer that, and point to one of the shoes and ask me to find the size for him. actually that shouldnt be a problem to me. but the problem is that the shoe he is pointing at is a &lt;strong&gt;pink color, snowwhite track shoes&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;P.S his son is 10 years old&lt;/strong&gt;.i was like "&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;THAT'S A SNOW WHITE LIGHT SHOES!!! FOR GIRLS!!!&lt;/span&gt;" he was saying"&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;DUN WORRY, MY SON WILL LIKE IT AND I REALLY LIKE THIS&lt;/span&gt;" (=______=''') &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;okay, i'll try to keep my own world to myself. i tink it's weird but im gonna tell myself. IT'S NOT WEIRD! IT'S NOT WEIRD! IM LIVING IN A SMALL WORLD&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;more weird customer, coming nxt week=)&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/23668524-8861950822984778040?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/8861950822984778040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=8861950822984778040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8861950822984778040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8861950822984778040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/03/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-2362158688704493016</id><published>2007-03-11T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T01:55:39.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U SUCKER* 感动只是一种情绪的反覆*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GET THE HELL OUTTA MY LIFE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;          Wat a tiring day today! Argh! wish my payday can arrive faster. Anyway, im so damn bored that i have to work tomorrow also! hmm. wish that i can get my pay! there's a list of things i need to buy. Skirts and shorts, shirts, and most of all bags! perhaps i should consider cutting my nails. i've got a lotta complains from pple playing basketball with me abt my nails scratching them. hmm. maybe i really consider cutting them off. hmm. but i wont be able to do manicure! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;          wat the hell! yesterday was hell day! i have diarrhoea and i have to cancel the whole celebrating ann's birthday. &lt;strong&gt;cos u cant expect me to go to the loo every 30 mins while celebrating her birthday&lt;/strong&gt;. hmm. i've been to the loo 5 times. the toilet reeks of the shit smell. haha. anyway, i kind of pangseh them loh. so &lt;strong&gt;SORRY! ANN!&lt;/strong&gt; hope she can forgive me for not attending her birthday. hmm. i tink she is quite angry of me ba! she didt even reply my msgs! argh! forget abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; IF U TINK IT"S FAKE I"VE MADE ALLTHESE UP, LET IT BE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; i know there's a lotta pple toking behind my back. like i fucking care. dun try to deny everything. &lt;strong&gt;u know who u are.&lt;/strong&gt; if u really tink im jus a PSK, so be it. i dun really care. but i mus say sorry lots to ann. there are pple telling the whole world tat i've PS them b4. pple who tell others that i PS them but is actually u PS me first. u know who u are. i wont say out. u can just open ure fucking mouth and say that, and didnt tink of my feelings. u can jus pretend u &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; said it and be fucking good with me. so be it. i jus wanna say one thing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;         &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i just wanna keep the friends who really made friends with me by their hearts. not just ask for a accompany and fucking backstab me behind. if u really wanna leave my life, im fine with it. i dun need such friend. i may not have many friends, but a least there's one willing to be by my side. that's &lt;strong&gt;ailibaba&lt;/strong&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/23668524-2362158688704493016?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/2362158688704493016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=2362158688704493016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/2362158688704493016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/2362158688704493016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/03/wat-tiring-day-today-argh-wish-my.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-8775848210557037735</id><published>2007-03-09T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T22:45:08.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='眼泪在昨天'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='昨天永远只是一个缺'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WAT THE HELL!!! i know it's been a long time since i blogged... im quite surprised by the blogger asking me to create a google account... by hey!!! FOR WAT PURPOSE? since when has the blogger be under google? hmm... i guessed im quite outdated ba!!! hahaha... i found something while i was reorganising my mp3... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The guy who love you, can't tell you the reason why he love you. he only knew that, in his eyes, you are the only one&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, actually always make you mad, but he do never know what stupid thing did he done, as everything he done, is for your own good.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, seldom praise you , but in his heart, you are the best, only he know it,&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, will scold or complaint if you din't reply his message but others, because he cares.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you , Only drop his tears infront of you, when you try to wipe his tears, you are touching his heart , the heart which beat for you.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you , will remember every word u said , even its accidentally. and he will use the word always at the nick of time.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, will not give any promise that easily, because they don't want to break the promise, they want you to believe him and they want to give you the happiest and safest life everafter.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, always tell you not to think too much, because they already plan it for you, he want to give u the best life in the future, he want to give you a suprise, believe him that he can do it.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, maybe can't remember special occasion like some kind of anniversary,but , he do know that, every second he live, he's loving you, no matter what day is today&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, won't said " i love you" that easily, because everything he done for you is showing that he love you already, but only he will tell the word at the special situation, because he dun wan u to misunderstand, he want u to know that he love you.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who really love you, will feel that, sometimes, something hav to tell for only once,because he thought that u might already understand him, if talk so much, he will feel that there's nothing you will cherish.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, will go to airport to fetch you, he won't carry a bunch a rose and call you darling like what you expect. but he will carry your luagage and ask you " why are you becoming that thin within two days?" with his sincere heart.&lt;br /&gt;The boy who love you, will listen quietly to you,when you are mad, and when you finished, he will said, you still got class tomorrow, sleep earlier .with smile.&lt;br /&gt;The boy who love you, don't know that whether he should call you when you are angry, but he willsent a message to you after few hours, if you ask him why he call that late, he will said, when you are angry, my explanation are all rubbish. But when you calm down, my explanation will only really works.&lt;br /&gt;The boy who love you, always call you little girl,but everytime he want to make a big decision, he will first want to hear your advice.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, don't like little toy like teddybear, but he will always put the bear you gave him at his bed.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, while quarelling, he will apologize uncontrollably, althought you are the one who's wrong, and later, he will sent a message to you with " baby, actually you know its your fault, you know it urself "&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, while really miss you, hewill want to buy a bunch of rose and wait for you stupidly under your apartment.but he never knows , what he bought is daisy, but doesn't matter, because in his heart, that's roses.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, seldom said sweet words,but you know, his kisses already transfer his all passion to you.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you , if he can't always see you, he will try to make himself busy, for not to have any time to remember you, because heknew, if he did, he will keep on missing you until he could do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;GALs in crush, love, do you think the guy who's beside you do really love you? if yes, wish you have the happiest day ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i know it's quite looong!!! but it's worth reading it!!! haha... i forgotten when &amp;amp; where i've got it... hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-8775848210557037735?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/8775848210557037735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=8775848210557037735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8775848210557037735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/8775848210557037735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2007/03/wat-hell-i-know-its-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-116688754737018152</id><published>2006-12-23T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T23:25:47.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THAT'S IT... i found 2 chocolates in my bag... haha... i tink santa claus has gave me... haha=) anyway... it's eunice birthday party today... i dunno but i kindda suck in my attitude towards eunice... maybe i too tired liao... cos i ton yesterday nitex at hui qi's hse... haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;LIST OF PPLE FALLING ASLEEP FIRST AND LAST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ANN TAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;KOH YUNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;KOH HUI QI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;AMANDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;YAN PING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha... i so tired today!!! haha, so nevertheless, i sleep frm aftnoon till 11pm... haha... today at eunice party, THE FOOD WAS SO NICE... damn nice sia... especially the tofu... AHH... so nice!!! and paiseh to ailibaba... cos i kindda overslept and she was on her way meeting me... haha... so sorry=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-116688754737018152?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/116688754737018152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=116688754737018152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/116688754737018152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/116688754737018152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/12/thats-it.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-116601264927307828</id><published>2006-12-13T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T20:24:09.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I found something interesting =)::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ENGLISH              : i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;POLISH                 : ja kocham cibie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;FRENCH               : je t'aime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HINDI                   : hum tumhe pyar karte hae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;CZECH                   : miluji te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;SLOVAKIAN       : lu'bim ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ITALIAN              : ti amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;UKRAINIAN       : ya tebe kahayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;GERMAN              : ish libe dish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHINESE              : wo ai ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEK                  : s' agapo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAWAIAN          : aloha wau ia oi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;LITHUIANIAN : tav myliu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;KOREAN              : sa rang hae yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;JAPENESE          : aishiteru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ROMANIAN       : te ubsec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;BOSNIAN            : volim te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ALBANIAN        : te dua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;FILIPINO           : mahal kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;SPANSH              : te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;PORTUGESE      : amo te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ARABIAN          : annah be hebic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;NICE!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-116601264927307828?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/116601264927307828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=116601264927307828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/116601264927307828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/116601264927307828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-found-something-interesting-english.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-116600979240586923</id><published>2006-12-13T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T19:36:32.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;well, i guess pple are never satisfy with thing they had... it kindda strange, when pple think tat evil pple should be condamm and how good pple should be the one in earth... PLEASE YOU!!! there are no such HOLY people u can find on earth... wat is the defination of evil? The defination of evil is justified by HUMANS. well, if i were to define evil, perhaps throwing bananas skin over the floor and letting pple fall are evil... well, i dun believe tat every person on earth are either good or bad... THERE IS NO SUCH PURE GOOD PPLE LYING AROUND... everybody has a dark side of him or herself who wans to be evil... at least im someone who are lik tat... if killing pple doesnt take u to jail, perhaps i would have killed a bunch of pple... haha... i jus tink tat before u say someone's a bitch or bastard, try to reflect on ureself... arent u the same? if u were to scold pple a bitch or bastard, i wont tink u are any better than them... i wouldnt tink i am so good at least... IM A LOUSY PERSON... and sometime hidden secret are not meant to say... everybody has a past to say... my past is:: im a 17 year old gal turning 18 nxt year jan... if u have known me, u should have known tat i have a scar on my left eye. the scar was not created becos i wore spects and scratched it. it becos someone threw a scissors on me and it nearly took my left eye away. and that someone turns out to be my mum. i maybe be say she ACCIDENTALLY threw the scissor at me. but i would have nvr known it. maybe she did it on purpose. but i still loved my mum. and she now still gulity of the thing becos until now, the scar nvr leaves my face:: haha... sounds dramatic sia... haha.. hmm... maybe i can write a good compo!!! haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;~`HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SOMEONE TURNING 17 TOMMORROW`~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-116600979240586923?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/116600979240586923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=116600979240586923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/116600979240586923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/116600979240586923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/12/well-i-guess-pple-are-never-satisfy.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-116356016430580932</id><published>2006-11-15T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:09:24.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;im jus so into u... i missed the old day so so much!!! but u will nvr noe it... im jus under ure friends list... im so into u... im so into u... im so into u... im so into u... im so into u... im so into u... im so into u... im so into u... im so into u... im so into u... im so into u... im so into u... im so into u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I WAN A HAMSTER OF MY OWN =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-116356016430580932?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/116356016430580932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=116356016430580932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/116356016430580932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/116356016430580932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-jus-so-into-u.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-116105755949673898</id><published>2006-10-17T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T11:59:19.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;guess wat... i am blogging frm the sch com again...... life jus sux... espically the modules are plainly boooooring!!! *yawns... its lik shit... okok... it's jus plain boring when u have a 2 hrs break and u dont know how to do about it... haha... y dont they jus end everything straight and fast!!! by giving us a 2 hrs break and walk around sch wont help our brain to grow more intelligent... duh!!! i dont need to fantasized at the surroundings of the NYP and how great it is... i came here to study here anyway... YEAH!!! i more gal gal le... haha... tat's evreyone say... haha... at least sarah did say abt me turning more gal... haha... i realised once u in poly... everything changes... even ure character... hmm... today is another boring day... maybe goin to library to lend more books ba!!! haha... lurves meg cabot THE MEDIATOR lahs!!! damn nice... the only book i feel in love with other than roald and say goodnight gracie... haha... anyway... its kinnda eeky to read at night... espically u off the lights and reading frm the flashlight frm ure phone... haha... tat's wat i do... cos the ceilling lights irritates me the most when i am lying one my bed reading... so i prefer to have the lights off... and the mediator is abt a gal who can see ghost!!! althought is not scary or horror, but u still get the feeling of eeky, as if someone watching u beside ure bed... i guess it's jus the extreme of me reading it with the lights off... haha... OK!!! i admit i am timid... especially timid against the darkness!!! haha... i guess i still have the creepy of staying in the dark reading ghost story... haha... WHO DOESNT!!!        right... i almost forgot... *criss angel and bleach rawks!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-116105755949673898?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/116105755949673898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=116105755949673898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/116105755949673898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/116105755949673898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/10/guess-wat.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-116098592601735116</id><published>2006-10-16T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T16:05:26.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha... wat the hell am i blogging abt... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i dunno... today sch reopen nehs... and no mood study... because got website restrictions... tat's y i can only blog!!! argh!!! goin crazy le... the module i studying look difficult nehs... haha... msn-ing blogging.... tat's how i waste me time on... lata going meet aili nehs... haha... going to be another topic toking abt sch day... sianx... the only day i am waiting to come is hari raya!!! haha... wher i can slp the whole day!!! haha... i watch dear boy le... so nice sia!!! arh!!! damn shuai loh!!! today tagged aili... go tiko her blog... haha... she doesn't even believe tat i go tiko her blog... haha... y she like tat... dun believe me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;aft all i am her frend nehs... *sobs*... she dun trust me!!! boohoo!!!  haha... today another moodless day... onli my frend keep playing pranks with me... haha... gtg!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-116098592601735116?l=leeniel0ves.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-23668524.post-115976327729699865</id><published>2006-10-02T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T12:27:57.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;that's wat happen when u sucker hated someone in ure life... someone very close to ure life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;he/she  goes ard telling pple that he/she  is innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;he/she  acts to have pple take pity of him/her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;he/she  doesnt show his/her  true colors to relative NOT within 10 m range&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;he/she  acts like he/she  have seen everything in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hmm... does he/she sound familiar to ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-115976327729699865?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/115976327729699865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=115976327729699865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115976327729699865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115976327729699865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/10/thats-wat-happen-when-u-sucker-hated.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-115817556255566865</id><published>2006-09-14T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T03:40:55.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;today, uncle passed away... last year, my 3rd uncle passed away... this year, my cousin passed away... followed by my elder uncle which is today... news came as shockin as ever... hmm... strange, he is healthy all along... no sickness... y would he pass away by a merely stroke? i dun understand and nvr got to see him till now... wat had made him collapsed? my conclusion is......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHILDREN ARE BORN IN THE WORLD TO WATCH THEIR PARENTS DIE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i used to tink tat my parents are naggy... now im worried tat i do not have enough time with them... put myself in my uncle's son's shoe... I WILL GO CRAZY... my father cried hearin the news... i wonder how my uncle son is now... hmm... he has always been a cheerful person... likes teasing me... god... pls i beg u... i cannot withstand these anymore... death is the most saddening endding on earth... i cant smile and pretend nothing gone wrong... how i face it lies within me and forever within me... i dun wan to be a oppimistic person... cos it looks lik pretendin to be strong... i jus wan pple ard me to be healthy... i realised the happy low family i used to have GONE... cos pple are leaving earth one by one... when will it be my turn to leave earth? i can only tell myself... come'on low yiling, be opptimistic!!! but a person born in the earth to watch pple beside them die away... i rather be the person to leave earth first........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-115817556255566865?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/115817556255566865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=115817556255566865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115817556255566865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115817556255566865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-uncle-passed-away.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-115513463521595079</id><published>2006-08-09T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T22:43:55.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she lay in bed...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;motionless and face as pale as a white sheet of paper&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. she commit suicide on wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i heard the news... shocking as i ever had... questioning the doubts that grew beneath my heart... i couldnt believe wat i saw on my phone... am i dreamin? the first thought came in me... MY NIECE... i wanted to msg her... but i hold back... she needs to give herself time to cool down... i visited her early in the morning... although she look fine but i know deep down she wanted to cry... i saw the corpse lying in the coffin... i wondered: this isnt her... it doesnt look her... she lay motionless in her coffin... i jus hope she could wake up and tell me it is a joke... but she lay there as still as a wooden block... i saw my cousin's sister... she look shag... as day grew by... i came up with a conclusion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;CHILDREN ARE BORN TO WATCH THEIR PARENTS DIE AWAY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY NEPHEW RUNNING AROUND PLAYING CATCHING WHEN HIS MOTHER DIED AWAY... WAT A INNOCENT CHILD... IGNORANCE IS BLISS... I CAN DO NOTHING BUT WATCH.................&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/23668524-115513463521595079?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/115513463521595079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=115513463521595079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115513463521595079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115513463521595079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/08/she-lay-in-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-115133132189655056</id><published>2006-06-26T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:15:21.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;whoota!!! heex... im back!!! hoho!!! no motivation study again... hmm... tml is test le... i still slackin ard!!! haha... feelin kinda weird weird de... i dunno y but i dun seem to like hanging ard with my nyp frends... even my regent frend... haha... i jus stay at hm slack ard... hmm... tml intending call ailibaba &amp; eunice go play ball... hmm... wish to go out with kiat aili sebas yongkim &amp;amp; most importantly... my BUDDY kai!!! argh!!! intended to watch movie with him, in the end, we didnt meet up watch movie cos he very free de days i not free, i free de days, he not free... haha... tink alot during these days... keep tinkin wad u doin now... hmm...i jus have to accept the facts... haha... no matter wad, JIAYOUS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;i wished to go bak the past but it seems tat u moved on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-115133132189655056?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/115133132189655056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=115133132189655056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115133132189655056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115133132189655056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/06/whoota-heex.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-115089847444818634</id><published>2006-06-21T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T22:01:14.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; thinkin of u all the times... the times we had in sch... i lead a life that i nvr had... a life so happy that i tot it is a dream... a dream i always wanted... tinking of u lots... like my mind nvr grew tired of it... my words nvr reach ure ears... my feelin nvr reach u... u will nvr know now i feel... waitng for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you waiting for you*simple me. complicated you*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-115089847444818634?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/115089847444818634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=115089847444818634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115089847444818634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115089847444818634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/06/thinkin-of-u-all-times.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-115045027023769542</id><published>2006-06-16T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T17:31:10.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;yesterday i saw her blog... one entry writing abt me... i wonder tat shld i leave u in the first place? golb ruoy gnidaer elihw deirc... i dunno the path im going is right or wrong... it seems u moved on... never feel so hard to pick up courage to tok to someone u lost... i never had the courage... so i nvr attempt to make the first move... am i wrong to do tat? i only noe u dun nd me le... haix... see tat u leading a life tat u really desired is good... i dunno wad to say... haha... maybe u nvr write abt me ba!!! I REALLY WISH WE COULD TURN BACK TIME...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;evelyn, i hope we could go bak to the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-115045027023769542?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/115045027023769542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=115045027023769542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115045027023769542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115045027023769542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/06/yesterday-i-saw-her-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-115039286804743747</id><published>2006-06-16T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:34:28.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha... wadever... u still remain as a bastard in my life... the more u tryin to act pitiful... the more u make me puke... yaya... pple tink i wanna be the decision maker... pple tink i wanna be solo kia... anything loh... i cannot link with u guys anyway... do finish the project and we dun have anymore relations... haha... i jus cant understand y i can be so happy and crazy with my regent frends but not my nyp frends... haha... maybe we dun click ba... flare up so often... i mus be siaox le... dun like means dun like... even if u seem to read my blog... i still wanna say fucking bastard... the more u tryin to show i am wrong... i more wrongs i get in life... i jus love it... feel free to scold me... i dun mind... i am always standing here for pple to scold me... i more pple quarrel with me... the more i tink i cant click with u all... and the more i will grew quiet... haha... never had quiet attitude ard 2 yrs something le... i dun mind being a quiet gal... i will only grow happy and crazy when i am with my frends... pple jus expect me to listen to their call when i am watching a movie... cant u see tat when watching movie mus switch to silent... haha... u tink the movie theater is open by ure dad arhz? okok... i am wrong to scold u... u are also wrong to blame me for not answering ure call... wad the!!?! u expect me to hold on the hp 24 hrs on my hand so i will be the first to answer any calls... BULLSHIT!!! im in no position to say anything... i say anything loh... up to u all... u come say me tat it is not ure decision onli... is ours wadeva... haha... did i say me decision is final? haha... i dun tink so... since u tink i tink tat i am the decision maker wadeva u call tat, so y i bother to reply u all... let u all be the decision maker since u all want it so much... i will give u ure desired position as a decision maker... our grp is crumbling anyway... got pple wish to go to another grp... got pple wish to do solo... got pple dun do anthing... and got pple lik me... keep on giving trouble and unhappiness to all... aft this project, i really dunno how to go on anymore... dunno how to move on with my life aft sooo many quarrels... YES!!! i am unhappy with all of u... but tat includes myself... unhappy tat i make too much fuss and noise to the class... yupp... i tink i will jus stop poking in other pple business and shut the hell of my mouth in nyp... only grow noisy and bak to my old self with my ex regent classmates... y i bother to care... making myself so tired... tired tired... yupp... i am attention seeker... do wat u wanna do... say wad u all wanna say... its ure mouth and i cant stop it... the onli thing i can stop is my mouth... it is never so hard at regent when i make my first frend... haha... think i at intermediate level of making frends... things appear to be harder... MANY THINGS... thanks to all that... i am able to grow... growing to know the truths of being an adult... im not a good person... never is a good person... YES!!! i am evil... troublemaker... bitch... wadever u call tat... i only thing i noe is u dun like me... i also dun like u... u hate me... i also hate u... u backstab me... i also backstab u... tis is how i grow up to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-115039286804743747?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/115039286804743747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=115039286804743747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115039286804743747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/115039286804743747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114938927232016891</id><published>2006-06-04T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T10:49:19.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;To the one extra fucking bastard in my team:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i can no longer bear with u anymore... i dunno how u ended up in our team... if u tink u so big position tat u dun need to do anything and everytime push everything to us, u are wrong... my limits to u are over... i never wanted u to be in our team... and i hate everytime we are the same team... stop trying to act ah beng when u are not... stop trying to tiao pple... pls lah... if u trying to act beng, jus go cut ure hair spiky or style ure hair lah... no use keep ure hair lik a nerd and act beng loh... go colour ure hair and tattoo ure back... you this kind of act beng buay beng is one i hated most... wad so big F about ure size... u tink u big size then everybody will scared of u arhz? u not big size, u are FAT!!! pls dun tink u look so amazing tat pple will be scared of u... AND PLS, AS IN THE MRT I SHOUTED AT U, STOP TIAOIN ME... i cannot stand u anymore... i dunno y they all mus put u in my team... u are jus one fucking bastard i hated... when we decided tat 3 pple in oour team... u extra extra come in... buay paiseh... thick skin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i am so tired everytime i generate ideas... its time for u all to generate ideas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;everybody in NYP thinks tat they are in big position and pple will scare them... haha... u all look more lik moron trying to be a fool... so tired of pple here... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i missed RGT sec sch frends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114938927232016891?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114938927232016891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114938927232016891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114938927232016891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114938927232016891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-one-extra-fucking-bastard-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114883073102014656</id><published>2006-05-28T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:56:33.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;haha... yesterday went sentosa with ping, ann, naynoob, jude... haha... got sunburnt!!! argh!!! so pain... hmm... y they all dun have sunburnt one... not fair... i feel so right bak to sec sch life... lik i am a sec sch student... haix, but thing change alot... dun they? yesterday fell right to bed ard 10 plus 11... OMG!!! i jus rmb i forgot to do e learnin and tutorials!!! my gosh... dammit sia... so many hw... AHHHHHHHHH!!! garfield 2 out on 15 june... gotta catch the show... and da vinci code too... so many movie i wanna watch... gotta be brokeT_T haha... wanna buy bag again... hmm... im tinkin whether to buy the white purple nike bag or the black adidas i saw on parkway parade... hmm... dunno leh... today is a happy day!!! coz my mp3 function normally again... haha... tat idiotic brother is bak frm camp and quarrel wif mum... haha... not havin peace with him ard... IM A BAD PERSON... i pangseh pple again... to those who quite displeased by me... IM SORRY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;btw, if u got plenty of time to do and u dunno wat u shld do, i recomend u watch criss angel mindfreak on youtube.com... jus search for criss angel... his illusions and magic is sooo wonderful... HOW IS IT POSSIBLE FOR HIM TO DO TAT??? he simply rawks my world!!! best illusionist i ever seen... &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;CRISS ANGEL MINDFREAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;i m waiting for you... i am so into you... lala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114883073102014656?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114883073102014656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114883073102014656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114883073102014656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114883073102014656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/05/haha_28.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114814977279998890</id><published>2006-05-21T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:58:01.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;haha... today is both a happy and sad day 4 me... hmm... happy is becos i can go bak hm late late... and yets, my dad didnt scold me!!! sad one is... i felt so not into their topic... so not into anything except for ghost stories... hmm... i guess everyone has moved on with their lives and it is happy to noe tat... argh!!! my mp3 system corrupted... hmm... hope it is okay... have to sent it 4 repair and hope all my data will not lose... i spend all my hard time loadin all the things and now i dun have it anymore... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i guess i have to find time to pei my waiyu tat is ping ba... haha... ping!!! me will pei u in the nitex... promise!!! so many things revolving ard tat makes me feel tat i dislike my life... nevertheless, i will try as hard as possible to change my life... i guess jus have to let stupidhead go ba... i nvr expect u to put me in ure life... wat i have said come true le... we can only be hi and bye frends... nth more than tat... i guess i am not suitable in anywhere... hmm... where can i find frends tat is the same as me? hobbies and all tat... am i too selfish? haha... jus be glad of wat i have now... at least i have frend tat truly care... I MISS SEC SCH LIFE!!! lots lots... miss my friends... and miss........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;lala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114814977279998890?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114814977279998890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114814977279998890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114814977279998890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114814977279998890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114805450006507864</id><published>2006-05-19T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:58:32.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hmm... bak to blog again!!! actually, i dunno wad i shld write... haha... jus saw a letter to my bastard brother... from ministry of health... abt human organ transplant!!! argh!!! is he dying soon? haha... now is 11 plus in the night... hmm... i intendin to sneak outta home... haha... wait for my dad to fall asleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;waiting....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;waiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;waiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;haha... me cut my finger today... during my practical lesson... actually it's not a very deep cut... but the worst things is... the metal also cut THROUGH my fingernails... boohoo!!! pain! actually wanted to debur my workpiece using a file... the file slips and hence cut my hands... wahlow... the practical teacher very mei liang xin... see me bleed he say aiyo such a small cut... HELLO!!! U EXPECT ME TO CUT MY WHOLE FINGER OUT THEN U HAPPY ARHZ? haha... still waitin 4 my dad to sleep... feel lik singin twinkle twinkle little star to him... heex... oh man!!! tml have to do my tutorials le... plus e-quizes on the com... haix... so many hw... today i hardly can figure out what the maths lesson is my lecturer, hendi effendi tokin abt!!!! argh!!! i hate him lik siaoz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*ways of gettin out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-jus tell my parents tat i wanna go out and immediately step out of the hse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-bluff them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-wait for dad to slp then sneak out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-knock them till they faint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-threaten them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-climb the windows tat lead to the corridors(hmm... good idea)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-pretend to slp and sneak out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-be a apple polisher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;boohoo!!! i dun have a very perfect plan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*waiting for dad to sleep*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;IMU so much... haha n lala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114805450006507864?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114805450006507864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114805450006507864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114805450006507864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114805450006507864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114727101352081330</id><published>2006-05-10T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:23:33.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i finally awaken today... u nvr expect me to meet xinying ba... she told me u quitted voice assemble WITHOUT telling me... hohoho... u threw me in tis piece of shit and left me alone... who is the one wanting me pei her... i can only tell u one thing... &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;U CHANGED ALOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;... until i dunno who u are anymore... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i am so naive... to believe tat we would be the same again... so stupid... to trust u... is tis ure revenge to me? haha... there is so many things gonna be different and i have to accept it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;to BBNN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i am sorry tat i let u feel tat i am using u... really sorry coz i nvr expect u to feel tis way... i wanted to call u out when i have the time... jus sorry... poly life jus crush me lik everyday is o level exam... seeing pple so hard workin... i knew u are sad and i cant be there for u... therefore i am sorry... i expect u to live to my expectations but i nvr change myself... i am real sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i am jus a selfish bitch... i am so into beliving tat stupidhead and i would be the same again tat i neglected everything... hopes tat my life could refresh again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114727101352081330?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114727101352081330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114727101352081330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114727101352081330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114727101352081330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-finally-awaken-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114624480486041262</id><published>2006-04-29T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T01:20:04.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;it's so hard being a cheerful gal... i nvr want to be a cheerful gal anymore... y muz i try my best to make someone happy when me myself is feelin bad??? in the end, i got nth except scoldings... pple angry abt me... suddenly, all these thing aspired me... NOT TO TRUST ANYONE... haha... trying to wear a happy mask behind my sad faces... to come tink of it... it's time 4 me to grow up...  not to make funny things in class to make pple laugh at me... not to be so noisy... i am lazy to say anymore... i want to be a gal who wears her mp3 all the time... not noeing everything... not listenin to everything... not toking abt everything... i am gonna be lik it... y lik tat!!! two weeks in sch only... got pple dislike me... maybe i shld change my attitude...  no more loud speakers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114624480486041262?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114624480486041262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114624480486041262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114624480486041262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114624480486041262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-so-hard-being-cheerful-gal.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114572684915709284</id><published>2006-04-23T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T01:27:31.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;god!!! u are not being fair... i am not scolding u for the sake of me... but for the sake of willy and qi... y muz u take away him when qi needed him the most!!! do pple have to lose their most imp thing inorder to cherish!!! it aches me to see qi's blog... everytime in the entries write tat she pray for willy to be ok... damn sia... y am i crying? is it because tat sad movie life happens to pple whom i knew? compared to her, i am nth... i am a weak fella... i cant give her support to ask her to be strong... i am a weak fella... i finally know how script writers write script... thru the life experience and things happening around him...is really sad movie came frm real pple story? life is so unfair... u cant get wat u wanted the most...i jus cant believe... believe tat willy passed away...leaving qi alone... y does things turn out tis way!!! life and death are jus beside each other... one day a person is happy playing lookin energetic... another day , it vanishes out of tis world... life is so fragile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;maybe someday... its my turn to leave tis world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114572684915709284?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114572684915709284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114572684915709284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114572684915709284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114572684915709284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/04/god-u-are-not-being-fair.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114555358776482762</id><published>2006-04-21T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:59:12.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;haix... today late again... guess in have to slp earlier... came bak frm work around 10 plus in the night... so tired while workin... today on the way to campus, i saw a man slpin in the mrt drooling around... haha... damn funny... it doesnt seems to affect his slp... arrive at campus, kai xiang called and sae lecture cancell but they nd take attendance... i wasnt there... so considered absent frm lectures... hate poly life lik siaoz... simply sux there... kindda moody becos of something... on my way to work frm campus, haha... lucky i got ben pei me... my jie mei so good!!! see me moody then come pei me... heex...campus life is simply boring... break time more than lesson time... while writting tat i regret letting stupidhead go and wish to msg her... so coincidence... i post my tat entry, stupidhead said elloz to me... heexx... i simply go crazy... but i found out tat we not so close anymore... no matter how hard we tried... met jessica... she seems to be the same... haha... my primary sch best bud... planned to go same CCA as her... at least there is someone to pei me... i feel so glad havin to meet her... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;you two jus simply look alike...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114555358776482762?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114555358776482762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114555358776482762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114555358776482762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114555358776482762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/04/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114538203239474684</id><published>2006-04-19T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T01:40:32.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;bak to write blog aft sooo many day i went missin... appeallin to np failed... which means, i get to go nyp!!! such a "good" sch... everytime lecture cancell... i tink i sit and slack ard even more than i go lecturing... met a few friends... heex... at least i got FRIENDS!!! but WHY ALL BOY!!! my class onli have 2 gal including me... diaoz... one gal frm china which i not VERY close to... met many pple..." heard u go nyp appeal to np unsucessful... shld be in the digital media block ba" tat's wad i wanted to msg her... but i really dunno how to start a topic now... i dunno y i flare up lik mad... but a month has passed... my temper seem to gone... i really really really really really want to go bak to the old days we had... even it seem tat all the while u was ENTERTAININ ME or wadeva u call... i wanted to live bak the life of stupidegg... wanted you by myside... i wondered"did i ever learn to cherish you?" when u lose someone then u learn to cherish her... i begining to understand the meanin of LOSING someone... having a thousands of word i wanted to sae... but i dunno how to say... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"stupid fool... juz msg her lah!!!" word circling inside my brain... but i am scared of seeing her at sch... so i leave the digital media design block far far away... hmm... am i retarded? today i wore the puzzle necklace tat me and stupidhead have... neck sensitive so i took it off... chain it on my bag... ben took it off and hid it... i tot i lost the chain panicked... damn him man... then i realise tat u still stand a place in my heart... no matter how i tried to tell myself to lead a life with no u... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i am in a loss position!!! y muz i flare up? i don't understand!!! is it tat i really jealous or wad??? wat a damn retarded me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I REGRETTED IT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;wish we can still be like wad we are in the old times!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114538203239474684?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114538203239474684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114538203239474684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114538203239474684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114538203239474684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/04/bak-to-write-blog-aft-sooo-many-day-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114407851757749671</id><published>2006-04-03T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:59:44.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;today an adventurous day!!! haha... me and aili actually intending to slack around... call kiat and he doesnt wanna come out... called buddy kai... in the end, conference with 2 of his frend, puinny fong and hong ming... haha... sebas workin... all buay steady!!! finally, left with no choice, we called min jia... in the end, found out tat she is goin out with NTUC boi... haha... hence we rushed frm boon lay down bukit panjang... heex... coz she said tat she is goin bowlin... hmm... lot 1 dun have bowling... and not anywhere near... haha... so muz be BP lah... we spyed them frm afar... haha... them last spotted by mj... haha...we play hide and seek sia... very fun... and then decided to go lot coz aili see jeans... and took neoprints... haha... btw, if any 4/10 pple see my blog... pls notify whether u are going to attend chalet IF we organise one... we are discussing whether to plan a chalet or not... most probably at aloha loyang... heex...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;luv lalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114407851757749671?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114407851757749671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114407851757749671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114407851757749671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114407851757749671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-adventurous-day-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114399368127893735</id><published>2006-04-02T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T00:01:35.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;today no work!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so happy... tml also no work!!! went to trim my hair... and my eyebrows... heex... buy coloured contact lenses... -_- tink i am goin to be broke!!! argh!!! yew tee POSB de branch close down for under renovation... argh~ cant deposit my pay cheque... tmd... y lik tat... damn broke now... tink cannnot buy clothes and bag till my cheque is being deposited... haha... i went my grandma hse today... anyway... i had the cream pasta frm seven eleven... micro-wave de~ damn... it sucks lik hell... i nvr expect it to be soo damn sux... even i lik eating pasta muz admit it really sux... dun if it is expired or wad... taste damn weird... and the slurpee... watery watery de... doesnt slurpee should look lik shit lik tat? dunno lah... lik drinkin coke like tat... no diff... so i asked the cashier to change one 4 me... damn regret... i shld have the takoyaki rather than the cream pasta... sux to the hell... =P yahh!!! teresa is out!!! i dunno y i jus dun lik her smilin... lik very fake lik tat... everything mus smile... (btw, i am tokin abt the campus superstar) lucky zhiyang is the champ... it would be more nicer if it is geraldine... anyway!!! yuyang is sooo shuai!!! lik him lots!!!=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i shld have known u were not into me... but i am soo into you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;lalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114399368127893735?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114399368127893735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114399368127893735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114399368127893735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114399368127893735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-no-work-so-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114391559440369353</id><published>2006-04-02T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T02:00:09.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHY MUST EVERYTHING SEEM SO WRONG!!! today got my pay... but i am not happy as i expected... not because my pay is low... dunno y... jus dun feel happy about some i do not noe... anyway... pple around me are jus using me... I DUN BELIEVE FORVER FREND... it doesnt even seem to appear in my dictionary anymore... having rashes again... this is the third time i having rashes... one on O' level exam another on chinese new year... suay sia...suay until i dunno wat to sae... haix haix haix... orientation comin up on nxt nxt week... goin to be a tough day... sianx sia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i jus saw something tat makes me curious... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;can pple born blind see dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;stupid me... always tinkin of u... u are gone now... only serves as a memory to me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;lalalalalalalalalalala&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/23668524-114391559440369353?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114391559440369353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114391559440369353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114391559440369353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114391559440369353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-must-everything-seem-so-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114373083311526839</id><published>2006-03-30T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:00:33.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;haha... today is the most number of times i laughed since long time ago... went k box with min jia and aili and on the way to orchard, BBNN called!!! i was so suprised tat she called me... not to be sacarstic but i called her a hundred time and she nvr seem to call bak... she said she didnt see any miss call... hmm... i a person whom wonders what pple say to me is true or not... i had a feelin tat she DID see the miss call but didnt call bak somehow because there are more IMPORTANT pple needed to entertain rather than an extra me... haha... but nevertheless, i think positively... during our singin at k box, she msg me again... tellin me to lend her a maths guide book... at then... i was VERY DISSAPPOINTED... not becos she wanted to lend something frm me... is becos i have tis feelin tat she was using me... i dunno y... this feelin jus came rushin in me... she seldom call me... almost NEVER now... tis march i almost nvr receive her call... and she suddenly call me because she wanted lend something frm me?the times where i receive her msg is the time tat she and mosquito quarrel... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i said b4... i dun wanna be a subsititude... stop treating me like one... maybe u dun treat me like one... i dunno... u gave me tis feeling... i stoped believing in others when i let stupidhead goes... i led a simple life... with 4 friends by my side... kiat aili mj buddy... it's enough for me...u didnt even pei me thru the saddest times of my 17 year life... and now u wanted me to believe tat you are still my frend... if tat is the case... wat a good friend and hangout mate i have... i dunno who is still by my side anymore... even aili and mj seems so far tat i cant reach to them... they have their own frends... cant expect pple to pei me all day long... i understand tat... leading a simple life makes me simple... the tinkings i used to have now changes... together with my feelings... tried to keep myself occupied in order not to tink too much... it saddens me sooo much... i hope to led a new life... with new friends by my side... friends tat can make me trust them... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;no offence... but i personally tink the party world de food and drinks not clean... me and aili both have stomache after drinkin drinks... wanna pang sai lik tat... my stomach keep growling... Grr........ argh!!! cant stand it... dirty dirty dirty party world... damn... the price is abt the same whether u use the free 4 hrs coupon or not... no diff lah... i rather go k box loh... drinks more clean... wont stomache after drinkin... cheaper...haha... thanks to mj and aili... u two really makin me happier... glad tat i have known you two... today is a day tat i laughed the most and np tat day... also the three of us at np... the memories i have only three of us... argh!!! stomache growling again... need to go toilet... got to go!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114373083311526839?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114373083311526839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114373083311526839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114373083311526839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114373083311526839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha_30.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114343887309258370</id><published>2006-03-27T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T02:00:50.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;today is my mum birthday... heex... goin to eat steamboat...yesterday work and I MET SOMEONE!!! heex... if u all got see star idol shld noe BRYAN... heex... he got the superstar look loh... muz admit it... i asked him how tall is he... argh!!! 181cm... i tink i will nvr able to reach his height... heex... haha... today off... finally there is some day tat i work afternoon shift... so tired work night one... heex... friday me go partyworld sing song with aili and mj then get a free 4 hr coupon... goin to use the coupon on thursday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE BEING USED BY SOMEONE... DONT COME FINDIN ME IF U QUARREL WITH HER... I DUN LIKE YOU COME FIND ME ONLY WHEN U QUARREL WITH HER... I AM NOT A SUBSTITUDE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heex... today either goin eat steamboat or buffet... i bought a necklace and earrings from taka jewelery for mum.... cost me a hundred plus... very broke now... haha...waiting for my pay!!! yeah... april comin and i regain my money... now very broke... muz be more spendthrift... heexx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;kohyuna dun only come find me when u quarrel with julie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114343887309258370?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114343887309258370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114343887309258370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114343887309258370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114343887309258370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-is-my-mum-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114287564723845632</id><published>2006-03-21T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T23:19:29.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;haha... actually i was typing my post few days ago... the suddenly the keyboard gone off... tmd... no choice but to save in draft... heex... tis is the post from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;monday de... on 20/3/06:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; argh&lt;/span&gt;!! tmd, cant seem to open one file... tml off!!! to be exact, it's today... haha... goin out with aili for bag hunting... and see the movie yours, mine &amp; ours... my frend sae endin very touchin... haha... contacted MJ!!! but tink she didnt pick up... wadeva... listenin to my immortal... i tink tat it jus decribes as what i am feelin now... so tired... tink saying is easier than done... haha... i can only comfort myself by sayin tat i am happy tat there is sumone who can give u happiness... haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;      i am so tired of being hereSuppressed by all my childish fearsAnd if you have to leaveI wish that you would just leave'Cause your presence still lingers hereAnd it won't leave me aloneThese wounds won't seem to healThis pain is just too realThere's just too much that time cannot eraseNow I'm bound by the life you left behindYour face it hauntsMy once pleasant dreamsYour voice it chased awayAll the sanity in meI've tried so hard to tell myself that you're goneBut though you're still with meI've been alone all along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; the paragraph above this is the lyrics of my immortal... tink it is meaninful... btw... HELP!!! who is here 4 me? i really nd sumone by my side... yesterday quarrel with mum... today quarrel with dad... i beginnin to lose all my strength in me... i cant pick myself up and carry on anymore... it still hurts me to tink of the memories of u and me... as 4 my dad and mum... they are simply bias... because of wad? because im a girl... i hate myself being a girl... if i am not a girl... i dun tink all these would have happened... i really hope tat there is a person tat willing to lend me her shoulder to cry on... simply hate myself... y am i so sucks... always put a smile infront of others even when i am really sad... when i am alone... i cried... y cant i jus feel happy when i wan and feel sad when i am infront of others... jus cant do tat... dunno y... destiny is makin fun of me... i can have it... i cant own it... tat my life... maybe i am fated not to have u... i dunno how long i can hold on until one day i cry lik siaoz... if the motorcycle have jus knock me down and i will be free of everything... EVERYTHING...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114287564723845632?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114287564723845632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114287564723845632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114287564723845632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114287564723845632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha_21.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114269622089505876</id><published>2006-03-18T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T02:01:51.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;juz came bak frm home and tragedy again struck!!! first is my idiot brother is bak frm camp again... another is my dad is damn angry abt my mum... i tink my mum went pub drinkin beer... haix... my dad is really unhappy... y cant she stop it!!! she kept drinkin beer aft work... and my dad explode once b4... i guess adults jus cant control themselves... blasting music in my ear in order not to hear them quarrel... haixx... they got so many comment abt each other... everytime wan me to be the middle person... y cant they tok among themselves? STOP INVOLVING ME!!! haix... everytime lik tat... they not sianz i also sianz liao... today i am in a daze... nearly knock down by a motorcycle when crossing the road... keep droppin chicken meat on the floor... tat's not all... spilled chili powder... takin my supervisor apron when i am wearing my own... pple ask me to put only pepper then i added chilli... knockin off the shaker... haix... today is damn bad day... then went home seeing my mum abt to drunk and keep singin dunno wad damn song... and my dad unhappy naggin at me abt my mum... WHAT THE HELL!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yeah!!! finally get to off three days nxt week... meeting aili go see 'yours mine and ours' haha... tink shld be a funny show... nxt sat would be a tough day 4 me... workin frm 11am till 10pm... argh!!! anything lah... i get to earn money$$$... heex... gotta work hard if wanna buy good de mp3... heex... wadeva...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i still tink abt you... supidhead... i guess i haven got over you yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;IMISSYOUNTHEDAYSWEHAD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114269622089505876?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114269622089505876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114269622089505876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114269622089505876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114269622089505876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/03/juz-came-bak-frm-home-and-tragedy.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114261464913619147</id><published>2006-03-18T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T02:03:27.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;h&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;aha... workin today again... me decided either work till 15 april if my supervisor lets or i work till end of april... so sianz sia... saw aili today and jus tok on msn... she said i look fierce when cutting chicken... am i? well, u cant expect me to smile at the CHICKEN... argh!!! bleach 72 dunno out or not... lata have to check... yesterday at the coverse fair bought myself two shirts and a slipper... haha... i kindda lik the designs... haha... anyway, me is probably gonna work 7 full days nxt week... its is killing me!!! work so many days... well, i also nd to have fun!!! summore there very sianz loh... nth to do... WHAT THE HELL!!! bleach is already out but i didnt see it in the d/l website... aiya... gonna watch on the web... cannot d/l... =( heex... it's out anyway... haha... i fell in love with pepsi max... i tink it taste great!!! but i dun lik diet coke... haha... dunno y... me is growin fatter liao... heex... eat too much le... muz go on diet... anyway... million thanks to kiat 4 cheering me up yesterday... yesterday i tok to eugene lee... he is kindda sad tat he is still in sch... haha... nvm... muz work hard... i decided le!!! me muz be more gurl... haha... dun be suprised if u see me very girly after 4 years... haha... today saw a girl.... HER HAIR DAMN NICE!!! like it lots... me gonna highlight purple... anybody wanna highlight? heex... nice... love purple lots... gotta see my bleach le... writin till here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;cried while reading ure blog... coz u dun feel anything 4 me expect gulity... the one u tokin abt shld be me ba... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;but u hurt me lots lots lots... my heart is still aching aft 2 weeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114261464913619147?l=leeniel0ves.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-23668524.post-114251305044824881</id><published>2006-03-16T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T02:04:14.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;tmd... really dunno how to describe her.... she treat u so good le... so stop acting high class in ure blog... u can be better off dead... fuck sia... aiya dun tok abt her anymore... it is their business... i jus feel tat she is jus using me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, today i slack around with aili and gang... and i met the person whom i dun wanna see... not because i am angry of u sorts... u dun nd to sae sorry to me... i am jus feelin tat even if we are still best friend, we wont have the 'best' friend feel anymore... eventually we will still drift away... so why not i jus set u free? no point harpin something or even someone whose heart was nvr into me... your heart belongs to ******... you are so into her... u treat her so imp tat u dun even turn around to look at me who cherishes u... i things i used to do, u will nvr noe... how my friends sae me when i ps them because of you... but now, i doesnt matter... coz i only have 4 friends around my side... who truly wish tat i could pour out my troubles to them... tat's enough 4 me... the buddies i used to have... you and bbnn... is so far away frm me tat i can hardly reach u two... since you all are so far away frm me, y harp on something i cant reach? the only thing i can do now is to treasure those by my side... aili, kiat and buddy... imagine having a frend tat you doesnt even noe what she is doin lately and sorts... a frend tat doesnt even tell u tat she patched with her hangouts... until u have to find out ureself... since this is the case, y not i jus let two of u go? i dont mind havin more friends to leave me... i am numb... so numb tat i cant feel ure sincerity anymore... no matter how many times u said sorry to me, i cant feel myself... my feelin when readin this msg... losin one or two friends i guess now doesnt really mean tat much... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks a million to aili... she told me not to turn my head around... but seeing your back facing me... drifting away frm when i was standing, no doubts tat i am quite sad... coz u turn ure face away... frm tat moment, i knew we could not return bak to normal... to the day where u waited for me outside mac aft my work... i am sorry tat i let you go... but i cant seem to breath anymore... i am tired of the fruitless friendship i held on... on the day it started... i knew one day we would be strangers... this day has come... it is today... where we met and pretended tat we didnt... i guess we are not meant to be forever friends... we simply look too different... our thoughts and interest and future... u have a great friend whom her interest is the same as you... you shld treasure her... i am sooo far away the two person i rely on... i guess i have to depend on myself... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;i am numb... am i? i wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114251305044824881?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114251305044824881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeah!!! finally finish my work... having off tml... how i wished tat i have a frend jus lik how u treat her... now i only have sebastian chang, aili, kiat and buddy kai ba... no more frends liao... looks lik i have lost contact with all my frends le... sitting infront of the com listenin a hundred times of 'say it isnt so'... i tink it is meaningful... tml goin to west mall slack ard then go bak home then go sim lim sq... tis is probably my schedule 4 tml and the day aft tml is work work and work... i came bak home today and mum informed me tat nan yang poly enrolment package is here... oh gosh!!! i tot tat my appeal to ngee ann insuccessful... called sebas and he said tat appeal results in end of march... relieved tat i still have a hope to go ngee ann... but deep in my heart, some part of me juz tink tat i am not able to go ngee ann... heex... anything lah... go which sch then go study loh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;stupidhead, i miss you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;lala, i miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114243689644231865?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114243689644231865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114243689644231865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114243689644231865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114243689644231865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/03/yeah-finally-finish-my-work.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114234973874940115</id><published>2006-03-14T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T02:05:15.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i am so tired... i dunno who to trust... who wants to be my friend... i belongs to nobody anymore... i feel tat my heart is very empty... aching so much... coz i have lost you... i dunno who is still beside me anymore... perhaps no one ba... tat is y these few daes i keep findin pple to tok... tried to keep myself busy so tat i wont tink so much... watever things i used to tell my friends, now i cant even find a friend tat i can tok to... i used to have friends whom i play ball with, but i have no more now... i used to have friends tat tell me her problems, but no more now... i used to have a best friend whom i cherish her very very much, but no more now... i am alone in this world... the road infront of me is so blur... i am too tired of speakin aloud of my accounts... wat happened these few days sorts... coz nobody wanted to listen... screamin out of my lungs in the middle of the crowd but nobody notices... who are still willing to be my frend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;i scold myself while i cried, told myself not to cry, but i kept crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114234973874940115?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114234973874940115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114234973874940115' title='0 Comments'/><link 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anyway, i am deciding whether to buy zen micro photo or to buy ipod nano... so damn confused sia... aiya... dunno lah... pple sae the zen micro de sound system is good and it has more features than ipod nano... but i have searching thru the website and i find tat many complain abt the earjack problem and the firmware upgrade wadeva problems... and infact my friend who bought the creative zen micro also have the ear jack problem... but i am more worried tat if the warranty expires, i wont not be able to get my MP3 fixed... i tink apple has not many negative comments so far... but it contain not much features... and the apple ipod nano is way more expensive compared to zen... a 4g can get u for $400 plus whereby a 8g zen micro photo is also $400 plus... obviously, it is more worth it to buy a 8g MP3 player... maybe the market price is more cheap but the shop sell it more ex lah... i dunno!!! if anyone see my blog, can advise me whether to buy a ipod nano or a zen micro photo ma?  thanks alot!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114210107342950540?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114210107342950540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114210107342950540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114210107342950540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114210107342950540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/03/argh-damn-tired-aft-work.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114200430489907974</id><published>2006-03-10T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:25:04.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yeah!!! finally back in my hse sittin infront of the com... my mum juz brought smelly tofu!!! i lik it lots... dunno why pple tink it is smelly leh? i dun tink so!!! damn nice...my idiot big brother came back from camp... y does he have to make my life miserable? when he goes to camp we always have a peaceful life... when he came back, we have to face his scoldin and my mum has to bear with all this... i tink nothing in the world can make him happy... juz a stubborn idiotic moron pple who make others life difficult... he is always unhappy abt pple doin tis and that... y doesnt he reflect on himself... he's 21 this year but dun even have a dream or wish to do thing... pathetic man... goes off his days by slackin around and scoldin my mum... tat is his best thing... act pitiful to his frend and my cousin and my cousin always sae i am being rude to my "brother"... yeah... who has a brother lik tat?scoldin my mum all these... came bak from camp with cursings and scoldings... dun understand why he can sneak off his life lik tat acting pitiful infront of others... sometime i wish he juz disappear from my life... if killing doesnt get me hanged, i will chop him into pieces and cook curry... when he is at home, i can always hear him quarrel with my dad and cursing and scolding my mum... i am very protective of my mum, so of course will bu shuang him lah... in the end, pple tink tat i am wrong... can he juz dun come bak from camp?stay inside camp very good wad... y muz he book out leh... haix... goin to have a miserable life these few days... hope trainin in navy be very very very very very very very tough for him... maybe they can throw him into the water if he cannot swim sorts... i am not goin to give him a peaceful life... i will make his life miserable too... coz he make my life miserable... i beginning to tink tat actually he isn't my brother... maybe my dad and mum adopt him and sorts... my dad mum second brother and me cannot click with him... really... pple tink it is no big deal but u try living with him u buay tahan one... both me and second bro have a mole behind our ears... only he doesnt have... we love playin basketball and he doesnt lik... maybe he really is not my mum's true son... haha... hope tis is really de case... always quarrel non stop one... if quarrel one time can earn 10 bucks he would be a millionaire... haha... me typin non stop... stoppin here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114200430489907974?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114200430489907974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114200430489907974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114200430489907974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114200430489907974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/03/yeah-finally-back-in-my-hse-sittin.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114192080200551194</id><published>2006-03-09T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T00:13:22.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/503/2437/1600/Picture(9).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/503/2437/320/Picture%289%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha... the photo is my niece... damn cute sia...i love her...----&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#9999ff;"&gt;damn tired sia... today work for 8 hrs... yesterday slp quite late... anyway, today i called yuna... she told me she goin thailand tml... guess i have to be lonely on fri, sat and sun... haha... i workin anywae... today is ann birthday... but i got work so cannot go... haha... here to wish ann a happy birthday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;btw... good 4 yuna cause she can pon her trainin... to those who is tryin to make&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;her life diffcult&lt;/span&gt;: wat done is done, makin pple life difficult is very guo fen... even though she may let u down, but u also have the wrong cursin her and scoldin her fucking bitches sorts... u have ure own opinion... u can go ahead tell pple tat u are the victim of the whole story, tell pple how she mistreat u sorts... i dun believe u have TOTALLY no wrong... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha... i today then noe tat the jia yan is tianyi's cousin... haha... retarded me... i already been a week tat i quarrel with her... but it seems tat my mood has not been a bit happier... it is still the same... feelin so empty... ARGH!!! i called ting fang and msg her abt want work shihlin anymore ma... but she nvr reply me!!! she MIA already... haha... my stomach is goin to burst soon... too full... me eat the mee sua then mum wan me eat porridge... in the end, i only eat the veggies... heex =)... today saw seok teng and yun hon go datin... wahlow... pang seh ann sia... so lovely dovely... come buy mee sua still nd hold hands... haha... opps! dun suan them anymore... lata seok teng beat me become flat flat... havin so many freedom now... i lik the feelin... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23668524-114192080200551194?l=leeniel0ves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/feeds/114192080200551194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23668524&amp;postID=114192080200551194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114192080200551194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23668524/posts/default/114192080200551194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeniel0ves.blogspot.com/2006/03/damn-tired-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>hamtaro-blistersiaoz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01794180628031307061</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-23668524.post-114183397215305721</id><published>2006-03-08T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T02:05:38.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha... first time posting... actuali wanna call aili to help me out... decided to do it myself... juz went and catch a movie 'my girl&amp;amp; i'... damm nice sia... so touchin tat i cried lik mad... haha... suddenly wanna have a blog... so tat i can scold all the pple i wanna scold... in tis way i will feel better... havin drastic changes in my life... can't seem to breath... no matter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wad happen... i can&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;only rely on myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i will let u go... since u dun belong to me anymore... i dun wanna harp on you and look lik a complete idiot... tis is the time i will let u go... is the time where we are complete stranger to each other... time pass... both of us grow and change in some way... i tink tat i am standin in between u two... and i am tired of a friendship tat doesnt belong to me anymore... i always tink tat tis kind of friendship may be good... coz if stay together too often might cause us to quarrel even more... but i was wrong, damm wrong... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i have already lost the part and parcel of my life... the old u... the u tat put me in the centre of ure heart... i cant deny it... we are not tat close anymore... in fact, i tink tat we are juz frend... not even buddies... i deleted photos of u and me... remove photos of u and me in my wallet... u cant deny it... u treat her more important than me... to pple who see these will tink tat wats the big deal... but i am the one been through... the things tat u used to do made me so sad... but even u also dunno... i am so hurt by u... dun wish to tink abt u... but i kept tinkin abt u... you are gone now... no one can enter my heart anymore... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=memories gone 4ever=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;`~i can't seem to breath~`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;stupidhead... i will let u go... i have already lost u...&lt;/span&gt; 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