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well with one another..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;if we not willing to teach..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;people will not willing to learn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;can't we stay happy as class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;y must compare this class and the previous class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;everyone behave differently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;don't understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-6962405691301600443?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/6962405691301600443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=6962405691301600443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6962405691301600443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6962405691301600443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/10/help-me.html' title='Help me..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-6153753431456143236</id><published>2008-09-23T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:30:43.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't understand..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why will my school hired such a facil..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't understand what he talk..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't even remember people sia..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Call me don't know what name..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh my god..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone come and save me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darling was sick yesterday..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope he get well soon..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haiz..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just wish that everything will be just fine..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-6153753431456143236?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/6153753431456143236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=6153753431456143236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6153753431456143236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6153753431456143236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-understand.html' title='Don&apos;t understand..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-2158579881365214776</id><published>2008-09-17T12:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:59:35.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is my nightmare coming soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Darling going back to CWP to work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will I be the same like last time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No more attention form him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Got all his friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N I no longer important..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I actually don't like him to work there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't trust him again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The pain come back again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jealousy..quarrel..all come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't noe..I am just scared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyone can teach me wat to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2158579881365214776?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/2158579881365214776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=2158579881365214776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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E36M..but&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mostly all my facil..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;really suck in my heart..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after all i miss all my old facil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now telling u...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really don't like to go to sch..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss darling so much..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;take care everyone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-545369217896873197?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/545369217896873197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=545369217896873197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/545369217896873197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/545369217896873197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-like-e36mbut.html' title='I like E36M..but'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5247834882172866490</id><published>2008-09-14T01:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:29:23.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I always want to make this relationship..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;My 100th posts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always want to make this relationship..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teach me how..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to make this relationship more exciting..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have use up all my ideas..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY LIFE WILL BE COLOURLESS WITHOUT U..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5247834882172866490?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5247834882172866490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=5247834882172866490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5247834882172866490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5247834882172866490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-always-want-to-make-this-relationship.html' title='I always want to make this relationship..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-2499069717874278456</id><published>2008-09-11T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T10:47:12.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart is empty..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today my heart is so empty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3 days never see darling le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kind of miss him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today must go jogging le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;don't want to get more and more fatter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;want to prove to him that I can wear short pant one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today cognitive kind simple..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so sleepy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jobie's daughter birthday coming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;didn't really know what to buy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;any suggestion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Take care guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2499069717874278456?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/2499069717874278456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=2499069717874278456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2499069717874278456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2499069717874278456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-heart-is-empty.html' title='My heart is empty..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-8454237896865131083</id><published>2008-09-09T14:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:14:57.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dearest E35C..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today the class is quite boring..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone is doing their own thing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss E35C..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember how crazy we play..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;drawing Bhai's leg..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;take photo inside the lift..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MSN combo chat during class..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;celebrating Benny leaving with pizza..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pressing "8"floor..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eat together..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;play together..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday using web cam take photo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;own self declare last day of sch..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;order pizza..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;keep using camera taking photo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss ya guys..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-8454237896865131083?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5843815225387996584</id><published>2008-09-08T11:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:47:09.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today having science class..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is not longer my fav facil..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is a lady..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she look so so..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with kids..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything seem so boring..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one want to play with me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boring boring..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no handsome facil..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone is doing their own thing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it kind of boring..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dot has a blog..haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how the rest of ur class..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how the classmate..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how u all doing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;doing great..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired..&lt;br /&gt;take care guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5843815225387996584?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5843815225387996584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=5843815225387996584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5843815225387996584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5843815225387996584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/09/boring-day.html' title='Boring day..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-3497168648533161639</id><published>2008-09-04T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:06:51.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The coolest show..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday watch 1 damm nice show in MTV..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it is call "the X-factor"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what this show about?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;M - male &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;F-Female&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let me say the story..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this show bring 2 couple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;M1 and F1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;M2 and F2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;F1 and F2 are best friend..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the show will bring..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;F1 and M2 to a nice hotel &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for vacation..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;M1 and F2 will stay at one apartment..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to spy their own bf and gf..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the show create something to make M1 and F2 worried..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for example..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when it reach climax&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or let them see when their own bf and gf do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i watch so many esp..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is like no faithful bf or gf..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they usually like one another when they go on the vacation..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe because they are "ang mo"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i believe Singaporean will do that..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who is there to be faithful..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I know i will..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so guys out there..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pls be faithful to ur partner..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;treasure and love them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't two timer..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it will hurt them..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And guys..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I am dead..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i give u all this permission..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;see wat my bf (whoever it is) react when i am in the coffin..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if u see that he feel nothing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i give u permission to hit him..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just kidding..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it hard to find guy that show this emotion..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;today lesson..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cannot link to my head..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;very hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cognitive very hard..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;going back to class..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;take care..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.s. Miss darling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-3497168648533161639?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/3497168648533161639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=3497168648533161639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3497168648533161639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3497168648533161639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/09/coolest-show.html' title='The coolest show..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-4916078607865404023</id><published>2008-09-04T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:30:54.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New sem..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;New sem..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;New class..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;new friends..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stranger..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quite slient in the morning..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But slowly everyone start to talk..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss E35C..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now in E36M..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Take care everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;P.s. I miss Darling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-4916078607865404023?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/4916078607865404023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=4916078607865404023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4916078607865404023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4916078607865404023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-sem.html' title='New sem..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-7953503709901470338</id><published>2008-08-31T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:48:32.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an answer..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today i went to ask God a answer..It reply me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everything has high and low..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now I have to calm down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Go to a place and relax..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everything has a answer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God will tell me when the time come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That is wat i can remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-7953503709901470338?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/7953503709901470338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=7953503709901470338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7953503709901470338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7953503709901470338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/08/answer.html' title='an answer..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-63524602375159887</id><published>2008-08-30T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:34:36.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It tell me that it going to be the end of story..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I don't noe what to do..i thought that the trip can help..but I realise that the ans is no..things does not remain the same or become good..but it turn out that it became more worst..friendster..attitude..hp..quarrel..trip..picture..alot of things are really hidden..even though I maybe thinking alot..they already tell me an ans..it just a matter to follow or not..I am someone that cannot be share anything with..can anyone tell me wat to do..but no matter wat the ans..I want to do finish something before ending this thing or continue with this relationship..tell me wat to do? I am so confuse..why do i see rainbow during there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-63524602375159887?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/63524602375159887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=63524602375159887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/63524602375159887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/63524602375159887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-tell-me-that-it-going-to-be-end-of.html' title='It tell me that it going to be the end of story..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-92918805248591319</id><published>2008-08-26T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:50:13.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey guy..over GPA result out..</title><content type='html'>teach u all how to open..NOT FROM LEO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. log in to &lt;a href="http://myrp.sg/"&gt;http://myrp.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. go to admin&lt;br /&gt;3. key in your username and password&lt;br /&gt;4. place your house at Academic Matters (do not click)&lt;br /&gt;5. You will see Academic Information..Click on it&lt;br /&gt;6. You will see each module grade and overall GPA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck..My overall GPA is 2.8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-92918805248591319?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/92918805248591319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=92918805248591319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/92918805248591319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/92918805248591319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-guyover-gpa-result-out.html' title='Hey guy..over GPA result out..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-2944264462919239659</id><published>2008-08-19T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:16:59.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there will alway be a rainbow after a heavy rain..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday was one of the happiest day..all my unhappiness i told to him..my doubt and all..clear one by one..stupid yvonne..sometime can u think lesser..u r like creating problem and don't alway add dumb..he will know one..just to tell..i love ya..the rain yesterday really help me alot..thank ya..P.s. I love ya, darling=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2261/2094981352_260d886c43.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2944264462919239659?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/2944264462919239659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=2944264462919239659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2944264462919239659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2944264462919239659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/08/there-will-alway-be-rainbow-after-heavy.html' title='there will alway be a rainbow after a heavy rain..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-7237610872705324652</id><published>2008-08-14T23:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:42:23.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who am I? I am nothing just an empty shell..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am stupid..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am ugly..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I am fat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am boring..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am deaf..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am useless..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know nothing..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I only know how to make you angry..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but why..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why u still love me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why want to continue tis relationship?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why don't u just leave me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I really love you alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-7237610872705324652?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/7237610872705324652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=7237610872705324652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7237610872705324652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7237610872705324652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-am-i-i-am-nothing-just-empty-shell.html' title='who am I? I am nothing just an empty shell..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-1836083192994861696</id><published>2008-08-12T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:03:58.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>re post..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did not manage to re post..every time log into it..I don't noe wat to write..nowadays just confuse plus confuse plus sad plus sad..just want to cry and cry..got tired of everything..today i watch a show..find this statement like talking me me.."if you love him..you have to tolerate him..never expect him to change..that will only hurt u..if u cannot tolerate..u have to think of a solution..which is to break up with him"..I still love him..but I don't noe how much he love me..is the feeling still there..got a feeling that the feeling is fading..he don't really love me like last time..the care seem not there..don't really want to reply sms..call also did not talk more that 5 mins..alot of things is more importance than me..scolding become more and more..i don't want t say anymore..is just make me more and more sad..love ya..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-1836083192994861696?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/1836083192994861696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=1836083192994861696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1836083192994861696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1836083192994861696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/08/re-post.html' title='re post..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-8043806157308059731</id><published>2008-08-10T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:19:22.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;everyone is happily celebratinng national day but not me..everytime never get to see firework..esp with u..new year never..national day never..kind of tired..re post later..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-8043806157308059731?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/8043806157308059731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=8043806157308059731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8043806157308059731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8043806157308059731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day.html' title='national day'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-7192717608422692834</id><published>2008-08-08T18:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T18:46:12.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The craziest thing I have done for love is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The craziest thing I have done for love is to sacrifice all my thing and just wish to see him smile.&lt;br /&gt;Catch Wall-E in cinemas from 28 August 2008 (ORIGINATOR BLOG:http://dancingbells.blogspot.com/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-7192717608422692834?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/7192717608422692834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=7192717608422692834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7192717608422692834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7192717608422692834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/08/craziest-thing-i-have-done-for-love-is.html' title='The craziest thing I have done for love is..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-4367165844691758408</id><published>2008-08-05T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T00:02:29.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking forward..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yesterday went out eat with darling..lost my hp..aw...pls tell me ur no if u see this..but it was like so sweet..he is cute and ask me sing song to him..today went to collect my sim card..after that met darling then we go airport actually want to study but end up eating..walking around there..after that we went home..darling is so cute..when he talk like girl like that..hehe..tired..looking forward to the oversea trip..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-4367165844691758408?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/4367165844691758408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=4367165844691758408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4367165844691758408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4367165844691758408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/08/looking-forward.html' title='looking forward..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5704147434251542810</id><published>2008-08-04T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:45:26.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart break..</title><content type='html'>My heart broke when u say that i don’t nod wat u want..darling..wat u know about it..i stand at the y..i stand at the shop for 10 min..thinking to buy or not..buy..i will get the scolding..never buy..u will say i don’t even care about u..i really don’t noe wat to do..but y i choose to buy..i rather u scold me than say i don’t care u..but i can see that the surprise face was just not there..last time when i buy the black shirt..it was not like this..you look very happy and surprise..the day i give u..u say u like..but i nod ur face tell everything..don’t really like..that all i noe..today u ask me change to long sleeve and scold me for spending money..u say i don’t understand wat u want..don’t anyhow buy thing..i am ur gf..i don’t understand u..now i nod..i don’t understand u..i am sorry..it mean to be a surprise for ya..using something to courage u study..telling u wat i going to buy..where is the surprise..my heart is thorn into pieces..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5704147434251542810?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5704147434251542810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=5704147434251542810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5704147434251542810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5704147434251542810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/08/heart-break.html' title='heart break..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-6836127274136097159</id><published>2008-07-31T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:24:56.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is changing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something watever u say to me..it might be the truth..but i don't noe y my heart does not want to accept the ans..u have change..the love for me seem to be not there..it fading..i can feel it..i was so sad..i cried at home..i start to be a crazy person in class..to make myself forget everything..let my time pass faster..but after sch..i still alone..my mind tend to run wild..start to think negative..y i will have all these want to know..when i cried today..my mind is thinking my name has change to "share"..he have not been wearing the couple ring for around 1 month..he don't care about me at all..sem 1 going to be over..the promise have not came true..my oversea trip might not be a success one..i feel so embarrass a girl ask a guy to go oversea with him..worst till..i don't noe y i just have this feeling that there is some one coming into this relationship..which is third party..or maybe i am the third party..he was scared that people will say he neglect me..but who the hell will say that this relationship is an enclose one..who will know we are together..now i understand y did my grandma change into my dream..she ask me not to be sad..i noe that all i can do is to be strong..try my very best to strengthen tis relationship..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-6836127274136097159?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/6836127274136097159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=6836127274136097159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6836127274136097159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6836127274136097159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/everything-is-changing.html' title='Everything is changing..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5719433485933911980</id><published>2008-07-29T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T00:18:09.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving this place..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actually i wanted to leave Singapore badly with darling..darling u may not know the reason..then reason is simple..i wish to go somewhere that no one know..we don't need to find anything from anyone..yesterday dream of grandma..she consoles me not to be sad and she will alway protect me and be my gurdian angel..darling seem trouble..unwilling to tell me..hope evrything is find for him..dear..love ya..miss ya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5719433485933911980?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5719433485933911980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=5719433485933911980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5719433485933911980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5719433485933911980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/leaving-this-place.html' title='leaving this place..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-4459881384025740840</id><published>2008-07-29T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T10:53:13.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Happy 18th month anniversary Darling..yesterday was our 18th..time fly really fast..yesterday he went to meet me at hoguang point..went to eat KFC..a short one then he left..send him to the car park because he went to johor to pump petrol..that y he kind of tired..for me..i also very tired..alot of things have happen to me..did not really have enough of sleep..will update soon..everyone take care..love ya darling (“,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-4459881384025740840?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/4459881384025740840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=4459881384025740840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4459881384025740840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4459881384025740840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-18th-month-anniversary-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-3602513374788572335</id><published>2008-07-24T21:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:56:12.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear girl..RIP..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUQSjOyCd54/SIWuHdq93EI/AAAAAAAADxg/ieJNLCnTqso/s1600/1_776535564l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUQSjOyCd54/SIWuHdq93EI/AAAAAAAADxg/ieJNLCnTqso/s1600/1_776535564l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Loo Yee Wen Jerlyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(27.02.1989-22.07.2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this year 19..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Girl..today we sent u for your last jounery..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hope that u are able to rest in peace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we are sad to see u like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;alot of things i nod u haven done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we even plan to have class outing this sat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but i believe that the truth will be out one day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-3602513374788572335?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/3602513374788572335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=3602513374788572335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3602513374788572335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3602513374788572335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/dear-girlpls-rip.html' title='Dear girl..RIP..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUQSjOyCd54/SIWuHdq93EI/AAAAAAAADxg/ieJNLCnTqso/s72-c/1_776535564l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-6499975325730113960</id><published>2008-07-24T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T00:12:07.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye my dear friend..Yee Wen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-400.friendster.com/e1/photos/00/47/14337400/1_712626718l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-400.friendster.com/e1/photos/00/47/14337400/1_712626718l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will always be remeber by us..today went to your wake..we was sad to see u..i remeber i last saw you when u was with ur friends at amk hub..till now..it seem to be like a dream..all of us hope that this is not happening..Good bye..my dear friend...RIP..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-6499975325730113960?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/6499975325730113960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=6499975325730113960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6499975325730113960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6499975325730113960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-will-always-be-remeber-by-us.html' title='Good bye my dear friend..Yee Wen'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-709390013266657403</id><published>2008-07-22T23:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:29:34.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in peace, Yee Wen</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It..was..just like a dream..pls slap me tell me it the truth..today class 5/1 of 2006..has lost a good friend..her name was Yee Wen..she is also counted a joker in the class..she have left this world..hope that u will rest in peace..u will always remember by me and by us..we was like so sad to heard the news..in the morning..sean was so happy telling me he pass his driving test..after that he call me and broke this news..that she has just pass away..got into a car accident..it was like too sudden..darling was beside me..i almost cried again..my mind just go empty when going back to class..this few years..see friends and family passing away..from tis i learnt to treasure people around me..tml going to the funeral not going to school..think tml alot of people will be crying..even for me..darling..i am sorry..too surprise that u came down to look for me today..but did help u..i will help u..if i can tml..I am sorry, darling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-709390013266657403?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/709390013266657403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>confusion..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Day no 11 darling having heal his heart"..everything seem to been change after the quarrel..darling does not seem to like to go out with me or talk to me..i noe that we will not watch movie..nowaday the movie is all like "non-human" movie..understand?? so miss him..never really go out..don't even noe fri go out issit counted as going out..went to eat le..find bluetooth..then chat at house downstair..haiz..everything just change..miss watching movie..miss going out..miss him so much..haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2500793753304471623?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/2500793753304471623/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5767629174600642361</id><published>2008-07-18T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:41:46.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today went to meet darling..he hurt himself..quite badly hope that he is fine..really hope god..next time pls put all his pain at me in instead of him..today went out with him..he seem to change..he look like sad and depress over his life..n use his happiness to cover it..i wish that i can help..but don't noe what can i do..i feel useless..nothing i can do for him..i was thinking if really one day he could found someone that make his life happy..treat him better than me..understand him more than me..most important thing..he also like her..i wish he will leave me n be with the someone instead..it is not because i don't love him anymore..is i want him to be happy..i will feel sad to leave him..n i don't wish to leave him..but i just want him to be happy..i will do anything for him as long as he is happy..in my heart i always love him..he is someone..who taught me alot of things..someone that make my life happy..enjoy my life with him..someone i spent my 1 and a half years with and someone who i love the most..the guy i really like the most..but i always make him angry..i really want him to be happy..but i don't nod if i am that girl that can make him happy and that girl he really want to be with forever..but i really hope/wish that i am the one..Darling..I love u always..u r always in my heart..always i wanted to be with forever..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5767629174600642361?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-8210142858861474063</id><published>2008-07-18T00:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T00:24:30.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take care darling..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Actually i nod that darling are still angry with me..all i can do is to wait..darling..take care..i nod it really hurt u when the bike fall..u sping your back and your hand again..got cut on leg and hand..take care..really worry for u..take care..hope everything will be fine for me..dear god..let all his pain and problem come to me..i don't want to see him get hurt again..pls..punish me instead of him..put all the pain on me..i rather be the one to spring my back..my hand and leg..be the one to injury and get hurt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-8210142858861474063?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/8210142858861474063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=8210142858861474063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8210142858861474063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8210142858861474063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/take-care-darling.html' title='take care darling..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-2655550781064295739</id><published>2008-07-16T22:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:14:51.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I finally wait for this day..i get to see darling..but i still miss you..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you seem to look more better looking than last time&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;really..is like 1 week plus never see you..today enjoy myself with you darling but then..the time we get to see each other was short..i was thinking "how to make our relationship better?"..very scared that there will other girls outside snatching you away from me which I don't noe as u start to look more handsome lor..some more u are a sociable person..seem to have alot of girl-friends..but I believe you and myself..nothing going to break me down..going to be 18th months le..time passes so fast..alot of things are not done with you..want to go oversea with you darling..but i very scared that you will be boring with me if we go together..sem 1 also going to finish le..the promise of the riding home haven come true..but I will wait..know that you have been busy nowaday with his final year project..still got 3 weeks..wish that all your unhappiness come to me..your stress also come to me..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Darling..I really love you..pls don't ever leave me again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;All the nightmare keep happening-work, friends, darling, school, family..wish the nightmare be gone and darling u can be with me forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A message to Darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know that you have been thinking that you have been neglecting me, last time I was even upset when my name in your phone is still "share" and you have not change, which always make me think of stupid things and ended up quarrel. But truly speaking, all these is the past already and I really don't mind it at all. I still remember you said that you can wear the ring everyday but that does not mean that you love me. I don't want to quarrel with you anymore. I feel so miserable after I quarrel with you over small things. I am really not angry and I don't mind that we only get to see each other once a week. If you are busy it ok to meet only once a week, but I hope that you could do the same thing as I do. I hoping that whenever you are, whatever you do and where ever you are, at least I am in your heart. A place in your heart. Like me, in school, in class, with friend, at home or shopping, even though you are not with me, you are the only one person that I always think, the only one in my heart. If I am given another chance to choose, I will still want to choose you to be my bf, still want to be your gf. Wish that I can be the one to continue the journey of our life together, stay with you forever. I Love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2655550781064295739?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/2655550781064295739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=2655550781064295739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2655550781064295739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2655550781064295739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-764646360014647421</id><published>2008-07-16T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T00:11:53.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Day 6 without seeing darling..I never nod that time is very hard to pass when u r alone..1 min slowly 1 min..but whenever i with u..the time pass so fast..everyday cannot sleep..feel so miserable then must act crazy in front of the class..just help myself not to think..people must be thinkiing..y still go on when the relationship is like tis..i don't noe..just that i nod there is a feeling..when can we go out..1 week of cooling..1 more day then we will get to see each other..or still have to wait..will he love for me not the same like last time..i really don't want tis relationship to fade away or don't wish to see it end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;1 more day to go..i very scared to face him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-764646360014647421?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/764646360014647421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=764646360014647421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/764646360014647421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/764646360014647421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5333917079939746259</id><published>2008-07-15T13:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:51:40.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Day no 5 without darling..today is a boring day..computering agin..morning just have UT..UT suck..finally saw darling while pass him the ear piece..but it was just less than 1 min..then went off..miss him so badly..don't noe when then can go out with u..don't noe we will still be together..my face still hurt..everyone ask me to cabot..watch the stranger..but i did not..scared u scold me..n i hope that i can meet u..but can i? Class left 9 people..so boring..Miss ya so so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5333917079939746259?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5333917079939746259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=5333917079939746259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5333917079939746259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5333917079939746259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/alone.html' title='alone..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-4884834469346292394</id><published>2008-07-14T21:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:19:40.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank darling..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank darling..i noe u treat me good..i nod u wanted to come my house bash my bro..but i don't want because of me..u two got hurt..esp u darling..i don't want you to have any harm..ya..today kanna bash by my bro 3 times on my face..it hurt..becuase he scolded my mom n i scolded him back then kanna bash..btw darling..wat ever u say..already touch me..thank..i promise if tis thing happen..i call ya..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-4884834469346292394?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/4884834469346292394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=4884834469346292394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4884834469346292394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4884834469346292394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-darling.html' title='Thank darling..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-2268663635639189876</id><published>2008-07-14T13:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:21:10.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it a miserable day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Without seeing darling for 4 days..I have to thank kyser..zac..and 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..think you guys got a shock when i suddenly busted out..it kind of sad..but i nod u are under &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of stress..i wish i could help u..really..but i guess i put more pressure to u..hope everything is fine for u..1 week of cooling down..if i could turn back time..i rather that day run away from class..should not say that..these 4 days is a miserable day for me..alone..got scolded from people..but i don't feel any pain..because without u..i feel more pain..u take care..love ya always..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2268663635639189876?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/2268663635639189876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=2268663635639189876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2268663635639189876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2268663635639189876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-hard-day.html' title='it a miserable day..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-2771176364455568</id><published>2008-07-11T20:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T23:09:44.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>issit the end of our story..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I don't want it to be like this..I still want to want to be with u..i don't noe wat i really say wrong today..i was happily finding u for lunch..all my friend knew that..but we never get to see each other more than 10 min..I don't noe wat say that make u so angry..i noe say "i will not slim down on my leg if u don't want study math.." this statement can make u so angry until u need to kick the rubbush bin..i was really sacred..u just leave me like this..just walk away..is this the end of our story..if it my wrong..i will change..i will hear..but the problem is..i don't even noe wat i do wrong..i say sorry about yesterday thing..u already forgive me..wat more u want..i totally lost..worst till is wat..i sch quarrel..my class lesson haven end..have to do presentation..worst today is on conflict..between one and another..i was sad..don't noe how to present..YAYA..I HAVE A QUARREL WITH MY BF..CAN..HAPPY..STUPID TOPIC..our 18th months coming..i wish to be with him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2771176364455568?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/2771176364455568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=2771176364455568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2771176364455568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2771176364455568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/issit-end-of-our-story.html' title='issit the end of our story..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-7538587989000330958</id><published>2008-07-11T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:48:12.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is a matter i handle it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't noe why suddenly think that way..maybe today hong kong drama affect me..i afraid of losing everything esp u..failure gf..cannot help him in math..got feeling that everytime we go out..he seem to look very boring whenever with me..we always does not know where to go..i am suck in my sch work..suck with work..suck with friends..everything..i scare of this and that..so down..always myself crazy to make myself cheer up..cover my unhappiness..sometime i am a selfish person..never really care how darling feel..I am really sorry darling if u can read this..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-7538587989000330958?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/7538587989000330958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=7538587989000330958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7538587989000330958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7538587989000330958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-is-matter-i-handle-it.html' title='It is a matter i handle it'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-1080810313300869490</id><published>2008-07-10T10:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:06:05.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just like a sotong..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday we wanted to watch the stranger..thank to me..see the wrong timing..not timing..is see wrong date..the last show was at 7 plus..9 plus one only today then have..end up watching 21..is about black jack show..quite nice..hope darling u r not angry about it..sometime i think that u r hiding thing from me..i really don't noe..feel so so left out..alone..u r not there when i need u..miss you..hope that u can pass ur math with flying colour.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-1080810313300869490?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/1080810313300869490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=1080810313300869490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1080810313300869490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1080810313300869490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-like-sotong.html' title='just like a sotong..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-8359786063308582066</id><published>2008-07-09T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:24:39.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hancock..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday when to watch movie with him..ya for sure..he late for the movie..miss around 5 to 10 min of the show..did enjoy the movie and enjoy the time together..not use to it sitting on your new super 4 bike..alway need to hold on the thing(if i not wrong is the pump pertrol)..at miss ya..i don't noe wat my heart is thinking..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-8359786063308582066?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/8359786063308582066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=8359786063308582066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8359786063308582066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8359786063308582066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/hancock.html' title='Hancock..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5997855341433969686</id><published>2008-07-07T20:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:18:02.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It matter on..why should i..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yvonne..y must u always get angry..i still want make contribution to u..i don't nod..how much u really love me..abit of love..just love..love me alot..some time..u really really love me alot..when everything is done..no one around..i nod nowadays u r busy with ur work..ur super 4 bike..selling ur old bike..i nod that u think we are together for 17 months plus..it must be stable..ya it is stable..just lack of excitement..that all..things like slowly turn up to be like boring..but is true that i still love u alot..because of u i can give up everything..i nod u can't do it for me the same way..it ok..i just want to noe..how much u really love me..actually it is also not that importance..hehe..most importance thing to me is as long as u love me can le..u have no time for me is ok..as long as i am in your heart..everything will go back to normal when u r stable with ur job..n sold ur old bike..just have to wait..i am very sure i will be stable..will not quarrel with u..as quarrel will solve everything..love ya always darling..sorry if i treat u will "cold"..miss u so badly..don't angry if u see this..i still love u..don't noe wat got into my mind..don't mean it..i just scared of lossing u..take care..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5997855341433969686?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5997855341433969686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=5997855341433969686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5997855341433969686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5997855341433969686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-matter-onwhy-should-i.html' title='It matter on..why should i..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-6546874810308670913</id><published>2008-07-06T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:48:51.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confuse..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't noe how much u really do love me..today never attend the birthday party..there is a reason..a person which cannot be presented as ur gf..99.9% will quarrel..u do really mind people noe ur realtionship..last time  i understand..but now u r no longer under there..wat u still mind..don't noe..darling change bike le..into super 4..he like the new old..but he also very sad selling the old one..due to he need cash as 2 bike expense high..I search yesterday finally found the post that he post to sell his bike..he seem sad..Darling..just want to tell u..how much i love u..search until 3am for your post..but how much u really love me..i noe u noe my blog address..but i don't noe if u even read how i feel..u noe i wanted to do alot of things with u..but seriously..am i someone that really boring..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-6546874810308670913?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/6546874810308670913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=6546874810308670913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6546874810308670913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6546874810308670913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/confuse.html' title='confuse..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-8908339487770337381</id><published>2008-07-03T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:40:28.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear diary part 2..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Today i am very down..i don't noe how much u really love me.."a boring gf" tis word keep poping up in my mind..never nod that i am really boring..maybe tis sun i should not even go..i noe that my heart will really be upset..after all..i am still some one very boring..i noe u ask me not take the thing very hard..i am not taking it very hard..but it is something which u say out..so some how it already affect u..that y make me very sad..in front of me u never find thing from me..but something u hide from me..i do really noe..but just don't want to quarrel with ya..i am tired to talk anymore..just want to find way to build bad this relationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;U are not here..u will never noe..if u are here..can u pls tell me wat can make us feel less boring..i beg u pls..need not put ur name down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-8908339487770337381?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/8908339487770337381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=8908339487770337381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8908339487770337381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8908339487770337381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/dear-diary-part-2.html' title='Dear diary part 2..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-2003493778517141386</id><published>2008-07-01T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:49:27.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm..</title><content type='html'>Darling, nowaday have a good chat ya..at sch yesterday..even never talk much..but somehow u spent time with me..but after all..i still someone who cannot be seen as ur gf..i don't noe y..and choose not to ask u y..ya take care..nowaday u r very moody..love ya always..&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just thinking..do u ever view my blog..if yes..can u at least leave message..it ok if u don't use ur name to leave the message..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2003493778517141386?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/2003493778517141386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=2003493778517141386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2003493778517141386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2003493778517141386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmmm.html' title='hmmm..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-2356518768466064492</id><published>2008-06-26T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:21:27.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today have the advantage learning..when i was at high element..i was scared..i was thinking about u darling..at the point of time i wish that u was in front of me n make me smile..darling suddenly i think that i need u badly..i miss u and love u so badly..BTW..THANK TO PRIMARY SCHOOL FRIEND DOT..FOR HELPING ME TODAY..U SURE IS FUNNY..HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2356518768466064492?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/2356518768466064492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=2356518768466064492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2356518768466064492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2356518768466064492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-ya.html' title='I love ya'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-1062956269257083928</id><published>2008-06-25T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:49:27.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mistake again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today was a bad day..bad in sch..i met sean..so sorry about today..make u sit there and wait for me..then run all the way to meet darling..end up..we quarrel again..it was also my fault and stupid..y shopping cut hair only $10..i must be crazy..nowaday we have been quarrel..i really hope everything for us..i am sorry for u two guy(sean and darling)..I love ya darling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-1062956269257083928?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-7731024024737201890</id><published>2008-06-24T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:16:33.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry darling..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Today was a boring lesson.. went to watch Never Back Down with ya..before that we have fun..there was long queue..we was late for the show..in the end i  buy the food later..i actually want to eat hot dog he wanted nacho combo..then he ask me to buy the hot dog combo..i decide to change to nacho combo..can eat more..n hot dog only i eat..when i buy the nacho combo..he scold me in the movie..i was angry n give him attitude..he try to say sorry..then push the nacho to him..i think i make him angry until he throw the nacho at the other seat..after that..he went to the seat n take the nacho n eat..after that we are ok..i am sorry for my stubborn n attitude..very long never see u so angry..the last time was the almost the break up..haiz..i am sorry..pls forgive me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-7731024024737201890?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/7731024024737201890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=7731024024737201890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7731024024737201890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7731024024737201890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry-darling.html' title='Sorry darling..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-8907617330859338760</id><published>2008-06-21T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T00:10:54.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday..i miss ya again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yesterday was a sweet outing..we went to bishan to watch "don't mess with the zohan"..after that he was saying though that will go home..he ask me to think where to go..but it was like 9 le..end up we went to orchard..wanted to watch another movie but there was no more other time slot..want to play pool but darling was scared as like it so open n everyone might be looking..end up we seat at youth park..we talk alot..heart to heart talk..i was like so so sweet..he met his facil there..then though we go home..he went to toa payoh lorong 1 there top up petorl..then went to 7-11 there but drink and sat at playground there..talk n sit there..went home around 2am..i miss darling so much..nod that u have a hard time in your job..hope that ya can relax..less stress for ya..my heart alway belong to ya.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-8907617330859338760?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/8907617330859338760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=8907617330859338760' title='0 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treating me good nowaday n keep ur promise that when u r free u accompany me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you!!! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yesterday u came n find me..have a great time with u..short but sweet..today kind of miss u again..hope that u will have a better sale next week when u start the new job..don't want u to suffur anymore.. Darling, I will alway love u..my heart belong to u always.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS.Be mine, always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-181217963445372549?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/181217963445372549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=181217963445372549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/181217963445372549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/181217963445372549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-you.html' title='Thank you.. =)'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-8152583056415131675</id><published>2008-06-17T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:04:36.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arrr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today I miss the chance going out with darling..thought he will noe end early..stupid yvonne..go do wat hair sia..see u miss ur chance.. T-T..miss ya so much..Darling..thank..u been keeping ur promise that u have time..u will spent it with me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hope that the next outing will be soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS. I miss ya and love ya =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-8152583056415131675?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/8152583056415131675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=8152583056415131675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8152583056415131675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8152583056415131675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/arrr.html' title='arrr...'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-8766365748199131286</id><published>2008-06-16T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T01:19:43.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear diary..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;today was somehow a great day i manage to watch with u 2 movies..the happening and the hulk..i have fun going out with ya..miss ya so so much..but sometime i just wish that can i don't be so busybody..i saw his phone..he haven change my name..it is still "share"..that time he tell me he will change..but issit a good thing or a bad thing..at least he was not being force..issit because of something that he does change due to some reason..but choose not to tell me..if u tell me i will understand..i don't nod y i was not that angry like last time..i choose to think of the positive way..because i nod that trust is very important in a relationship..i wanted to trust u..n if really there is 3rd party..there is nothing i can do..but i nod i need to trust u..as long as i can be with u will do..i don't wish u to appear as a bad person..actually u also did something for me..Christmas(the 'Yvonne' chain)..1 year anniversary(the cute soft toy)..valentine's time(the sweet sms)..my birthday(birthday call, cake, ear ring and night safari)..even u may not do much..but don't nod y it seem to be more treasure..tis thing already become part of my life..when i lost ur thing i wish to replcae back..but the meaning is no longer there anymore..at least i nod wat ever this few month i do..i never waste..u teach me how to save money..how to be more independent..u care for me in another way..but i really wish that i can understand u even more..sms seem to be avoid..love is blind..i don't nod how to leave u..i still love u alot..i just like u only..my heart always belong to u..wat about me..sometime i feel that i irritating..so i rather be an women..listening to him..support him n stop quarreling with him..be more understanding..miss u always..U ALREADY BECOME PART OF MY LIFE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-8766365748199131286?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/8766365748199131286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=8766365748199131286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8766365748199131286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8766365748199131286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear-diary.html' title='dear diary..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-6930576075661553177</id><published>2008-06-15T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:07:19.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>men supporter..</title><content type='html'>I got a feeling..u got something hidding from me..but i nod that wat a women can do..is to support him..and not asking much..but i really wish that wat ever he can tell me..no matter wat..i will help n support hm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-6930576075661553177?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/6930576075661553177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=6930576075661553177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6930576075661553177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6930576075661553177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/men-supporter.html' title='men supporter..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-3588991991708787503</id><published>2008-06-12T20:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:56:13.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the use..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u will never nod how much i miss u..wat the point of quarrel..i should nod that quarrel will not change anything..i don't noe how to say..if u don't have any intention to go out with me..i should not force u too..if u really have the heart..u will go out with me..haiz..when will we go out again like last time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ae2huCWOtRQ/SFEZCy5S0dI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1m-de6tD4sM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210973779656888786" style="WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="244" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ae2huCWOtRQ/SFEZCy5S0dI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1m-de6tD4sM/s320/untitled.bmp" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dream place to be with u..i nod that u will never bring me there..even though u nod that this is my dream place..which u already noe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-3588991991708787503?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/3588991991708787503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=3588991991708787503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3588991991708787503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3588991991708787503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-use.html' title='What the use..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ae2huCWOtRQ/SFEZCy5S0dI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1m-de6tD4sM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-3846434099910408830</id><published>2008-06-12T01:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T01:55:32.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when will you learn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yvonne lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, when will you controlled your emotion and your temper, say that you will not quarrel over this and in the end quarrel again. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When will you learn, when will you really learn to control yourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-3846434099910408830?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/3846434099910408830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=3846434099910408830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3846434099910408830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3846434099910408830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/yvonne-lim-when-will-you-controlled.html' title='when will you learn?'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-1597528039845468727</id><published>2008-06-11T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T15:59:27.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-untitled-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Lim Li Fang, Yvonne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can u stop dreaming that today you will go out with him!  This will lead to you two quarrel again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just pretend that there will be no outing for you two!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-1597528039845468727?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/1597528039845468727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=1597528039845468727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1597528039845468727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1597528039845468727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/untitled.html' title='-untitled-'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-4425914733516642980</id><published>2008-06-06T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:06:28.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another bad day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i don't noe think that i am very unlucky..do wat also wrong..wish people good luck turn up to be a bad one..i don't like to quarrel with him because everytime we quarrel..he sure will have bad things happen to him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-4425914733516642980?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/4425914733516642980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=4425914733516642980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4425914733516642980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4425914733516642980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-bad-day.html' title='another bad day?'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-1010818476207035681</id><published>2008-06-06T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T00:26:47.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can any teach me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How to make u like me even more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How to make yourselve the most importance person to u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How to understand u even more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How to be a more perfect gf to u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How to not get jealous easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How to not be a unreasonable person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How to not have mood swing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How to get one step closer to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i want be a more understand person..i want to be ur best understanding gf..the first one u think..i miss ya so so much..do u understand n noe..i don't want tis relationship to fade away..i don't noe how to let go this relationship and u..do u noe how much i wanted this relationship? Hoping that one day u will get to see..not trying to imply u r not good..just want u to nod how i feel...i don't noe y..is like i was born to make u happy..is this fated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-1010818476207035681?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/1010818476207035681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=1010818476207035681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1010818476207035681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1010818476207035681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/can-any-teach-me.html' title='can any teach me..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-3161753370802622891</id><published>2008-06-05T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T14:09:52.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another sad post or...??</title><content type='html'>It is very sad seeing everyone putting couple photo on their display pic on friendster or their msn..but i can't..somemore our relationship still need to be hidden..he alway say does not mean that putting the photo mean anything..to me..if a guy willing to put the photo up..he is telling how happy he is with you.."like the most happiest men in the world"..so wat i write here..he will not know..i will not compare me with others..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-3161753370802622891?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/3161753370802622891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=3161753370802622891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3161753370802622891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3161753370802622891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-sad-post-or.html' title='another sad post or...??'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-2660503938997471240</id><published>2008-06-03T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T01:27:19.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another bad dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Was it a test or issit really the true..i wish that it was a joke..when he say out..it was really shock..at the point of time..i really wish that it was a joke..he really said it was a joke..issit the true..does he really never think of that..i am really very scared..really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2660503938997471240?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/2660503938997471240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=2660503938997471240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2660503938997471240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2660503938997471240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-bad-dream.html' title='another bad dream'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-2408685172478662651</id><published>2008-05-28T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:33:46.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It been long time since we quarrel again..who has change..i don't noe..it me or u..just that i know that i still really miss my birthday..wishes that everyday is my birthday..miss the night safari alot and everything u done for me..but i just get really insecure when guy go to that place(pub/clubbing..bad experience with guy who are drunk) understanding n other..problem keep coming out..just wishes to be with u as long as possible..but are we able to..just love u too much that  i don't wish u even though u hurt me so much..issit because i love ya too much..just wish that i can post the photo of u n me n not hiding this relationship..do u still love me..how much you still loe me..do u feel the happiness when u are with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I REALLY LOVE/MISS U SO SO MUCH..actually i am wondering...r u reading my blog..if yes..how u feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2408685172478662651?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/2408685172478662651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=2408685172478662651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2408685172478662651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/2408685172478662651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/05/tiring-week.html' title='Tiring week'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-856293863488102506</id><published>2008-04-30T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T23:40:18.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i selfish?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;zac&lt;/span&gt; say might be the true, i am very selfish if i end off this relationship because of my birthday..maybe i should not end it..just treat it as how much he like me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;..after all, it still contain sentimental..today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; i learn also help me in my decision..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; thing or person is priceless to me..some might think is hp or other stuff..but to me..u r priceless..which i think once i leave u..i will really regret it..and i cannot get the thing i want back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-856293863488102506?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/856293863488102506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=856293863488102506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/856293863488102506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/856293863488102506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/04/am-i-selfish.html' title='Am i selfish?'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-6600399663753405002</id><published>2008-04-23T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T22:51:28.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 more days to go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have been waiting for these day to come..to end this or to continue..is that day to decide..my fate..how much u r there for me..is not that u never done for me anything..is just there sometime i noe that u r there for me..sometime u r just not there..i just all alone..i just scared that this test u will not pass and wanting me to leave u..i really don't noe how to let go..really..if can i really that i can be 'lucy' cannot remember everyday i do..want u to make me remember you..i really want to make this decision n stay with it n not think about ither thing again..have u ever read my blog before..if yes..do u noe how i feel? i no need u to put the same thing and effort..just want u to remember and spent it with me..the problem is..can u remember my birthday? if u got read my blog u will nod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-6600399663753405002?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/6600399663753405002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=6600399663753405002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6600399663753405002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6600399663753405002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/04/21-more-days-to-go.html' title='21 more days to go...'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-3702237492306375288</id><published>2008-04-20T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T02:03:33.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really don't noe wat to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A moment i start to get trust, it begin again. Is like do u noe how long i need it? Do u noe how pain issit..i nod u care..not i don't mean to lie to u..but think of my shoe for once..just once..ask u all one question..when u lost a special person give u something...u wanted to find badly issit because u are scared that the person will scold u or are u really treasure the thing? i rrally hurt me when u say is scared because of the scolding..it being long time since i write a happy post..i really wish my birthday no need the same contribution..just want..i reallu just want u to remember and spent it with me...how sure can i be..i really don't noe..will the day be happy or not..it up to u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-3702237492306375288?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/3702237492306375288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=3702237492306375288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3702237492306375288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3702237492306375288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-really-gon.html' title='I really don&apos;t noe wat to do'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-1011904373576269327</id><published>2008-04-17T14:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T14:12:13.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today lesson..</title><content type='html'>Today lesson is not easy at all..till now i still in cracking my brain..cannot use science..if want to use science we need to have 100% sure..haiz..is not easy to be in here..everyone is like giving up..presentation presemtation..forever no end..but daily grade not bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-1011904373576269327?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/1011904373576269327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=1011904373576269327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1011904373576269327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1011904373576269327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-lesson_17.html' title='Today lesson..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-4225193136956219960</id><published>2008-04-09T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:47:29.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Everything at the beginning is sweet..in his world - money mom work study friend..where is me? is sweet in the beginning but when is the end..it alway...hmmm...if like this..how i wish i can be like lucy..only can remember 1 day the other day forget about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-4225193136956219960?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/4225193136956219960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=4225193136956219960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4225193136956219960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4225193136956219960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweet.html' title='sweet'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-6241133227299441618</id><published>2008-04-05T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:19:38.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish that..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am very scared..as the day come nearer..the more i am scared..i really wish that he could pass this test..that the only thing i really want from him..but really got no confindence that he will even remember my birthday..but neither do i want lose this relationship..this is y i nowaday keep giving him cold shoulder..i very scared i not use to it..if really something bad happen..i just wish that i have 1 day break where no one disturb me..i am very tierd to contribute anything to anyone..so wat i write all this..he also will not see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-6241133227299441618?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/6241133227299441618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=6241133227299441618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6241133227299441618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6241133227299441618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-wish-that.html' title='i wish that..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-1954869297927317436</id><published>2008-04-01T01:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:20:43.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday</title><content type='html'>I am really very scared..my birthday is coming soon..i am very scared..since he never come read my blog..i will say it out..i using my birthday to test him how importance i am to him..he is someone who alway forget thing..if he can remember n celebrate with me..at least i noe that in his heart..i still have a place...if he forget..i also don't noe wat to do le..no hint will be given to him..btw i am really veery scared..but tis is the only confindence..cause during his sch holiday..i already tried my best to take the same off day with him..but mostly end up going out with his mom..n that time when we went to watch movie he using the jacket to cover his face like don't want to let people see..n nowaday go out there is bound to have something on..that lead to go home..i just have the bad uncomfortable insurce feeling that i will lose him anytime..n that y sometimed i dare not to get too close to him..cause i scared that 1 day when he leave me.. cannot take it..at least this thing can tell me i still have a place..but now i really don't have confindence that he will remember..really..but i don't wish to hint him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-1954869297927317436?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/1954869297927317436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=1954869297927317436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1954869297927317436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1954869297927317436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-birthday.html' title='My birthday'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-2445823278192655814</id><published>2008-03-26T02:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T03:07:09.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat is the better solution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Too long never update my blog..hmmm..nowaday kept thinking alot..even though i alway smiling..there is problem that i kept facing..work..him..money??..i really wish that 1 day i could be no 1 person his heart..watever happy thing or not he is willing to share me..actually i was quite sad that i heard that he going out with his mom tml..another off day i cannot spent with him..i was so scared that he off then i help people tuition..but i was wrong..is like so long we never go out in the afternoon..after all is his mom..have to trust him also..or else keep thinking that he go out with other girl meh..actually i don't want to quarrel with him..not because of tired quarreling..is like..everytime quarrel the relationship alway become very unstable..like it will break anything..n i alway tend to think alot..just want everything to go smoothly..which i nod i will not take if we really break..just want him to be happy..he happy i will be also happy..but i really miss him alot..n there is 1 thing i very scared of..i very scared that he will forget about my birthday n never celebrate with me..really very scared..if he will treat me like his kitten how good will that be..putting all the love n hardwork..when will it be my turn..when will i be the no1 gf??just want his caring..that all..hmm..go to sleep le..nite everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2445823278192655814?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-3968752911181487720</id><published>2008-02-10T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T23:23:39.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i want..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;First want to say a happy birthday to u..today i am very upset..last week it was him who tell me to meet me at nite..yesterday he want to change to 1 to 8 go out..i am fine with it..suddenly less than 1 hour call me say meet me at 4.30..ask me to plan go where cause it his birthday n going out for so long..already plan to go mount faber..end up watch movie..wat is today different from other day..am i also noe how importance i am to u..i already have contribute enough..i also wish to leave to u..but i cannot let go of u..i don't noe wat to do..i noe sometime wat ever i do..i will make u angry..i don't need to ask u buy me this buy me that..i just want only 1 whole day just 1 whole day we go out together holding hand..i think this day will never come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-3968752911181487720?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/3968752911181487720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=3968752911181487720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3968752911181487720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3968752911181487720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-i-want.html' title='all i want..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-8127627066787626949</id><published>2008-01-31T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T14:07:30.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy first year!!</title><content type='html'>Hmmm..nowaday com break down i cannot go to internet to update my blog..hmmm..last mon was our first year..time really flies..kind of miss him alot as we cannot get to see each other..but it was a suprise that he give me..he brought a soft toy n put under the jacket n ask me to open..did not expext him gthat will buy the soft toy...hehe..kind of left out..now it so different from the old tm every thing since so different from the day i left tm..almost everyone seem so greedy in sale..thought of my big "sis" not here everything very be fine..but i guess..i was wrong.. 10 more days to the celebrate..wanted to give him the best celebration..haha =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-8127627066787626949?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/8127627066787626949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=8127627066787626949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8127627066787626949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8127627066787626949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-first-year.html' title='Happy first year!!'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-4845087604884376912</id><published>2008-01-05T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T01:04:30.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>timw really flies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;woo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;it going to be 1 year le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;it was like the longest that i have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;there is thing u need to treasure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;happy..unhappy..is all the past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;there is still long way to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-4845087604884376912?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/4845087604884376912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=4845087604884376912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4845087604884376912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4845087604884376912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2008/01/timw-really-flies.html' title='timw really flies..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5853136575543395348</id><published>2007-12-26T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T01:40:44.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wat a christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;got alot of unhappy thing happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;don't want to say le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i go sleep le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5853136575543395348?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5853136575543395348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=5853136575543395348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5853136575543395348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5853136575543395348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/12/bad-christmas.html' title='bad christmas'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5924066316338539594</id><published>2007-12-20T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T03:02:52.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be frank..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;alot of thing..they need to spill out&lt;br /&gt;people then will understand wat your thinking&lt;br /&gt;humans r always like tis&lt;br /&gt;i want y freedom back&lt;br /&gt;is like i am so tired working..&lt;br /&gt;really very tired&lt;br /&gt;no time to go out play..&lt;br /&gt;jan i will really want to get back my freedom&lt;br /&gt;everything change so fast..&lt;br /&gt;better get some sleep now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5924066316338539594?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5924066316338539594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=5924066316338539594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5924066316338539594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5924066316338539594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-be-frank.html' title='To be frank..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-216538474686124765</id><published>2007-12-06T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T01:10:54.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>running away from a problem is not the best solution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;running away from a problem is not the best solution..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thank to Joanne who tell me tis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;solve 2 problem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;conflict with my love one have solve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;somehow get the ans i want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nod wat to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;solve working problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ya i still have to go woodland for few month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;just do a good deed for the sick of doing it last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;somemore his sch is near there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;see if we can go out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-216538474686124765?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/216538474686124765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=216538474686124765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/216538474686124765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/216538474686124765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/12/running-away-from-problem-is-not-best.html' title='running away from a problem is not the best solution'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-6936700663698245895</id><published>2007-12-03T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T01:11:38.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A question</title><content type='html'>A question to ask you guy out there!!&lt;br /&gt;Wat is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;maximum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;toleration u will stand your oppsite parnter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;leave ur ans n name at the tagboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-6936700663698245895?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5509435225560128819</id><published>2007-11-10T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T02:37:10.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a good starting for both of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;will it be good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;if two of us is not working together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;both of us get stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;do not depend on each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;will be more happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;miss each other more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;won't that be more better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;actually these thing happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;might be a good thing for both of us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a brand new beinging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;give each other 1 month to relax..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;more freedom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;another 19 days to our meet up.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5509435225560128819?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5509435225560128819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=5509435225560128819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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have being quarrel till very badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;more n more people want to break us up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;get more third party in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but i noe we will get through all these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n be more happy together alway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;for as long as he said he love me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-3561218294797869455?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/3561218294797869455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=3561218294797869455' 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style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nowaday happen alot of thing but lazy to update blog..very tired..but here to say gd luck to those study in poly test or wat..as for those taking o-level..gd luck..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-6381995489884227344?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/6381995489884227344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=6381995489884227344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6381995489884227344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6381995489884227344'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5083228686529250440?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5083228686529250440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=5083228686529250440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5083228686529250440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5083228686529250440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/10/stressconfindencesense-of-security.html' title='stress..confindence..sense of security'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5574187617378816539</id><published>2007-09-28T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T03:31:44.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the word "trust"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;3.30le..i am still update my blog..wat the most important in a relationship..to me is the word call trust..once tis thing has lost..it hard for each other to believe wat each other said..no matter how lies he may tell me..cause i noe 1 thing is that i love him..i will trust him..i think noe that somehow someday..i am really scared at home..didn't go out..esp..this few day..got to believe a girl at home telling herself..he is at home..he is at home..wait for his call..is like 12 plus..my brain keep telling me..forget it he sleeping..but my heart wanted to wait till 2..then it got to believe that he sleeping..is not i don't believe him..he will contact more girl..study n working..his freedom time also more than me..today did happen something..just because of 1 guy wanted to join back..he don't trust me..actually i also don't nod how to make him believe me..even use bus kncok me till dead le..i am also a girl i need a guy to take care of me..when i am sick..listening ear..hug me n tell me..don't worry..no matter wat i alway by your side..i remember that the most nicer i like u..was when we first time met..he tell me..the most nicer i love u..was that he was down..he scold me..he told me that tis "actually i really love u alot.." the happier outing was..last tue..we went out really like a couple..n i remember i went to his house..we went downstair to buy ice cream..all the way he was holding my hand..this may make me look silly..but this is wat my heart is thinking..actually the necklace he still did not noe..if he were to read my blog..he will nod tis thing..y did i suddenly said about tis..today i noe 1 more secret..tis is wat i never though he will do..go to her friends friendster..saying a girl cute..yes..i am jealous..1 i was the one who add him at friendster..he never once view my page..never leave me testimonal..somemore saying the girl cute..won't i be sad..if i not busybody i will not noe tis..i was sad tis..he will spent time on people friendster..not mine..so i won't even said my blog..i just want a photo of me n him..i noe it will not post in friendster..that is only my wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5574187617378816539?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5574187617378816539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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that is not using my com..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;haha..guess where i am..ya..i am at my class chalet..using ben yap com to update my blog..quite sleeply..haha..quite busy today..hmmm.he today sent me to my chalet..at firat we went to pump patrol..after that he call me to get off from his bike..i thought wat happen..thn he took out his phone to take photo of his bike meter..there stated 2999km(i think)..then after 1km..he called me to get off the bike..take another stated 3000km..diao..that wat my mind think but i am very happy when he sent me to chalet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2834408671320225676?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/2834408671320225676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5314534930132944781</id><published>2007-09-13T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T02:25:38.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A beinging of my life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A new chapter of my life..y will i said that..after all these quarrel..ya ya..i return back the $50..not beacuse that she return me before..is that this thing should be only me n her..but this thing involved to many people..so wat her bf wanted to talk to me nicely..no matter wat the truth is..people will still help her..her bf her friend her sis her parent..they are their love one..so helping her is the truth..like wat i think we rite who wrong..most important is i am not guilty wat i have done..no one give me a chance to explain to them..n i only have 1 mouth..how to fight back with so many people..i will only said tis once n for all..yes she did message me that telling me that tell me that she return me..that was july/aug..i lent her money was on may 19..after my class chalet..she say every month she is goin to return to me..so by rite..i should be around june after her for the money..when july/aug she said i return..i ask her when she told me it was on may..i ask her when i lend her she say it was april..april i was having chalet how could i lent..nvm..ask her which day..she don't noe ask her where she say tm..at the point of time i though i really return to her..but luckily is i found my bank statement..i was on may 19..y i will lent her..i noe i when to interview with her on april 30..we met sing n jas..i was booking chalet..i lent her because i see her having a new job..when she get her first pay..sing ask me go out..i was thing..wat the hack..got pay still haven return..she had her second pay n that was the time when she quit..she told me her pay is not enough..when i brought up to her tis issue..she say before that..when..that time she does not even had a job how she return..i told sing about tis..i did..but is she helping me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO..SHE DID NOT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nvm..suddenly they never talk it..her mom told me tis thing she will help her..ask me not to tell her..but when her sis transfer to me..on that day she ask me to return her the money..i was thinking how will she noe..yes..we quarrel again..old topic brought up..but i ask her again when she return to me..she said it was at amk..so should i believe her..someone who cannot even remember the place..i return to her sis because like too many people involved..but who is helping me..i can say no one..who will believe me..none of us have an eye witness..my friend ask me to record wat she have say asking when she return to me..then make a police report..i noe tis is a hash way..but they keep calling making me insane..if i will to make police report..i got eye witness that i pass her the money..n even evidence..but she was my 6 years friend n her mom treat me so good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUST BECAUSE OF $50..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRIENDS SCOLD ME BITCH FUCKER..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wasting me my bill..involved so many innocent..even people i don't noe..worth it ma..make a police report no matter wat i will not be the lost..i really don't want to make tis issue big..i never want to drag my parent into tis..$50 $50..is that alot..i transfer tis back..the money going to her pocket or not..is that important..i have done my part..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I JUST CANNOT BELIEVE THAT U BORROW FROM ME MONEY..YET RETURN SO LONG..U STILL CAN YELL AT ME..N FIND FRIEND YELL AT ME..FINDING MORE FRIENDS TO QUARREL..I DO AMIRE U THAT U STILL HAVE THE FEELING TO SCOLD PEOPLE WHEN I AM TRYING T HELP U FORM ALL TIS..N A BIG THANK U TO U..TO NOE WAT MY FRIEND IS LIKE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i noe i never acc u all..but all my friend noe..nite time i giving to him..only my off day to my friends family..i also never give it to him..i don't mind 1 month meet 1 times..more topic to talk..just..no one understand how i going through..badly ill see doctor for twice just midnight..forget it..all these is past..quarrl nvm..once scold me bitch or so..no longer friends..even my mom call me to get away from them..now is then the new beinging of my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5314534930132944781?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5314534930132944781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=5314534930132944781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5314534930132944781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5314534930132944781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/09/beinging-of-my-life.html' title='A beinging of my life..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-6476848109679869582</id><published>2007-09-07T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T01:20:06.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A secret..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let me tell u a story..there is tis girl..she n her guy..the guy brought her necklace..it was her birthday present..even though it was not expensive..but the girl treating like that was her precious gift..after a few months..the guy brought her a new one..ask her to take that off..he say even u want to throw away also can..but tis girl no matter wat..she don't want to throw..that day the girl wear the new necklace n went out with her guy..after a few day..she realise that the necklace was lost..she was about to go work..but no matter wat..she used her 50min to find..she did no manage to find it..she was also late for work..she told her guy..she noe that the guy will not be that happy to hear that..the guy did not really get angry..n ask her if she want to buy the new one or other..but tis is wat the girl said "no matter wat..the necklace cannot replace by other thing.." when the girl had her off day..she went around to find the same necklace..she guess that the girl will brought it from the working place..she went into the store..she search high n low..manage to get find the same necklace..she brought it..n told the guy.."I found the necklace n send to polish.." y did she say send to polish..because the necklace was brand new..she nod that the guy will be happy..but in her heart..tis is how she feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"The one is the same design but the meaning of tis necklace is gone..i don't want him to be angry..i just want him to be happy..nothing can be replace.."tis is wat she think i her heart..she wanted to keep tis as a secret..         "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Issit she a stupid girl?" tis is wat she think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-6476848109679869582?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/6476848109679869582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=6476848109679869582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6476848109679869582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/6476848109679869582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/09/secret.html' title='A secret..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-1399749208336044821</id><published>2007-09-05T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T21:17:13.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A big problem..n..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yesterday had a big fight..but i came from a small problem..peopel think that was childish..but i don't think so..really was it my fault..am i not giving him face..am i not supporting him..haiz..is not important anymore..i message him today..ask him if he want me to transfer out..he must me go out talk..we went to amk hub..don't noe y i should be angry..but i see him..the way he behave..i no longer get angry..is like he forget thing very fast..we went to catch a movie..after the show..he did said sorry to me..but the time i feel the sorry is no longer important le..cause i alreay forget about it..don't wish to quarrel with him..my heart feel terrible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-1399749208336044821?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/1399749208336044821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=1399749208336044821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1399749208336044821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1399749208336044821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/09/big-problemn.html' title='A big problem..n..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-4621709308904044349</id><published>2007-08-29T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T02:04:58.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A happy...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mon night went out with him..did not went back home..we do alot of chatting..that night was the best night..he told me wat the song he alway hear mean..n wat he scare about..i also tell him thing..i told him not to leave me..he say he will only leave me when i don't want him..n i told him something that i will not do..i whisper at his ear.."tell u a secret..I love u..." he no respond for some sec..i said to him "Wat..a girl tell u tis u no respond..next time don't say le" he said wait..he tell me "Tell u a story"..i really thought he going to tell me a story but he said "I love U too.." "Short n sweet ans..am i romantic?" Ya u r..n u have change.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-4621709308904044349?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/4621709308904044349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=4621709308904044349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4621709308904044349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4621709308904044349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy.html' title='A happy...?'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-8263069633973354617</id><published>2007-08-24T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T00:29:56.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A decision that lie on me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;wat can i do..watever ans i give..i must be responsible with wat word i said..during sch time..anything also me..now in working life..also like tis..i actually think that way is the best way..but how many percent can i ensure that we both can work hard to hit the target..but the other way is too harsh..n i don't think that i will make that decision..me me n me..is alway me..when can i go to 1 working place where i no need to make any decision..haiz..u will never understand how i feel..&gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-8263069633973354617?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/8263069633973354617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=8263069633973354617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8263069633973354617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8263069633973354617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='A decision that lie on me'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-7098507618592017043</id><published>2007-08-22T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T02:09:49.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A change person..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;last mon we went to watch license to wed..it was a nice funny show..yes..he become more caring n change..all those bad work coming out from his mouth become lesser..n that day no choice movie got sold out..must wait till 1.50am then can watch..he wanted to buy drink..but cheer got sell drinks until certain time..he could not buy..actually he will create a sence with the aunty till he can buy..but he did not..because of me..cause he want to learn to control his temper..n it was the first time he want to help me carry helmet..but i don't want..cause he is 10% drunk..n some more we haven watch movie yet..hehe..after he go out with me..he never go clubbing n become more guai..no longer a bad boy le..hehe =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-7098507618592017043?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/7098507618592017043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=7098507618592017043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7098507618592017043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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it was thired row..he told me it because of me..or he will not even buy..i don't noe y i cry badly in the show..n he noe it..i say he change because he was serving one row of customer n end up never buy..he did not vent his angry n somemore still got the patient to sever 1 uncle for so long..if were last time him..he will get piss up n go put for drink..he really change to become more caring n patient guy..which make me think he become more attractive..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-8828220435323722982?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/8828220435323722982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=8828220435323722982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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thing that they could not get..went to his testimonal..i saw him..is like he could use the effort to find his friends..but i never see it happen to me..i was the one who add him..did he even look at my pofile or my blog..that would never happen..i decided to tell him him not to watch because..if he really want to watch we will watch long ago..till now haven..haiz..sometime he treat me good..sometime...will he take a look at my blog......No, i don't think so..haiz -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-7448048012315497346?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/7448048012315497346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=7448048012315497346' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ya..long time did not update the blog..so is time to write 1 long story wat had happen..starting from the last post..hmmm..i did sent my resign last week..wat had really happen..i was facing alot of stress because of tis job..hmmm..worried anger n alway caught in the middle..i sent my resign letter because that day i was really just playing with him..n just because of 1 paper he scolded me "b..."..i was angry because the word come out from him not other people..i was like so upset..that y i cry at the sale floor..i also noe that i in front of everyone is someone who is very hardworking n all those crap stuff..so tend if i make abit of mistake..people alway think that it was his fault..hmmm..resign i gain back alot of thing..first, my freedom...is like we go out very late..that y we both are very tired..i can go out with my friend again..second..i can do alot of thing..like learn how to cook all this..but i take back the letter..because of some reason..hmmm...i never said that i lost my wallet..that day we watch alone..i was too scared until i think i drop my wallet i also don't noe ba..i n sotong went out also..then met hua..have our dinner at new york there..hmmm..got that stupid illness again go see doctor at midnight cause me nearly $100..now feeling better..we went to rush hours 3 last sat..i cannot reach eraly that y i call him to buy seat..guess wat he buy..he really change alot for me..he buy couple seat..which i really never talk about it..i ask him.."y did u buy couple seat"..he say"aren't we couple.."i was really happy to hear that..maybe people hear alot of this..but as for me..he is a lazy guy..he will have the heart to buy this..he promise me tis week we will watch secret..hehe..the following week i got 2 to 3 days off..today my off day he called me..told me he did not want to work..hehe..n say i don't stay around tampines..cause at least i can acc him..sat during work he told me alot of thing..which make me think that..he really change.. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-8484209634292709056?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/8484209634292709056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=8484209634292709056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8484209634292709056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/8484209634292709056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/08/ya.html' title='Damm unlucky nowadays'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-8841865463902933692</id><published>2007-07-27T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T01:59:50.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think about the good side of him ba</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haiz..just finish to him on phone..don't noe for wat we quarrel again..today i totally tired..that stupid manager ask me do tis do that as if i am his staff..haiz..ya ya..i was thinking something..i sometime feel that y am i the one who is the first one to reach there n buy the movie ticket first..to think awhile..ya he did fetch me home n SOMETIME bring me out from my house..but issit guy job that he should be first one to reach n buy the ticket instend of me..that y i abit angry..cause happen tis 3 days....hmmm..i was abit moody talking on the phone..some more..play with me say go out with other girls..then like give him short ans..he thought i was attitude to him then he say if i don't want talk all these cannot don't talk then he just hang up the phone..how to say..should noe that if 1 person hang up my phone..i will npt even to call back..i called back him..suprising..then slowly talk then forget about that lor..after that was happy chat lor..wat happen tis 3 days..hmmm..mon was a quite happy day la..he suddenly say want meet me at my house downstair..n ask me cook for him..i cook for instant noodle..i think i got write tis in my blog..he told me even not nice he will say nice..but he told me was very nice..tue went to take cert with zen then went tampines there..eat with full time n him..cause i got 2 days off..at nite we watch black sheep..actually i should be reaching early..but eating with my mom..is already 9.45pm..the movie black sheep was 1020pm..i take cab send my mom home..then go orchard was around 1020om..he kept calling me..when i reach he scold me n did not scold him back..after the show i told him tis.."ya..i am the one who alreay need to reach early n buy the ticket..ya..i own u everything.."he though i was playing..i feel like crying..but i stupid thing he made make us laugh..he ask me to sit his bike that time..i feel different..ymy leg cannot step anything..then we two laughing la..cause he forget to put out..when i also angry he forget to do something..wed go out with him..do facial..give him do first then went i was doing he ran into th room take my photo..crazy him..who ask him today don't want call keep sms then sms so slow..i told him if he busy later then sms..then he ask me call him..then play say outside with other girl..of course angry la..haiz..forget about it..think the happy side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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up i cooked insant noodle for him..yesterday we watch black sheep..another stupid simple story..haha...but i was late for the movie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-1350621260431626846?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/1350621260431626846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=1350621260431626846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1350621260431626846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/1350621260431626846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/07/wat_25.html' title='Lame show'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-5197042497819634250</id><published>2007-07-19T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T02:01:13.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand got injury</title><content type='html'>wat..is a new day..so fast is thur le..hmmm..it seem to me that today is wed..y..cause i went out with him..we went to amk hub..he called me at 11plus..told me that he did not went to sch today..ask me out..but i noe tue..i told him wat really happen in the past..like those thing i did not even tell him at first cause i scared that i will hurt his feeling..after all..we still forgive each other..n noe wat each other thinking..n will change it..funny was that when we was at hub there..he keep stopping at those necklace shop..could not be buying 1 for me ba..cause he gave me 1 during my birthday..i also don't care..he might want to buy to other people..but tue..he told me the necklace he gave me become not nice liao..ask me take out..but i don't want..cause i think that is a effort n heart that he brought for me..did injury my hand badly..still got abit pain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-5197042497819634250?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/5197042497819634250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=5197042497819634250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5197042497819634250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/5197042497819634250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/07/wat.html' title='Hand got injury'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-1383353585831643165</id><published>2007-07-13T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T00:51:19.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am happy with wat i have now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;..long time no update blog le..hmm..this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; happen few weeks or days...last sun..i was like so angry with him..just because i play a stupid joke with other people..he like 'scold' me..then went around tell people i PMS..crazy fellow..but after a while we play at sale floor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;..cause he say sorry to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after work we went to see die hard..not bad show..due to 1 helmet..he wanted to go home take helmet..but he tell me he scared rain..i angry again..not because he don't want to send me home..it just that since u don't want..i won't force u..in fact i don't want him to send me back..he ask me y i so attitude..i agree that day i treated him badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tue&lt;/span&gt;..i went out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt;..my phone keep ringing..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jobie&lt;/span&gt; n him called me..both of them complain each other to me..it was like i think they concern with each other lor..hehe..jobie wanted to train him to be more self dependent..i agree that ever since he join Philips..he did change but his laziness..is also hard to change that one..but i was trick by him..after going out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt;..he ask me to go out..he said to me when i reach home..i call him..asking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; time he will be reaching my house..he ans me with a moody tone..he suddenly tell me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jobie&lt;/span&gt; don't want me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;..she said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tml&lt;/span&gt; i no need come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;..forever no need to come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;"..when i heard that i don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; to do..i called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;jobie&lt;/span&gt;...she did not ans my call..missed call 2 to 3 times..after awhile..she called me..i ask her got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; incident ma..she say no..then i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; i being treat like a idiot..i ask him when he reach my house..he say he was boring..that y he play with me..but then he say.."&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;! Still got people concern for me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;.."we went to eat durian..hehe..i told him i want to eat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;after that..went to talk talk..hmmm..he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; that i like to hug him..when i hug him..all his nonsense come out..maybe too understanding him..he ask me he like to hug blah blah ma..then i say he too short..(which is my manager)..after that another name come out(which is my god dad)..before he say another one..i told him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt;..."hey..don't say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;..i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; which name u going to say next.."he ask me who..i said out 3 names..then he told me among the 3..1 of them is the one..n i guess it correct..then he say.."&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;! U really understand me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;" of course la..to him all those 3 people to him was my 'lover'..yaya..watever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;..i told him i don't anyhow hug guy one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;..he ask me y i like to hug him..i don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; y i say "because i like u"..he say my ans is like sec 3...then suddenly he said.. "i like u too"..haha..i told him his ans like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;pri&lt;/span&gt; 3 like that..a simple sentence "i like u" brighten up my day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Last wed..he went to find me..we have our dinner..at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;kfc&lt;/span&gt;..at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt; he called me..cause i told him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;jobie&lt;/span&gt; message me..he told me he feel like resign at the end of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; month..i cried on the phone..but i think he don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt;..i was sad not because he want to quit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;philips&lt;/span&gt; n join &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;dyson&lt;/span&gt;..it because i was sad that i help him so much..n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; an ans he gave me..he suddenly say sorry to me..cause he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; that i put all the effort in it..n an irresponsible ans come out from his mouth..he told me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt;.."i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; u done for me n i am appreciate it..i will still continue with Philips..but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; my thinking..i don't want to hid anything from u.."i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; he feel stress..but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; he will still hold on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;philips&lt;/span&gt;..because after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; month or so..i am going to in charge of the store..that y i tell him to hold on..i told him i still need him in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;philips&lt;/span&gt;..even though he want to join &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;dyaon&lt;/span&gt;..i will still support him..i told him something which is stupid..i also find it stupid..i told him that if 1 day he don't like me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;..or like other girls..tell me..yaya..i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; it stupid..he ans me something which i guess it.."i got like u before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;"..i tole him i sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; u said that..since u never say that then no need to ans my question..i tell him i have to confidence with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;BGR&lt;/span&gt; after 5 months plus..he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; i am thinking..he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; that i am scared that he will get bored over me..he ask me don't think too much..have confidence with myself..i told him about my past half way..i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; that he don't want to hear..he just say to me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt;.."the past is not important..only the future is importance to him.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;being wondering..y every time we talk on phone can talk so long..every chat around 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;..talking about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt;..can tell u is all those crap n nonsense stuff..hehe..like last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt; we talk 2 hrs..talking nonsense things..haha..how to say..among all..i am really happy with him..really..even though he is difference from other guy like will but rings flowers or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; ever thing..all these i no need..he gave me love smile..that all i need..the necklace may seen not exp..but it is from his heart i will treasure it..he also treasure the jacket shaver n wallet i gave to him..i treasure the necklace he gave to me..we share the same interest..n thought..he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; i am thinking..i also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; he is thinking without telling each other..he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; how to tease me happy..n my silly action make him laugh..that y we are happy with each other..our conflict &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;alway&lt;/span&gt; start from work..but after that..we treat it as nothing happen..cause we forgive each other..that y he tell me that he don't want to work with me..cause he don't want to quarrel with me..see me angry..don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; y..he don't like my angry face n i don't like his piss up face..but we 2 wanted to work together cause we wanted to see each other..like can see each other everyday.. i ask him before y he like me..got my ans..hehe..hmmm..i love him =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-1383353585831643165?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/1383353585831643165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-2439632199620579618</id><published>2007-07-03T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T02:27:28.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when then can i watch my transformers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haiz..actually yesterday i and him should be watching transformers..i was about to go my house downstairs to watch for him..then he called me..i looked at the phone he was still at his house..i was abit angry..but i noe that he not feeling well..haiz..i was so lucky..almost want to meet him at town..hmmm..when then i can go watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-2439632199620579618?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-7627349886190857850</id><published>2007-06-26T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:04:32.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat a boring day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;today is my off day..slept around 12 then wak up pass zenda something..then went LP zone buy jackect for him..he steal my jacket..i noe he like it alot..buy around the same for him..but don't noe how to pass it to him..he will sure say i anyhow spent money one..hmmm..gotta think of way soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-7627349886190857850?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-9109225721555907293</id><published>2007-06-20T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:00:00.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A correct decision?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hmmm...today i got very angry..how to say..when he came to work totally was just fine..n i kind of miss the outing..but then when i sold many thing already he did not sold any..nvm..he went out for lunch i let him eat first..when he came back..i was starving..then i told him to stand here as there is no other promoter n some more tm courts is at the last place 'again'..i wish i could go but i was serving..after 2 mins or so..he went missing..he was at the shaver there..nvm..i help customer take stock n cash in..n top up all the stock..it take me about 5 to 10 mins..he still stabding at shaver there..how can i go eat..i serve 2 customers liao he still at there..i got angry n went there n ask him how long he want to stand there..he told mehe just came back from toilet..then i rather starve myself n continue to do sale..around 5 i cannot make it as my hand was cold..i began to take some bite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;when i went home..i was thinking..am i overboard..so i message him that if i am asking to much from him..yes he told me he don't like to be push..but thinking..when a problem start..both parties sure are at fault..my fault is that i really push him to do thing..too stress..i cannot think that wat if this store i will to in charge..no one hear wat i say..as for him..is still the 'lazy' that cause us to quarrel..i should not keep looking at his bad point..everyone in the sale floor sure have his or her bad point..but working together..i sure everything can be cover up..i did learn a lesson today..one new lesson..a chance for me to change to a more mature person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BITHDAY TO JOBIE TOO..DID NOT NOE THAT JUNE 19 WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-9109225721555907293?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/9109225721555907293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=9109225721555907293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/9109225721555907293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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time..compare to  rest..today was the most enjoyable outing..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My plan do success..manage to give him the shaver without any suspect..cause he noe i give him he will not take one..but i really wanted to give him as a gift..but i noe that he does not like anyone lie to me..but in order him to accept..i have no choice..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But..something that happen to me..made me noe that who i like..the other him..ask me out..if it was last time me..i would be happy like a mad woman..but i did not..i suddenly feel scared n guilty..i was the one who give up that relationship..like wat sean say..i had no feeling for him already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After all these..i now noe who i love the most..it was u..thinking u ask me today if i was miss u..even though i never say out..but i alway miss u..wishing that u will be my side now.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-3437553753257374145?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/3437553753257374145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=3437553753257374145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3437553753257374145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3437553753257374145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-greatest-time.html' title='My greatest time'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-4711899376540186363</id><published>2007-06-15T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T02:01:56.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="testResultInfo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;!--t--&gt;Your Score&lt;!--/t--&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;BROWNIE BATTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You scored 85% SWEET, 62% CHUNKY, and 59% UNIQUE!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="testResultInfoImg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/users/128/998/12999856194787279188/mt1118956636.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;brownie batter ice cream with a rich brownie batter swirl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm....you are a very sweet mix indeed! You are warm, loving, and caring to all those around you, but you're not boring in the least! You have a wild streak and a creative, unique streak, too. You are a great friend, an interesting person, and you know how to have fun without ending up crouching over a toilet bowl. Nice!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;!--t--&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=338886042745332086"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Ice Cream Flavor Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; written by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=weered1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;weered1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;, home of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hmmm...wataday..think i grew up again..many unhappy thing..i cried because of some reason(don't want to say)..second..customer insisted wanting the thing turn up blaming me..n an exchange of item even it over 1 week..now then i realise sale line is not easy to work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;happy as in i think he started to change..in a good way..more caring..hehe..n this is y..is like the more i like him..willing to do anything for him..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-4711899376540186363?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/4711899376540186363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=4711899376540186363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4711899376540186363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/4711899376540186363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/06/your-score-brownie-batter-you-scored-85.html' title='Test??'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-7549435244598011401</id><published>2007-06-13T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T02:02:20.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It seem like i getting old..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nowadays&lt;/span&gt; did happen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of friendship stuff..actually don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; how to say.if they will be more understanding..i might not even like want to avoid them..something i don't wish to let them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt;..but they knew it..n ask me those question..n i am tired after work..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It seem like i getting old..keep repeating the same story to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt;..i really have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;STM&lt;/span&gt;..today went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cinelesure&lt;/span&gt; to watch men in white..it a funny lame show..some parts are stupid..then we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;breek&lt;/span&gt; to have our dinner..i was talking my story n he was talking about his story..talking about his poly..sec friends n how to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;maintain&lt;/span&gt; a relationship..i think that everyone have to give in..n take in..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt; think that the way i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;maintain&lt;/span&gt; the relationship is a correct way..i really hope so..saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt; wrote in is blog today..whenever i want to do first i will consider about him..don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; y compare to all the rest..i treasure him more..really..just don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; y..but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt; wrote this "Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Vonne's&lt;/span&gt; bf, i hope you will treasure her like a gem, shes really a very nice girl, especially the way how she treat you, 她每次在任何事都会先考虑到你, where to find such a lady ya??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; ever break her heart..." when he post on his blog..it touches my heart..sometime after some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;separation&lt;/span&gt;..u will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; who your true friends who not..i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; it in my heart..he is a great friends of mine..will never be forget..but treasure her like a gem..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;issit&lt;/span&gt; too over..hehe..but i also really wish i could forever with him..but is all fate..so it have to depend on god...hehe..actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt; u no need to post it to him he will not see one..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It kind of funny that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt; dream..he dream that i am a vampire n he used a gun to shot me..after he shot me..he then realised that i not..then he went to hug me..then he got woke up by the dream..haha..but i hope he could find a nice girl that treasure him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-7549435244598011401?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/7549435244598011401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=7549435244598011401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7549435244598011401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/7549435244598011401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-seem-like-i-getting-old.html' title='It seem like i getting old..'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897362.post-3401299521275454570</id><published>2007-06-10T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T03:09:52.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO HAPPY</title><content type='html'>I got my ans..haha..how i get it..hmm..starting from actually he want me to acc him the whole night..but then when i with him..he want to go to his aunty..i was like angry cause in the first place u want to go there don't need call me acc him..he seen like don't noe i angry till i never talk to him..then he sit beside me said..he noe y i am angry..n he told me he does not noe how to express his love to someone even though he really like the person alot..that the ans i also wanted..hmmm..even since from feb till now..i also can see the way he treat toward me..hmmm..i should not ask more n be so petty also..will be more understanding.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897362-3401299521275454570?l=w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/feeds/3401299521275454570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897362&amp;postID=3401299521275454570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3401299521275454570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897362/posts/default/3401299521275454570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-a-t-e-v-e-r.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-happy.html' title='SO HAPPY'/><author><name>YvOnNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180945575382565818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
