<?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-6690799</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:19:20.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..sTaRz oF lOvEz...</title><subtitle type='html'>wE|c0m3!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-109385933899345450</id><published>2004-08-30T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T17:48:58.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sO sAd mAn... al l those previous post has caused misunderstanding to me n my stead now... he thinking that i was sub him as Eric. wtf? haix.. i tried to tell him im not.. but he seems cant being convince by it.... i dun wanna this kind of sad thing happen kay... haix.. i really love Qiu Shan and i never think of Eric when i was with qs.. i dun even think of Eric le... Qs is the key to make me forget Eric n stuff.... and i realli love him de.. Qs Qs... ni zhi dao mahx.... i really love u de... &gt;.&lt;~~ why u dun believe me... u sad i more sad... haix.... =( anyway.. i love u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-109385933899345450?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/109385933899345450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/109385933899345450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109385933899345450' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-109385914680758827</id><published>2004-08-30T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T17:45:46.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oN 25/6/2004, a g3r fiNally wAs +ogEther wIth dA b0y. +hIngs woRk oUt kiNda smOotH. +hEy aCcePt eAch oTher mIstaKe and s+Uffz. +hEy aRe vEry hAppi aLl dA lOng. +hE g3r wIll bE moRe qIan jIu wHilE +he bOy sHows hiS luRve aND kIndnEss tO +he g3r wHich wIn hEr hEart. +hE kaWaii g3r luRve +hE bOy aLot aLot. hOping +haT thE boY alSo wiLL. sH3 is noW waIting fOR 10/09/2003 +o cOme aS i+ wIll bE a sPeciAl dAy. lEts giVe oUR hAppiNess to thEm bAhx! hOpe +heY laSt foRevEr.    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LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehx... i guess after i pei liang whole dae de nx dae if i go out with chris ar? lame lor chris. idiot lex he. early in the morning 9.30 am called me n ask me go out with him. sae wanna gai gai. kaoz. boy boy still wan to gai. =.= den bo bian lor. ppl my senior lehx. christopher senpai lehx. wad to do sia. zzz den i go jurong east with him bahx. wah kaoz.. u know wad ar.. this chris abit like eric lehx. siao siao de. frm my house wanna to walk all the way to JURONG EAST. =.= coz we live same district mahx... his block is 180 my one 183 mahx.. den he come my hse downstair wait for me lor.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix... walk all the way to jurong east. =.= walk until leg blister still dunno... =.= den keep like pain pain de... hmm.. its not under the leg lehx... its between the toes. =.= LOL. den hor... we reach jurong east le... we walked abt 1 hr plus mahx... zzz so lan! ppl eric walked 45 mins frm his house. lol. den we reached jurong east. we go arcarde play POP n MUSIC. kaoz. i asked chris play mahx.. den he so lan. waste my token. =.= unlike eric kun.. so li hai... haix.. sad sad. oh well nvm. hmm den wad.. we buy movie ticket lor. kaox.!!! we buy liaoz den walk off. i took the change liaoz den walk off.. i forgot the ticket. =.= den i blame it on chris. den he blame it on me. its like blaming each other all the way to ice skaing. den we stopped. we watch around the world in 80 days by jackie chan. =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went into the ice skating there lor.. kaoz. so tempted... but too bad. we nv went inside play. hahax. den we sit down there eat maggie by uncle. kaox. 2.20! shld be 2 dollar. zzz eggie now he also count money le. =.= haix.. inside all noobs lehx.LOL. nice to play sia. go inside chiong. hahaz. but too bad. nv bring any hockey boots. haix. so sad. so long nv play. sure unstable le. chris told me he ytd (tt dae de ytd) he played with his frens. den all fall down. too long nv play. he sae he also cant chiong liaox. sob sob. haix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he promised to play with me n his frenw n my frenw tis coming monday. he treat me some more. so looking forward to it. hoho! ^^ den we watch movie lor. he told me tt theatre 2-3 got ghost behind de... but hor see so many ppl ghost also dun dare to come le. ^^ i guess overall is like tt bahx. i go play gb with my junior liaoz. keep asking me pei him. ppl still primary sch mahx. bobian. cannot blame. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one thing. eric ar... i.. aiya nvm. haix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruben san ke siao liaoz. suddenly ask me for stead. =.= filled u with details later. bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108761595529673426?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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thE eArtH wHerE wE wILL nEvEr rEaCh aGaIn -*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*- iF eVer oNe dAy oUr cOntAinEr oF loVes fLoaT bAck tO uS.. lEt uS bE toGethEr aGaIn... iF iT nEvEr aNd nEvEr... lEt iT gO anD mAy iT bE aS wE wErE nEvEr mEaNt tO bE tOgEthEr aGaIn -*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*- tHe teArs iVe sHEad foR yOu.. tHe pAin iVe eXpEriEncE coZ yOu... iZ aLL gOnE.. iT wIll bE noThinG bUt jUz a sWeeT aNd pEaCefUl mEmoRies. mEmoRies tHaT liEs wIll nOt bE foRgoTtEn. iN fAct iTz tHe bEst oF aLL. bEcAusE mEmoRiz iZ thE onLy thIn yOu wOnt bE aFrAid tO loSe aS iT wIll aLwaYs sTays iN yoU thRougHouT the dAys yOu hAve liVed -*-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108748116325120429?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108748116325120429'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&gt;&gt; wIthoUt yOu... iM laCk oF vItAmiN L  &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; -------------- dun wait 4 mi liao&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; i tell u, even i dun like ani1 in tis world, even if i onli LOVE u in tis world&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; it impossible u hav choose him 1st liao&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; n tt cant be change&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; even i was been force to be single&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; it impossible liao&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; juz be frenz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gEex. gd lor. liddat sae. fine fine. =.= over jiu over. heck liaoz. haix. &lt;br /&gt;yO eric yO. siliang told me to wait for u but i guess nvm liaoz. i guess i took everyone advice. &lt;br /&gt;i GAVE UP. got it? over liaoz. n with those sentences, i bid goodbye to our memories and our love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*- oUr loVe shAll bE aLL buRRied iNto a coNtaInEr aNd lEt iT gO iN thE ocEan... aS aN oCeaN wIll cLEaNsEs aNd sCaTteRed oUr loVes fAr fAr awAY tO tHe oTheRs sIde oF thE eArtH wHerE wE wILL nEvEr rEaCh aGaIn -*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*- 23 days -*-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108740307686192055?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108740307686192055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108740307686192055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108740307686192055' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108736207819295112</id><published>2004-06-16T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T13:10:07.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o.O</title><content type='html'>o.O ytd aRz.. i guess best le lo... also dunno why lehx. ytd i go out with my mum, aunt, maid, grandma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u believe it? we went all the way to ROBINSON jus to buy some blardy BRAS for me. =.= i rather stay at home lehx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but also dunno why lehx... i actually follow them. without any grumble. lol. ive been such a sweet gurl!! :P :p :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hMM.... den in the end i jus buy 2 of em lor... zzz both cost 60 plus liaoz. kaoz. so expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den my mum say this kind of stuff cannot safe de. =.= hmm.. you dao li. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den hor... i very stupid lor. i go find for the wad JUE SHI HAO BRA lehx. cannot find. infact also dunno wad damn brand izzit. LOL. den in the end i found NAMI NAMI bra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess how much it iz? $84 for one piece. GAWD. its like daylight robbery. KAOZ!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum insist of askin me test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den when i come out hor.. i realize i more BUSTY liaoz. coz all =.= theres alot hell of sponge! eeee... so er de lehx. den dun wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den hor... Nami make me tink of Normy. den i keep luffing all the hell way. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went to dunno where. very high class place lehx... kaoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downstair is shopping mall... upstair is all ppls flats. zzz so many ang mo and jap. the place some where at river vally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went there to eat Jack Place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ordered a Set of chicken thingy. comes with a chicken broth. den dunno wad mushroom was tt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den.... sadly.... i finally think of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at gelare... i ordered chicken treat... peach smoothie... macadimia nuts... all he help me pay... den he help me do a waffle.. so sweet. so nice... ^^ den i sit at the couple sit.. but too bad he was working so he was able to sit with me awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice rite? but.. its all like dream. hahaz. nvm lahz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd.... eric finally unblock me in msn... he tok to me.. .saying he still like me.... saying tt he cant get over yh stuff no matter wad... he like ask me give up... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at tt time.. i felt so happy n sad too.. happy coz... i nv misjudged him.. nv bai bai wait for him.. sad coz.. he like dun wan me le.... eric kun... i know with me u have been suffering alot.... i dunno which path should i tak.. should i wait or let go... but let go u will be better i will de... but... i also wan to wait... so very blur now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for ytd... u give me hope again... i will nv regreted telling all my frens that im still loving you n waiting for you... always....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-* 22 days -*- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108736207819295112?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108736207819295112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108736207819295112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108736207819295112' title='o.O'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108726772120077431</id><published>2004-06-15T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T11:14:24.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My Mood&amp;nbsp; &lt;img border="0" src="http://www.angelfire.com/anime5/hinat4/inuyasha1.gif" width="66" height="89"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhz! this is totally crap. jus woke up not long ago becoz of NOISE POLLUTION. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lived on the 18th floor which is the HIGHEST. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's a blardy construction workin on the ROOFTOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad the blardy hell they wanna to do to rooftop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not as if they wanna to build a pool down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd! i flip here roll here somemore use ear plug also no use. its like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOOO DOOOO DOOO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaoz! so loud sommore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix. den now lehx it stopped liaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slp they do lahz. i no slp they stop lahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are they picking on me?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geex.. haiz. dun complain liaoz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go play games le! ciaoz! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108726772120077431?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108726772120077431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108726772120077431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108726772120077431' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108722673054739038</id><published>2004-06-14T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T23:25:30.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haix.</title><content type='html'>hMMx... stupid concillor.. make me lose my voice. kaox. haix. very tired very tired.... sobx... dunno le lahx. keep thinking of him. itz getting sick. haix. oh well. dun tok too much le.. i go rest liaoz. ciaoz. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108722673054739038?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108722673054739038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108722673054739038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108722673054739038' title='haix.'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108720561666735891</id><published>2004-06-14T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T17:33:36.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah diaoz! i jus known a guy from gb. he so called become my counseller. he wanna to know wad happen to me n eric. but den lehx i sae half way he was like interrupting n make conclusion liaoz. =.= den hor onli say little i bth le. i ask him see blog. den he told me how holy how saint he is. gawd. i have a weird counsellor. geex. he told me he solve gurl problem. who the blardy is he facing? not mary not allen . its xuan hui. got it? its me! not other holy creatures. and get the facts b4 u jump into conclusion. geex. haix. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108720561666735891?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108720561666735891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108720561666735891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108720561666735891' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108719234223814775</id><published>2004-06-14T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T13:52:22.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wAh!!! hair all drop liaoz. hAiz!!! i guess i transfer all my frenster profile into blog ar.. bo liaoz ritE? lOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nOw wan to learn new thing... its Animated Text Script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd. ive figuring out how to do. den hor so suey suey need to have table form if not mus put &lt;SPAN&gt; tag n surround them lor. but den i still dun get it. i delete the table n put &lt;SPAN&gt; tag still no effect. den i put table got effect. but blardy my blog no table one. so how to do. =.= i intend to but the animated thingy onto the Dates lorz. look nicer mahx. but den. i still dunno how. haix. i forever so dumb. sob!! &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back later lorz. i go makan le..haiz.. if not mum scold again. ciaoz! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108719234223814775?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108719234223814775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108719234223814775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108719234223814775' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108718659815850584</id><published>2004-06-14T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T12:16:38.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aYe!!</title><content type='html'>aYez... yAwn!!! hAix! =.= jus pom pom finish... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 6.30 am ... woke up at 11.35am... 5 hrs of sleep. gawd.. im dying x_x||||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hAhaz. so Hungry lehx... soBx nth to eatz. oh well, cant really get to sleep. yawn. hmmz.. jus now visit my blog hor... found out tt like missing something lehx... -.- but dunno wad izzit. oh well forget it. later den go thiNkz lorz. sobx. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hAiz.. stupid eRic. aLL his fAult~!!~!!~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cLose my eyez den will think of him smiling sooo sWeetly ^^ beri kawaii de lehx. but hor... realize tt he will no longer smile to me like before le.. abit sad. haix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he be with chocolate gurl, hope that he can smile every minutes. human smile liaoz den look like human wad. no smile give gloomy face like me look like shit. so mus smile more!! ^^  :)  hahaz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although his smile is no longer for me... also doesnt matter mahx... i know he happy can liaoz. hoho. haix.. dunno how to say lehx.. so many things wanna to say but jus dunno how to say... dumb me... haix. oh well. nvm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that freako is ignoring liaoz. geex.. maybe tt how he feel when i ignore him tt time. very painful lehx.. goMenx!! &gt;.&lt;|| but so wad sia? now he got ppl he like den ppl also like him, unlike me. so lonely without him. geex... haix! wO haO ke liAn!!!! T_T  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he dun even wan to reply my sms liaoz. he also block me in msn liaoz. =.= am i realli tt irritating towards him? haiz i think yes bahx. ppl tired of you liaoz mahz. bo bian. dun blame him, blame me! sob. if i nv treat him liddat in the past, he also wont treat me liddat de. kaoz. how come cycle dun sound like cycle but sound like revenging. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaz. dunno lehx... maybe he dun wan me to like him anymore liao lor.. den do until so jue... maybe he wan me to forgot him and find a better one... &lt;&lt; all this is i think think only.. it will nv be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the real fact that i guess is : &lt;br /&gt;1) he wan to forget me coz i bring him too much pain. &lt;br /&gt;3) he dun like me dun love me anymore liaoz.&lt;br /&gt;2) he wanna be with chocolate gurl as he like her. &lt;br /&gt;3) he cant get over yanghui that why he liddat.  &lt;br /&gt;4) he wan a chuan zhen (pure) de ai qing. unlike ours, so complicated coz i stead with his cousin b4.&lt;br /&gt;5) he wan to be able to tell the world or even whenever where he go, he will PROUDLY say, "This is my girlfriend"&lt;br /&gt;6) he wan to be able to face everyone. friends, relatives or wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hMmz... all the 6 points above make sense lehx... but... i dun realli wanna to belive that eric is that kind of person... maybe... i hurt him too much until his limit den bo bian liaoz. he buey tahan liaoz mahx... or maybe... he changed liaoz.. or changed in attitude towards me le. haiz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eric arz... i now very blur... i dunno if u still like me anot... but i can still feel some saddness in you... haix... dunno lehx... maybe you dun like me liaoz.. maybe we really no chance liaoz.. but hor... haix.. suan liaoz. say also no use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go update something first lahz. and the stupid Naruto 85 is really damn long. half an hour 4%. =.= siao liaoz. lol. com siao le lahz!! i visit frenw blog site no music also. only my one got. geex.. they ming ming got put song mahx. haix!! nvm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-**-**- 21 days passes... im still loving you... -**-**-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108718659815850584?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108718659815850584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108718659815850584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108718659815850584' title='aYe!!'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108716395931459519</id><published>2004-06-14T05:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T06:01:12.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah... finally... i get everything fixed... brain abit rusty liaoz... lolx... haix... now 6 in the morning.. wad a nice time. gawd... sun coming out liao i still haben sleep.. dnno y lehx.. dun feel tired at all.. only leg keep hurting.. sobx.. haix... i realize tt when im busy.. i dun realli think abt him.. zz but im not going to make myself busy in order to not think of him.. ahhx! oh great. im thinking of him again. geex. haix. he is ignoring me le. =.= haix.. im jus making myself more pathetic if i keep on bugging him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cmon xuan hui! wtf r u thinking?!! ppl got gurl like liaoz mai liddat liao lahx! wake up lahz!!!! *strangle myself* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. i tink i better take a short rest.. later parents come in sure die... hoho... gd night or morning bahx... yawn.... haix. =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-* 21 days passes... and im still loving you... *-*-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108716395931459519?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108716395931459519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108716395931459519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108716395931459519' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108715775721260006</id><published>2004-06-14T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T04:15:57.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>darn this blardy blogspot lor. totally mess my everything. i open my template n every was gone. i only retreive abit back lor. agrh! now got to redo every thing. bloody arse. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108715775721260006?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108715775721260006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108715775721260006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108715775721260006' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108715095141884800</id><published>2004-06-14T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T03:56:52.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haix..</title><content type='html'>hAix.. so sAd... sO huNgry... bUt nO mooD to eAt... daDdy juS coOked a bowl oF mAggiE foR mE.... nO moOD eAt... dRink 2 sPoonfUl of soup.. den dun wan le.. so wasteful... whole day only drink chocolate milk... haix.. shi lian so xin ku... damn! im 46kg liaoz.. i dun wan coz shi lian make me skinner. haix. so sad. so hungry =.= but wad to do? no mood eat. dun even feel like steping out of the room. haix. bo bian. hope tt can sleep earlier.. but i know i cant.. haix... wadda do.. haix! sAddness.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108715095141884800?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108715095141884800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108715095141884800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108715095141884800' title='haix..'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108714460644318338</id><published>2004-06-14T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T00:36:46.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>foolish me..</title><content type='html'>eEpsss!!! =.= blardy friendster. forever so lag. geex... can they do sth abt it. finish updating my stuff den when save.. all itz gone. i tot everyting gone lehx.. den i keep refresh until it come out. scare me de lehx... haix! today spent my days like hell. do nothing, face the stupid com. my left leg and left hand super pain.. gonna break soon.. also dunno why. =.= haix. now is 12:32am i guess eric is conferencing or rather talking to his gurl gurl bahz. i tink i abit sot sot liaoz. =.= haix. wah.. si siaw wei.. suddenly msn me. "go back, lh needs you" lame!!! haix. "no point thinking of eric liaoz. over is over liao. no use thinking it over and over" haiz, you ppl sae it until so easy. but wan me do it so hard. haix.. sam ar, dun think of jialin le lahx... we both tong bing xiang lian! i understand how u feel. lol. haiz haiz haiz... si eric, block me in msn say he need rest. pi gu de lehx... =.= haix. i keep think of him again. xuan ar xuan.. how foolish can you be... people so happily down therel... dun ruin his happy life lah. haix.. suan le bahx.. haix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108714460644318338?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108714460644318338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108714460644318338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108714460644318338' title='foolish me..'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108712762486127148</id><published>2004-06-13T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T19:53:44.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love really hurts... i know that i know that.... i am not ur rib at all.... maybe you will feel better if i realli leave you. but i dun wan to torture myself anymore le. i really had enuff le.. i cant pretend to be happy when i am not le! im not brave enough! i am not.i wanna to give u the best thing in the world... but i know i dun have the chance le. whenever when i think back the days we used to have, i will jus still down n started crying. jus now i jus open the An Jing's webbie.... it reminds me of everything. at ur house wad you n me told me... at gelare... at ddr... at my house... at a lot of places. i dunno why!! i jus cant let go!! i really very tired le. i wan to give up! but i cant!!! i dunno how to do it! i .... i.... ...... haix.... i need you.... i love you too much to let go... liying say, "how would someone who lived for only 14-18 years know about love? " i know i know! i know!!! im crying for you. the memories and stuff. it proves love. i dunno le... an jing lyric really very nice... very meaningful.. thinking that you love other gurl le.. i jus cant control le... i dun have the power to act happy le... my life is already in a mess... i jus wan to be with you again. but i know i cant le... you have already dirfted so far away me le... i will never be able to find you again.... 01/04/2004 till 24/05/2004  thank you. I swear that, thats the happiest moment in my life le. ^^ i can still remember that night when you come my house... we take photo together.. so happy.. i also can remember the 3rd time i meet you.. i went to tkd with u guys and you ask the soya bean uncle, " Uncle ar, still got soya bean anot? " "How much ar?" "add more sweet hor. like that den nicer mah" hahaz... so innocent.. so pure.. that day, i lose my spec. i left it on the ddr machine. kind o sam.. take it for me n help me keep it. tt day at 6++ i realize my spec is gone... i call eric and told him.. he tot i cry... he hurry run up n find me n ask me dun cry.. how he know.. i was laughing when i saw him so anxious.. he was like "dot.." den suddenly, people started running, he was like " oh shit! den hurri run down n run and before he left... he told me " u stay here ar dun anyhow run got problem find me. " and i will also never forget the day we first kissed. so unexpected... hahaz.. nice memories.. but it jus bring pain... hahaz... eric... no matter wad i say.. no matter how u think... dun doubt my love for you le.. itz true tat im really love you alot le... i wish to have the chance... to say I love you again.... but.. itz jus a wish... a bu ke neng de wish.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108712762486127148?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108712762486127148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108712762486127148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108712762486127148' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108712518197963058</id><published>2004-06-13T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T19:14:43.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eric</title><content type='html'>Eric ar Eric! finally u dun like me liao! after so much of sufering you finally wanna to give up on me liao! so i see theres no point for me to continue loving you! after wad samy told me! i finally made up my mind that i face this blardy facts that i mus get over you! HoHo! since you so fast able to change ur heart and ur love n ur mind and like other gurl! den may it be! i dun care so much liao! no point everyday grief for you. you will nv know how the blardy hell i feel. i had enuff of this pathetic nonsence liaoz. give me a damn break! we are THROUGH! got it? i dunno how u feel if u read tis post! but hor i bet u mus be on cloud nine de! cos finally a persistant gurl like me gave up on u liao! anyway u will never know how i feel de! haix!! if you think i am that kind of person den forget it lah. haix! i know! she is the best gurl u ever met! she gave ur warmth n happiness and wad about me?! im jus a SMALL KIDDO WITH CHILDISH THINKING! i dun give u freedom and shit! so find ur dream gurl! i guess we will be fren only after a moment! when you u JP u saw me i will xpect no greeting from you! so maybe that how u treat me liaoz! and for Chris Sake, dun treat me like a junk! if u really wan to show me attitude or wad shit lehx, jus tell me straight in face and i will jus walk off n we ge zhou ge de lu! i dun wan to have such a fren like you lor! i better lose one den having you giving me attitude. it hurt okay?! i saying this cos i still care for you! but i guess after you finish reading this. i wont give a blardy damn about you anymore and wont wanna to know wad the blardy iz happening around liaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108712518197963058?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108712518197963058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108712518197963058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108712518197963058' title='Eric'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108712473934755226</id><published>2004-06-13T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T19:05:39.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eric</title><content type='html'>Eric Wong! im damn utterly dissapointed with you!!! kaoxz!!! haiz! gez, seeing u is like seeing my old self. am i really that =.= in the past? gawd. i mus be!!! ahhh!!! i can forget you but i jus cant stand the fact that YOU LIKE CHOCOLATE GER!!!~~ dammit!!! y am i always so stubborn! hurmph!!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108712473934755226?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108712473934755226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108712473934755226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108712473934755226' title='Eric'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108712458874171260</id><published>2004-06-13T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T19:03:08.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eric</title><content type='html'>Eric ar, never know that you so fast will like other gurl liao. kaoz. i starting to find that guys are real bastard. =.= &lt;br /&gt;changing  stead like tissue. gawd. what the blardy is this world coming to? everyone is becoming the slave of love. aw. haix!!! wish you well with her bahx! i need time to forget about the memories between us. Bless you and her. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108712458874171260?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108712458874171260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108712458874171260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108712458874171260' title='Eric'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108711988024410258</id><published>2004-06-13T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T17:44:40.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table bgcolor='#99ffff' border=3 bordercolor='#0033ff' cellspacing=0 cellpadding=3&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font size=+2 style='color: black;'&gt;C&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle align=left&gt;&lt;font style='color: black;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Charismatic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font size=+2 style='color: black;'&gt;H&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle align=left&gt;&lt;font style='color: black;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hardworking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font size=+2 style='color: black;'&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle align=left&gt;&lt;font style='color: black;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accurate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font size=+2 style='color: black;'&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle align=left&gt;&lt;font style='color: black;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Insane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 bgcolor=#0033ff&gt;&lt;font size=1 class='size: 5pt;'&gt; 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The conversation is in english whereas the video is chinese itself.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; This story is put in both video and word based. For non chinese, you can jus read the story below. For those who are interested in the video, can visit the link given below. Please N-Joy. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Hopefully this romantic story will pass around to everyone and always remind ourself that Love is the most wonderful thing that can happen once you step into this world despite saddness, it play a big roles in everybody life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Webbie : &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://card3.silversand.net/diy/image/090666.swf" target="_blank"&gt;http://card3.silversand.net/diy/image/090666.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Love Story &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl in love asked her boyfriend... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl(g): Tell me... who do you love most in this world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy (b): You, of course! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g: In your heart, what am I to you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said,"You are my rib." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b: In the Bible, it was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep, God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life, you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a long while. However, the youthful couple, due to busy schedule of modern life, the never ending worries of daily problems, began to drift apart and their life became mundane... All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other... The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house... At the opposite side of the road, she shouted,"You don't love me!" &lt;br /&gt;The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted,"Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!" &lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while... He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back... With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up. Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go...", she continued,"It is less painful this way... let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years have since gone by... He had never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly... She had left the country and back... She had married a foreigner and divorced... He felt anguished that she never waited for him... In one dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart... He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, they finally met... at the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good-byes... He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them... She smiled at him gently... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b: How are you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g: I'm fine. How about you... Have you found your missing rib? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b: No. g: I'm be flying to New York in the next flight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b: I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back. You know my number... nothing has changed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a smile, she turned around and waved good- bye... Good-bye... is it forever not meeting each other again? One week later, he heard of her death... She had perished in New York... in the event that shocked the world... Midnight... Once again, he lit his cigarette... And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart... He finally knew, she was his missing rib that he had carelessly broken... &gt; People are like stained-glass windows, They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108711897403588565?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711897403588565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711897403588565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108711897403588565' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108711762845819240</id><published>2004-06-13T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T17:07:08.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jonester/1072244246_uresyellow.jpg" border="0" alt="Yellow"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You should be wearing the colour....Yellow! Yellow&lt;br&gt;is known to be the first colour the human eye&lt;br&gt;catches.  You are a person who is full of&lt;br&gt;dreams, and large ambitions, so if you want to&lt;br&gt;get noticed, wear yellow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jonester/quizzes/What%20colour%20should%20you%20be%20wearing%3F%20%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What colour should you be wearing?  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-*-*-*-**-*-*&lt;br /&gt;although yellow is a very catchy colour hor... but to be honest hor..&lt;br /&gt;my wardrobe only got one yellow OP shirt. at first i love it alot hor&lt;br /&gt;but after i slim down abit liaoz hor.. find it too big so dun really wanna wear it liao.&lt;br /&gt;=.= it cos me 35 dollar for Chris Sake! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108711762845819240?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711762845819240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711762845819240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108711762845819240' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108711726682909214</id><published>2004-06-13T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T17:01:06.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jonester/1072075030_turessmile.jpg" border="0" alt="smile"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your sign of frustration is....Well, nothing.  You&lt;br&gt;never get frustrated, which is very odd.&lt;br&gt;Nothing bothers you, and you act very sensible&lt;br&gt;when you are faced with a problem. Remember&lt;br&gt;though, that it is alright to get frustrated on&lt;br&gt;certain occasions, for it is only natural.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jonester/quizzes/What%20sign%20of%20frustration%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What sign of frustration are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108711726682909214?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711726682909214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711726682909214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108711726682909214' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108711713861663207</id><published>2004-06-13T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T16:58:58.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jonester/1070930212_CMyDocumentscaramel.jpg" border="0" alt="cara"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're a Caramel!!  You are known for your&lt;br&gt;sweetness. You are comfortable with yourself,&lt;br&gt;and help others feel the same way about&lt;br&gt;themselves.  You are generally friendly to&lt;br&gt;everyone, and believe in second chances.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jonester/quizzes/Which%20kind%20of%20candy%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which kind of candy are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108711713861663207?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711713861663207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711713861663207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108711713861663207' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108711638126333361</id><published>2004-06-13T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T16:46:21.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sImplE sHort sWeet sTory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-*&lt;br /&gt;A girl and a boy were on a motorcycle, speeding &lt;br /&gt;through the night. &lt;br /&gt;They loved each other a lot.. &lt;br /&gt;Girl:" slow down a little.. I'm scared.." &lt;br /&gt;Boy: "No, it's so fun.." &lt;br /&gt;Girl: "please... it's so scary.." &lt;br /&gt;Boy: "Then say that you love me.." &lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Fine..I love you..can you slow down now?" &lt;br /&gt;Boy: "Give me a big hug.." &lt;br /&gt;The girl gave him a big hug. &lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Now can you slow down?" &lt;br /&gt;Boy: "Can you take off my helmet and put it on? &lt;br /&gt;It's uncomfortable and it's bothering me while I &lt;br /&gt;drive."&lt;br /&gt;The next day, there was a story in the &lt;br /&gt;newspaper. A motorcycle had crashed into a &lt;br /&gt;building because its brakes were broken. &lt;br /&gt;There were two people on the motorcycle, of &lt;br /&gt;which one died, and the other had survived... &lt;br /&gt;The guy knew that the brakes were broken. He &lt;br /&gt;didn't want to let the girl know, because he &lt;br /&gt;knew that the girl would have gotten scared. &lt;br /&gt;Instead, he was told the last time that she &lt;br /&gt;loved him, got a hug from her, put his helmet on &lt;br /&gt;her so that she can live, and die himself...&lt;br /&gt;Once in awhile, Right in the middle of an &lt;br /&gt;ordinary life, Love gives us a fairy tale..&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-*&lt;br /&gt;If write something liddat to eng teacher hor, teacher sure give full mark de unless out of topic lahx! &lt;br /&gt;so simple so sweet so short yet so touching and wei da!! ~~~ &lt;br /&gt;love is always full of surprise. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see see?! fairy tale does exist! and!! fairy tale is jus like fantasy! a place where u wont get hurtz! so its still better place den in REALITY! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108711638126333361?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711638126333361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711638126333361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108711638126333361' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108711563182690195</id><published>2004-06-13T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T16:33:51.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hOhO!! finally ive read something goodie!! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix... quite true quite true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*  -*- -*-* -*-* *- *- - *- ** - *-- *- &lt;br /&gt; 1. When a girl says she's sad, but she &lt;br /&gt;isn't crying, it means she's crying in her &lt;br /&gt;heart. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2. When she ignores you after you've done&lt;br /&gt;something wrong, it's best to give her a tight &lt;br /&gt;hug no matter how she struggles away. no matter &lt;br /&gt;whether she's crying or not. just a tight hug &lt;br /&gt;she cant escape from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. never tell the girl what you REALLY like &lt;br /&gt;about your "crush" on another girl just to get &lt;br /&gt;her jealous, it'll only give her the impression &lt;br /&gt;that your not interested. and its pissing at &lt;br /&gt;that.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4. A girl can't find anything to hate about the&lt;br /&gt;guy she loves (which is why it is so hard for &lt;br /&gt;her to 'get over him'after the relationship's &lt;br /&gt;over.) but honestly, she cant find anything to &lt;br /&gt;like about the guy too.(which is why she will &lt;br /&gt;only notice it when he's gone)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5. If a girl loves a guy, he will always be on&lt;br /&gt;her mind, even though she flirts with other &lt;br /&gt;guys.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;6. When the guy she likes smiles and stares &lt;br /&gt;deep into her eyes, she will melt. well, &lt;br /&gt;actually, her face will burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you really like a girl, dont tell her. she &lt;br /&gt;will know. but be sure to make the first move &lt;br /&gt;when u get the signal. *noT vEry tRue lOhx*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A girl likes to hear compliments, but usually&lt;br /&gt;is not sure how to react to them. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;9. When a particular guy flirts with a girl very&lt;br /&gt;often, a girl would start thinking the guy likes &lt;br /&gt;her. So if you treat a girl just as a friend, go &lt;br /&gt;easy on the smiles and stare ok? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10. If you don't like a girl who likes you, break&lt;br /&gt;it to her gently. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11. If a girl starts avoiding you after you &lt;br /&gt;reject her, leave her alone for a while. If you &lt;br /&gt;still treat her as a friend, talk to her. you &lt;br /&gt;have to talk to her. or she'll hate you i bet. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;12. Girls enjoy talking about what they feel.&lt;br /&gt;Music, poetry, drawings and writing are ways &lt;br /&gt;of expressing themselves (which explains why &lt;br /&gt;most girls like writing journals). &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;13. Never tell a girl that she is useless in any&lt;br /&gt;way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Girls might sound uninterested when you ask &lt;br /&gt;her to be your girlfriend, it's their way of &lt;br /&gt;playing hard to get, she doesn't want to seem &lt;br /&gt;too available.So don't give up.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;15. Being too serious can turn a girl off. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;16. When the guy she likes calls her for the&lt;br /&gt;first time, the girl may act uninterested during &lt;br /&gt;the call.  But as soon as the phone is back on &lt;br /&gt;the hook, she will whoop with joy and &lt;br /&gt;immediately start telephoning her friends to &lt;br /&gt;spread the news. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;17. A smile means a lot to a girl. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;18. If you like a girl, try making friends with&lt;br /&gt;her first. Let her get to know you. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;19. If a girl says she can't go out with you, &lt;br /&gt;leave. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;20. But if she still calls you or expect a call&lt;br /&gt;from you, stay. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;21. Don't try to guess a girl's feelings. Ask &lt;br /&gt;her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;22. Hearing the words "I love you" is security &lt;br /&gt;in knowing the girl has ur heart. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;23. After a girl falls in love with a guy, &lt;br /&gt;she'll wonder why she never noticed him &lt;br /&gt;before.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;24. If you need tips on how to flirt with a &lt;br /&gt;girl,read romance stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. When class pictures come out, a girl &lt;br /&gt;would first check who is standing next to her &lt;br /&gt;crush before actually looking at herself. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;26. A girl's ex-crush will always be in her&lt;br /&gt;memory, but the guy she loves now stays in her &lt;br /&gt;heart. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;27. Girls love having fun! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;28. A simple 'Hi' can brighten a girl's day. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;29. A girl's best friends usually know best &lt;br /&gt;what she is feeling and going through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Girls hate it when a guy pays attention to&lt;br /&gt;them just to get close to their 'prettier' &lt;br /&gt;friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Most girls would wait for the guys to make &lt;br /&gt;the first 'move', so guys DON'T hold back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Love means devotion, caring and happiness to &lt;br /&gt;a girl, in that order. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;33.Some girls care about looks, some care &lt;br /&gt;about brains, but ALL girls want a guy who will &lt;br /&gt;love and care for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Girls want nothing more than to feel loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.never ignore her. or scold her.IF U DO, GO &lt;br /&gt;TO HELL CUZ U R A JERK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geex... who da hell intepret this? is she or he a psy? &lt;br /&gt;MOST of the points up there really says out wad a gurl feels. &lt;br /&gt;and also wad i feels. lol.&lt;br /&gt;gawd. it really xpress wad gurls are thinking!&lt;br /&gt;-*- waiting for love!! -*-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108711563182690195?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711563182690195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711563182690195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108711563182690195' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108711493818201364</id><published>2004-06-13T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T16:22:18.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-*^- what is love -^*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of professional people posed this &lt;br /&gt;question to a group of 4 to 8-year-olds: What &lt;br /&gt;does love mean?" The answers they got were &lt;br /&gt;broader and deeper than anyone could have &lt;br /&gt;imagined. See what you think: &lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;_____ &lt;br /&gt;"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't &lt;br /&gt;bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my &lt;br /&gt;grandfather does it &lt;br /&gt;for her all the time, even when his hands got &lt;br /&gt;arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca - age 8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When someone loves you, the way they say your &lt;br /&gt;name is different. You know that your name is &lt;br /&gt;safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy &lt;br /&gt;puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell &lt;br /&gt;each other." Karl - age 5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody &lt;br /&gt;most of your French fries without making them &lt;br /&gt;give you any of theirs." &lt;br /&gt;Chrissy, age 6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." &lt;br /&gt;Terri - age 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy &lt;br /&gt;and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to &lt;br /&gt;make sure the taste is OK." &lt;br /&gt;Danny - age 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas &lt;br /&gt;if you stop opening presents and listen, Bobby - &lt;br /&gt;age 5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to learn to love better, you should &lt;br /&gt;start with a friend whom you hate." Nikka - age 6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are two kinds of love. Our love. God's &lt;br /&gt;love. But God makes both kinds of them." Jenny - &lt;br /&gt;age 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, &lt;br /&gt;then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a little old &lt;br /&gt;man who are still friends even after they know &lt;br /&gt;each other so well." Tommy - age 6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't &lt;br /&gt;see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." &lt;br /&gt;Clare - Age 5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of &lt;br /&gt;chicken." Elaine -age 5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty &lt;br /&gt;and still says he is handsomer than Robert &lt;br /&gt;Redford." Chris - age 8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even &lt;br /&gt;after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age &lt;br /&gt;4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know my older sister loves me because she &lt;br /&gt;gives me all her old clothes and has to go out &lt;br /&gt;and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I let my big sister pick on me because my Mom &lt;br /&gt;says she only picks on me because she loves me. &lt;br /&gt;So I pick on my baby sister because I love her." &lt;br /&gt;Bethany - age 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and &lt;br /&gt;down and little stars come out of you." Karen - &lt;br /&gt;age 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when mommy sees daddy on the toilet and &lt;br /&gt;she doesn't think it's gross." Mark - age 6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you &lt;br /&gt;mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a &lt;br /&gt;lot. People forget," Jessica, age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108711493818201364?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711493818201364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711493818201364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108711493818201364' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108711382927976793</id><published>2004-06-13T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T16:03:49.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another Love Story. &lt;br /&gt;I think i can publish a Love Story Book liaoz. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story start wif a guy, &lt;br /&gt;name Paul &lt;br /&gt;and a girl&lt;br /&gt;named Ella..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Both of were still students but had already&lt;br /&gt;started to 'fall in love'.. in another words, &lt;br /&gt;go&lt;br /&gt;steady..  In one of the days during their June&lt;br /&gt;holidays which they have been waiting for, they&lt;br /&gt;met each other at a basketball court..&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, they started playing a match &lt;br /&gt;wif each other.. they had fun..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As Ella knew one of the frens of Paul, she &lt;br /&gt;asked for Paul's number.. At tat time, Paul didn't &lt;br /&gt;want to fall in love again, after getting so much &lt;br /&gt;hurt from the previous one.. Sadly, tat fren of Paul&lt;br /&gt;didn't give her the number..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;As days went by, the holidays ended.. They met&lt;br /&gt;each other at another basketball near Ella's&lt;br /&gt;skool.. Day went by and Ella borrowed Paul's hp&lt;br /&gt;and missed call her own hp to get his number..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Tat very nite, she smsed Paul.. They chatted &lt;br /&gt;and had fun.. Till one day, Ella expressed her love&lt;br /&gt;for Paul.. Paul loved her much too.. after&lt;br /&gt;thinking 4 a long time, Paul thinks tat he and&lt;br /&gt;Ella would last, thus, asked her if she would &lt;br /&gt;be his partner.. Obviously, she agreed..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They went steady for one and a half short &lt;br /&gt;mths.. Ella ended the relationship.. with her parents &lt;br /&gt;not allowing her to go steady as a reason.. who on&lt;br /&gt;earth would accept tat lame reason? but Paul, &lt;br /&gt;like many other love victims, had no choice but to &lt;br /&gt;let go..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Years past and another fell in love wif Paul.. &lt;br /&gt;She was Mary.. Paul and Ella didn't contact for a very&lt;br /&gt;long time.. Paul still loved Ella very much.. &lt;br /&gt;but nvr had a chance to tell her.. one day, along a&lt;br /&gt;street, Paul was wif Mary.. Paul saw a familiar&lt;br /&gt;figure across the road.. guess who was tat? it &lt;br /&gt;was Ella.. Paul ran across the road, without&lt;br /&gt;noticing a truck coming.. BANG!! everyone near &lt;br /&gt;him crowded around tat area.. Mary screamed as she&lt;br /&gt;rushed to Paul.. Ella joined in the crowd.. She&lt;br /&gt;remembered the face, one who loved her so much &lt;br /&gt;in the past.. Next to him, was Mary.. He wasn't&lt;br /&gt;dead.. 'dun give up.. say my name, 100 times, &lt;br /&gt;1000 time, a million times.. u're gonna say it till &lt;br /&gt;u can finish a million b4 u can stop!!' Mary &lt;br /&gt;said to Paul.. with tears in her eyes.. Everyone &lt;br /&gt;thought Mary was Paul's gerl.. Standing at one side,&lt;br /&gt;alone, was a gerl crying.. tat was Ella who&lt;br /&gt;regretted breaking up wif Paul, after recalling&lt;br /&gt;how nice Paul treated her in the past..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Paul was sent to the Hospital..Mary and Ella &lt;br /&gt;were there.. Praying hard.. An operation was carried&lt;br /&gt;out.. Paul didn't survive.. The Doctor came &lt;br /&gt;out, shaking his head.. Sighed.. He too, thought tat&lt;br /&gt;Mary was Paul's gerlfren, thus approached her &lt;br /&gt;for an apology for not being able to revive &lt;br /&gt;Paul.. &lt;br /&gt;He said to Mary: "Miss Ella.. your boyfren didn't&lt;br /&gt;survive.. he gave himself up after calling your&lt;br /&gt;name 157 times.. im sorry.."&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The Doctor has actually mistook Mary for Ella..&lt;br /&gt;Paul was calling out for Ella.. Ella cried in a&lt;br /&gt;corner.. She knew why he had stopped at 157.. &lt;br /&gt;tat was the day she broke wif him..(15/7)she, who&lt;br /&gt;ended the relationship which Paul treasured so&lt;br /&gt;much, has in turn, ended Paul's life..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;IF YOU LOVE SOMEONE DEEPLY.. NVR LEAVE TAT&lt;br /&gt;PERSON.. U'LL NVR NOE WHEN U'LL NEED HIM/HER &lt;br /&gt;BACK&lt;br /&gt;IN YOUR LIFE AGAIN..TREASURE YOUR LOVED&lt;br /&gt;ONES..YOU'LL NVR NOE IF YOUR RELATIONSHIP WIF &lt;br /&gt;YOUR PARTNER WOULD ACTUALLY MEAN A LIFE TO HIM..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*--*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... i tink this one is much more realistic den the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;coz i have encounter this case before. &lt;br /&gt;one eric and rui. -.- but the situation not that bad n curel like this.&lt;br /&gt;Eric ar eric.... i know i lose you liaoz.. i might be like Paul (choy) &lt;br /&gt;but mus treasure chocolate gurl or rather the gurl u like now. okay?&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i mus say one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ella is like me! :p &lt;br /&gt;still remembered that that's how i get eric's number.&lt;br /&gt;use his hp n missed call my hp. &lt;br /&gt;Hor? ehx.. sorry.. dun mean to mention past.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, let it be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jesus, please allow Paul to enter your paradise and may him to be happy there.&lt;br /&gt;shower him with your great love and care and cure his love sick too. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108711382927976793?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711382927976793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711382927976793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108711382927976793' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108711285049968829</id><published>2004-06-13T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T15:47:30.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*&lt;br /&gt;Love Story &lt;br /&gt;*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a story bout 2 love birds...&lt;br /&gt;david and mary... &lt;br /&gt;loved each other so much...&lt;br /&gt;david used to  be a playboy... &lt;br /&gt;when he was with mary... &lt;br /&gt;he decided to turn over a new lve... &lt;br /&gt;as soon as they got together... &lt;br /&gt;david forgot his promises he made to himself...&lt;br /&gt;on a bright saturday, they met... &lt;br /&gt;david asked her to join him wif his friends hang &lt;br /&gt;out...&lt;br /&gt;but she refused as she promised her friend to go &lt;br /&gt;for a party... &lt;br /&gt;the did not meet the next day...&lt;br /&gt;monday...&lt;br /&gt;they planned to meet but mary did not come...&lt;br /&gt;he went looking for her...&lt;br /&gt;tears started rolling down his cheeks...&lt;br /&gt;mary was in the arms of another guy...&lt;br /&gt;did he appoach them?&lt;br /&gt;no...&lt;br /&gt;wad?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;yup, dats ryte...&lt;br /&gt;i said no...&lt;br /&gt;still wondering why?&lt;br /&gt;because he saw her happy smile in that guys' &lt;br /&gt;arm...&lt;br /&gt;if dat made her happy...&lt;br /&gt;then all he wanted was juz seeing her happy...&lt;br /&gt;as he turned to walk...&lt;br /&gt;mary caught a glimpse of david...&lt;br /&gt;she pushed the guy and ran for david...&lt;br /&gt;she noticed david was struggling...&lt;br /&gt;wads wrong?&lt;br /&gt;when she reached him, he was facing his back to &lt;br /&gt;her... she called out davids name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david...&lt;br /&gt;i am so sorry...&lt;br /&gt;i really love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun mind...&lt;br /&gt;if being wif him makes you happy...&lt;br /&gt;den let it be...&lt;br /&gt;i juz wanna see you happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;david!&lt;br /&gt;why is your hand bleeding?&lt;br /&gt;(she went in front of him)&lt;br /&gt;david! wad happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(blood were oozing out of his eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mary... can you help me?&lt;br /&gt;juz call an ambulance for me...&lt;br /&gt;i decided to stop myself from having the gift of &lt;br /&gt;sight...&lt;br /&gt;maybe the last thing i ever got to saw was ur &lt;br /&gt;happy face... &lt;br /&gt;dat made me happy...&lt;br /&gt;i juz wish to keep that sight forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*&lt;br /&gt;the best thing on earth... is to see someone you love to be happy&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, can everyone do that? &lt;br /&gt;Nope. Man are too selfish to let go of anything. &lt;br /&gt;But, love wins everything. all you need is TIME. &lt;br /&gt;*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108711285049968829?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711285049968829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711285049968829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108711285049968829' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108711272176841997</id><published>2004-06-13T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T15:45:21.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>muanch jus called me... and we spend 15 mins toking abt boyfriend thing. haix. so lame!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-  conversation with my lao po .. =- MANJEETA DEVI =-=   -*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Manjeeta : cheer up gurl!&lt;br /&gt;*Xuan     : how to cheer up sia??&lt;br /&gt;*Manjeeta : can one lahx. jus dun keep think about him.&lt;br /&gt;*Xuan     : haix... i miss my EX boyfirend...&lt;br /&gt;*Manjeeta : Yeah.. mE  too... &lt;br /&gt;*Xuan     : eric... sobx lol&lt;br /&gt;*Manjeeta : stop your Eric thingy will you? &lt;br /&gt;*Xuan     : i jus miss him. gawd. its really sick man!&lt;br /&gt;*Manjeeta : cheer up! dun need to grief on him. love is only part of your life.&lt;br /&gt;*Xuan     : huh.... haix.. nvm lahx.. thankz anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*- hang up phone -*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz!! love is only part of your life... really ar... haiz... damn eric. getta outta my headda!!! zzz &lt;br /&gt;ehx..  i tink im running a fever... haix... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108711272176841997?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711272176841997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108711272176841997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108711272176841997' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108711189987857065</id><published>2004-06-13T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T15:31:39.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=.= woke up at 2 am and check me hp too see if the stupid sam called. - nope - went back to sleep again. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a fun + exciting + cute + sick dreamz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd. i was a psycho. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dream of lots of funny stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was stuck in so called a "palace"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of people were there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den in the middle of no where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a blardy huge bird flew past me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it nearly killed me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den dunno wad happen.... suddenly, i learnt that i was a shaman or rather a ghostbuster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats stupid. -.- worst dream i ever had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta use torchlight n kill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. itz not realli a torchlight. it has different ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gawd dammit! all the torchlight look the same despite their diferent ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive gotta memorize everything. and suprisingly! i can. geex.... like i say, it wad a stupid dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i try out 2 of it.... one torch can summon lots of ghost truck den crash the bird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other one is casting a dunno wad thing and shoo the birdie away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah.... in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victory. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i was like out of the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw 3 tombstones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd. it look very grand to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people out there doesnt seem really sobbing but much more like they were celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez... they mus be sick in their mind pervertic in their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where got ppl die liao still celebrating one. sicko. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first small tombstone = ----  Prince Charles &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second tombstone = ----- Prince ERIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thrid tombstone = ----- Prince William&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the blardy damn wad that. Prince William ?! huh?????!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like what the? haix. better dun let the american know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean itz a dream!! thers not SIN in it!!! -.-  corrupted. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix... how come got prince eric de? i tink eric until too much that wanna him dead ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ... outrageous. -.- haix. who cares? its jus a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh.. they died cos they killed the blardy bird. and they becomes the HERO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehx? i tot its was ME who killed the bird? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... tis is sick... haix... lame dream... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun wan to dream abt it liaox. -.- stupid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108711189987857065?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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who is very&lt;br /&gt;much in love with his girl...&lt;br /&gt;This ROMANTIC GUY folded 1,000 pieces of paper &lt;br /&gt;cranes as a gift to his girl...&lt;br /&gt;Although, at that time he was just a small fry &lt;br /&gt;in &lt;br /&gt;his company, his future doesn't seemed too &lt;br /&gt;bright,&lt;br /&gt;they were very happy together..&lt;br /&gt;Until one day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his girl told him she was going to&lt;br /&gt;Paris and will never come back.&lt;br /&gt;She also told him that&lt;br /&gt;she couldn't visualize&lt;br /&gt;any future for the both of them,&lt;br /&gt;so they went their own ways there and then...&lt;br /&gt;Heartbroken, the guy agreed.&lt;br /&gt;But when he regains his confidence,&lt;br /&gt;he worked hard day and night,&lt;br /&gt;slogging his body and mind&lt;br /&gt;just to make something out of him....&lt;br /&gt;Finally with all these hard work and the help of &lt;br /&gt;friends,&lt;br /&gt;this guy had set up his own company!&lt;br /&gt;You never fail until you stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One rainy day,&lt;br /&gt;while this guy was driving,&lt;br /&gt;he saw an elderly couple sharing an&lt;br /&gt;umbrella the rain walking to some destination.&lt;br /&gt;Even with the umbrella,&lt;br /&gt;they were still drenched.&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take him long to realize&lt;br /&gt;those were his girl's parents...&lt;br /&gt;With a heart in getting back at them,&lt;br /&gt;he drove slowly beside the couple,&lt;br /&gt;wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan...&lt;br /&gt;He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same &lt;br /&gt;anymore;&lt;br /&gt;he had his own company, car, condo, etc.&lt;br /&gt;He made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the guy can realize,&lt;br /&gt;the couple was walking towards a cemetery,&lt;br /&gt;and he got out of his car and followed...&lt;br /&gt;and he saw his girl,&lt;br /&gt;a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at &lt;br /&gt;him from her tombstone&lt;br /&gt;and he saw his paper cranes beside her...&lt;br /&gt;Her parents saw him.&lt;br /&gt;He asks them why had this happened.&lt;br /&gt;They explained,&lt;br /&gt;she did not leave for France at all...&lt;br /&gt;She was ill with cancer...&lt;br /&gt;She had believed that he will make it someday,&lt;br /&gt;but she did not want to be his obstacle!!...&lt;br /&gt;therefore she had chosen to leave him.&lt;br /&gt;Just because someone doesn't love you the way &lt;br /&gt;you &lt;br /&gt;want them to,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean they don't love you with all they &lt;br /&gt;have.&lt;br /&gt;She had wanted her parents to put his&lt;br /&gt;paper cranes beside her,&lt;br /&gt;because, if the day comes when fate brings him &lt;br /&gt;to &lt;br /&gt;her again...&lt;br /&gt;he can take some of those back with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have loved,&lt;br /&gt;you will always love...&lt;br /&gt;For what's in your mind may escape&lt;br /&gt;but what's in your heart will remain forever...&lt;br /&gt;The guy just wept...&lt;br /&gt;The worst way to miss someone&lt;br /&gt;is to be sitting right beside them&lt;br /&gt;knowing you can't have them.....&lt;br /&gt;hope you would understand...&lt;br /&gt;Find time to realize&lt;br /&gt;That there is one person&lt;br /&gt;who means so much to you,&lt;br /&gt;for you might wake up one morning&lt;br /&gt;losing that person&lt;br /&gt;whom you thought meant nothing to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;hAix... sO gan dOng... will suchx thing ever happen to me? &lt;br /&gt;aww... -.- i tink im too lost in love. lol &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108711105575863429?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108703166935293377</id><published>2004-06-12T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T15:49:29.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celine Dion - Because You Loved Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those times you stood by me &lt;br /&gt;For all the truth that you made me see &lt;br /&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life &lt;br /&gt;For all the wrong that you made right &lt;br /&gt;For every dream you made come true &lt;br /&gt;For all the love I found in you &lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever thankful baby &lt;br /&gt;You're the one who held me up &lt;br /&gt;Never let me fall &lt;br /&gt;You're the one who saw me through through it all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak &lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak &lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see &lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me &lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach &lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed &lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am &lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me wings and made me fly &lt;br /&gt;You touched my hand I could touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I lost my faith, you gave it back to me &lt;br /&gt;You said no star was out of reach &lt;br /&gt;You stood by me and I stood tall &lt;br /&gt;I had your love I had it all &lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for each day you gave me &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't know that much &lt;br /&gt;But I know this much is true &lt;br /&gt;I was blessed because I was loved by you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak &lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak &lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see &lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me &lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach &lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed &lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am &lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there for me &lt;br /&gt;The tender wind that carried me &lt;br /&gt;A light in the dark shining your love into my life&lt;br /&gt;You've been my inspiration &lt;br /&gt;Through the lies you were the truth&lt;br /&gt;My world is a better place because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak &lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak &lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see &lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me &lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach &lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed &lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am &lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am &lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My Immortal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of being here&lt;br /&gt;Suppressed by all my childish fears&lt;br /&gt;And if you have to leave&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would just leave&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your presence still lingers here&lt;br /&gt;And it won't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;I held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;But you still have&lt;br /&gt;All of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to captivate me&lt;br /&gt;By your resonating light&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm bound by the life you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Your face it haunts&lt;br /&gt;My once pleasant dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your voice it chased away&lt;br /&gt;All the sanity in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;But though you're still with me&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108703091242985781?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108703091242985781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108703091242985781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Forgive and Forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Be one's stead and fren at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Always by one's side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Loving one always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*&lt;br /&gt;Lesson ive learnt when with him. &lt;br /&gt;Number doesnt come in order.&lt;br /&gt;*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108703074894279851?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108703074894279851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108703074894279851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108703074894279851' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108702999011157855</id><published>2004-06-12T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T16:46:30.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess, its time for me to say wadever i gotta say le.&lt;br /&gt;God...Frens... be my witness. I dun care much le. i dun care about shame or face le. Im sinned and ive gotta confess everyting and wash my sins away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****           ****&lt;br /&gt;Confession Part VII &lt;br /&gt;****           ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric... Im sorry... i know that its too late for everything le... Lord is so unpredictable... when i learn to cherish you.. you chosen to leave me.. i dun blame you. its my fault... i brought this upon myself. me sorry that me lied to you so many times. you never know why i be with boy boy u never know de.. i dunno how to say.. i dun dare to say infront of you as i really dumbfolded with i tok to you.. you will never know how regretful i am how i feel... the pain the remorse. but still got use? you will find yourself a better gurl. i admit i dun really wan to see u with other gurl. i know im selfish. i cant bring myself to accept it cos the guy is no one else but you. but on the other hand, i wan you to be happy and get out of this damn blardy sickening life.i guess.. its better for you to be happy... u happy.. i will be happy le... i dun wan see you sad le... i admit i still like you still love you.. but i guess i keep those in my hearts better... we no chance le. i know that i know that. its very foolish of me not knowing how to treasure you when chances were given to me.i dunno how to prove you i need you... im really lost... i jus know that i really need you... i dunno i dunno... theres too much memeories between us. its hard to forget. although its only months long. it seems like years. i know i shouldnt have choosen yh cos of look n be with boy boy cos wan to escape reality. 2 shot in a row... it gotta hurt alot... but bless you. you have finally learn how to live again. i wont want to destory your life like u say le.. but if theres still a chance for us.. i can asure that everyting will be different... i will treasure you and really really treasure you ... i will love you more den ever more den i could. tis is the first time ive been so emotional. i guess.. im turning back to my usual self le... thanks for changing me...  you know wad? my biggest fear is to lose you. but it seems tt the fear is already here. i know that i will still wait for you... but its so clear that there isnt any chance left for us le... jus now marui come and ask me to stop loving you le. i tried le but i cant. hahaz... never mind... theres still much more for me to say... but i jus dunno how to say... its... too painful. u be happy can le lahx! ^^ eat more vege lahz stupid pig. da ben zhu! n hor... give urself a chance bahx.. i rather  i suffer alone den see u also suffering with me. I wan you back. but i know there no way le. you ar.. aso tired le bahx... u dun wan to continue le.. i can see de. i also dunno if u stil like me anot. but, whenever i hear you voice. i will becme beri happi. but that onli momemnts of happiness... the dreams will soon shattered.. everyting will still be the same.. 14 years in Earth. the moments i met you was the most happiness. even Rui also cant compare. April Fool day is the best le lahx. have you ever regret of knowing me? i bring so much troubles for you. lol... hao le lah.. i dun say le... u dun like me to mention past.. can see de... we will jus be more sad... tell you a secret.  :p you r damn huggable and a gd kisser and also.. a gd partner to have.i wish i can hug u like before but... ^^ never mind. Thats the end of my confession le... ive say wad i could... and i wish all will forgive me... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108702999011157855?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702999011157855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702999011157855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702999011157855' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108702870316447102</id><published>2004-06-12T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T16:25:03.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess, its time for me to say wadever i gotta say le.&lt;br /&gt;God...Frens... be my witness. I dun care much le. i dun care about shame or face le. Im sinned and ive gotta confess everyting and wash my sins away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****          ****&lt;br /&gt;Confession Part VI&lt;br /&gt;****          ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, Im sinned. Ive made everyone so miserable. Im damn sinned. Will i ever waste away my sins? I hope to be with him again. But i know its far too much le.  I should have come to the end. May you give me the power to forget him and let go of everything. and Lord, please give him back the life he should have. Please. I know theres a price in everyting. If really there's a need, i will xchange my damn life for his normal life and may him eat more vegetables. he need to live longer. he bring happiness to everyone. it will be unfair if such a kind hearted guy gotta die so early jus becoz of a young foolish ger (me) wrong doing. I dun mind dying early. But also, bless my parents. Thank You Lord. Amen.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108702870316447102?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702870316447102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702870316447102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702870316447102' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108702835378917480</id><published>2004-06-12T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T16:19:13.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess, its time for me to say wadever i gotta say le.&lt;br /&gt;God...Frens... be my witness. I dun care much le. i dun care about shame or face le. Im sinned and ive gotta confess everyting and wash my sins away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****         ****&lt;br /&gt;Confession Part V&lt;br /&gt;****         ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, sorry. Ive promise you not to fall in love so early but unfortunately, me really fell for eric le. i guess u will only accept him when i get older. or rest you, you dun gotta worry so much le. he dump me. foolish me ehx? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108702835378917480?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702835378917480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702835378917480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702835378917480' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108702822164812696</id><published>2004-06-12T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T16:17:01.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess, its time for me to say wadever i gotta say le.&lt;br /&gt;God...Frens... be my witness. I dun care much le. i dun care about shame or face le. Im sinned and ive gotta confess everyting and wash my sins away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****          ****&lt;br /&gt;Confession Part IV&lt;br /&gt;****          ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eRic's frewnx, relative. i know that ive done a grave mistake and i shall not be forgiven again. i know the only way to solve everyting is to let Eric go. I know that. Im trying now. Sorry for causing so many problems for you guys. be it norman or yang hui, be it aunty or yh's mum, be it eric number 1 or eric's gd buddy. haix... eric has been in such an unbearable pain and he finally come out of yang hui thingy, but me, once again, gave him another shock on 20th of March 2004. i guess that the limit to it le. haix haix. heng heng eric gd frewns are beside him and console him. if not like wad he say, i will regret for the rest of my life le. i dunno how to prove to you guys now that i really learn my mistakes n treasure him le. but i jus know that, its not easy for me le. haix. gomen gomen.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108702822164812696?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702822164812696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702822164812696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702822164812696' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108702758411917170</id><published>2004-06-12T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T16:06:24.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession III</title><content type='html'>I guess, its time for me to say wadever i gotta say le.&lt;br /&gt;God...Frens... be my witness. I dun care much le. i dun care about shame or face le. Im sinned and ive gotta confess everyting and wash my sins away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****           ****&lt;br /&gt;Confession Part III&lt;br /&gt;****           ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferlyn, thanks for helping me that time. i guess if not cos of you, i wont be with Eric de. Thanks for telling me straight in the face that not to run away from reality. Thanks for telling me to be with the guy i really want. Thanks for making my mind so clear that i really need Eric. That why, cos of you, ive decided to "break" with boyboy and be with the one i really love. hahaz! at least ur effort nv went down the drain. Although me and eric break le. but at least, there's still memories left between us... i guess that enough le... thanks frewnx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108702758411917170?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702758411917170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702758411917170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702758411917170' title='Confession III'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108702734674242026</id><published>2004-06-12T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T16:02:26.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession Part II</title><content type='html'>I guess, its time for me to say wadever i gotta say le.&lt;br /&gt;God...Frens... be my witness. I dun care much le. i dun care about shame or face le. Im sinned and ive gotta confess everyting and wash my sins away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****          ****&lt;br /&gt;Confession Part II&lt;br /&gt;****          ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy Boy, Im sorry. I guess who didnt stead at all. Hahaz. Infact ben jz they all still think we steading. LOL. they think too much le bahx? Hmmx... wad me gotta confess lehx? haiz. I guess im in the same boat as you. Tell you the truth. I didnt really want to be with you. Theres no reason. The feeling not there mahx... but u also same boat as me mahx... haix.. You know Eric hor? i told you before about him and me. I dunno... i tried my friend method. To forget a guy is to find other guy. zzz infact we both nv find each other. or rather we nv stead even. at jurong point, i told eric "Later i meet my boyfriend le." he jus rush off... den i also run off lor... ddr machine 1 more credit left. dunno who play it. hahax. when he called me, i wanna to cry. but i dun dare. 7-11 so many people. haix.. i guess we both use each other as a partner to numb our pain. jus like you and christina, me and eric. ive choose to run away from the reality. i dun dare to be with eric. not cos i dun like him. its cos i afraid that he will use Yang Hui stuff and shoot me like he now did. my fear become reality. its sucks. haix... anyway, nice to have u as a buddy. thanks boy. and ar! dun hurt chris liao laz! ^^ oops. we hold hand before in jp hor? lol. ur hand were so icy cold.  zz i tink tt time u havin flu. den stupid u pass the virus to me! zzzzzzzzz. haix... okayz lahx. thanks for being my "partner". &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108702734674242026?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702734674242026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702734674242026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702734674242026' title='Confession Part II'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108702644007112271</id><published>2004-06-12T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T15:47:20.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession  Part I</title><content type='html'>I guess, its time for me to say wadever i gotta say le.&lt;br /&gt;God...Frens... be my witness. I dun care much le. i dun care about shame or face le. Im sinned and ive gotta confess everyting and wash my sins away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****          ****&lt;br /&gt;Confession Part I&lt;br /&gt;****          ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang Hui, im sorry. i dunno how to explain le. you told me you love me u wanna be with me. i took ur words like a fool. but, im not really a fool. &lt;br /&gt;Ive been doubting your love for me ever since you told me you wanna be with me. And theres things i wanna to say... i know after i said it, you will treat me like nobody or dont even remember my name anymore le. or maybe, in ur eyes im a fugly bitch. i dun care le. since i dare to confess everyting le. i have no shame of keeping my secret to you le. Ive lied. Im sorry. &lt;br /&gt;The days ive met you, my impression for you is slightly above then average. I admit. Im a farking blardy arsehole at that time. I go for look. I agreed to stead with you because of 2 stupid reasons. &lt;br /&gt;(1) Your looks win my heart.&lt;br /&gt;(2) You ask for stead.&lt;br /&gt;Gawd. Stupid right? Anyway we don't last for long. Its only 2 days. and already, lots of trouble came knocking the door le. You ask for break. Initally, i cried i dun want to let go. Im emotional. Since you r my stead, i surely have a little feelings for you. that why. Im sorry. I lied to you that i dun like Eric. and foolish you, take it seriously. But infact, you know that i like him right? But foolish Eric, he seems no aware. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108702644007112271?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702644007112271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702644007112271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702644007112271' title='Confession  Part I'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108702554592018076</id><published>2004-06-12T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T15:32:25.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dEcent    vS    cUte</title><content type='html'>decent versus cute. who will u choose? &lt;br /&gt;definately im not the decent gurl. coz to eric, decent means very guai. oh well, ive gotta admit im not. Im not like chocolate gurl. she is decent and guai! wheares me? cute but gd at nothing. crappy. haix. eric told me that, "wo pei bu shang ni meng liang" ok ok... pei bu shang huh? dun put me n her together... i mean im not her! she love u she KNOWS how to treasure you. but in ur eyes, IM NOT! IM JUS A GURL WHO DUNNO HOW TO TREASURE YOU! you might as well go find her? but wad do you mean by scared of hurting her? if you like her go for it! I WILL BE TOTALLY FINE!! dun give a blardy damn about me! im jus a gurl who dunno how to treasure my love one until they left me! okAY? Im.... Hopeless. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108702554592018076?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702554592018076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702554592018076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702554592018076' title='dEcent    vS    cUte'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108702523506141696</id><published>2004-06-12T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T15:27:15.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cHocolate gurl</title><content type='html'>who is this chocolate gurl?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno...&lt;br /&gt;Haix... guess she gonna be eric steady sooner or later. bahx... Heck!! haix. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108702523506141696?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702523506141696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702523506141696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702523506141696' title='cHocolate gurl'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108702484161456328</id><published>2004-06-12T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T15:20:41.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dunno le dunno le... feel like dying le... haix... ive no one to turn to le.... no point telling marui they all... they wont understand how i feel.. hai... the only thing i can turn to is blogblog le... sobx... eric ahz... i know u wont be visiting blog anymore le.. that why i dare to say wad i wanna to say... theres lots of stuff i wanna to say to you... but everyting whenever i heard you voice... i wont dare to... i also afraid i will say it in the wrong way... so i better remain silent... i know you everytime say, "i dun wan to jus hold on to the phone and both of us so quiet" not i nothing to say.. sometimes... as long as i feel that you are one way or another so close to me... i will feel contended le... haix.... everyday at malaysia.... not even one day iz fun de... i also dunno wad me troublin abt... haix... lately in malaysia... i used my uncle computer and logged into friendster.... i read yours and chocolate gurl testimonial... it really give me a shock... really... i cried infront of my cousin who is beside me... haix... den i called you... you jus shoot me "wah!! you siao ar?? oversea call very expensive de leh!!" upon hearing this... i jus kup the phone and continued crying... i dunno why.. its really painful... i try to numb my pain and hide my feeling.... i tink of wad you say everynight... "sleeping is the best. u dun have to tink anything" so i will jus force myself to sleep... but everytime i dunno why... i will dream of you. you told me that you are ke lian.. but wad about me? wad am i suffering now? i guess i gotta admit everyting. Its all CYCLE. it mus be le.. i know i once hurt u so deep... so now its my turn le.. i mus pay for the price de.. i know le... you say you dun wan to see me suffer... u ask me to enjoy wadever i do... but tell me, when it comes to night, how can i enjoy? i morning can stand it, night cannot le. haiz... i tried my best to forget you le... but i feel that it will become worst.. so i decided to follow my feeling and continue wait for you. Your words were so harsh. one word Impossible screw my feelings. i dunno how to say... haix... i know i will still wait... haix haix.... i guess.. i will come to the part of chocolate gurl and eric later bahx... i needa rest... haix... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108702484161456328?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702484161456328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702484161456328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702484161456328' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108702284499956091</id><published>2004-06-12T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T14:47:25.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally... come back to singapore liaoz. wah!!! HOME SWEET HOME!!!! gagaz!!! i do some surfing first. touch up laterx. byex!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108702284499956091?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702284499956091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108702284499956091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702284499956091' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108607522762619202</id><published>2004-06-01T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T15:35:44.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weee!! finally!!!! hohoho!!! finally figure out how to do liaoz!! yiPee! ^^ so after all, im not realli a failure. LOL! Genius Genius! *1031*  { 1031 = Ten-Sanyi which means Genius is Japanese. :p Learnt in Comic Slam Dunk }&lt;br /&gt;Oh well! finally... at least, my blog is okayz now. lol. haix... going back to malaysia soon... I DUN WANNA LEAVE!!!!!!!! sObx!!! kaoz!!! haix... go there so long... rotting liaox. -.-  haix.. so bored! aww.. ehx.. die! haven pack bag. gawd. wad shld i bring? my grandma sae bring at least 20 shirts n pants. 20 shirts and pant?! i might as well bring my whole wardrobe go. or better still, my whole room. at least can play computer there. -.- geez.. 20 of them.. izzit abit too extravagant? although im going there for quite a while.. but 20 of em... -.- you think waD? full time model ar? one day change so many. -.- summore, IM NOT GOING TO BRING SUCH A BULKY BAG GO! i tell you, i will be like "ahhh ohh! ahh oh!!" all the way. geez. im a gEr! i dun have so much strength!! i still gotta carry stuffs for her. haix. malaysia. haix. hopeless. -.- lol. no offend to malaysian. gomen gomen! alMakx ku Ya maLask Kax! &lt;&lt; -- wtf am i typing? lol. duno.. sudden feel like saying that. oh well! i better go pom pom first. if not later grandma come back... i will dead meat. oKiex! cIaoz!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108607522762619202?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108607522762619202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108607522762619202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108607522762619202' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108607366245745670</id><published>2004-06-01T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T15:07:42.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah.. bloddy arse... can you believe it? its been 3 months me started use blogger and i still dun know anything about archiving. this is getting very arse. today im leavin singapore and i wish that i could get things done by 6pm the lastest. and until now, which is going to be 3pm i still dun hab the slighest idea how it should be done. -.- haix!! im sure a failure in life!!!! man... tis is gettin stupid. oh well, a failure will also be a failure. haix. bahx! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108607366245745670?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108607366245745670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108607366245745670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108607366245745670' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108607131745072691</id><published>2004-06-01T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T14:28:37.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/194/1036/1024/58_fuuko.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/194/1036/400/58_fuuko.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hELL yEah!! iM FuuKO fRom fLAmE of rEccA! dUN yA mEss With mE! wOOT!! yIp yIp! iM caTTY aNd toUgh. eH.. hold on a minute... sinCe when im a femAle...? -.-|| &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108607131745072691?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108607131745072691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108607131745072691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108607131745072691' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-10860712195930365</id><published>2004-06-01T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T14:26:59.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/194/1036/1024/61_Hakkai.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/194/1036/400/61_Hakkai.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wOOT!   I'm Hakkai!  eH... iS there a mIstaKe? hOW can i bE sErioUS ? -.-||| &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-10860712195930365?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/10860712195930365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/10860712195930365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#10860712195930365' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108603236362734791</id><published>2004-06-01T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T03:39:23.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haix... im still awake.. cant get to sleep... dunno why.. i felt that i need him more than before le... i love him more than before le... but he jus seems dun cares... eric ah eric... although we break le... u r still my dear in my heart... haix... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108603236362734791?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108603236362734791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108603236362734791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108603236362734791' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108602259304527501</id><published>2004-06-01T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T00:56:33.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haix... later 7pm im leaving... going to Malaysia... why one week so fast come... haix... so sad.. dunno if can tahan anot.. haix haix... dunno... cant get to sleep... like an idiot... waiting for him to call me but guess or IT IS TRUE that he wont... haix.. failure in life.. &lt;&lt; me. haix... so scared... that when i go malaysia, he got new stead or like other gurl le... if i found out.. i really cannot take it de... haix... never mind... dun tink so much... follow the fates... if god let us be together.. no matter wad we also will... i hope it... haix.... dnno bahx... but hor... normy said, "Those who leaves everything to fate, has a fate of a useless person" gawd.. which side am i on now? neutral bahx. nvm. haix. ive been suffering from lots of disorders lately. haix.. geez... frenz told me that it not nice to haix here and there. haix haix haix! -.- haix..... haix!!!! dunno lahx... see how le lahx... i try to find something to do bahx.. HAIX!!!! ...haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108602259304527501?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108602259304527501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108602259304527501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108602259304527501' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108601638817792085</id><published>2004-05-31T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T23:13:08.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/194/1036/1024/dangni.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/194/1036/400/dangni.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang Ni_lyrics {Click it to have a better view}&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108601638817792085?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108601638817792085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108601638817792085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108601638817792085' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108601591703597867</id><published>2004-05-31T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T23:05:17.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/194/1036/1024/z.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/194/1036/400/z.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letter for Eric... {Click it to have a better view}&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108601591703597867?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108601591703597867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108601591703597867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108601591703597867' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108599362699265200</id><published>2004-05-31T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T16:53:53.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dearest Eric,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             I am sorry that i am not clear with my words. I should just reject it. Im sorry i never do that. it is not cause i still wanna to patch with him. is i still want to be friend with him. you and him = cousin. sure carry same blood.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan him to say " okay bless u bye forever " as u will do that everytime. Ive planned long ahead than you&lt;br /&gt;If i and him become frenz that means that u n him also become good cousin le. everything will be like before. wont u be more happy rather den keep here think think think? everyting i also doing for the sake of you. in the end? its always me ended up getting hurt. gawd. how pathetic can i be? &lt;br /&gt;I think it over le. After i come back from malaysia it is over le. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;I go malaysia will try my best to forget you.&lt;br /&gt;if got fate, and u saw me anywhere of the corner, remember to say a "Hi" to me. &lt;br /&gt;cos.. it still means alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;Remember hor, eat more vegetables. i dun wan u to die so early.&lt;br /&gt;Dun keep stay in that lonely room and slack okay?&lt;br /&gt;Dun keep going to training and hurt urself. Jus in order to foget stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me okayx?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to bring you pain and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry. &lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best.&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye dear... ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Goodbye, you have gone to a place we will never meet. Goodbye, even my last words cant reach you." (Ayumi- Memorial Address)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-**- I Love You -**- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Xuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : Stay happy always and you still owe me Van Helsing. x_x hahaz! dun bother it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108599362699265200?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108599362699265200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108599362699265200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108599362699265200' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108599310312864377</id><published>2004-05-31T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T16:45:03.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything is a mess. &lt;br /&gt;Finally... the story of this two sad couples have ended. &lt;br /&gt;The hurt has ended. Its a wonderful ending. Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Lets CHEERS!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108599310312864377?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108599310312864377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108599310312864377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108599310312864377' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108598774282582092</id><published>2004-05-31T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T15:20:01.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/194/1036/1024/zz.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/194/1036/400/zz.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message for Eric.. {Click it to have a better view}&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108598774282582092?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108598774282582092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108598774282582092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108598774282582092' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108598455686703879</id><published>2004-05-31T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T14:22:36.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Message For Eric</title><content type='html'>Dear Eric,&lt;br /&gt;          there's alot of things happen since the days we met each other. You are the only guy whom i have known until now able to give me warmth. The way you hug me, the way you embrace me. Its beyond words that can describe. I have never regret knowning you. There are full of memories between you and me. Be it Taekwondo or DDR. I miss those happy days we have had. But i know that i could never get it back again. Your warmth has left me. Everything will be back to the past. Oh well, never mind about it. Theres something i want you to know about love. Read the next post and you will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108598455686703879?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108598455686703879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108598455686703879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108598455686703879' title='Message For Eric'/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-10859195618330669</id><published>2004-05-30T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T20:19:21.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Theres a song.... &lt;br /&gt;i wish to dedicate to him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GARETH GATES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say It Isn't So"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skies are dark it's time for rain&lt;br /&gt;Final call you board the train&lt;br /&gt;Heading for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I wave goodbye to yesterdays&lt;br /&gt;Wipe the tears you hide your face&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be smiling like before&lt;br /&gt;When baby, you don't love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it isn't so&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you're not leaving&lt;br /&gt;Say you changed your mind now&lt;br /&gt;That I am only dreaming&lt;br /&gt;That this is not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;This is starting over&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna know&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna let go&lt;br /&gt;So say it isn't so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten to five atleast we tried&lt;br /&gt;We're still alive but hope just died&lt;br /&gt;As they close the door behind you&lt;br /&gt;Whistle blows and tons of steel&lt;br /&gt;Shake the ground beneath the wheels&lt;br /&gt;As I wish I never found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be smiling when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Will I be strong enough to carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles and miles to go before I can say,&lt;br /&gt;Before I can lay my love for you to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Oh, darling oh&lt;br /&gt;I got miles and miles to go&lt;br /&gt;Before anyone will ever hear&lt;br /&gt;Me laugh again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you saw it...? &lt;br /&gt;Please tell me that you are not leaving me...&lt;br /&gt;Tell me its jus a lie...&lt;br /&gt;Its a dream i nv wan to wake up from.... &lt;br /&gt;But.... Ive got to.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*- Loving Ya -*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-10859195618330669?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/10859195618330669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/10859195618330669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#10859195618330669' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108591939590014433</id><published>2004-05-30T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T20:16:35.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHH!! i guess im in love with Haku! Oh gosh!!! &lt;br /&gt;SO innocent&lt;br /&gt;So cute&lt;br /&gt;SO handsome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUACKZ!! HAKU HAKU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=- Sprited Away -=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$ my disc 2 spoil!!&lt;br /&gt;the CLIMAX!!! HAKU IS DYING!!! and it spoilt. &lt;br /&gt;!@#$ &lt;br /&gt;dammit!!! awww...&lt;br /&gt;my haku!!!! sob!!&lt;br /&gt;DUN DIE!!! &lt;br /&gt;HAKU!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108591939590014433?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108591939590014433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108591939590014433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108591939590014433' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108591929313934830</id><published>2004-05-30T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T20:14:53.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phEw....&lt;br /&gt;later eric meeting me...&lt;br /&gt;so excited.... hahax...&lt;br /&gt;hope nothing will went wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn... so tired... lack of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;im gonna kill my computer...&lt;br /&gt;a brand new computer... without any Microsoft Office in it..&lt;br /&gt;wad a crap.&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;im having problem with my projects.&lt;br /&gt;Hell.&lt;br /&gt;My mum spent 3000 buck on this damn com... and doesnt have the Microsoft office thingy... gotta buy one for 300 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;oh god.. spare me.&lt;br /&gt;im lack of money...&lt;br /&gt;im broke. -.-&lt;br /&gt;stop digging out money from my pockets.&lt;br /&gt;its big enuff...&lt;br /&gt;geez... money money.... -.- &lt;br /&gt;i need to work... but parents wont allow.&lt;br /&gt;how pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;going back malaysia soon... &lt;br /&gt;frenwx... those who wanna present from me...&lt;br /&gt;message me and give me a notice... &lt;br /&gt;dun ask for too much..&lt;br /&gt;like i said...&lt;br /&gt;IM BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;lately... my hp is giving my trouble....&lt;br /&gt;theres a handful items in my wishlist...&lt;br /&gt;how am i gonna to fook out so much money?&lt;br /&gt;haix...&lt;br /&gt;crappy life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108591929313934830?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108591929313934830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108591929313934830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108591929313934830' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108591316020374525</id><published>2004-05-30T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T18:32:40.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"If you wanna know"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna know, i dun wan let go, but do i have a path to choose? &lt;br /&gt;Fate that lies i must accept without any choices&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna know, i dun wan let go but wad can i do?&lt;br /&gt;tell me tell me baby that you wanna...be with me again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108591316020374525?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108591316020374525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108591316020374525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108591316020374525' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108591276505861744</id><published>2004-05-30T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T18:26:05.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thankx god... thats he's safe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant sleep... i dun dare to close my eyes... its nightmare.... so scary.... &lt;br /&gt;i waited for him to come back... waiting.. and waiting.... hope that he will call...&lt;br /&gt;to tell me that he is safe and sound... yep he did... in the morning of 6.05.. &lt;br /&gt;he message me... saying that he was alright... he called me at 9.30am.. telling me that he reach home...&lt;br /&gt;God...  thank you for answering to my prayers..&lt;br /&gt;he is now sound asleep... &lt;br /&gt;bless him have a sweet dream tonight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108591276505861744?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108591276505861744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108591276505861744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108591276505861744' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108582460154965082</id><published>2004-05-29T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T17:56:41.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God.... pray that eric will be safe tonight... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its only 2 days since we break.... but i feel that its 2 years... Days without you were hard... &lt;br /&gt;My mind is full of our memories.... Its like a movie... flashing back whenever i close my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Please be safe..... &lt;br /&gt;Im waiting for you... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108582460154965082?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108582460154965082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108582460154965082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108582460154965082' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108576298772559580</id><published>2004-05-29T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T00:49:47.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Days were aint good without you.... Ive cried for you.... Ive bleed for you... Ive change for you... Ive done everything i could... but... theres aint no chance of going back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...A very meaningful song...Nice Lyric....&lt;br /&gt;  ..Very suitable for me and him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Learns To Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time I've finally made up my mind &lt;br /&gt;she is the girl and I really want to make her mine &lt;br /&gt;I'm searching everywhere to find her again &lt;br /&gt;to tell her I love her &lt;br /&gt;and I'm sorry 'bout the things I've done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find her standing in front of the church &lt;br /&gt;the only place in town where I didn't search &lt;br /&gt;She looks so happy in her weddingdress &lt;br /&gt;but she's crying while she's saying this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;Boy I've missed your kisses all the time but this is &lt;br /&gt;twentyfive minutes too late &lt;br /&gt;Though you travelled so far boy I'm sorry your are &lt;br /&gt;twentyfive minutes too late &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against the wind I'm going home again &lt;br /&gt;wishing me back to the time when we were more than friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I see her in front of the church &lt;br /&gt;the only place in town where I didn't search &lt;br /&gt;She looked so happy in her weddingdress &lt;br /&gt;but she cryed while she was saying this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: Boy I've missed your kisses all the time but this is &lt;br /&gt;twentyfive minutes too late &lt;br /&gt;Though you travelled so far boy I'm sorry your are &lt;br /&gt;twentyfive minutes too late &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out in the streets &lt;br /&gt;places where hungry hearts have nothing to eat &lt;br /&gt;inside my head &lt;br /&gt;still I can hear the words she said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;Boy I've missed your kisses all the time but this is &lt;br /&gt;twentyfive minutes too late &lt;br /&gt;Though you travelled so far boy I'm sorry your are &lt;br /&gt;twentyfive minutes too late &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still hear her say....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108576298772559580?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108576298772559580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108576298772559580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108576298772559580' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108532509581828200</id><published>2004-05-23T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T00:18:21.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will let time prove everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be your fren and also your stead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will step into ur life for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its alright coz itz the meaning of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im missing you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you till u come out of army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2 years long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i will wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that.. we are forever together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108532509581828200?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108532509581828200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108532509581828200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108532509581828200' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108515777016342412</id><published>2004-05-22T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T00:42:50.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> »-(¯`v´¯)-» xiaoangel ♥ xiaoevil »-(¯`v´¯)-» &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days were tough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired and Tired and Tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to malaysia soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will miss dear like hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spare me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x_x &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Love is blind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hEyAz! todayz nearly woke up late. :ppPp &lt;br /&gt;dear called me le!! but me still roll on the bed dun wanna to get up! hahaz! heng arz... never late! if not 2nd time late for sch le wor!! 4th time late mus kena public canning!! sicko school. -.- todae in school so boring!! nothing to do one. go through papers. looking through the marks. gawd. i failed my science. -.- how am i gonna to tell my parent? i failed by 5 marks. when i receive the paper, i was like, OMG? WTF? lol but never mind itz. teacher say CA1 mark will help me pass. hope so. wee!! gotten back literature and home economic. 90 mark for literature and 82 for home econ. ^^ yawn. so wadda use? also not the main subject. sobx! &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;ooOOOOOoooOO.... during home econ lesson, me learnt to fold a kawaii heart shape from Marui. geez. so complicated. i was at there, keep repeating, how ar how ar? i forgot le! she jus give me that kind of impatient face and KEEP scold me Stupid! -.- lol am i really that dumb? maybe. hahaz. dunno y recently short term memory. hahaz. den after ive learnt it... i write a love letter for dear dear and fold the paper into the heart shape. oh well, itz not an ordinary one. if u tear it into half, it will become 2 heart shapes. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;recently i cant stand yong kang anymore. he keep saying yongkang love xuan hui. omg. he making me puke! gawd.... ive Eric dear le! pls pls pls. yongkang for heaven sake. stop all ur mushy words. u r gettin on my nerves. zzz. yongming, if u saw tis, tell him okie? thx thx. hmmz.... todae borrowed a comic from lizann. very nice. omg! the guys inside is so handsome. whearas... the gurls sux. all look like pig to me. lol! den todae i lend frm her after school... i jus walked off.. until half way, i realize that i brought it home. -.- tml lizann gonna kill me. hahaz. &lt;br /&gt;after sch went to kaiwen grandpa house at redhill. very fang bian mahx.... after going her house i intend to wait for dear at redhill mrt station. hahaz. kaiwen grandparents very nice. but... they like to stuff us with foods. the most stupid ting is.. i cant communicate with them! i dunno how to say i dun wan. iz like i toking alien language to them they toking bird language to me. it doesnt make sense. zzz den i gave up. hahaz. bah bah bah... dun wan to say abt it le.&lt;br /&gt;den i went to eric house. we nearly break again. dunno wad happen. tink kw giving me bad luck again. haiz.. hope she wont see tis. she will be very sad if she saw it. sorryz. hahax. nvm.me and eric now officially HUSBAND AND WIFE. weee!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;kk end or todae. gtg slp if not tml die die. hahax. bye! ciaoz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108489794442747743?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108489794442747743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108489794442747743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108489794442747743' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108468553358156470</id><published>2004-05-16T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T13:32:13.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Everyday i am missing you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gAgz! ytd accompany Eric to taekwondo. it was 5.15pm when we left his house. He keep grumbling, "im late im late!" gawd. cant stand him. his training place is at Yuhua CC. kinda far frm his house to there. he told me, "bus 99 is damn long, tis time round im sure late. &lt;strong&gt;AHHH&lt;/strong&gt;"  den he run off &lt;strong&gt;WITHOUT&lt;/strong&gt; me! i was at there... What the... -.- wad da hell is tis guy tinking? soon i realize that he was chasing the bus 99. but at least, when he run until the traffic light, he look back n ask me hurry. i jus ask him to go off without me. kaoz!! he mean it!!! sob!! haix... he boarded the bus and i was all alone.... not knowing where to go too. if i go home without him he sure say i dun care for him. so, i decided to go Yuhua willingly. but the problem is ive been there 3 times or so with Eric, YH they all only. Not quite familiarize with the place down there. around 5 mins, bus 99 came. that stupid eric sae it look a damn long time to come but it jus come in 5 mins after the previous one left! i boarded the bus. SMS n Calls keep flooding my hp. i take a look at it. Eric calling. i decided to ignore it. but it jus keep coming. he said that he is worri n ask me reply him. IF HE IS WORRY WHY HE LEFT WITHOUT ME? wad kind of logic is he giving? haix! den i reached a place... very familiar, suddenly i remembered that MAYBE i should get off here... as there was a time, me eat laksa with eric,normy and yh n we walked to tkd. so i get off the bus. ehx... where the hell am i? Sh!t! im lost!!! -.- but, i still refuse to call eric. i jus walk anywhere like a headless prawn. walk walk walk den walk until the Jurong East Market. ask for direction den i realize its jus somewhere beside me. at that time it was only 6.30pm. still got 1 hr to go b4 the lesson end. so i walk around the market and buy some medical stuff for eric coz he leg pain. oh well u dun have to know. hmm den i went to Yuhua. eh? where r they? how come so many malay!! -.- so i went to the office ask, there were at block 218. hahaz. i sat at the office n tok to the ladies there. talk talk talk. around 7.30pm i calld Eric. he told me he couldnt take the training. he too long never go den he jus now fainted. hmm.. someting like that.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, lazy to carry on. tonight maybe bahx. &lt;br /&gt;anyway ive a row with him. dun mention him le. bahx!!&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108468553358156470?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108468553358156470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108468553358156470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108468553358156470' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108459943906261825</id><published>2004-05-15T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T13:37:19.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/xxhazeleyesxx/quizzes/What%20attracts%20people%20to%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/X/xxhazeleyesxx/1055085286_dyresult01.JPG" border="0" alt="People like you becuase you're a sweetheart!"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What attracts people to you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aBove was the quiz me taken!! weee!!! im a &lt;strong&gt;SWEETHEART&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that deaR? LOL!! :p &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108459943906261825?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108459943906261825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108459943906261825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108459943906261825' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108459916572556435</id><published>2004-05-15T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T13:32:45.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>           wEee!! gAgAz!! jus woke up! piggy hoRz? cannot blame me mahx... i 5am den sleep lehx... -.- LOL!!! awww!!! missed my MAC Breakfastz... sob sob!!! haix haix! Me got a lot of coupon for Mac mahx... i kapo from THE STRAITS TIMES ... den hor... todae last day offer le!!!! x_X how could i forgot!!!! damn!!! den my stupid mother laugh at me said wad birdy wake up early got worm eat, wake up late no worm eat. &lt;-- zzz is that how a mother console her poor princess? haix! so sad&lt;br /&gt;       nOthing to do lehx... now me dear dear go pom pom!! my stupid broadband! keep giving me problem... i see no diff between the condition of 256k n 512k. i jus felt that it the same. zzz~ hmmx... later go meet moi dear dear!! he n normy going to taekwondo todae! *pray pray* they so long never go le... sure will kena &lt;strong&gt;HARSH &lt;/strong&gt; treatment from Sir and other fellows. *pray pray* im going there also! but dunno what to do... dear say that he will bring laptop for me to play! but no wireless connection!! sob! nvm! i bring my The Twins Heroes 2 go play... hmm.. izzit mine or his..ehz. should be his. lol.&lt;br /&gt;           father yesterdae brought back x-box. i was at there.... EEEEEEE coz x-box sux... my father said that the price of x-box n ps2 is nearly the same. but gawd! look at the shape n the size n the pattern of it! so bulky! so ugly! PATHETIC! sob!!!! den he shoot me off with one sentence, "u dun wan i play myself." lol! does he know? i doubt it! o_O *shake head* but hor... when i 2am plus walk into his room, i saw him playing it! gawd! so shock!! i din know that i have such a &lt;strong&gt;TALENTED&lt;/strong&gt; daddY! HIP HIP HORRAY! &lt;br /&gt;            OMG!!! Anbu-Aone webbie was down!! how on earth am i gonna to watch n dl naruo 82 or perhaps 83?! sob!!! yikes!! im not gonna to trust that Shin-Otaku! im loyal to ANBU-AONE!! pray HARD that the webbie will be back again! *PRAY*&lt;br /&gt;        wee!! go call me dear dear le!! tink he is out showering le!! bYE!!!! cIAOZ!!!! Muackz! love you guys!! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108459916572556435?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108459916572556435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108459916572556435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108459916572556435' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108455519292985699</id><published>2004-05-15T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T13:19:51.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. everyday is a new day...so mus start a new way of writing my bloggy le... but still dunno how... -.- &lt;br /&gt;ahh well...todae lots of stuff happen... and i also learnt something... it goes like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, (ahhh save the crap) there live a princess and a prince (cut it out lamer) name xuan and eric (obviously duh) they love each other very much but often... they quarrel over some tiny things (hmm..yea..)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz lame lahx... haix... kk get into main point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is YCS marking day..so no school... i woke up at noon as usual coz im a PIG (duhz) n called my dear... oh..b4 that..at 7am i gave him morning call. So nothing went wrong.. until when itz about 4 pm.. i called dear... he picked up, said, "call u back ltr im at lesson" n toot..the line went off.. den he message me say... call u dun reply... &lt;- cant figure out wad he toking... coz his hp button spoilt le... den i reply him... huh wad u toking... den he sae nvm nth.... den suddenly 5 mins later... a message ... "hi mr cheong here. pls do not disturb my lesson now thanks. i will ask him to call u back later." Gawd. i got eric into deep sh!t. -.-!! sorrie dear!!!!! hmmz... den soon after nothing happen le... i go meet him mahx... until night... when our fren NORMY was playing double (DDR) break down...den eric wan to play mahx... i accidentally press break down again... eric sibei dulan.. den like that lor... den he shout at me... so sad... but i know he dun mean it....but i jus walk off to the library..damn cold n dark... very scary... sob sob.. den he call me... he very pek cek le...very worrie abt me... but i seems dun care... haix... den he very sad... den when i wan to so called walk home.. i saw him... i tot of walkin to his house..give him surprise... but how i know.. he nv go home.. i called him.. he was crying... he sae he come find me... but he like no mood.. very sad... den walk until half way.... he stop...we sat down n have a small talk... i told him itz better for us to break... den he sae nvm.. he ask me go home early.. den walked off... not long after... i saw 2 cats.. one black one yellow... the yellow one was running and the black one was chasing it.. suddenly the yellow one sat down... the black one jus walk around it... den i dunno why... i got a feeling i have to follow dear... i walked behind him.. but he never notice... he walk until a bridge... he stood at there... den he take out his wallet.. money n hp... he type a message on his hp... den... he suddenly... i realize he was gonna to jump down... i hurried hug him... den i fall... make him failed to jump... he was cryin at there.... he ask me why i was there... i cried too... at that moment... i realize something...  i cant afford to lose him... i need him... i love him... den... i ask him why he so stupid.. he nv sae anything... he den told me... " im bad tempered... everytime make u unhappy...cant make u happi... everytime is i too much le... im sorry.." haix... den...i knee down on the bridge.. can u believe it? i do such ting in public... lol. i vow that i will not hurt him le i will... but he stop me from saying it.. he say that couple no need to swear if not all iz untrue de..den like that... we learnt to treasure each other... den blah blah.. rest nothing le lor... haiz.. dear... ive learnt my lesson... my last word for u is... I love you.. with this.. i end todae entry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108455519292985699?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108455519292985699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108455519292985699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108455519292985699' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108428444093910464</id><published>2004-05-11T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T22:07:33.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hMm... Xuan Lub Eric ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear dear... me cant live without u wor... i waiting for u to come home.. :p &lt;br /&gt;hurri wor... ^^ &lt;br /&gt;bUzz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108428444093910464?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108428444093910464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108428444093910464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108428444093910464' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108426553734260593</id><published>2004-05-11T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T16:52:17.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yO! finally backz! yawnz!!! itz been such a long long time since i stop updating itz ehx? haiz... also dunno why suddenly wanna update again... hahaz.. im having my mid year exam lehx.. todae i jus finish my science paper.. itz very easy.. but hor..suddenly my fever come back again! den i no mood do... sob sob. me sick le... fever 38.5...doctor very the kua zhang lehx... sae wad my stomach flu..den wad ear n intestine infection... sae so much crap in the end onli give me 1 dae MC... haiz... nowadaes vero vexed.... especially problemz with eric... sob sob.... ltr den sae more abt eric n my stuff laz... i go tk a rest first... byez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108426553734260593?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108426553734260593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108426553734260593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108426553734260593' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108230477243409312</id><published>2004-04-18T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T00:16:54.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gawd... i forgot wad happen on Monday to Friday le.. i guess i will leave tt out.. coz school dae = usual routine.. lol&lt;br /&gt;haiz... these few daes keeping breaking n patch with Eric.. dunno lehx... cos of stupid reason.. yesterdae also like that.... he stressed up.. den we play DDR...den i try stealth mode of Dam Daridam mahz... den half way i buang.. coz suddenly 4got.. den stage failed...den he scolded me infront of other... den jus walk off... that time.. i guess itz he end of us le... so i jus send him a last gd bye message... he called me den... i dun wan pick up his phone... but i dunno why.. instead of going him...i walked to his direction of him house... n i keep crying while i walk.. den he use his house phone call me... i dun pick up too... n i reached his door... i called him.. he ask me where am i..he sae wanna fetch me home..scared i anyhow run.. i sae i at his door... when he open door..i saw him crying.. haiz.. alot of stuff happen... alot alot... but we still together...&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna to tok abt past le! coz i believe that me and Eric can last through everything and anything. &lt;br /&gt;We wont breakz anymore le... even we quarrel we also will okie back de. &lt;br /&gt;Even we sae break but we doesnt mean it de.&lt;br /&gt;We need each other too much le.&lt;br /&gt;I love you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;xxMuaCkxx&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;oH well!! tml stuff tml write bahx!! im waiting for eric call.. he will be late him coz after he sending me home, he brought long long go see doctor.. pray hard that long long will be fine. hope he recover soon! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Dear... i love you!! im waiting for ur call okiez? keeZ!! &lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Naurto 78 of Anbu&amp;Aone finally out at 16/04/2004&lt;br /&gt;*Naurto 79 of Baka-san and Shin-otaku is out!*&lt;br /&gt;*Naurot 79 =  Naruto used Henge no jutsu to combined transtormed of Naruto and Gamabunta &amp; transformed into kyuubi (nine-tail) and defeat Shukaku of the Sand. Upon catching Shukaku of the Sand, Naruto transformed back and performed Head Butt on the sleeping Gaara and when Gaara was awake, the spell of dispel and  thus, Shukaku of the Sand was defeated. *&lt;br /&gt;*Naruto 79 of Anbu&amp;Aone will take quite a long time as they got tons of anime to settle before Naruto.*&lt;br /&gt;**LASTEST INFO***&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Shin-Otaku's quality is obviously better than Baka-san but its quite laggy and the graphics aint that power compare to Anbu&amp;Aone. The sub heading for it is not accurate and does not match most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cIaOz-&lt;br /&gt;Ending Jutsu of the Day: Mugen Sajin Daitoppa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108230477243409312?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108230477243409312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108230477243409312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108230477243409312' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108230353297430136</id><published>2004-04-18T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T23:56:37.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>w00t!! oRo? o_O||| sO many dAes nv update le!!! LOL!! gomen gomen!!! busy with otherz stuff mahz... also lazy to update.. lol. no urge to do itz. -.- hMMx.... i guess... i stopped at Sundae n Saturdae ehx? WAH! that was 1 wk back!! how am i gonna to recall it?!!! Hmmz... i tink i continue with Sundae stuff ehx? still got little bit of impression..&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday 11/4/2004&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O... i sae until i meet my mum with eric rite? oh yea... i lied to her, saying that i was with a GROUP of 40 frEnz.. but the hell knowz tt im ONLY with eric ^^ keeZ!! sometimes u gotta lied to ur mum for some stuff like tis! i couldnt jus tell her, "hey mum, im with Eric." wad will she tink? and... she will start the bible again. oh well, ive gotten 10 dollar from her, so itz jus enuff for me n Eric to have our dinner... he haven eaten anything for the whole dae... onli when break he ate bread and 1 litre of HL milk. so sad!! &gt;.&lt; so, we walk walk walk, walk until Takashimaya... upon the entrance, we saw an old man, holding packets of tissue. At first, we ignore him but den when i looked backz, i realize that he was shaking... so, we decided to buy tissue from him. 3 tissue for $1. totally daylight robbery. but anyway, we bought it. Itz nice to help people. We went in taka and walk walk... and we saw kawaii stuff!! Eric classified them as "Tradition Jap, not suitable for us" -.- wad sia!! to me itz "Kawaii Cats, died hard-fan". gawd, itz was damn cute but Eric simply jus dunno how to appericate it! bahz!! leave tt alone. hmmx.. we went to basement and eat!! we sit at one corner..  i intended to order Aijisen... butz it aroud 6 dollar... abit bo hua lehx.. den tt stupid eric sae he dun wanna eat!! haix... not coz he not hungry coz he wanna save $$$ .. hmmz... so i ordered "Meat Ball Soup +2 bowl of rice + salted vege " he doesnt eat vegetable. he said that vege taste funny. LOL. he also confirm with me tt our future baby will be a boi. i ask him why..he sae " one dun eat meat eat vege n other dun eat vege dun eat meat de baby sure is boi boi" lol..oh forget itz.. so.. i orderz the set and we eat together... so heart warming.. ^^ den after finish le hor... we go home le. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;- End -&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108230353297430136?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108230353297430136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108230353297430136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108230353297430136' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108192851844732684</id><published>2004-04-14T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T18:24:36.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>geez.... im doing less n less updates le... dun feel like doing le bahx... tired and sick... dying soon... x_X&lt;br /&gt;wait for 1 weeks...cos im having... aHEm! gurl stuffz!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;see yaz nx weeks.... bless me well well...&lt;br /&gt;hoPe that my stomach pain will stopz...and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four Leaf Clover.. Please bless us...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;»-(¯`v´¯)-» Eric &amp; Xuan »-(¯`v´¯)-»&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cIaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108192851844732684?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108192851844732684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108192851844732684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108192851844732684' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108186500306072319</id><published>2004-04-13T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T22:07:18.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awww!!! im missing Eric again!!!! sob!!!!!! dear...why manager so bad de? shld be 7pm can off work liaoz but she still ask u to stay until 9pm. awww!!!!!!!! hahaz... frenz told me that my bloggie is turning into loverz paradise le... keez.... muackz muackz dear dear. ^^ hmmz.. nv update how long le? saturdae ehz? meaning sundae n mondaeZ? lol. okiez!! start work le!! &lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeee!!!!!! tinkz i went to dear house again? ehz... nono!! i went "fetch" dear off work. so kind rite? lol. i gave him surprise!! i went there without telling him. damn! i was late!!! well..not realli. i reached city link at 6pm sharp! but i  have to walk to suntec!!! tower 2 summore!! second floor some more!!! the route from citylink to suntec was damn far!! wasted 10 mins!! but anyway, i gotta meet dear! so happi!!! (LOVE WINS) heez!!! den...we go play 5th mix at Star Factory lorz... third floor of suntec... wahz!! very big! but DDR machine sux. zzz the steps so hard..... so when we playz.. itz like "bang bang bang" but itz seems that people surrounding r not affected..so who cares? itz HIS $1 and itz our leg. MWAHAHAH!! we play 1 game -&gt; 5 stages... we r already sweating like pig liaoz. cos not speed mahx.. den everyting like stick together... so will be more tired... funni siaz.... play 1 stage already wan to die.. at JP play Extreme for hours also not that tired... suntec DDR machine is realliz consuming all our chakra.. den after playing..we left! at first... wanna go dear hse rest one.. but when reached MRT.... mum called and suddenly... feel like going to mum place den shun bian go orchard walk walk... hmmz... well well.. im rushing time now.. so i will jus write in short. ahhz.. forget it! i continue later on. ciaoz!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108186500306072319?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108186500306072319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108186500306072319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108186500306072319' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108157103460049198</id><published>2004-04-10T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T12:27:44.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAWN!!! zz tired!!! damn blog!! (!@#$) givin me trouble. -.- haiz!!&lt;br /&gt;java will lag the whole web ehx? geez... yawn!! so sleeply~~ wake up so early for eric sake! bahx!!!! abit moody now.... haix!! trying to change midi to mp3 ehx.... difficult!!! sob sob! haix... i go meddle with the java thingy first... bbl... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz!!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108157103460049198?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108157103460049198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108157103460049198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108157103460049198' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108153311815975656</id><published>2004-04-10T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T01:55:48.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah... tis is stupid.. agrhz! pek cek! dun wan do liaoz. stupid java. giving me headache.. haiz.. i change back to &lt;strong&gt;Scarlet&lt;/strong&gt; first... haiz.. den dunno wad happen to java..bahz... heck liaoz.. go slp... &lt;br /&gt;sh!t... keep tinking of Eric n Katty together... geez.... yawn... i tink too much le.. hahaz.. bb ....&lt;br /&gt;..sleep..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108153311815975656?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108153311815975656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108153311815975656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108153311815975656' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108153216917329698</id><published>2004-04-10T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T01:39:58.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah!!! faint arhz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! stupid stupid stupid!!! upload mp3 den everyting kaboom! zzz tink put back midi best! haix!! &lt;br /&gt;my love shine!!!!!! sob sob!!!! &lt;br /&gt;New Song :: &lt;strong&gt;Kingdom Hearts - Simple and Clean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... wonder &lt;strong&gt;Scarlet&lt;/strong&gt; better or &lt;strong&gt;Simple and Clean &lt;/strong&gt;better...&lt;br /&gt;pEopLe pls give a respond to the question above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aNd oh.. for pplz that dunno like Weileng tt bunch of gays hor... the song opening there abit got a pause.. itz not lag or wadz...itz part of the song k? obvious enuff riteZ? duhz-oH-dA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cIaoz!! doing more research.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108153216917329698?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108153216917329698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108153216917329698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108153216917329698' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108152652591923919</id><published>2004-04-10T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T00:05:55.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mwahahah!! song boh!!! ^^ new song!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;New Song :: &lt;strong&gt;Dance Dance Revolution EXTREME - Love Shine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee!! used to be my favourite DDR song lehx!! Still remember last time with my Old DDR Partner Raymond keep play this song de. MWAHAHA!! &lt;br /&gt;nO more &lt;strong&gt;Ayashino Ceres - Scarlet &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108152652591923919?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108152652591923919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108152652591923919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108152652591923919' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108152644677797029</id><published>2004-04-09T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T00:04:36.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mwahahah!! song boh!!! ^^ new song!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;New Song :: Dance Dance Revolution EXTREME - Love Shine &lt;br /&gt;wee!! used to be my favourite DDR song lehx!! Still remember last time with my Old DDR Partner Raymond keep play this song de. MWAHAHA!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108152644677797029?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108152644677797029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108152644677797029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108152644677797029' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108152558038122248</id><published>2004-04-09T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T23:50:09.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eeee!! *sObx* Eric not good de!!! *yikes* left me alone de... he happily went for camp!! make me miss him so much!! hurpmH!!!!! baddie!!!!!!!!!!! bahz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;mOOdz: sAd! sObx! soRROw! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sTupiD hiPO!!! hAte u sia!! left me alone!!! den u happily go camp!! how can liddaT!!!!!!!!  dun tok to u liao arz!!!&lt;br /&gt;haix... jus now lodda stuffz happenz.. me and Eric quarrel... den nearly break... haix.. dunno wads wrong with me... we quarrel quarrel..den i sae " fine lahx break lahx! " den i kup phone... den hor.. continue watching naruto -_-|| LOL! so hor.. the word break wasnt true!! itz was cos me too engrossed in watchin naruto...den also dunno wad hell i toking.. sorrie dear!! hEEx... den when i called him back.. he's crying... sobx.. me also cry cry~~ den we tok tok tok..den realise its true tt we cant live without each other.. we need each other.. too much... ^^ (rite deaR?) so.. i promise him that i will change!! I can do it!! mwahaha!!! nOw (11.35pm) me waiting for his reply (sms) heez... hope tml we can meet... realli miss him sia... dear.. wo ai ni! letz not quarrel anymore... forever together... i love you.&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;hMmx... done loddaz update le!actually.. no much difference... LOLZ&lt;br /&gt;k lahx!! end here le!! me go miss me dear le!~ jaja!!&lt;br /&gt;dEar.. im waiting for you... okiE?&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;WAKALAKA!!! NARUTO EPOSIDE 78 OUT!&lt;br /&gt;-Eposide 78- Gaara vs Naruto (2) -Eposide 78-&lt;br /&gt;=-= Eposide 78 of Bakasan and Shin Otaku is out =-=&lt;br /&gt;=-= Eposide 78 of Anbu&amp;Aone should be out either today or tommorow =-=&lt;br /&gt;*Naruto will summon the Great Gamabunta and defeat Gaara*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cIaOz-&lt;br /&gt;Ending Jutsu of the day:  Ura Renge &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108152558038122248?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108152558038122248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108152558038122248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108152558038122248' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108149962652807389</id><published>2004-04-09T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T16:37:35.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wAH!!! so long never update liaoz!!! sorrie!!! keep forgetting abt it.. hahaz!! almakz... i forgot wad happen past few daes liao lehx... how?? &gt;.&lt; !!!! never mind!! i write wadever junk i can remember kz? ^^&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmz...  mondae to fridae...  hmmz.. -_-|| cant remember ehx.. *bang wall*&lt;br /&gt;erz... mondae like nothing happen lehx... forgot if got meet Eric anot... den tuesdae got maths remedial... prepare for thursdae maths test on Factorization... lame de lehx... got remedial like no remedial like tt...all question given all know how to do de. waste my time. -.- den wednesdae got meet eric.. i automatically go his house.. wanna give him surprise... how i know.. he went to RP!! (!@#$) wait for him for 1 hour... sob sob! den hor... around 5pm... he went to work..left me at his house with his grandma n a fat pig. -.- den i slp at his house at 7pm den went home... den thursdae got Art lesson. First time able to finish my art piece within 3 periods! yEah!! den got PE! we learnt how to play PROPER volley ball in the HALL!! it was horrible!! balls fly here fly there coz we dunno how to  play properly mahx! den wan to dig or serve the ball also cannot!~ it will bang onto other ball flying in the hall. den hor.. i dig the ball so hard tt it flew out of the hall and landed at the carpark there. -.- coz raining mahx.. my team mates and i dun wan to go down stair pick the ball.. so we act blur.. LOL. ^^ den the maths test so easy!! onli last question diffiult onli. gwahahaz!  den after school..i go to eric house again~ he not in again!! he go Hongkah to tk his scout thingy... den when i reach his house... he called me to help him carry ting... i waited for him downstair the bustop for half an hour! geez... den hor... help him carry 2 tents...den small bundle of stuff and he carry skeleton or wad boney stuff. zz den coz todae is public holidae... so i ytd go work with him.. he sent me home n waited for me to bath mahx.. den we go... he work at 7pm..den we 6.30pm den go tk mrt.. he at there very pek cek.. cos he late for work liaoz.. heez.. (sorry eric!!) hmmx... den i waited for him frm 7.15 pm to 10.15 pm... hahax... i sit at Gelare.. ask him treat me he die die dun wan! den i ordered Macademia Nut myself. $3.50! Tok me sia!!! zz the food sold there machiam day light robbery.. so expensive!! den i eat finish.. take out my maths homework... but hor.. dunno how to do.. -.- lol. den i intend to do english one.. but no motivation... see the word also can to slp liaoz. LOL. den i tk out MARS Eposide 2 - 4 n read it! Ver nice de lehx!!!!!! *ARMS* mwahaha!!  *Pao Pao so cute!! &lt;&lt; -- Jian Jian Qiu! MWAHAHA * er.. nvm. LOLZ den hor.. i aim at the couple seat (got cushion one) for so long.. finally the couple went off. i wan to go sit den suey suey the couple next table go n sit. (!@#$) butt pain liaO!!! hurmphz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahaz.. den how ar..den i fall asleep.. until 9.30pm... still got around half an hour he den knock off... den i told eric i go walk walk.. den i went to arcarde.. see ppl play DDR.. hahaz... den i also know some stranger. den like tt lor.. play ddr den suddely! Eric beside me!! so happi~ i ask him how he know i at arcade.. he sae "itz obvious" lol~ we xing you ling xi yi dian tong!! *wee* den he n me play for 1 game jiu sian liaoz... stupid machine.. lan like siao... make my leg got Pow pow! (blister) T_T sobx!!! den we went home... so funni... times spend with him so fast past... hahax... den he send me home lor.. den he went home slp! coz todae he got Scout camp... so sad.. wont be able to see him until tml~ summore his stupid manager~~ tml ask him go work! (!@#$) zzz.. haix.. miss him lahx... nvm.. i wait for him to come bx tml~ &lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;okIez!! end here liaoz!! i go do some update with my blog first!! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;tAtA!! see ya soonZ!! &lt;br /&gt;mIssIng yOu...eVerydAe..eVerynightz...&lt;br /&gt;mIss yAz..eRic..&lt;br /&gt;...WAITING FOR ANBU&amp;AONE NARUTO 78!!!...&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;WAKALAKA!!! NARUTO EPOSIDE 78 OUT!&lt;br /&gt;-Eposide 78- Gaara vs Naruto (2) -Eposide 78-&lt;br /&gt;=-= Eposide 78 of Bakasan and Shin Otaku is out =-=&lt;br /&gt;=-= Eposide 78 of Anbu&amp;Aone should be out either today or tommorow =-=&lt;br /&gt;*Naruto will summon the Great Gamabunta and defeat Gaara*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cIaoZ-&lt;br /&gt;Ending Jutsu of the day: Katon Karyuu Endan &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108149962652807389?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108149962652807389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108149962652807389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108149962652807389' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108106244896837034</id><published>2004-04-04T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T15:11:11.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hIyAz! hAhaz!! sO hAppIz!! toDae cAn mEEt eRic aGAin!! wEE!!! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;oKiEz! tEll yAz wAd hAppEN yESteRdaEz! :p &lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;hMmz...sAturdaEz arZ... alot of thing happenz.. -_- hahaz. yesterdaez was taekwondo black belt gradingz. dEn eric frenz who is also me half buey tahan half frenz de frenz -&gt; Joel. LoLz. If he knows that im writing about him, he will take chopper and chop me. ^^ hmm.. he black belt le mahx...den yesterdae he take his 2nd dan. hmmz.. the gradinz is divided into 3 parts. &lt;br /&gt;1) Pattern&lt;br /&gt;2) Sparing&lt;br /&gt;3) Unarmed Combat&lt;br /&gt;Den eric was asked to be Joel's unarmed combat partner. -_-|| den horz.... joel at first sae tt 1pm mus reach toa payoh sport hall mahx... eric tt hardworking pig reach there by 12.30pm. den ...er den...  -.-|| forgot liaoz.. LOL!! (refreshing memory) oh yaz!! i called eric at around 1.30pm...den he sae that he wanna bang wall liao. wait until siao. LOL! coz he sae dunno wad.. the Unarmed Combat start at 3pm liddat. LOL!! Poor eric sehz! den we chated on the phone for half hour onli! coz he hp bill wanna bomb liaoz. &gt;.&lt; hmmx...  after awhile i called him back... was about 4pm liaoz. he still waiting at there... sometimes really pity him.. he too good liaoz. ^^ thatz one of the reason y i like him. hOhO! den finally.. itz joel turn to do the unarmed thingy liaoz. phew! den at around 7.15pm eric reached my house downstair den i go meet him. den i go to his house play with his brother and his computer. ahEmz. get this clear first... frens have been asking me i go his house got do anyting anot. answer is No! we r both gd citizen of singapore. Decent and clean. LOL ^^ realli lahz!! go house means mus ahem mehx?? native thinking + think too much liaoz. den at around 11.30pm.. i left his house lorz. hEEz. we went for supper at boon lay there... eat until 1am lor. we walked mahx..from his jp to boon lay... that why will eat until so late..den finished eating jiu walked back me home. he walked with me to my house lor... den finally... 1.20am reached home. Poor eric.. asked his take taxi he die die dun wan... sae wanna walked. zzz den he around 1.35am reach home. Fast lehx! den we chated on the phone again. blahz blahz blahz. Den he sae he wanna slp le.. i let him slp lor.. cos todae got Colour Belt Grading... hahaz. hMmx.. den i spent hours on the computer again. Downloading the DDR thing... zzz Long sehx. yAwn. Step Mania Rawks! hmmx.. 4.30am den turn in to bed. &lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;i tink thats all for saturdae lahx.. todae one ar.. tml den write bahx! going to eric house soonz.&lt;br /&gt;okiez. tataz!! &lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAHZ!!! *Pow* &lt;br /&gt;Naruto Eposide 77 is finally out on Anbu-Aone. Get it now!&lt;br /&gt;-Eposide 77- Gaara vs Naruto -Eposide 77-&lt;br /&gt;*Naruto will summon the Great Gamabunta and defeat Gaara*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cIaOz-&lt;br /&gt;Ending Jutsu of the day : Goguoufuuin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108106244896837034?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108106244896837034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108106244896837034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108106244896837034' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108097559472371046</id><published>2004-04-03T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T15:03:35.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yOZ!! hahaz.. 2 daes nv update le! hAiz! loVE sUx!! dunno whyz...suddenly miss yang hui.. zzz. haiz~ craig david song so nice!! lyric very meaningful too!! hahaz.. seriously..can anyone survive without love? but nvm! me and yang hui is over le! eric also sae tt nvm le!! coz they cousin mahz! ^^ noW got eric le! muz treasure him! i dun wan the case of me n yh n eric happen again! tired liaoz! ^^ okiEz! Sum up wad happen ytd and thursday stuff.&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;mOodz : haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursdae arz..same as usual! boring daez!! got art period! teacher wanna us to finish up our art piece by the end of the lesson! kaoz! 3 period how to do finish everyting?? (!@#$) den rush lorz!! rush until siaoz. hand pain pain. den hor tt stupid art teacher sae "hand in ur art by monday" wad sia?!! tot he sae end of lesson? den suddenly change! den i rush for wad sia?? &gt;.&lt; agrhz! spoil my daez!! den after art lesson jiu PE lesson. ew...sux de lehx..me stomach still pain pain. tt damn chairman still insist me of running the bball court for 2 rounds. tell him me pain pain he bo chup!! how can liddat!! si chenson! becom chairman jiu totally change liao. ahhh! another school dog. hurmph! basically, we r supposed to play volley ball. but hor..we dunno how to play mahx. den end up using the volley ball to play as soccer. den my teamates accidentally kick the ball n it rolled to the field. She go pick it up but...got some black sticky stinky stuff on the ball..we didnt know wad it was..tot it was mud. so we heck care n continue playing..when i was supposed to dig tt ball, chairperson call me to help him do dunno wad den.. "piak!" the ball directly hit my chest. well..wasnt tt pain.. but.. IT STINKS! (!@#$) tt sticky stuff was DOG SH!T !!!!!!!!!!!! ewwwwwww &gt;.&lt; my PE shirt was damn smelly. *puke* n after PE lesson i change to my sch shirt n stuff tt damn shirt inside my bag. and when i got home.. my books, pencil case, wadever inside the bag smells like doggie sh!t . hmmz..after PE we go for recess. w00t!! so gd! me no need to do coucillor duty! mwahaha!!! coz me odd week de mah!!! hmx...den we go for english after tt n music and maths and go home. ^^ Music lesson was totally in chaos! everyone running here n there..messing up all the instruments... like never been to a music room b4..den kena scolded by teacher. LOLz. hmm.. den after tt we got maths. man!! the maths teacher really sux! hate her to core. yawnz dun wan waste my time writing abt her. hmm.. after school i straight away go to eric house. i miz him like siao! heez..wanna to see him soon mahx.. den hug hug him! Eric very huggable lehx. LOL. den go his house play naruto bahz bahz. den 10.30pm go home. kena lectured by dad. zzz. den we chat on phone until late at night. ^^ den next morning he morning call me. wake up le den same as usual..go school -_-|| hahaz. after school jiu go his house. hmmz.. den i stay at his house until 5.30pm mahx..den he gonna work liaoz. den he send me home and i quickly pomz pomz den go find him coz he waiting for me downstair me house. we go to city hall together..he work there mahx. suntec tower 1 n 2 centre second floor gelare. lol! den waited for him.. 7pm to 10.30pm. hahaz. hmmz..around 7.30pm a cute fren of ours call NORMAN come n find us. actually..we planned to meet each other but hor we late late come mahx..den he anyhow go around. hmmx..den me n Norman sit down at the couple sit. ehx! dun get wrong idea. me n norman pure fren onli. eric soo gd. he ask me to eat wadever i wan n everyting goes to his bill. hahax. i order Chicken Treat...Wild Peach Smoothie and Macadamia Nut Ice Cream...woahz! it cost him $17 LOLZ. i realli chop him sia! ^^ hmmz den he suddenly make a wuffle for me. beri nice!! lolz. so sweet. *hug eric* heez!! den after tt..me and norman go to arcarde chiong ddr. ew.. tt machine sux. 5th mix! sux sux sux!! *puke* lame song lame step lame machine. zz play 3 rounds den dun play liaoz.den we go back gelare. lol. hmmx.. den liddat lor.. wait wait until 9.15pm..suddenly feel like buying thing for Eric... Den ask norman pei me..and we both bluff to eric sae we go home liaoz. (norman stay next block to mine) den he like sad sad saying "byez..." to us. heez. feel so bad sia...hmmx.. cos its around 9.30pm. the shops r closing n eric knock off at 10pm. den me n norman walk anyhow findin wad to buy for him. den we go precious thoughtz. man!! all stuff there realli bomb bomb bomb! one small bear $18.90. zzz den nvm. the price too "tok" liaoz. we go out of the shop lol. den we pass by watson and saw.. "HIPPO!" LOLZ!! a very big hippopotamus. LOL. den tt siao norman! sae wad  "HIPPO HIPPO" dunno y so excited when he saw a hippo. zz den i buy it for eric..den go to a secret shop n buy wrappers n card for him too.. omg...it realli cost me a bomb... dun wanna sae the price.. its almost $50. haiz. nvm! for someone special mahx. and mus also thanks norman. hee!! den we pass the thing to eric. eric veri gan dong. he nearly cried out. lol coz he sae no one treat him so gd le!!! heez. den we go back to lakeside. he go meet his mother eat supper den norman insist of going home. zz den i go to choose to pei who. in the end..i choose eric. ^^ sorrie lehx norman..pang seh u. lolz! den i met his mum for first time. ehz! cute one lehx!! same as my mother. lol. we ordered chicken cutlet rice.. n guess wad? got bone one! first time see. LOLZ. hmmz.. den after tt. he send me go home..cos aunty go home n bring the rice for long long mahz (eric brother) lol. den eric n me tk taxi home den eric tk taix home. so touching. lol. so sweet!! ^^ hAHAZ. den reach home we chat on phone until 2am. den we go slp. &lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Thatz all for thursday and fridae. Todae one ar... see later or tml den write. &lt;br /&gt;Tata~&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;....Im waiting...waiting..for....ANBU NARUTO EPOSIDE 77!&lt;br /&gt;Geez. when will naruto 77 of Anbu come out? Hope todaE! YEah!!! &lt;br /&gt;-EPOSIDE 77- GAARA VS NARUTO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cIaOz-&lt;br /&gt;Ending Jutsu of the day : Hakke Fuuin Shiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108097559472371046?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108097559472371046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108097559472371046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108097559472371046' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108070161495125526</id><published>2004-03-31T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T10:57:10.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mOODz : rElaXinGz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yO! a vEry gD morniNgz tO ppL oN eaRth! aNgElz in heaVen! dEvIlz In hEllz! tOdAez aLso nEveR gO scHOOL! tOdAez mE pAin wOrsEnz! DaMnz!! (GuRlZ sTUfFs!!) yAwNz!! yestErdAe intend to write post one. but dunno wad happen! write until half way everyting auto delete. zz sO todae will cOntiNuez! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday: &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, March 30, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mOOdz: tirED &amp; bOrInGz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hIyaz! tOdae never go schooL! coZ stomach pain!! *aHemz!* ( GURLZ STUFF ) dAmNz! hAiz! jUs finishing updating wad i could! wAhz!! i spend 12 hrs on the computer! fRm 12.30 pm to 11.30pm. Gawd. Long period sehx! now eyes pain back pain butt pain. EVERYWHERE ALSO PAIN! oWWW!! x_X i never know that java n html would be so complicated. i spent hours on it jus to figure out wad izzit. mAn!! i also nv learn b4 this kind of stuff! sO will be a little trouble for me.. sObx!! sPend 12 hrs straight without resting..infront of this computer, meddle-ing with this damn java n html. itz wAd dAmNz (!@#$) wELLZ aNywaYz! eNuff Of cOmplAinz n gEt oN wiTh wAd hAppEnz toDaez. Hmmz.. a gD thing actually happen to me! Guess wad? Eric called me and apologized! YiPEE! (HELL YEAH! LOVE WINS!!) hAhz! so happi that we could patch back again! Dun really wanna lose him this frenx! bEst frenz mahz! hOR erIC? (*wInks*) hEE~~ LALALA~~ everything went well until 8pm plus..my freNz Manjeeta chat with me in MSN. She said I missed alot of Maths and Science. OHHH!! ItZ my weakest subjest of all! Then we still need to do something about the Music project. Geez..we haven started anything and how r we gonna presenting on ThursdaeZ? Man!! Feel like jumping down my blockz. LIFE SUX! Soo many thingz to handle at one shot. Cant really take it! *HeY GoD! Cmon! Im jUZ onLY a 14 paThethIC kIDdO! cAntz yOu jUS gEt oUt oF mY dAmn liFE?! StOp gIVINGZ mE sO ManY trOUBLE! i CANT TAKE IT!!* aGrhz!! weLLZ.. dEn..mY otHEr gAYz fRen chatted with me..dEn he ask me to go to www.myemotions.com &lt;&lt; (!@#$-ing) webx. i went in and dl 10 stupid msn emotions. And..after an hour, my another gAyz fRen msg me saying.. Note Friends: there is now a new virus that call people go to www. myemoticons .com ! please do not go and download its a .exe trojan that install only 10 emotions on your computer but its fake. It will allow hackers to control the everyone's com once its time when he got enough people to get it! Please pass around " &lt;-- wAd thE bLue sH!t is thIZ?! I DOWNLOADED IT!! aNothEr (!@#$) up problem! nOw dunno is i imagine or wad..my com like a bit different from yesterdae. Gawd! Im in dEEP sH!t !! *Amen* sO...wARning to Hackerz " If You guys try anything funni..i make sure i will track u down n kick ur arse so high tt it fly over the moon. " &lt;br /&gt;eHZ! 11.30pm alreAdyz?! oH! I promise Eric i will be turning in lastest by 11pm! Damn! Dun let him caught me if not he will start he bible story again. WellZ! tHatz all for todaEz! sEE yAz!!&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;..Im waiting..for...NARUTO 77!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ByEz!-&lt;br /&gt;Ending Jutsu of the day : HiJutsu, Sensatsu Suishou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108070161495125526?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108070161495125526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108070161495125526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108070161495125526' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690799.post-108057301723232254</id><published>2004-03-29T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T23:13:51.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yO! ^^ hahaz! first time using this blogblog ehx? kinda confusing! hMMx...hoW to uSe leHx..dUnno leHx..noW everytinGZ still iN a mEss!! LOL! hmmX...mAybe tMl starT tO exPloRe ehX? aiYA! bLog oNLY! suRe very eAsy de! mWAHAHA (*1031*) -=][10 = tEN 31 = sAn Yi = tIAncAi ][=- hAhaz! bHb hOR?? :p hMmx..dUnno lEhx...nOw alrEaDy 10.47pM liAoz...wAnnA Slpz liAOz! iF noT toMmorOW likE toDae aT sCh! Slp duRing sCieNCe lEssOn dEn mISS aLot!! x_x k lAhz! siNce aLso nTh mUch tO dO! mE jUz dO a sHorT wRitE up abT wAdz hAppEn toDae! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mOODz : tIrEd &amp; bOreD (sObx!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;wAke uP @ 6.15am&lt;br /&gt;eYes sTill hAlf cLose&lt;br /&gt;mInd noT clEar aT aLL&lt;br /&gt;dUn fEEL like gOin tO scH    x_X|||&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae 6.15am a special guy morning call me...hahaz! nv expect that he will morning call me so early!summore he only start work at noon. morning so early wake up call me! so gan dong! T_T (xie xie ni~) deN...verY hAppi tO receive his call arx...if not hor..todae sure pong tang sch again liaoz. coz very very the tired. slept at 2am ehxz. hmmx..den like tt lor..wash up everyting den call him again tell him i go school liaoz. not bad liaoz lahx...todaez school period not that jia lat mahx... nan de lehx! slp during science period teacher never scold! LOL! hahaz! but can't really get to slp lahx! keep on telling myself mus stay awake! so wont wad teacher saying! but too bad! i fall asleep despite wadever i do. LOL. You cant really blame me. Like the special guy sae, " you aRe a PIG! " . ^^ ahEm!  hmmX.. den afTer school got councillor meeting...almost 1 hr...nearly fall asleep again! teacher keep talkin crap! sae wad change duty! DUHZ-OH-AHZ!! after thAt jIu gO homE le lOR..nth to do at sch also...summore so tired...dun go home go where sia? den reach homE..maKan deN poM poM den jIu plAy coMputer liAoz! totally forgot abt my tiredness! aRound 8pm liddat..tt special guy call me. ok laHZ! make it easier! his nAme iS ERIC k? lazy to type "special guy" le. aRound 8pm..eric called me! sO hapPY! coS he wOrking maHx! from noon to closing! tired de lehx!! summore the manager bulli de! LOLX! we chAted for awhile mahx..coz he break timE. dEn suddeNly duNNo wad hAppen! wE had a row AGAIN lor! siAn sian sian!!! tiS time de is too seriOus liaoz..alSo dunno wanna 4give hIm aNotx... mAybe i shOuld lahx..but he tt sentence "suan le" hurt me too much lehx...summore i nearly cry! T_T stupid eric!! haiz..hope by tml everyting will be fine again lahx! ^^ dEn after that no contact le.. until noW lor! he call me sae sorrie! (HELL YEAH!! ^^ ) MWAHAHA!! dEn noW half half okie le! LOL! (LOVE WINS!) hAhaz..mE n Eric arx! bEEN thRu alotx! alOtz liKE hELL! involve alot of ppl too! lOL! bUT too bAd nOt stEad noW! coX hE shoRteR by mE 1 cm! dARn! i Cant aCCEpT thE fACTZ!  (!@#$) hAiz! nVm! a sHinObi muS bE sTronG! LOLz!! oH yAz! sO hapPI! k lAhz! tAlk uNtil hErE! lAter he calling me! will carry on tML k? ^^ bYex bLogiE! --&gt; BlogBlog's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Naruto 77 coming out soon! &lt;br /&gt;Manga 210 has been translated!&lt;br /&gt;Rock Lee 's POWER move : Drunken Fist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ByeZ!-  &lt;br /&gt;Ending Justsu of the Day: Harem No Jutsu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690799-108057301723232254?l=x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108057301723232254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690799/posts/default/108057301723232254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x1a0-xuanxuan.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108057301723232254' title=''/><author><name>Hinata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06432756279640426956</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></entry></feed>
