<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408</id><updated>2012-01-24T06:41:29.468+08:00</updated><category term='Fond memories'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='wishes. (;'/><category term='Faithful luv'/><title type='text'>Ultimate fool D:</title><subtitle type='html'>You deserve so much more.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>372</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-7944572467750794755</id><published>2011-06-21T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T23:01:30.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-geEZJmuYNjM/TgCwBv5NIwI/AAAAAAAADP0/jspkNXNZiV8/s1600/Photo0365.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-geEZJmuYNjM/TgCwBv5NIwI/AAAAAAAADP0/jspkNXNZiV8/s320/Photo0365.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620685879041139458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And June holiday is ending so soon. I don't like it.. I had also left much of my homework undone. This is the last week of the holiday already, and I did not manage to accomplish anything.  ):  I have this weird feeling all this while. Have you ever felt that your past is hunting you and there is nothing you can do about it?  I can say that no one had ever led a life like mine before, others might have it worst or better but never the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also been spending my money like running tap water, time to stop I guess. ): I will need moolahs very soon again, I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-7944572467750794755?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/7944572467750794755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=7944572467750794755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7944572467750794755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7944572467750794755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2011/06/rewind.html' title='Rewind.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-geEZJmuYNjM/TgCwBv5NIwI/AAAAAAAADP0/jspkNXNZiV8/s72-c/Photo0365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-7000221706609767100</id><published>2011-05-24T19:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:45:17.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>沉默的场景做你的代替</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 宋体; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;期待让人越来越沉迷&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eH5HSJjDtnc/TduZ7FvGuqI/AAAAAAAADO4/D3RmBsmaA40/s1600/Photo0296.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eH5HSJjDtnc/TduZ7FvGuqI/AAAAAAAADO4/D3RmBsmaA40/s320/Photo0296.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610247001251166882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've said that I will never love again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I haven't thought of what to write. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Just mixed feeling naooo... byeee.&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/436828752837097408-7000221706609767100?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/7000221706609767100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=7000221706609767100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7000221706609767100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7000221706609767100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='沉默的场景做你的代替'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eH5HSJjDtnc/TduZ7FvGuqI/AAAAAAAADO4/D3RmBsmaA40/s72-c/Photo0296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-2929200379239668811</id><published>2011-04-28T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T19:01:45.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just way too lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WX3UcKskFow/Tbk8HNbMB1I/AAAAAAAADNo/rgLC-Jr62Ck/s1600/Picture%2B011%255B1%255D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WX3UcKskFow/Tbk8HNbMB1I/AAAAAAAADNo/rgLC-Jr62Ck/s320/Picture%2B011%255B1%255D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600573706172368722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Exam is around the corner, I just hate my life now. I did and do everything but studying and revising. The television at home is seriously a killer. My fingers are stuck on the keyboard and eyes on the computer screen. I just cannot resist all these temptations, how? Alright. Watching television and using the computer just seems to be more important than anything right now. I am seriously getting sleepy now and then.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;English Mid-year paper was just yesterday. On the whole, I doubt I will do well for it. To me, this is really normal. English was never my forte. My show is starting, byeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-2929200379239668811?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/2929200379239668811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=2929200379239668811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2929200379239668811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2929200379239668811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-way-too-lazy.html' title='Just way too lazy'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WX3UcKskFow/Tbk8HNbMB1I/AAAAAAAADNo/rgLC-Jr62Ck/s72-c/Picture%2B011%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-7725028230287222369</id><published>2011-04-23T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T23:44:05.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4tw3MWozPA/TbLtMV9EdhI/AAAAAAAADNA/yA69b4gxqVo/s1600/Photo0021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4tw3MWozPA/TbLtMV9EdhI/AAAAAAAADNA/yA69b4gxqVo/s320/Photo0021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598798083082450450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Not every princess, live in a castle. Not every castle live a princess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is so much in my mind now. Everyone is just showing me their 'fox-tail'. They are just clearly telling me what kind of person they are. To be honest, so what if I forgive? I am not a computer, I cannot possibly click ' delete' and forget everything. All this is like a bad dream. But it's alright, I can accept. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-7725028230287222369?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/7725028230287222369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=7725028230287222369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7725028230287222369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7725028230287222369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2011/04/replay.html' title='Replay'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4tw3MWozPA/TbLtMV9EdhI/AAAAAAAADNA/yA69b4gxqVo/s72-c/Photo0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1355583216775988836</id><published>2010-11-24T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T14:16:22.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pampered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On some random day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TOyriFGVhiI/AAAAAAAADKI/mAkl11yFZz0/s1600/Photo0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TOyriFGVhiI/AAAAAAAADKI/mAkl11yFZz0/s1600/Photo0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TOyriFGVhiI/AAAAAAAADKI/mAkl11yFZz0/s320/Photo0074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542993843358893602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TOyriFGVhiI/AAAAAAAADKI/mAkl11yFZz0/s1600/Photo0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mum and me played with the hair straightener. The result is *thepicture*. Today will be WestSpring's 2010 prom night, but I am not attending. Hahahah! That's all.  What else? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I am super wuper lazy already. Sleep until afternoon whenever possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-1355583216775988836?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1355583216775988836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1355583216775988836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1355583216775988836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1355583216775988836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/11/pampered.html' title='Pampered.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TOyriFGVhiI/AAAAAAAADKI/mAkl11yFZz0/s72-c/Photo0074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-6746601784023272730</id><published>2010-10-23T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T23:31:07.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TML_CWoRlMI/AAAAAAAADJY/MvaUUnpeUR0/s1600/Image0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TML_CWoRlMI/AAAAAAAADJY/MvaUUnpeUR0/s320/Image0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531263708263716034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was never about the separation that hurt, it was about the promise made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, I am just totally lack of motivation to blog in this space. I am quite satisfied now. I don't know what i am talking about, but i just can't blog now. I just don't have the feel. Byeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-6746601784023272730?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/6746601784023272730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=6746601784023272730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6746601784023272730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6746601784023272730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/10/special.html' title='Special!'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TML_CWoRlMI/AAAAAAAADJY/MvaUUnpeUR0/s72-c/Image0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-8804637084320450347</id><published>2010-09-04T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:00:12.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TIJYhYAIraI/AAAAAAAADI4/QXxu9jk6y7Q/s1600/Image1151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TIJYhYAIraI/AAAAAAAADI4/QXxu9jk6y7Q/s320/Image1151.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513066224256855458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); "&gt;' Wait for him, he's worth the wait. (: ' is this true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TIJYhYAIraI/AAAAAAAADI4/QXxu9jk6y7Q/s1600/Image1151.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it will be, 'N' level is just a few days ahead. But, I just can't get information into my brain properly, it just isn't enter my brain. Tell me how am I gonna do my social studies exam? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人究竟要怎样才算爱的认真&lt;br /&gt;是不是一定要伤痕累累才算爱的深？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;交往的时候你说你爱我，&lt;br /&gt;我像个傻瓜一样相信你的以后只有我。&lt;br /&gt;分手以后看见你对别人说同样的话，&lt;br /&gt;我像个傻逼一样依旧相信我们曾经的承诺。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;交往的时候你什么都听我的，&lt;br /&gt;我像个傻瓜一样沾沾自喜我能有你。&lt;br /&gt;分手以后我说什么你都不理，&lt;br /&gt;我像个傻逼一样抱着回忆等你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;交往的时候你说以后的路上都会有你，&lt;br /&gt;我像个傻瓜一样拉着你的手走过大街小巷&lt;br /&gt;分手以后我的身边再也没有你，&lt;br /&gt;我像个傻逼一样座在路边留着泪忆着我们的点点滴滴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;交往的时候每次我哭，你会比我紧张&lt;br /&gt;你会不停的安慰我，逗我，直到我破涕为笑&lt;br /&gt;交往的时候每次我跟你生气，你会装无赖&lt;br /&gt;不停的粘我认错直到我舍不得离开你&lt;br /&gt;交往的时候我什么时候需要你都会赶来我身边&lt;br /&gt;是我的24小时待命超人先生&lt;br /&gt;交往的时候你会把我做的并不好吃的饭当作第一美食。&lt;br /&gt;但那只是交往的时候&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到有一天，我不再是那个傻瓜&lt;br /&gt;直到有一天，你说的那些话让我觉得我连傻逼都没必要做&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为毕竟过去了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过去的日子你在遗忘，我在回忆&lt;br /&gt;过去的伤痛你在拾起，我在忘记&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我开始不爱惜自己，我开始伤害自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要是以前你会说：再让我知道你伤害自己试试&lt;br /&gt;但现在你永远不会知道了，因为，你不想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为你对不起我，所以我开始对不起我自己。&lt;br /&gt;当你对着别人说对我说过的话，做着同样的事&lt;br /&gt;那么有一天她也会跟我一样，那么她也是可怜的，那么你永远不会有幸福的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于，我认清。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这感情 不值得我犹豫，不值得我考虑，不值得我爱过你&lt;br /&gt;这种回忆 不值得我提起，不值得想起，不值得哭泣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这段感情 早就应该放弃，早就不该让我浪费时间找奇迹&lt;br /&gt;这样的你 不值得我恨你，不值得我为你而坏了心情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说的出的委屈，就不叫委屈，离的开的人，便不叫爱人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最初不相识，最终不相认.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-8804637084320450347?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/8804637084320450347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=8804637084320450347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8804637084320450347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8804637084320450347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-dreams.html' title='My dreams'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TIJYhYAIraI/AAAAAAAADI4/QXxu9jk6y7Q/s72-c/Image1151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-139506095770856893</id><published>2010-08-09T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:25:57.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magically.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Happy National Day!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TGAFGk1360I/AAAAAAAADHo/rmwacl3JeLg/s1600/Image1078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TGAFGk1360I/AAAAAAAADHo/rmwacl3JeLg/s320/Image1078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503404355173739330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;' You cannot shake hands with clenched fist. - Indira Gandhi ' &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best things are often taken for granted. (Part of the new national day song ' &lt;i&gt;Song for Singapore&lt;/i&gt;') I just can't deny what this sentences actually meant, real life examples are all around me! Friends. My experiences isn't something rarely seen or not experienced by some other people. In 2008 and 2010. Friends backstabbing each other, making one friend out of a group a priority. Did notice that I didn't wrote &lt;b&gt;GOSSIPING&lt;/b&gt; in that part of the sentence? This is solely because gossiping is something I do and did every time! Even if you are going to confront me, I will actually tell you what I said about you behind your back. The reason why I gossiped was because I didn't want to hurt the victim. If I can, I will simply run in front of them and tell them all the bad things that I disliked. Hiding all those anger which isn't a secret of mine, is difficult. I chose to not be the bad guy, who wants to be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Different years, different happenings. 'Never judge a book by it's cover', is a nice phrase to use here. Guess how scheming everyone in the world are, you will never know. Some people are just some LIAR. The times that I lied are times that I did something bad. I will also assume that people around me are lying because they did something bad. After such experiences, I have understood them and saw their 'fox-tail'. This National day makes me felt of teamwork and everything else, within my friends, there just isn't. &lt;b&gt;I can't deny that I am never a good friend because I had the bad habit of complaining and ranting about the one who made me angry. But everyone has there flaws, it just depends if it is acceptable or not. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday, you will witness how your best friend that you had recognised in your heart, treats you badly like how you had treat others. I believe in karma, everyone will have their chances of getting hurt. It is just a issue of sooner or later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Sometimes, I just felt that everything is not worth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Because they don't even know what is appreciation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Disappointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is just the only word fit to describe them. Nothing else! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-139506095770856893?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/139506095770856893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=139506095770856893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/139506095770856893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/139506095770856893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/08/magically.html' title='Magically.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TGAFGk1360I/AAAAAAAADHo/rmwacl3JeLg/s72-c/Image1078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-7200285878635081224</id><published>2010-08-02T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:10:44.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>如果能移情别恋我也想，但是我偏偏做不到</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TFbG9H_RAPI/AAAAAAAADHQ/S7_rlXHq_VM/s1600/Image1035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TFbG9H_RAPI/AAAAAAAADHQ/S7_rlXHq_VM/s320/Image1035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500802748298363122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you love something let it go free. If it doesn't come back, you never had it. If it comes back, love it forever.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Doug Horton)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is certain decision that no matter how much you regret, the pain will not just go away. Looking back at my memories, things just ain't easy. At least I have walked through it. I have been neglecting my studies for quite long, no revision no nothing! Hahah, friends are just friends. Some friends like treat others like disposable material, while yea. I am just granting their wish if anyone sees me as some evil villain, welcome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Lastly, I want to speak to you about millions of my thoughts, secrets. &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/436828752837097408-7200285878635081224?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/7200285878635081224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=7200285878635081224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7200285878635081224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7200285878635081224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='如果能移情别恋我也想，但是我偏偏做不到'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TFbG9H_RAPI/AAAAAAAADHQ/S7_rlXHq_VM/s72-c/Image1035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-5982049380102980343</id><published>2010-07-31T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T23:28:25.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TFQ-gadx6TI/AAAAAAAADHA/xyhgpqwaq70/s1600/Image1025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TFQ-gadx6TI/AAAAAAAADHA/xyhgpqwaq70/s320/Image1025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500089771507181874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;What's terrible is to pretend that the second-rate is first-rate, that you don't need love when you do or that you like your work when you know quite well you're capable of better. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Doris Lessing)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally hate it when I look like some pale-sick-zombie in pictures, when I will never look like that in real. But, I look more like a fat pig than zombie. I have been taking my afternoon nap and sleep like nobody's business, overall been sleeping for long hours lately. Worst was, I hadn't date with my books for so long already! I dream..I dream of you again..this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-5982049380102980343?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/5982049380102980343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=5982049380102980343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5982049380102980343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5982049380102980343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-last.html' title='Love last.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TFQ-gadx6TI/AAAAAAAADHA/xyhgpqwaq70/s72-c/Image1025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-4967898995062175037</id><published>2010-07-28T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:05:30.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TFAa8SRq7CI/AAAAAAAADGw/mBwNFNgQrPQ/s1600/Image1004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TFAa8SRq7CI/AAAAAAAADGw/mBwNFNgQrPQ/s320/Image1004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498924768019803170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy happy for some reasons! The fact that i need not face some people for some time is just enough. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-4967898995062175037?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/4967898995062175037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=4967898995062175037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4967898995062175037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4967898995062175037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-lover.html' title='Happy lover'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TFAa8SRq7CI/AAAAAAAADGw/mBwNFNgQrPQ/s72-c/Image1004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-6568917637550156405</id><published>2010-07-26T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T18:16:10.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>坚强是给你最好的礼物</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TE1bRit591I/AAAAAAAADGo/yEMns8ySLl4/s1600/Image1003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TE1bRit591I/AAAAAAAADGo/yEMns8ySLl4/s320/Image1003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498151077024495442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;One two three, you are leaving me for good. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fuck, small eyes!&lt;/i&gt; Geography mock exam today, over though. Killed more than thousands of my brain cells. I don't understand the express questions, what's more when the express couldn't do well ):What's more I don't think I can handle tomorrow's lesson. I am just getting more and more worn out. Guess what? I am starting to dislike most of whatever that is happening, what's more than people taking advantage and taking things for granted. But, for all I believe, they will be burn in hell for their mistakes. Best time of my life was still in primary school, everything was so happening, fun and most importantly everyone has been innocent! I used to have friends that I could trust, but now? fuck all the trust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry if I accuse you of something when you haven't done anything wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just hard for me to trust every single word you say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not your fault, you are not the one to be blame, its my past and how I have been nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;All in all, nothing beats having a boyfriend that loves me more than anything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-6568917637550156405?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/6568917637550156405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=6568917637550156405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6568917637550156405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6568917637550156405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='坚强是给你最好的礼物'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TE1bRit591I/AAAAAAAADGo/yEMns8ySLl4/s72-c/Image1003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-8584964945452774603</id><published>2010-07-25T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T15:14:10.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballroom w love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEvibdCaBqI/AAAAAAAADGg/EFfvnUJHa7E/s1600/Image0995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEvibdCaBqI/AAAAAAAADGg/EFfvnUJHa7E/s320/Image0995.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497736731414890146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEvibdCaBqI/AAAAAAAADGg/EFfvnUJHa7E/s1600/Image0995.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEviawkrWGI/AAAAAAAADGY/E-H8aNQeXDk/s320/Image0993.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497736719479036002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aww, I just love this kangaroo from Aussy. Aunt brought it for me when visiting cousin! :D Chocolates too, many many thanks. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEvh8Ov9TCI/AAAAAAAADGQ/WdBM7qAOxAo/s1600/Image0986.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEvh8Ov9TCI/AAAAAAAADGQ/WdBM7qAOxAo/s1600/Image0986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEvh8Ov9TCI/AAAAAAAADGQ/WdBM7qAOxAo/s200/Image0986.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497736195003468834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEvh7nrsj4I/AAAAAAAADGI/yWa-5S1mH8I/s200/Image0987.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497736184516611970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As for these, they are during my FnN practical lesson. Making of the custard puff, everything doesn't look so bad before, but after I brush on the chocolate icing, the appearance is just totally like shit. ): &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am just a ultra lazy person. I just couldn't remember really well what have been happening for the last few days. School, school and more schools! And that's all i guess? I just always fail to go top-up my sticky candy ): There is so much undone, geography mock test tomorrow! I just totally can't study, and i just didn't study lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hope that you are happy, because I already am satisfied. I just need a phone call once/twice a two weeks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-8584964945452774603?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/8584964945452774603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=8584964945452774603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8584964945452774603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8584964945452774603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/07/ballroom-w-love.html' title='Ballroom w love'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEvibdCaBqI/AAAAAAAADGg/EFfvnUJHa7E/s72-c/Image0995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-5600828043895960378</id><published>2010-07-22T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T20:42:54.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My greatest regret.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(66, 66, 66); "&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A student ask a teacher, 'What is love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'The teacher said, 'In order to answer your question, go to the padi field and choose the biggest padi and come back.But the rule is: you can go through them only once and cannot turn back to pick.The student went to the field, go through first row, he saw one big padi, but he wonders, maybe there is a bigger one later.Then he saw another bigger one, but again, maybe there is an even bigger one waiting for him. Later, when he finished more than half of the padi field, he start to realise that the padi is not as big as the previous one he saw, he know he has missed the biggest one, and he regretted!!! So,he ended up went back to the teacher with empty hand. The teacher told him, 'This is love, you keep looking for a better one, but when later you realise, you have already miss the person."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'What is marriage then?' the student asked. The teacher said, 'In order to answer your question, go to the corn field &amp;amp; choose the biggest corn and come back.But the rule is: you can go through them only once and cannot turn back to pick.The student went to the corn field, this time he is careful not to repeat the previous mistake, when he reach the middle of the field, he has picked one medium corn that he feel satisfy, andcome back to the teacher.The teacher told him, 'This time you bring back a corn, you look for one that is just nice, and you have faith and believe this is the best one you get. This is marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'So the student asked again, "Teacher, what is like when having affair after married?”The teacher then said, 'In order to answer your question, go to the lime farm And choose the most beautiful lime before you come back again.But the rule is: you can go through them only once and cannot turn back to pick.So after having the experiences of going to the paddy field and corn field,the student started to wonder, "what if I try to bring back as many as I can. I will sure get the nicest one" And so he did.But before he could finish the whole farm, he had already having two handfuls of limes in his hand. With no choice, he returned back to the classroom. When the student is back, the teacher saw the numbers of limes in his hand, and the teacher smiles.Having an affair when you are married. It is like the feeling when you are going to the lime farm.After having girlfs/boyfs and a wife/husband, you realised that it would be better to have more and better one then regret.All the women/man out there is seem nicer and prettier then your wife/husband. And it is easier to choose then before.Before you can finish the entire farm, your hands are filled.When you try to eat them one by one, the taste is getting more and more sour. Some of the lime are so sour that you cant take it. The answer is..."The numbers of lime you eat, is the numbers you wanted to try having affair, the taste when you start eating, it is what your marriage will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After asking so many questions, the student decided to ask one last question about relationship and marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So he asked the teacher again... Student say:" I would like to ask one last question before I go. So what if ones is married but alone (MBA)"Teacher explained. "If you have gone to a berry farm, choose and pick as many sweet berries as you can, when you are done, I will tell you what to do."And so the student follows the instruction and did what he was told. After having a handful of sweet and nice berry, the teacher instructed the student to keep all the berry which he had and filled it into a opened jar. The student was told not to do anything about it for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A week later.... When the student returns and asked for the result of the berries he had, the teacher showed him the place where he had the berries kept. The berry is begin to rot and ants crawling all over it. The teacher said, for a sweetest marriage but without any care and love, it will start to rot. No matter how sweet it is or how fresh it was, time still take control. No matter how loving a couple used to be or how well they had get along, but after along time without showing any care and concern, the marriage will rot. As the teacher was explaining, the student was looking at the ants crawling in and out of the jar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The student asked again, so what is the ants about? "Well, no matter how your berries will rots, there is still sweetness in them. If you fail to find out how sweet they are, there are still many more predators outside preying at your berries."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The teacher added, "If you fail to take care of your own sweet, don’t blame others for taking it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-5600828043895960378?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/5600828043895960378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=5600828043895960378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5600828043895960378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5600828043895960378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-greatest-regret.html' title='My greatest regret.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1469159149314612117</id><published>2010-07-22T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T20:31:15.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POA trip to greenview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Utterly disappointed!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEg2Bl7onBI/AAAAAAAADGA/flw3TZCXk5U/s1600/Image0953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEg2Bl7onBI/AAAAAAAADGA/flw3TZCXk5U/s320/Image0953.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496702746195696658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The SP facilitators have great hairstyles! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am totally referring to the trip to GreenViewSec regarding POA competition. Felt that I had wasted my nice whole afternoon there, know why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most disgusting of all was &lt;b&gt;THE TOILET&lt;/b&gt;! After entering, only one thought ' FUCK, how long never wash? ' . Their school hall was only one-third of Westspring's school hall, felt so enclosed. Stupidest of all was about the competition, drag and drag due to their technical problems, shouldn't they have prepared and trial test everything? Both laptops are like that. Played the purchase and telling stuff, we let them key in everything  already, but the outcome for the game's last three months was GONE! What worst was, the student only know how to claim saying that 'it's the computer!'. Even when we approach the organiser, his reply was ' can we do this later?' But the most idiotic was, there is no purchases and we have high sales. So, what did we use to sell, funny eh?  Alright, let's forget this. I'd finish my ranting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tired tired, awesomely tired! &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/436828752837097408-1469159149314612117?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1469159149314612117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1469159149314612117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1469159149314612117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1469159149314612117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/07/poa-trip-to-greenview.html' title='POA trip to greenview'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEg2Bl7onBI/AAAAAAAADGA/flw3TZCXk5U/s72-c/Image0953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-475082965000787484</id><published>2010-07-17T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T23:47:12.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Curtis Judalet)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLo-jaq4I/AAAAAAAADF4/Iw2yh7ze0q0/s1600/Image0959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLo-jaq4I/AAAAAAAADF4/Iw2yh7ze0q0/s320/Image0959.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494896925215468418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Magical.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All thanks to my very itchy fingers, click and click without using my brains and the wonderful things is that I have lost all my links! Even my Cbox, stupidest was I forgot my password for the Cbox account. Nevermind nevermind, there is nothing I can do. I can't to surfing everyone's blog and go through link by link, my braincells will die. Hence, people MSN or SMS me. But I realise that using the blogger template makes life difficult, you just need to type in the link one by one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing that seriously makes me wonder, how did my blogging habits last and why was it gone. I will try to sustain this blogging habit or should I say that I should build up, because I no longer blog as much. This blog is super ultra deserted! Hahah.. What else can I blog about? Life in school is all about studying. Studying makes me wanna eat and obviously I am getting fatter. But I don't care! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MSN/SMS me for linking:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; wawas.weili@hotmail.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-475082965000787484?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/475082965000787484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=475082965000787484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/475082965000787484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/475082965000787484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/07/blessing.html' title='Blessing'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLo-jaq4I/AAAAAAAADF4/Iw2yh7ze0q0/s72-c/Image0959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-8791044395898983321</id><published>2010-06-23T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T23:28:31.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tipsy♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love the giver more than the gift. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Brigham Young)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TCIheMBEHzI/AAAAAAAADEI/H9R8-vbuc6o/s1600/Image0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TCIheMBEHzI/AAAAAAAADEI/H9R8-vbuc6o/s1600/Image0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TCIheMBEHzI/AAAAAAAADEI/H9R8-vbuc6o/s320/Image0908.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485984098596167474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hundred thousand and millions and billions thoughts of you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Few more days to the end of holiday, which means school begins. Siansiansian to the max! But, I have been a happy girl thou'. The thing was I have piles of homework uncomplete, how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I really hope that you are happy, with your girl. You know that I am a strong girl, i will be fine. Didn't you know that certain things has been circulating in my brains, your words. Remember what you said to me? Bet you had forgot, because you have said many things to many different girls. I am alright with whatever that is, as long as I know that you are still the one I love.  But, don't tell me sorry when I confront you because I know you are not. :D Lovelovelove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-8791044395898983321?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/8791044395898983321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=8791044395898983321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8791044395898983321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8791044395898983321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/06/tipsy.html' title='Tipsy♥'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TCIheMBEHzI/AAAAAAAADEI/H9R8-vbuc6o/s72-c/Image0908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-3152728613672516610</id><published>2010-06-07T20:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T22:58:56.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love's greatest gift is its ability to make everything it touches sacred. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Barbara De Angelis)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAzmSK3olpI/AAAAAAAADCM/6FL9MQ-eXUs/s1600/Image0867.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAzmSK3olpI/AAAAAAAADCM/6FL9MQ-eXUs/s1600/Image0867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAzmSK3olpI/AAAAAAAADCM/6FL9MQ-eXUs/s320/Image0867.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480008046432786066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look so round round round round :D FATS~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAzmSK3olpI/AAAAAAAADCM/6FL9MQ-eXUs/s1600/Image0867.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Had a splendid day, everything was just too awesomeee  :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I am just getting more and more fatter and fatter, eating and eating like continuously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I am also feeling super guilty ): why is everyone starting on their work yet not me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mood meter has been going up and down, felt super ramdom. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I also had thoughts of S-H-O-P-P-I-N-G! Afterall, this is the Great Singapore Sale (GSS) period! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But, moneyyyyyy! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I hope for a &lt;i&gt;million&lt;/i&gt; times, looked at my phone for a &lt;i&gt;thousand&lt;/i&gt; times, over &lt;i&gt;hundred&lt;/i&gt; texts from others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;But, not a single &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; from you. I miss night chats with you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;I bet that you are busying entertaining so much other girls than me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;Still, hope that you are happy doing your nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time check: 12.49am :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes, everything just remind me of you, I am missing you like hell. Felt like we just broke up yesterday although things had happened years ago. You know that I miss you, I had told you before. Bet that you didn't realise how much courage that had before I could do that. Miss the days when we never stop exchanging sms / phone-calls, most importantly, you are always here for me. You listen to my rants, you will accompany me to chat until I am asleep, you never gave up on me. I told you everything, even my greatest secret. You gave up times with your friends just for me, you change for me.  But until now, I can only dream of you, and every single time I did, I will wake up with some overwhelming heart-pain which constantly tells me that I really did miss you. D:  Afterall, I realise that you are also the reason why I breathe.  Why didn't I learn to treasure you in the past? I finally understood what was love, regret and the pain of losing. In the bottom of my heart, I really hope that you are happy :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-3152728613672516610?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/3152728613672516610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=3152728613672516610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3152728613672516610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3152728613672516610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/06/greatest.html' title='Greatest'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAzmSK3olpI/AAAAAAAADCM/6FL9MQ-eXUs/s72-c/Image0867.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-3085170673719757264</id><published>2010-06-04T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T23:48:16.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving this uppp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For in the end, we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will understand only what we are taught. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Baba Dioum)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAkQ1YseIaI/AAAAAAAAC-c/E-5nkMovDtI/s1600/Image0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAkQ1YseIaI/AAAAAAAAC-c/E-5nkMovDtI/s1600/Image0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAkQ1YseIaI/AAAAAAAAC-c/E-5nkMovDtI/s320/Image0790.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478928931021005218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Disappointment D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I wasn't angry, just that I felt way too disappointed. Yeah. Truth to admit, I don't have great/nice/angelic temper, I am also not some great/angel human, I made comments that make people feel lousy too. I have my flaws, you have yours. If it's the truth, just admit your mistakes. I see biasness in friends too, what a joke! Oh yes, tell me which friends doesn't gossip? But I don't see why I need to tolerate being blamed for some freaking things that I DIDN'T DO? *Alright.. &lt;b&gt;I will learn to forgive, I just need to rant&lt;/b&gt;. And making my blog post longer.   - Afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But now, what came to mind was someone else. You know I miss someone, I know I miss someone. But, you will never know whooo. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-3085170673719757264?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/3085170673719757264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=3085170673719757264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3085170673719757264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3085170673719757264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/06/giving-this-uppp.html' title='Giving this uppp'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAkQ1YseIaI/AAAAAAAAC-c/E-5nkMovDtI/s72-c/Image0790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-800452771818857511</id><published>2010-06-03T18:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T20:13:43.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder if you have the same dreams too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is an expression and assertion of self-esteem, a response to one's own values in the person of another. One gains a profoundly personal, selfish joy from the mere existence of the person one loves. It is one's own personal, selfish happiness that one seeks, earns, and derives from love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Ayn Rand)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAd-iLegBdI/AAAAAAAAC-E/wb23kXsVgbU/s1600/Image0787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAd-iLegBdI/AAAAAAAAC-E/wb23kXsVgbU/s320/Image0787.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478486597380867538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;可能是我想得太天真&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am happy happy happy, plainly because I am totally done with my FnN. Which also means that, my holiday will feel more like a holiday because this greatly reduce the days that I have to return to school. It's sucks when you saw the time on the schedule goes 8.30am - 5pm, just for a particular subject. But, it rocks when you know that you need not attend! I was one of the few early ones today, and get started with my coursework. The bad thing was, my coursework was only 29pages long. But teacher said that it's alright. :D  Social studies was about source based questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am glad that there are many things that I never agree on or did. Perhaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-800452771818857511?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/800452771818857511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=800452771818857511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/800452771818857511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/800452771818857511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wonder-if-you-have-same-dreams-too.html' title='I wonder if you have the same dreams too.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAd-iLegBdI/AAAAAAAAC-E/wb23kXsVgbU/s72-c/Image0787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-8584675816493786631</id><published>2010-06-02T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:44:43.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love, gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love life and life will love you back. Love people and they will love you back.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Arthur Rubenstein)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAZdRk7J1UI/AAAAAAAAC98/J9JOVYPsX6Y/s1600/Image0783.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAZdRk7J1UI/AAAAAAAAC98/J9JOVYPsX6Y/s1600/Image0783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAZdRk7J1UI/AAAAAAAAC98/J9JOVYPsX6Y/s320/Image0783.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478168553293731138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAZdRk7J1UI/AAAAAAAAC98/J9JOVYPsX6Y/s1600/Image0783.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Alright, perhaps just a quick post for now. I'm gonna play the game - kindergarden. At least for now, we are all having consecutive days of remedial and craps. And today, class BBQ, I didn't attend. Just didn't feel like it! :D This coming Friday, 4pm, collection of report book. And, what else? FnN due tomorrow, but I am not complete yet. ): Shag, I will need to rush all the fnn stuff tomorrow. Tomorrow also have, social studies remedial. Maybe, that's all for now. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-8584675816493786631?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/8584675816493786631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=8584675816493786631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8584675816493786631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8584675816493786631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-love-gone.html' title='My love, gone.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAZdRk7J1UI/AAAAAAAAC98/J9JOVYPsX6Y/s72-c/Image0783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-4716479555782834622</id><published>2010-06-01T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:00:40.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I run away but I just can't escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Only the words of love kept alive are worthy of not being wasted &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Arlo Guthrie)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAUGMoTRr5I/AAAAAAAAC9s/RVnOKIPtsD4/s1600/Picture_013%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAUGMoTRr5I/AAAAAAAAC9s/RVnOKIPtsD4/s320/Picture_013%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477791335812542354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAUGMaup8LI/AAAAAAAAC9k/q6MTO4QpfeU/s1600/Picture_012%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAUGMaup8LI/AAAAAAAAC9k/q6MTO4QpfeU/s320/Picture_012%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477791332169281714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think I have centre parting, don't I? Also panda eyes ):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Remedial! Anyway, had my Mcflurry already. Nice only (: Will be going back to school for several days for remedial. Am so gonna try to complete my coursework, but evaluation is so difficult to do, how? :O I need help, things are just getting tougher. After today's social studies remedial. Additional - 3essay+3essay outline. Luckily it was to be hand in only after school reopens! I think I need chocolate nowww. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Something cause me to have sleepless night last night, terrible. I don't know why I was reminded of how good you were to me, and everything else. What crap was this man! Wrong wrong wrong, you forgotten about me. You did, I never had a chance to know if you still remember me or not? Perhaps never. Felt as if we are just two parallel lines, never able to meet. Remember how was your response to me? I never forget, I never will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;The sun won't shine since you went away&lt;br /&gt;Seems like the rain's falling every day&lt;br /&gt;There's just one heart, where there once was two&lt;br /&gt;But that's the way it's gotta be,&lt;br /&gt;'til I get over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;With luvz (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-4716479555782834622?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/4716479555782834622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=4716479555782834622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4716479555782834622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4716479555782834622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-run-away-but-i-just-cant-escape.html' title='I run away but I just can&apos;t escape'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAUGMoTRr5I/AAAAAAAAC9s/RVnOKIPtsD4/s72-c/Picture_013%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1790132715976317081</id><published>2010-05-31T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:23:55.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First major exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;31 May' 2010 'O' Mother Tongue paper one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- I flunk it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAOr81quadI/AAAAAAAAC9E/qvuCtvFpMrM/s1600/31052010739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAOr81quadI/AAAAAAAAC9E/qvuCtvFpMrM/s320/31052010739.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477410633499437522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAOr9B4x1LI/AAAAAAAAC9M/PayQqWE9c_Y/s1600/31052010740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAOr9B4x1LI/AAAAAAAAC9M/PayQqWE9c_Y/s320/31052010740.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477410636779607218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures from : &lt;a href="www.cigarwithwine.blogspot.com"&gt;GinaGoh&lt;/a&gt;'s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Happy/sad/happy/sad/happy/sad. Let's sum it all up, should I be happy or sad? Haha! Sad because I flunk the exam. Happy because exam is OVER :D Wasn't online yesterday because I was on the computer watching horror movies with mum for the whole day! :D I hate the school exam today, the fan wasn't on at first and felt super warm, after the fans are on, super W-I-N-D-Y. My paper fly, cold and irritated. During exam, the sec5 guy sitting on my right did his papers like fast only. I was doing the papers until last minute yet he have the time to sleep. Powerful! After exam today, reach home and I was sleeping like there's no tomorrow. I feel like eating Ice-cream now now now. And also, remedial is on for tomorrow. Super shag you know. Maybe, that's all for now. What else? &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/436828752837097408-1790132715976317081?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1790132715976317081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1790132715976317081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1790132715976317081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1790132715976317081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-major-exam.html' title='First major exam'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TAOr81quadI/AAAAAAAAC9E/qvuCtvFpMrM/s72-c/31052010739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-6723201583118352919</id><published>2010-05-29T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T14:11:58.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ate your heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: italic; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Georgia;font-size:large;"&gt;Love's a gamble, and my heart's on the biggest stakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I hate thinking of what photo I should post, but I hate my post without photo as I feel that it looks plain. But this, today I decided to give photo a miss. What happen today was really very simple, I sleep and wakeup for teevee and continue sleeping. :D No proper meal today. And, I haven't touch my Chinese lor! Damn crappyyyyyy.. Tell me what should I do? I need more Cadbury and Hershey's Chocolate larrrrrr. Nevermind. I am so freaking guilty yet I am doing nothing, lousy me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-6723201583118352919?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/6723201583118352919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=6723201583118352919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6723201583118352919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6723201583118352919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-ate-your-heart.html' title='I ate your heart'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-748216460789942630</id><published>2010-05-28T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T22:42:40.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The desire for possession is insatiable, to such a point that it can survive even love itself. To love, therefore, is to sterilize the person one loves. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Albert Camus)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S__LKmlG6NI/AAAAAAAAC8s/gHEiNeo1ut0/s1600/Image0764.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S__LKmlG6NI/AAAAAAAAC8s/gHEiNeo1ut0/s1600/Image0764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S__LKmlG6NI/AAAAAAAAC8s/gHEiNeo1ut0/s320/Image0764.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476319054921132242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two more days..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I am feeling so guilty right naonaonao.. I didn't revise my Chinese, instead I just on a date with my Teevee and computer. Also, had dinner (KFC) How can i not be guilty, I allowed my stomach and brain to go on a holiday. This is a big mistake ):  Sometimes, it's just nice to have a boyfriend isn't? :D Whatever.. I need chocolate like hell manzxzx! It's been one whole day without chocolate, will die one lor! Oyster omelette and satay. Temptations, how can I not grow fat? :D I hate when it's suppose to be holiday and part of the many people have to attend exams, hen sad de lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a lighter note:&lt;/b&gt; I hate it when the weather gets really warm, so uncomfortable larhhhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;梦想和现实，总有一些远&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;仍然记得那一句再见&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;当时我多么勇敢&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;掩饰伤感和这悲剧的遗憾&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-748216460789942630?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/748216460789942630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=748216460789942630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/748216460789942630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/748216460789942630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/different.html' title='Different'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S__LKmlG6NI/AAAAAAAAC8s/gHEiNeo1ut0/s72-c/Image0764.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1772916629455966485</id><published>2010-05-27T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:44:47.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller coaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We who were loved will never unlive that crippling fever.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Adrienne Rich)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_5x7hSUARI/AAAAAAAAC8M/Jr0Oh5S6C7E/s1600/Image0749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_5x7hSUARI/AAAAAAAAC8M/Jr0Oh5S6C7E/s320/Image0749.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475939464290500882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fatal attractions. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_5x7hSUARI/AAAAAAAAC8M/Jr0Oh5S6C7E/s1600/Image0749.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;And today, 27May2010 marked the end of CHINESE INTENSIVE PROGRAMME 2010. I'm not the only one who is happy for this, but I don't know if I should be happy or not? Because the end of intensive also prove that the actual exam itself is getting nearer and nearer. Well, just this 3 more days. But, tomorrow will be my off day (: After intensive for quite a few days, I think i need a lot of rest. :D For now, I am waiting for my dinner, mum is not coming any time yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a lighter note:&lt;/b&gt;  I hope memories will just go away. And lastly, I feel that I am old. 未老先衰  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-1772916629455966485?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1772916629455966485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1772916629455966485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1772916629455966485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1772916629455966485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/roller-coaster.html' title='Roller coaster'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_5x7hSUARI/AAAAAAAAC8M/Jr0Oh5S6C7E/s72-c/Image0749.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-3457924815342614551</id><published>2010-05-26T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:58:56.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_0fTS95VdI/AAAAAAAAC78/P6Z6pQtjkWc/s1600/happi.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_0fTS95VdI/AAAAAAAAC78/P6Z6pQtjkWc/s320/happi.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475567138321814994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perhaps I just didn't understand life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Let's count.. 1, 2, 3, 4 more days to Chinese 'O' Paper one and two, how do you feel? Chinese Chinese makes me go googoogaagaa! But, it's MOTHER TONGUE you see? Tsk, days are getting nearer toward 'O'. Well okay, I remembered my bet with someone. &lt;: Maybe that's for now. Craving satay!    :D   I hate ulcer. &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/436828752837097408-3457924815342614551?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/3457924815342614551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=3457924815342614551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3457924815342614551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3457924815342614551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/drift.html' title='Drift'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_0fTS95VdI/AAAAAAAAC78/P6Z6pQtjkWc/s72-c/happi.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-7121435719334196838</id><published>2010-05-25T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T21:15:06.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proclaim love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity: no really self-respecting woman would take advantage of it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(George Bernard Shaw)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_vJFJlAkyI/AAAAAAAAC7s/eFHetc4HZYc/s1600/Image0754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_vJFJlAkyI/AAAAAAAAC7s/eFHetc4HZYc/s320/Image0754.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475190862306644770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;如今我还在原地 你却走回你的记忆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Alright, let's sum up today. School was awesome! More of fun/scream/pulling/struggling/playing/jokes happening in school, of course all this happens with Gillam and Fiona. Fiona always give the 'no lar, it's propaganda.' Ha, chiem only. Whatever, Chinese Intensive Chinese Intensive Chinese Intensive. Consecutive days of Chinese lessons, how cool can this get? Hen shag hen shag lor. I want to catch a movie after exam (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chocolate level low.. How? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-7121435719334196838?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/7121435719334196838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=7121435719334196838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7121435719334196838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7121435719334196838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/proclaim-love.html' title='Proclaim love'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_vJFJlAkyI/AAAAAAAAC7s/eFHetc4HZYc/s72-c/Image0754.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-208657531439640268</id><published>2010-05-24T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:59:37.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>说了再见是否就能不在想念</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love is blind. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Geoffrey Chaucer)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_pnTkYiBRI/AAAAAAAAC7U/jOBTrtjFyGg/s1600/Image0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_pnTkYiBRI/AAAAAAAAC7U/jOBTrtjFyGg/s1600/Image0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_pnTkYiBRI/AAAAAAAAC7U/jOBTrtjFyGg/s320/Image0744.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474801882904003858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I am getting sick of Chinese Intensive, how about the more upcoming consecutive Chinese mocks exams and lessons ): Many things are getting terrible, I knew it just right. Did expect the worst, so perhaps I am still able to take whatever that is coming up next.    Just felt that I became super chao lao, totally became a auntieee. ):&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/436828752837097408-208657531439640268?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/208657531439640268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=208657531439640268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/208657531439640268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/208657531439640268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_24.html' title='说了再见是否就能不在想念'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_pnTkYiBRI/AAAAAAAAC7U/jOBTrtjFyGg/s72-c/Image0744.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-8248963588728516447</id><published>2010-05-23T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:31:14.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;We &lt;i&gt;were&lt;/i&gt; two and had but one heart between us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Frantois de Montcorbier Villon)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_k3PW8ksTI/AAAAAAAAC7M/F5QE8vuU4tQ/s1600/Image0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_k3PW8ksTI/AAAAAAAAC7M/F5QE8vuU4tQ/s320/Image0467.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474467559042756914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You had already moved on.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I never felt peace, even though I knew the truth. Fair enough, I was the one who brought us to where we were now. I never knew what I can do to salvage, perhaps I am glad I never did. Or else, I could have never knew anything and continue to be deceive. Thanks for being concern, I never want to face you or should I say never thought I would. Who knows you will came and speak to me? Indeed, maybe this marks the end. We never should have known each other, I learnt my lesson. For these times, please to never come back and make me go crazy. You wanted to know how's my life? Alright, if you are clever enough to come here and view my blog.  I'm still the same, anyway you knew me well enough to know what will my reply be. I never changed, perhaps I never would..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;相爱没有那麽容易 每个人有他的脾气&lt;br /&gt;过了爱做梦的年纪 轰轰烈烈不如平静&lt;br /&gt;幸福没有那麽容易 才会特别让人着迷&lt;br /&gt;什麽都不懂的年纪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;曾经最掏心 所以最开心 曾经&lt;br /&gt;想念最伤心 但却最动心 的记忆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-8248963588728516447?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/8248963588728516447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=8248963588728516447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8248963588728516447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8248963588728516447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/beautiful-nightmare.html' title='Beautiful nightmare'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_k3PW8ksTI/AAAAAAAAC7M/F5QE8vuU4tQ/s72-c/Image0467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-54799042929301064</id><published>2010-05-22T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T20:31:06.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same script, different cast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Love all that has been created by God, both the whole and every grain of sand. Love every leaf and every ray of light. Love the beasts and the birds, love the plants, love every separate fragment. If you love each fragment, you will understand the mystery of the whole resting in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; -  Fyodor Dostoevski &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_fIm2LHL4I/AAAAAAAAC7E/myJyulr4sl0/s1600/Image0561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_fIm2LHL4I/AAAAAAAAC7E/myJyulr4sl0/s320/Image0561.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474064441794834306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I looked so &lt;b&gt;lifeless&lt;/b&gt;, but this isn't the worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just couldn't find the other one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;To sum up whatever there is, results are terrible. Just a couple to subject that I am better in, classmates gave sarcastic remarks. Didn't expect it anyway. And, 'O' Chinese is so near already! Howhowhow? Just one week of intensive and paper1 &amp;amp; 2. Felt that there isn't enough time, and yet I am wasting my life away almost every weekend by sleeping it away. Life is terrible enough, especially when I am having my menses. And, I am craving for Satay and ice-cream and sushi! Ate only like 3 sticks or something and lost my freaking appetite, somemore I walked a long distance to buy it lorrrrr. Whatever, I should have 'thanks' the one who ruin my mood totally. I want to buy food, yet I don't know what to eat. How crappy..    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-54799042929301064?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/54799042929301064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=54799042929301064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/54799042929301064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/54799042929301064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/same-script-different-cast.html' title='Same script, different cast.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_fIm2LHL4I/AAAAAAAAC7E/myJyulr4sl0/s72-c/Image0561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-6788035223501775340</id><published>2010-05-19T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:09:13.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_PdRB3t_zI/AAAAAAAAC6s/tszolbZebYE/s1600/Image0703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_PdRB3t_zI/AAAAAAAAC6s/tszolbZebYE/s320/Image0703.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472961256814935858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_PdRB3t_zI/AAAAAAAAC6s/tszolbZebYE/s1600/Image0703.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The J's fingers. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;People pull me down. Are classmates suppose to be like that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_PdQnfQNbI/AAAAAAAAC6k/wjBujMUoVZs/s1600/Image0693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_PdQnfQNbI/AAAAAAAAC6k/wjBujMUoVZs/s320/Image0693.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472961249732998578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I am pretty much speechless right now. I just hope that everything will be fine, nothing matters more than your injuries. There are many ups and downs. I really hope that things will be fine, with this, I pray :)&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/436828752837097408-6788035223501775340?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/6788035223501775340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=6788035223501775340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6788035223501775340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6788035223501775340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_PdRB3t_zI/AAAAAAAAC6s/tszolbZebYE/s72-c/Image0703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-5444107472098546158</id><published>2010-05-18T19:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:26:59.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;' Oft expectation fails, and most oft there. ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_J1hw6vScI/AAAAAAAAC6c/GY1hiZIwBV8/s1600/Image0701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_J1hw6vScI/AAAAAAAAC6c/GY1hiZIwBV8/s320/Image0701.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472565720135977410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Big-flat-circle-pale face :D &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Lessons were.. such disappointment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geography&lt;/b&gt; - I found it quite a turnoff for the whole morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maths &lt;/b&gt;- Going through some questions in paper2, results only tomorrow D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinese&lt;/b&gt; - Gotten back result, super unpleasant. 'O' level is only at the end of this month, howhowhow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physic&lt;/b&gt; - I guess the results isn't gonna be nice.. Due to Mr fauroni's reaction and actions. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CD&lt;/b&gt; - Topic: 'Responsibility' for about 10mins. English result. I guess many people got similar result. MSG: 5 ):&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/436828752837097408-5444107472098546158?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/5444107472098546158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=5444107472098546158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5444107472098546158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5444107472098546158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/deception.html' title='Deception'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S_J1hw6vScI/AAAAAAAAC6c/GY1hiZIwBV8/s72-c/Image0701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1034914444892066341</id><published>2010-05-16T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T15:11:29.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;The value of love will always be stronger than the value of hate.. Any nation or group of nations which employs hatred eventually is torn to pieces by hatred... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Franklin D. Roosevelt)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S--Vpc5Mq2I/AAAAAAAAC6E/b1V6maBymtU/s1600/Image0676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S--Vpc5Mq2I/AAAAAAAAC6E/b1V6maBymtU/s320/Image0676.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471756611641715554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Life at home with more than enough sleep is awesome! But, I don't think it's enough for me yet. :D Although I had slept for quite long, that zombie face of mine is still on. I don't know why either. All these sleeping makes me feel like sleeping more, to compensate how much I didn't slept for the previous week thou I didn't study much! &lt;: All this makes me wonder why did my class needs to go back for intensive? Next week got already mah, only 4E,4NA and 5NA need to go back. The rest just stay home to do their e-learning (: I need I should just enjoy all I want now before the result appear in front of me! Guess, that's doomday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-1034914444892066341?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1034914444892066341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1034914444892066341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1034914444892066341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1034914444892066341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S--Vpc5Mq2I/AAAAAAAAC6E/b1V6maBymtU/s72-c/Image0676.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-5439300309001895309</id><published>2010-05-15T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:53:32.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finally, exams are gone. For a moment..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S-4v6bWVwZI/AAAAAAAAC50/YVw7dt3Zi5A/s1600/Image0704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S-4v6bWVwZI/AAAAAAAAC50/YVw7dt3Zi5A/s320/Image0704.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471363278122107282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S-4v52Ix4nI/AAAAAAAAC5s/I-1IFe1_ezE/s1600/Image0703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S-4v52Ix4nI/AAAAAAAAC5s/I-1IFe1_ezE/s320/Image0703.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471363268133118578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- i begin to think that i look like some freaking zombieeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I think i did badly for examination this time. Take my FnN for example, i did study. But, there is too much vitamins and minerals names to remember. When i went into exam, everything was so so wrong. *Blinkblink* when i look at the papers. Science was some double blow to me, i did too much stupid mistakes which i answered correctly in the mock exam and wrongly in the actual exam. Isn't stupid? So much of disappointment. Be it, since it's over. I can do nothing to salvage, only blame that i'm stupid. D: But, let me have some happy times for now. &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/436828752837097408-5439300309001895309?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/5439300309001895309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=5439300309001895309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5439300309001895309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5439300309001895309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S-4v6bWVwZI/AAAAAAAAC50/YVw7dt3Zi5A/s72-c/Image0704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-762658491935073028</id><published>2010-05-08T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T19:56:16.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S-VEgxjZNFI/AAAAAAAAC5U/QE1Zi9aopjw/s1600/Image0647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S-VEgxjZNFI/AAAAAAAAC5U/QE1Zi9aopjw/s320/Image0647.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468852652359627858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S-VEgejLS5I/AAAAAAAAC5M/eL4YpwXI-e8/s1600/Image0645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S-VEgejLS5I/AAAAAAAAC5M/eL4YpwXI-e8/s320/Image0645.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468852647258442642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am falling down down down.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not feeling confident even with my best subject, looking at my mock's result. Tsk, feeling super out-of-studying-mood. Hence, I didn't study anything at all. Spend my time sleeping/eating/watching teevee. So, i'm growing horizontally ): No doubt, I am just getting fatter and fatter. Exams are just a few days away, no doubt that everyone is studying super hard. But, just what's wrong with me? Why am i so moodless to study? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-762658491935073028?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/762658491935073028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=762658491935073028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/762658491935073028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/762658491935073028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/05/where-are-you.html' title='where are you?'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S-VEgxjZNFI/AAAAAAAAC5U/QE1Zi9aopjw/s72-c/Image0647.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-973840549763196206</id><published>2010-04-27T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:55:28.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Hurt/regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9bcNZBSULI/AAAAAAAAC3k/HeZgAcNkjBQ/s1600/Image0573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9bcNZBSULI/AAAAAAAAC3k/HeZgAcNkjBQ/s320/Image0573.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464797320473366706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Guilt subsided so fast after viewing something from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://friendster.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* then i realized that i don't know how to use friendster already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am watching telly for the whole day, and no revision done. Damn shitty lor, until people began texting me to ask about what i studies or what will be tested for maths test ( not MYE). Chinese MYE tomorrow, it's also a big worry man! I hate the channel 8 show on 8pm, tuesday. Because it made me laugh so hard. The show is like so cool only  :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-973840549763196206?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/973840549763196206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=973840549763196206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/973840549763196206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/973840549763196206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-time.html' title='Last time'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9bcNZBSULI/AAAAAAAAC3k/HeZgAcNkjBQ/s72-c/Image0573.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1468635037554909422</id><published>2010-04-26T20:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:02:07.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tipsy, drowsy, drunk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9WM4yLEIsI/AAAAAAAAC3c/AnnWu3L0pkM/s1600/Image0600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9WM4yLEIsI/AAAAAAAAC3c/AnnWu3L0pkM/s320/Image0600.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464428630052709058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, it's my FNN practical dishes. Somewhat completed it today.  Complete within 2 hours \v/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Cream of corn soup with croutons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Steamed pudding&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Seafood paella rice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Salmon and spinach quiche&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall, the paella rice is super damaged. Confirm additional minus of marks! Soup's appearance was alright, but i forgot to put in the chicken stock. The steamed pudding taste nice, but the custard cmi. Guess after letting people know what i did during my practical, laughing stock and super classic manzxzx! Quiche is the best of all. i succeed in making the crust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9WM4VDTuII/AAAAAAAAC3U/V8TtBzJ44TQ/s1600/Image0597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9WM4VDTuII/AAAAAAAAC3U/V8TtBzJ44TQ/s320/Image0597.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464428622235547778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 13px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans Regular', Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"A guy can love a thousand girls, but the one meant for you will love only one girl, a thousand ways." - (via Anonymous)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(101, 101, 101); line-height: 13px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans Regular', Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I felt the Monday blueeeeeeees again, don't you? Especially when it's just getting so so so close to exams. Tsk. I don't know why, feeling so off now. Everything happens for a reason, but why couldn't i find the reason? There's many things you need to know. What done, cannot be undone. For whatever reason it may be, i can't think of any ways to salvage anyway. Tell me how to turn time around, how to unwind the past. Ohyeah, hit me hard so hard on my head that i have a concussion, and finally forgetting everything that happens. This could be a solution, maybe? Maybe there's no point trying so hard anymore when you knew it's the end. Isn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There is so much that i wanted to say lorrrrrr, but i am not given a chance to.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: 24px; font-size: 14px; "&gt;对不起长大太慢, 害你遗失了我.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-1468635037554909422?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1468635037554909422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1468635037554909422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1468635037554909422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1468635037554909422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/04/tipsy-drowsy-drunk.html' title='Tipsy, drowsy, drunk.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9WM4yLEIsI/AAAAAAAAC3c/AnnWu3L0pkM/s72-c/Image0600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-621871763679828463</id><published>2010-04-25T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:34:15.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>快乐最后会粉碎</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9Qbgw-97TI/AAAAAAAAC2c/fu79cLgGrTs/s1600/Image0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9Qbgw-97TI/AAAAAAAAC2c/fu79cLgGrTs/s320/Image0581.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464022497626025266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You only see what i choose to show. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am happy, happy, really happy :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;Next to you is not where i belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is just too much things not within my control. Of course, they are things happening around me. I never understand why am i making life difficult for myself, again and again, i'm experimenting my own heart. Only at the end, i remember that i didn't really have the ability to stop those pain. It's like taking my heart to slice, chop and mince it. I'm unable to rewind time or salvage anything. I'm leaving this battlefield, never wanted to stay any longer.        &lt;i&gt;  Happy pills.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My heart ached when you walked away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I said i'd never love again.&lt;/b&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/436828752837097408-621871763679828463?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/621871763679828463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=621871763679828463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/621871763679828463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/621871763679828463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='快乐最后会粉碎'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9Qbgw-97TI/AAAAAAAAC2c/fu79cLgGrTs/s72-c/Image0581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-236261355760416335</id><published>2010-04-24T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:46:17.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9LhFSq4tqI/AAAAAAAAC2U/EN7Tuerx9-M/s1600/Image0594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9LhFSq4tqI/AAAAAAAAC2U/EN7Tuerx9-M/s320/Image0594.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463676778981144226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I look hideous, especially with the long long fringe! :D &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i waste my life away today. I simply woke up around 11am, slept from 2plus(pm) to 6plus(pm). Pace of life today is rather slow, did enjoy much sleeping because i'm feeling seriously worn out. Especially when i'm asleep, it rains. I found it so shiok sleeping in my orange blanky :D This reminds me of something else. Tomorrow, i need to try out during my quiche's crust or else how am i gonna succeed doing it on Monday's practical. Four dishes, now i'm seriously doubting my own skill towards time planning. My fnn work-plan is done in an any-how-manner. Which makes me realises that 2 hours isn't enough for me to prepare for the 4 dishes. Tsk, alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm waiting for mum to come home right now. I need potato chips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-236261355760416335?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/236261355760416335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=236261355760416335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/236261355760416335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/236261355760416335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/04/fight-for-me.html' title='Fight for me'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9LhFSq4tqI/AAAAAAAAC2U/EN7Tuerx9-M/s72-c/Image0594.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1228708978457486388</id><published>2010-04-23T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T22:17:35.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tsk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9GX0stPrxI/AAAAAAAAC2M/el0r-6oTfuM/s1600/Image0590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9GX0stPrxI/AAAAAAAAC2M/el0r-6oTfuM/s320/Image0590.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463314754587045650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9GX0Fp11ZI/AAAAAAAAC2E/eBt1IpUy4kI/s1600/Image0590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9GX0Fp11ZI/AAAAAAAAC2E/eBt1IpUy4kI/s320/Image0590.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463314744103785874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinese Oral Examination today. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To sum up the week or as far as i could remember. Everything went wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physic mock - CMI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, a lil flu with totally out of tune voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worst of all. It crashes with my oral exam.  And, i screw it all up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-1228708978457486388?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1228708978457486388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1228708978457486388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1228708978457486388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1228708978457486388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/04/tsk.html' title='tsk'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S9GX0stPrxI/AAAAAAAAC2M/el0r-6oTfuM/s72-c/Image0590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-6727617693678746611</id><published>2010-04-08T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T21:34:33.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S73Zjop87nI/AAAAAAAAC0k/k9ve5Y-havg/s1600/Image0540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S73Zjop87nI/AAAAAAAAC0k/k9ve5Y-havg/s320/Image0540.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457757529674935922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S73Zjop87nI/AAAAAAAAC0k/k9ve5Y-havg/s1600/Image0540.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Life is getting tougher and tougher as i grow older. Homework, mock exam, homework, mock exam. I guess, there's nothing else i could think of. Homework and mock exam is giving me nightmare. Thanks god it's Friday tomorrow. Ending of the week, but it's just getting nearer to more exams and homework. Alright. &lt;b&gt;Tired&lt;/b&gt; is the only word i can use to describe all these feeling.           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Sometimes, don't you just feel lost alone, helpless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-6727617693678746611?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/6727617693678746611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=6727617693678746611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6727617693678746611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6727617693678746611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-flies.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S73Zjop87nI/AAAAAAAAC0k/k9ve5Y-havg/s72-c/Image0540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-6336710272579661733</id><published>2010-04-06T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:18:11.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faithful luv'/><title type='text'>You know i love you so, RCCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S7s_1thh75I/AAAAAAAACz8/d-IcWFLOQzo/s1600/Image0535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S7s_1thh75I/AAAAAAAACz8/d-IcWFLOQzo/s320/Image0535.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457025565475336082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S7s_1feciVI/AAAAAAAACz0/dB_YSGersm0/s1600/Image0538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S7s_1feciVI/AAAAAAAACz0/dB_YSGersm0/s320/Image0538.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457025561704302930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I'm not pretty thou' but at least i'm one of a kind  (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You will only see what i choose to show&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Life has been great. Overloading of fun, yet so little of revision. Many issues has been bombarding me, and this is so so so wrong. Alright, i love my new orange prints blanket. There's no reason why i wouldn't love it, except for the pricing. OMG.  Mid-years are reaching, Chinese N's too. So many many mock exam.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Goodmorning :D Goodnights :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Because, iloveyouso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-6336710272579661733?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/6336710272579661733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=6336710272579661733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6336710272579661733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6336710272579661733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-know-i-love-you-so-rcck.html' title='You know i love you so, RCCK'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S7s_1thh75I/AAAAAAAACz8/d-IcWFLOQzo/s72-c/Image0535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-2003679806004404308</id><published>2010-03-29T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:52:28.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fond memories'/><title type='text'>It's too late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Monday blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S7CDSBx9BGI/AAAAAAAACyE/igcaHnEgEIk/s1600/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S7CDSBx9BGI/AAAAAAAACyE/igcaHnEgEIk/s320/DSC00056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454003494484509794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Individual personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You only see what i choose to show :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always secret behind every single heart.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I've my reason for keeping things.&lt;br /&gt;For every single things i am doing, i am conscious of it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sometimes, i am just blind by my heart.&lt;br /&gt;But, it will be just someday that i am able to overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yea, someday...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry, i am the one who cause those misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-2003679806004404308?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/2003679806004404308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=2003679806004404308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2003679806004404308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2003679806004404308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-too-late.html' title='It&apos;s too late.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S7CDSBx9BGI/AAAAAAAACyE/igcaHnEgEIk/s72-c/DSC00056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-4866052632776220716</id><published>2010-03-12T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T20:57:48.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S5o0SshJiMI/AAAAAAAACuk/yqN3guWBrU8/s1600-h/Image0488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S5o0SshJiMI/AAAAAAAACuk/yqN3guWBrU8/s320/Image0488.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447724195050522818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S5o0SJljyzI/AAAAAAAACuc/t6SXVTGKQU4/s1600-h/Image0488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S5o0SJljyzI/AAAAAAAACuc/t6SXVTGKQU4/s320/Image0488.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447724185673780018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Back 2 blogger! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miss me? Miss me? Miss me? &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;It's like a twist in the story, something like miracle.&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes wide and take a look, it's Friday right naonaonao!&lt;br /&gt;It is now 12march2010, marking the start of holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, having remedials. Alright, it still works well.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, planning some upcoming events :D&lt;br /&gt;Superlucky that i wasn't chosen for parent's meeting.&lt;br /&gt;But, i doubt that my parent will attend ne'way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-4866052632776220716?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/4866052632776220716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=4866052632776220716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4866052632776220716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4866052632776220716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/03/mark-my-heart.html' title='Mark my heart'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S5o0SshJiMI/AAAAAAAACuk/yqN3guWBrU8/s72-c/Image0488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-892222915107379413</id><published>2010-03-02T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:17:25.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing that heroes, they truly exist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能伤害我的, 都是我爱的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S40JDgCKHoI/AAAAAAAACs8/81hb68V9VuE/s1600-h/Image0476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S40JDgCKHoI/AAAAAAAACs8/81hb68V9VuE/s320/Image0476.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444017480304041602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break. But, most of my days are packed, while the others are my resting days (: You can't blame me, afterall, i love sleeping ttm. And, spend many many hours sleeping. Wasted many time alr. Mygod, not now not now. Feel like going on a movie marathon, shopping spree, or whatsoever. :D * Jasmin knows right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alright, to sum up my days without updating this cyberspace; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Prepared for the worst, waiting for CT's result. Given up hope, or should i say, i'm hopeless? Don't really feel like mentioning my result. Could have done it better, maybe i just should whine about the factors that are affect me lorrrzxzxzx.  Tsk, why does humanities have so much sub-factors? Ohmytian! Forget it, geeeeeeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's so typically me&lt;br /&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/436828752837097408-892222915107379413?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/892222915107379413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=892222915107379413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/892222915107379413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/892222915107379413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/03/wishing-that-heroes-they-truly-exist.html' title='Wishing that heroes, they truly exist.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S40JDgCKHoI/AAAAAAAACs8/81hb68V9VuE/s72-c/Image0476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-4463040969149706025</id><published>2010-02-27T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:24:01.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S4k2payQqSI/AAAAAAAACsk/a6NjT-_IkTA/s1600-h/Image0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S4k2payQqSI/AAAAAAAACsk/a6NjT-_IkTA/s320/Image0467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442941709846620450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch ALICE IN THE WONDERLAND.&lt;br /&gt;Omfg, childhood! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Axioo/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-4463040969149706025?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/4463040969149706025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=4463040969149706025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4463040969149706025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4463040969149706025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/02/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S4k2payQqSI/AAAAAAAACsk/a6NjT-_IkTA/s72-c/Image0467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-7139096132179699041</id><published>2010-02-27T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T01:02:16.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dZiZ9EbbaE4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dZiZ9EbbaE4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exam's over. Time to enjoy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-7139096132179699041?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/7139096132179699041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=7139096132179699041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7139096132179699041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7139096132179699041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/02/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-3061738855363644010</id><published>2010-02-23T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:42:26.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do not wash your dirty linen in public. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this sentence difficult to understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S4PUPewkfMI/AAAAAAAACr8/zGp5cHtGyCo/s1600-h/Image0398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S4PUPewkfMI/AAAAAAAACr8/zGp5cHtGyCo/s320/Image0398.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441426137213598914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S4PUO3IPaKI/AAAAAAAACr0/ua66ylnulTg/s1600-h/Image0403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S4PUO3IPaKI/AAAAAAAACr0/ua66ylnulTg/s320/Image0403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441426126575462562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blogging at this moment, common test week. Rare, didn't update for more than a month plus? Hurhur, alright. Afterall, i am such a fool for trusting the wrong person. Regretted, all this a lesson learned. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweet dreams, it's like struck by a tight slap on my cheek and i woke in up fear. Nightmare!&lt;/span&gt; I have grown up, i should learn to be independant alr. No more spiritual dependant. So what if i had worked and earn a living &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt;? This is the past tense AND STOP SHOWING OFF. I am leaving this battlefield, count me out of this battle! I have nothing to say anymore. I am sad to say that&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i am tired, i really am..Physically, spiritually worn out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-3061738855363644010?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/3061738855363644010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=3061738855363644010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3061738855363644010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3061738855363644010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/02/bad-memories.html' title='Bad memories'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S4PUPewkfMI/AAAAAAAACr8/zGp5cHtGyCo/s72-c/Image0398.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-6375212239676848143</id><published>2010-02-04T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:40:47.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one, two, THREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Falling.. downward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S2q9oJWyOLI/AAAAAAAACpc/JEDdd8RlfS4/s1600-h/Image0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S2q9oJWyOLI/AAAAAAAACpc/JEDdd8RlfS4/s200/Image0352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434364397779826866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S2q9nmMNw0I/AAAAAAAACpU/RD5HNmkf8VQ/s1600-h/Image0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S2q9nmMNw0I/AAAAAAAACpU/RD5HNmkf8VQ/s200/Image0340.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434364388340253506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S2q9m7a1kUI/AAAAAAAACpM/nAWhisIZiso/s1600-h/Image0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S2q9m7a1kUI/AAAAAAAACpM/nAWhisIZiso/s200/Image0330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434364376858857794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't blog for 2 month already! &lt;: Like cool only lor. School school and school. I'm getting bored sometimes.   I'm getting irritated by some bunch of kids which thinks that they are Clever? Wonderful? Famous? Fashionable? Likeable? Adorable? Nice?   In fact, you are still living in many centuries back! Hahs, sometimes don't make a fool out of yourself. Although i'm nothing better, but i just want you to know, you are the worst! Do you know why you people agree with each other? Simple, because all of you are the same, KIDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-6375212239676848143?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/6375212239676848143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=6375212239676848143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6375212239676848143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6375212239676848143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-two-three.html' title='one, two, THREE!'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/S2q9oJWyOLI/AAAAAAAACpc/JEDdd8RlfS4/s72-c/Image0352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-3071721151971313119</id><published>2009-12-31T13:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:48:24.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual Insanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's 31st december 2009/ lastday of 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Should i go for countdown? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Szw0X8nqdkI/AAAAAAAACjk/tEO1qre2-lE/s1600-h/Image0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Szw0X8nqdkI/AAAAAAAACjk/tEO1qre2-lE/s200/Image0283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421265637461358146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Szw0XhkzinI/AAAAAAAACjc/YAx6-BEC5EI/s1600-h/Image0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Szw0XhkzinI/AAAAAAAACjc/YAx6-BEC5EI/s200/Image0280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421265630201612914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Szw0XTIAA1I/AAAAAAAACjU/ugGbA7dFye0/s1600-h/Image0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Szw0XTIAA1I/AAAAAAAACjU/ugGbA7dFye0/s200/Image0279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421265626322699090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've so so so much to say, but i'm not gonna share here. Alright, should i go for countdown? But, it means i've to leave mama home alone. Sux! Alright, let me see how.. Will decide this afterward. I'm considering alot, should i should i? D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching the Guinness world record right now.. Multitasking &lt;: Alright, i need super more timeeeee! Weeeeeeee! Whatever, i'm just going abit madddd. (: There's so many wishes/hopes that people are praying/noting down. But, can god hear mine? &gt;:      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happynewyear in advance, peoples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;especially, sweetest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;31th (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-3071721151971313119?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/3071721151971313119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=3071721151971313119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3071721151971313119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3071721151971313119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/12/virtual-insanity.html' title='Virtual Insanity'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Szw0X8nqdkI/AAAAAAAACjk/tEO1qre2-lE/s72-c/Image0283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-4622527713791327784</id><published>2009-12-25T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T20:21:38.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merrymerrychristmas &lt;:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MerryChristmas &lt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SzSs7tqOIMI/AAAAAAAAChE/jJg997ITjto/s1600-h/Image0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SzSs7tqOIMI/AAAAAAAAChE/jJg997ITjto/s320/Image0256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419146393502490818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, i manage to change my blogskin. Packed my room, with the help of mum. :E Hmmms, so what's about christmas? IDK! :D To me, it's just a public holiday. Yawn, i just couldn't stop reminding myself that school holiday is gonna be over soon. &gt;: Ohmy, i'm feeling so exhausted. Leaving everything to another day :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;7th;  hot &amp;amp; cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-4622527713791327784?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/4622527713791327784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=4622527713791327784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4622527713791327784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4622527713791327784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/12/merrymerrychristmas.html' title='Merrymerrychristmas &lt;:'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SzSs7tqOIMI/AAAAAAAAChE/jJg997ITjto/s72-c/Image0256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1762142715427100723</id><published>2009-12-23T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:10:13.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Many thoughts, flashback, memories..   &gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SzIRWTu1B4I/AAAAAAAACgs/l49_FP1D238/s1600-h/Image0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SzIRWTu1B4I/AAAAAAAACgs/l49_FP1D238/s320/Image0243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418412376631609218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Waitingwaitingwaiting.. Momo Love/Autumn's Concerto/K.O SanGuo.   &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;School's reopening on the 4th. Everything isn't back on track yet. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:D Santa's on the way.. Jinglebell,jinglebell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy/sad events is on.&lt;br /&gt;(: Not gonna elaborate.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;5th day.   &gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-1762142715427100723?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1762142715427100723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1762142715427100723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1762142715427100723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1762142715427100723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/12/somewhere.html' title='Somewhere..'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SzIRWTu1B4I/AAAAAAAACgs/l49_FP1D238/s72-c/Image0243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1869708829694770485</id><published>2009-12-13T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:11:34.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I might live better, or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SyUCaql5j1I/AAAAAAAACfc/1k9NPU81wM8/s1600-h/Image0211-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SyUCaql5j1I/AAAAAAAACfc/1k9NPU81wM8/s320/Image0211-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414736784115994450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果有一天我死了，你会想我吗?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's already the 14th of December.&lt;br /&gt;Beyond words could describe how I felt. ): You might be the lousiest, yet I didn't care much of it. I thought, you might be better.&lt;br /&gt;Things happening lately, had been making me go gaga.  I have so much to tell you, how much do you know manzxzx?   D:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-1869708829694770485?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1869708829694770485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1869708829694770485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1869708829694770485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1869708829694770485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-might-live-better-or-not.html' title='I might live better, or not?'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SyUCaql5j1I/AAAAAAAACfc/1k9NPU81wM8/s72-c/Image0211-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1016519002132465311</id><published>2009-12-07T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:04:42.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise me,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sxz5bZ98rRI/AAAAAAAACeU/INiihsucCqA/s1600-h/Image0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sxz5bZ98rRI/AAAAAAAACeU/INiihsucCqA/s320/Image0173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412475101414993170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For me, smiles are god-gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They ain't lasting D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Didn't understand why i'm always at the verge of regrets&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But ofcourse, I understood things many a time.  I know what will happen at the end, it's all the same, babe.  Therefore, sometimes, I felt tht I should let nature take it course isn't? :D I always hesitate, but.. struggled {: C'mon, ohlovelies.        Sometimes, I didn't chose the path. But, things just happened.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-1016519002132465311?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1016519002132465311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1016519002132465311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1016519002132465311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1016519002132465311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/12/promise-me.html' title='Promise me,'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sxz5bZ98rRI/AAAAAAAACeU/INiihsucCqA/s72-c/Image0173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-8773102180938338214</id><published>2009-12-04T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T17:43:55.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're my temporary high</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SxjW-4tqOFI/AAAAAAAACds/U-P4zMxVssg/s1600-h/Image0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SxjW-4tqOFI/AAAAAAAACds/U-P4zMxVssg/s320/Image0153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411311328149780562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I swear pictures can be deceiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Either sweet dreams or a beautiful nightmare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Time flies, in a blink of eye. I need to go back to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;D= Happy or unhappy? Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This holiday hasn't been fruitful nor exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I went speechless everytime you text me? *Fucking guilty*&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes past luv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been eye-ing my phone freaking phone, for like since morning. Darn, i'm waiting for your text. D: Don't go MIA. ): ): ): ): ):    C'mon, I hope nothing change for now. {:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-8773102180938338214?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/8773102180938338214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=8773102180938338214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8773102180938338214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8773102180938338214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-my-temporary-high.html' title='you&apos;re my temporary high'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SxjW-4tqOFI/AAAAAAAACds/U-P4zMxVssg/s72-c/Image0153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-2990897390961646550</id><published>2009-12-01T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:18:00.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boomerzxzx luvz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SxUjUBTcozI/AAAAAAAACdU/T33zo7cXcF4/s1600/Image0143-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SxUjUBTcozI/AAAAAAAACdU/T33zo7cXcF4/s320/Image0143-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410269354209878834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;爱一个人, 没爱到难道就会怎么样.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eyes-ring&lt;/span&gt;s are damn freaking appearing super fast. And, I look like a panda. Omfg, I've been sleeping way too much. Suckzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;It's taking me forever to do something. D: I'm sucha pig manzxzx. _'_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for something, which I don't even have a clue of wht will that be. Felt so stupid, but those anxiousness just never stops. But, what have I been waiting for? An unknown event? Which polly doesn't knw when things would get happening. D: But, I guess, those anxiousness is making me fear instead. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-2990897390961646550?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/2990897390961646550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=2990897390961646550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2990897390961646550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2990897390961646550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/12/boomerzxzx-luvz.html' title='Boomerzxzx luvz'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SxUjUBTcozI/AAAAAAAACdU/T33zo7cXcF4/s72-c/Image0143-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-7475445522548599166</id><published>2009-11-07T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:09:27.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruel temptations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SvWI94cNNuI/AAAAAAAACcM/1s75DU0Se88/s1600-h/Image0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SvWI94cNNuI/AAAAAAAACcM/1s75DU0Se88/s320/Image0120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401373924804867810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;WeiLi loves WeiLi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; While working on friday, a guy came forward purchasing food. He saw my nametag and like so excited telling his friend that I share the same name as him. D: And he told me ' You know, I also call WeiLi? ' My expression was like huh?. After getting his drinks, he show me his identification card. So cool right? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm so loving my name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so obsess with drama these days, and i totally hate it when the show is coming out at a super slow rate. In 终极三国,  貂蝉 shouldn't have fall off the cliff with 董卓, and making her boyf forget her. Like super irritating lur, and super touching while 小乔 is reading the letter. Oh, every episode makes me more anxious on what's the next episode about. D:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's something I'm hoping so badly for. I just couldn't forget the times we're chatting like nothing's business. Everything just seems like yesterday, so hard to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/436828752837097408-7475445522548599166?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/7475445522548599166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=7475445522548599166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7475445522548599166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7475445522548599166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/11/cruel-temptations.html' title='Cruel temptations'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SvWI94cNNuI/AAAAAAAACcM/1s75DU0Se88/s72-c/Image0120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-7866518130929644421</id><published>2009-11-02T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:19:24.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Su7KoTmKs9I/AAAAAAAACbc/G-DuFUxKHdk/s1600-h/Image0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Su7KoTmKs9I/AAAAAAAACbc/G-DuFUxKHdk/s320/Image0113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399475797067740114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doubts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sucha happykid right now. :D Promoted to Sec4NA (:&lt;br /&gt;Wishing people in my class can pass their retake examination.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Vira, so many people appealing to Mr AndrewLim for him, proud not? &lt;;&lt;br /&gt;I also written part of it lea [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast at MAC with pearlyn this morning, and head to school.&lt;br /&gt;I realise a super funny thing, even till the lastday of school, my form teacher is still late for class.&lt;br /&gt;And, there's quite a number of remedials. But, not for all subject.&lt;br /&gt;* Oh, I'm not commenting too much alright*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's see how things go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-7866518130929644421?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/7866518130929644421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=7866518130929644421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7866518130929644421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7866518130929644421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/11/challenges.html' title='Challenges'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Su7KoTmKs9I/AAAAAAAACbc/G-DuFUxKHdk/s72-c/Image0113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-5460808100481448412</id><published>2009-10-31T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:38:53.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first duty of love is to listen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SuxGKPGMzPI/AAAAAAAACa0/3JuOfQCZppE/s1600-h/Image0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SuxGKPGMzPI/AAAAAAAACa0/3JuOfQCZppE/s320/Image0063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398767194975554802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gravity isn't responsible for people falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love is stronger than a man's convictions. "&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Halloween&lt;/span&gt; (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had almost forgotten that today is HALLOWEEN, and shahirul reminded me :D Ha, Halloween for this year was so tiring, working. DARN, I miss primary school days. And, definitely 1 more happy issue. School's out (: Isn't something worth celebrating? Actually, I wanted to blog yet I'm just so lazy. My class has been to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Langkawi&lt;/span&gt;, but I didn't follow. I guess, they should be back in Singapore already? :D    And, mondaymondaymonday. 3FG has to go back to school for report book. One step nearer to N's &amp;amp; O's. I hope there isn't many retainee this year, and I guess my school is rather lenient somehow. Giving one more chance for examination, how cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is so dead somehow, it just doesn't seems to be functioning well. I'm just so forgetful. And, I had been viwawa-ing/ watching 终极三国, the show just came out once per week  D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just came across this while blog-hopping {:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;According to psychologists, the face appears in more than 2000 people's dreams around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SuxJ821mUuI/AAAAAAAACa8/g_7j9i3Hhdo/s1600-h/this-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SuxJ821mUuI/AAAAAAAACa8/g_7j9i3Hhdo/s320/this-man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398771363171685090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly every person dreams on this planet, and sometimes strange faces will appear in our dreams. However, an unbelievable topic about dreams has been hot on Internet recently. It is said that the same face appeared in more than 2000 people's dreams around the world at the same time. All the dreamers claim to never have seen the face before. People who have heard about this will keep asking is it a real phenomenon or just a trick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January 2006, a female patient visited a psychologist's home in New York and described her weird dream for the very first time. According to her there was a completely strange man who gave her lots of hints about her life in a dream. The psychologist drew the face out and put it on his desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, some other patients saw the picture when being treated and said they had dreamed similar dreams with the same face. Then the psychologist printed the picture and gave copies to many psychological doctors. It was not long before the doctor got response, many patients in different countries had experienced similar dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man appears in people's dreams in different roles such as respectable elder, lover and even Santa Claus, but with the same face. Most of the dreamers say the man seemed reliable, attractive looking, and some of them even thought he was erotogenic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this man's appearance mean? Global netizens enthusiastically discussed and summed up the following conclusions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The face may be a part of people's "mutual sense", which is gathering people's memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This man actually does exist in the real world. He is capable of using some supernatural power to transfer himself into different people's dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The face's appearance in some people's dreams maybe because they have gazed at his picture for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, some critics predicted a secret movement is behind the report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken from, http://english.people.com.cn/90001/90782/90872/6796940.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-5460808100481448412?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/5460808100481448412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=5460808100481448412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5460808100481448412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5460808100481448412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-duty-of-love-is-to-listen.html' title='The first duty of love is to listen.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SuxGKPGMzPI/AAAAAAAACa0/3JuOfQCZppE/s72-c/Image0063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-5660626304049200</id><published>2009-10-18T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:23:56.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ice is on our way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/StrbSL9yMLI/AAAAAAAACZs/L_DX-i4vwFY/s1600-h/Image0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/StrbSL9yMLI/AAAAAAAACZs/L_DX-i4vwFY/s320/Image0069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393864609225650354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I just feel so i-dont-know how to describe. It's isn't important right now. It's been more than a month since I updated. Try try try, yawn. I want to watch my show right now. :D Ohluvzxz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-5660626304049200?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/5660626304049200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=5660626304049200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5660626304049200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5660626304049200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/10/ice-is-on-our-way.html' title='The ice is on our way.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/StrbSL9yMLI/AAAAAAAACZs/L_DX-i4vwFY/s72-c/Image0069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-3411862439821930255</id><published>2009-09-12T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:46:31.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling from the top,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Squx574W6gI/AAAAAAAACVg/53TJU5Y7_z4/s1600-h/Image0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Squx574W6gI/AAAAAAAACVg/53TJU5Y7_z4/s320/Image0049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380589788708923906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A week is goneeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes really fast 0,o  And exam is around the corner again. I'm tired, let's see how. &lt;br /&gt;我会学着放手, 不再依赖着你.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-3411862439821930255?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/3411862439821930255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=3411862439821930255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3411862439821930255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3411862439821930255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/09/falling-from-top.html' title='Falling from the top,'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Squx574W6gI/AAAAAAAACVg/53TJU5Y7_z4/s72-c/Image0049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-3072087715419529848</id><published>2009-09-01T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:44:37.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay in love forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sp0g5hORX8I/AAAAAAAACUI/KheacdDVXn4/s1600-h/Image0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sp0g5hORX8I/AAAAAAAACUI/KheacdDVXn4/s320/Image0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376489702693101506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes, it's always better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like way too lazy to update, therefore you see none. Hehs, and Baoming. Be grateful and don't say I'm boxim alright. I came to blog just because of you :D You can see my updates now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;HappyBirthday BaoMing Cutecute brother (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Must be happy okay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-3072087715419529848?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/3072087715419529848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=3072087715419529848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3072087715419529848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3072087715419529848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/09/stay-in-love-forever.html' title='Stay in love forever.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sp0g5hORX8I/AAAAAAAACUI/KheacdDVXn4/s72-c/Image0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-3956894417685732418</id><published>2009-08-23T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:49:27.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fyou,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SpEP9XXZ6mI/AAAAAAAACR0/bbGlZdKAaQE/s1600-h/IMG0109A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SpEP9XXZ6mI/AAAAAAAACR0/bbGlZdKAaQE/s320/IMG0109A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373093377348332130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(: Happiness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, a big yay. Will elaborate when I've the time(!) I know what's best lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-3956894417685732418?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/3956894417685732418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=3956894417685732418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3956894417685732418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3956894417685732418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/08/fyou.html' title='fyou,'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SpEP9XXZ6mI/AAAAAAAACR0/bbGlZdKAaQE/s72-c/IMG0109A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1313474705222292139</id><published>2009-08-20T17:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:25:33.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And, I read on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/So0SJjOyouI/AAAAAAAACRc/56i0wUl56XE/s1600-h/IMG0105A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/So0SJjOyouI/AAAAAAAACRc/56i0wUl56XE/s320/IMG0105A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371969885808272098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last paper tomorrow, YAY(!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy/ Sad/ Happy/ Sad.&lt;/span&gt; It's like finally we're reaching the end of common test  (: I already had expected what are all my marks suppose to be. Failfail and fail.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And, many copying during exam happening yesterday and today. Well, for those to still gonna low marks due to copying, better lucks. And, for those who had done better or just pass. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just stop showing off and there's nothing to be happy about isn't? B'cos at the end of the day, the answer eventually isn't yours. Hahs, don't your seems like some idiot?&lt;/span&gt; Getting happy and showing off your friends work. Anyhow claim reward uh?     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And, also I'm not discriminating you, hahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blog links that are private will be removed(!) &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unless i'm invited  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-1313474705222292139?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1313474705222292139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1313474705222292139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1313474705222292139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1313474705222292139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-i-read-on.html' title='And, I read on'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/So0SJjOyouI/AAAAAAAACRc/56i0wUl56XE/s72-c/IMG0105A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-8700791699569359119</id><published>2009-08-15T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:24:14.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking forward, I'm down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SobNNZf--rI/AAAAAAAACRE/pru2rLW8yoc/s1600-h/IMG0104A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SobNNZf--rI/AAAAAAAACRE/pru2rLW8yoc/s320/IMG0104A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370205235752925874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And, I found out that we're living a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super madzxzxzx, my blood vessel are gonna explode anytime without warning. Sometimes, I hope it's the end of time. I understood many things, but well. Not everything will go smoothly in life. To think back, I've been praying hard, really hard. Just for a simple wish, the fear to just go away. And, there's times that fear are winning over me. Breathe are getting closer, there's so much to explain. I've so much to say(!)   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; /= &lt;/span&gt;  And, I've realise there's so many August babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, lastly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Wishing MrBrian' YongHao happybirthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sorry that I did realise only last minute. Still wishing you really happy birthday, and thanks for giving me advices at times. You're a super better person now eh  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-8700791699569359119?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/8700791699569359119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=8700791699569359119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8700791699569359119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8700791699569359119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/08/looking-forward-im-down.html' title='Looking forward, I&apos;m down.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SobNNZf--rI/AAAAAAAACRE/pru2rLW8yoc/s72-c/IMG0104A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-2448277953142559727</id><published>2009-08-09T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:10:38.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not even a single trail of blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sn7k7KLIi7I/AAAAAAAACQA/Pa7UY38eFGM/s1600-h/IMG0089A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sn7k7KLIi7I/AAAAAAAACQA/Pa7UY38eFGM/s320/IMG0089A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367979510866676658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm WeiLi :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;My super trademark(!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like super lame. AHAH, It's national day already. Time really flies, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUGUST&lt;/span&gt; already(!) My birthday is near, YAY. But well, nothing exciting anyway. Exams is around the corner, just felt like banging the wall and fly far far away. Gosh, can I ask how exciting can life gets? I'm getting bored of everything, studies &amp;amp; work. To the point of giving up, you see. Felt really down sometimes, but there's simply nothing I can do about it but just to live with it. Ohyea, did remember it's been really long since I blog. Ohwell, lalas. I'm off,     :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-2448277953142559727?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/2448277953142559727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=2448277953142559727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2448277953142559727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2448277953142559727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-even-single-trail-of-blood.html' title='Not even a single trail of blood'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sn7k7KLIi7I/AAAAAAAACQA/Pa7UY38eFGM/s72-c/IMG0089A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1156371779441024163</id><published>2009-07-29T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:50:41.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our luv is world-wide love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SnA9riOjUVI/AAAAAAAACM4/6T4cA6tGOPk/s1600-h/IMG0072A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SnA9riOjUVI/AAAAAAAACM4/6T4cA6tGOPk/s320/IMG0072A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363854974329770322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I know, I look super chubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework is piling up like some mountain. I must finish them, ohwell. I don't know what to blog seriously lorh. My brain seems to be going to explode? Duhs, alright. I'm still left with alot of homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SnA9rxfDiMI/AAAAAAAACNA/6oqWnPs3M8Y/s1600-h/IMG0077A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SnA9rxfDiMI/AAAAAAAACNA/6oqWnPs3M8Y/s320/IMG0077A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363854978425522370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My pearl draw for me one ley. We're totally crapping during chinese lesson. Greentea and chips(!) :D She wrote that she loves me! I keep copying someone's style of talking and pearlyn laughed like mad. That person sound stupid too, /= I'm pulling myself to her stupidlity level. I'm sad. Nevermind, there goes a funneh conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pearlyn&lt;/span&gt;; 爱到地是什么？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WeiLi &lt;/span&gt;; 爱就是我！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pearlyn;&lt;/span&gt; 好好笑 -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WeiLi; &lt;/span&gt;Dumb, I'm sad lorzxzxz, No one love me liao. Pearlyn 不要我  ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pearlyn;&lt;/span&gt; hahah, no matter what, I will still love you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sound so lesbian, but we're not! Source of entertainment during HuFang's lesson. OMG, hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-1156371779441024163?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1156371779441024163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1156371779441024163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1156371779441024163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1156371779441024163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-luv-is-world-wide-love.html' title='Our luv is world-wide love!'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SnA9riOjUVI/AAAAAAAACM4/6T4cA6tGOPk/s72-c/IMG0072A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-2096428068507091850</id><published>2009-07-25T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T01:40:24.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple of my eye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Smnrtl5eNKI/AAAAAAAACMQ/qPuiq7yJ_pc/s1600-h/IMG0062A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Smnrtl5eNKI/AAAAAAAACMQ/qPuiq7yJ_pc/s320/IMG0062A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362075999861093538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Humans will never be satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's human nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm some lucky person, because I think I've heard people having problem posting, and the posting box will become small. But, nothing abnormal of blogger had happened to me. YAY(!)  Ahahs, damn. My brother is beside me disturbing me about my post right now, damn freak lah. He's telling me stupid things, making me laugh like what lurh. OhMyGod(!) I'm way too bored now. Restless, exams is coming. Whoots, long long long long way to go. Thanks god that my birthday is after exam. At least, I guess things will get better for me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; :&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I never expect something nice in return. Just life better  :D Hoping that things will change. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I know I love myself more than anyone else does. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-2096428068507091850?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/2096428068507091850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=2096428068507091850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2096428068507091850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2096428068507091850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/07/apple-of-my-eye.html' title='Apple of my eye.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Smnrtl5eNKI/AAAAAAAACMQ/qPuiq7yJ_pc/s72-c/IMG0062A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-7068484086097816149</id><published>2009-07-21T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:29:12.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart ache when you walked away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SmW4JwJi-1I/AAAAAAAACLo/cv9Y7Zm1YjQ/s1600-h/IMG0063A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SmW4JwJi-1I/AAAAAAAACLo/cv9Y7Zm1YjQ/s320/IMG0063A-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360893409137720146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Till the day I let you go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Till we say our next hello it not goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm really sad, really downnnn. Thanks pearlyn for the chocolate today :D Well, I'm not taking things hard this time. I'm trying to be a happy' kid, good girl. I need food now, I need to replenish my energy. But mummy says there's nothing to eat, and refuse to cook something for me  &gt;:  I'm sad now, I need more sleep. I'm feeling damn frigging cold right now, (ahchuuuuuuuu). Alright, I'm going off now. I'm half dead(!)  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-7068484086097816149?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/7068484086097816149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=7068484086097816149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7068484086097816149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7068484086097816149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-heart-ache-when-you-walked-away.html' title='My heart ache when you walked away'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SmW4JwJi-1I/AAAAAAAACLo/cv9Y7Zm1YjQ/s72-c/IMG0063A-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-657222960343271913</id><published>2009-07-20T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:09:06.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我是真的付出我的爱.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SmRmh-UcqSI/AAAAAAAACLg/LDf7rjRzQQ0/s1600-h/IMG0070A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SmRmh-UcqSI/AAAAAAAACLg/LDf7rjRzQQ0/s320/IMG0070A-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360522190328211746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;And I've hurt myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for once I've kept my feelings well, I know I'll protect myself and not waste my tears. Why did I still fall this time? Haven't I learnt my lesson before? Why did I believe and take things seriously? I'm gonna suffer agn, no turn back right.? From the respones you gave, I know what's happening. And I'm falling sick, super soon. Getting a lil feverish, a lil flu. Ohnonono, I really don't wanna get sick. And, school. ):&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Dumb, I guess commontest will land on my birthday.&lt;/span&gt; Damn, always like this. Forget it, I'm trying hard to forgive and forget. Felt so stupid right now, but why manzxzxzx?! Sighs, Will things change for the better? Ohplease, I need a tutor. All my subjects are dying(!) I'm feeling so downnnnn. I need more sleep  :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; No one get stronger after very heartbreak.&lt;/span&gt; Thanks pearlyn :D iloveyou lahs(!) You're forever there for me  {: I'm trying to stand strong, I guess I hate you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="n3a1kydz" title="U2FsdGVkX19IX7NR93Rt0vqDFiitebpL3V5Qp9XpZie6W2oIATkMWmtnoVw1XGS4Qpui9AWbBMKstTUa1/WzO/800VO8Qodx0jADI5OTFjCKggyhHeUVG9nHYTCBIWmE2VdO77whZ/UAI0qnkAor5A12sK8Bv2yUP0iyjlM/adIS5XmS96zkvC2dGIqMbmP5mRb8NNDtk60Fwf0PAV3LHg=="&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:decryptText('n3a1kydz')"&gt;When you know no one is nice to you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Luv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-657222960343271913?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/657222960343271913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=657222960343271913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/657222960343271913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/657222960343271913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_20.html' title='我是真的付出我的爱.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SmRmh-UcqSI/AAAAAAAACLg/LDf7rjRzQQ0/s72-c/IMG0070A-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-8390536944666816955</id><published>2009-07-18T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T00:47:30.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I stray from love, this is how I feel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SmHlgTY7BEI/AAAAAAAACK4/mhWbEogZZJA/s1600-h/IMG0027A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SmHlgTY7BEI/AAAAAAAACK4/mhWbEogZZJA/s320/IMG0027A-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359817374670980162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;It's so very cold outside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;like the way I'm feeling inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything didn't go the way I like, but at least. I don't know leys, see lah see lahs. Sigh, life sucks. Ohmygod! But, I need to go on with life. I'm not a happy kid. ): I'm struggling with life, haha! I'm off than. Find me people, people. I need luv, but I don't want hurt lahhs. Kay lah, I'm off  =D Bye, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(L)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-8390536944666816955?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/8390536944666816955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=8390536944666816955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8390536944666816955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8390536944666816955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-stray-from-love-this-is-how-i-feel.html' title='I stray from love, this is how I feel.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SmHlgTY7BEI/AAAAAAAACK4/mhWbEogZZJA/s72-c/IMG0027A-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-7995004535626698465</id><published>2009-07-14T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:24:58.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy pills.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SlyAlCG2oXI/AAAAAAAACJw/sIbdiFpgilU/s1600-h/IMG0046A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SlyAlCG2oXI/AAAAAAAACJw/sIbdiFpgilU/s320/IMG0046A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358299030373179762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A difficult decision to choose between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip to AMK ITE, who says there is bad. Things are great there, it's only the toilet and the building. :D There totally like no government at all.  I found super fun there and nice, but pearlyn and gina says not good. Hahas, what about the super tempting new open one  (soon) ; CCK ITE. Got swimming pool somemore lah, it'll be like terminal 3 or even high class shopping centre. OMG(!) Everything super tempting lorh. But, by the time if I ever enter the ITE, it'll be like all my friends finished their ITE course liao. Hmmmms, going there tomorrow again.  Ohmygodddd, I guess I'm going madzxzxzx. They say can go poly why go to ITE, i'll see. Everythings depend on my result. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Super nice lah(!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-7995004535626698465?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/7995004535626698465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=7995004535626698465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7995004535626698465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/7995004535626698465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-pills.html' title='Happy pills.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SlyAlCG2oXI/AAAAAAAACJw/sIbdiFpgilU/s72-c/IMG0046A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-2517834059710042167</id><published>2009-07-12T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:47:59.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>是回忆的撞伤, 还是我爱不起了</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SlnvOUKnv1I/AAAAAAAACJY/4jwgowu8F_A/s1600-h/IMG0044A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SlnvOUKnv1I/AAAAAAAACJY/4jwgowu8F_A/s320/IMG0044A-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357576260944379730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的孤单 走过忧伤&lt;br /&gt;心碎还要 逞强&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy kid :D At least I went out today. Shan't elaborate, this blog doesn't speak about my personal life. Spend time out somewhere in singapore, hehs. At least, I did went out lorh. Oh, thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; for that bottle of coke today okay? (: Have been messaging with pearlyn through out, recover soon girl(!) :D And, stop arguing with me the issue of you're fat lorzxzxz. Think again, I'm way fatter. Hahas, Alright. School tomorrow leyys. Going to ITE on the 14th and 15th, yeah(!)   (:   I need happy pills. /=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'll try not to let the past repeat itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hoping every tomorrow will be a better day :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-2517834059710042167?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/2517834059710042167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=2517834059710042167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2517834059710042167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2517834059710042167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='是回忆的撞伤, 还是我爱不起了'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SlnvOUKnv1I/AAAAAAAACJY/4jwgowu8F_A/s72-c/IMG0044A-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1581515870164660332</id><published>2009-07-11T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T02:36:16.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你说过永远会爱着我 D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SleE0V5si9I/AAAAAAAACJA/vKg20s_HQWQ/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SleE0V5si9I/AAAAAAAACJA/vKg20s_HQWQ/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356896316547697618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I'm never beaten, broken, not defeated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know next to you is not where I belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Super bored now, in the middle of the night, I'm like blogging. Finding photos to post, my blog post without pictures look super weird. I just took the picture just now, so ramdom lorzxzxz. For the sake of blogging, last minute pictures ley. Someone entertain me now can(!) I'm like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oh-so-mad(!)&lt;/span&gt; I can't tahan myself for being so freaking fat. Sometimes/ everytime, I look super different from photo leys. Why uh? The thing is hor, I seems to be talking to myself. So stupid, no show at this timing. OMG(!)(!)(!) Life so boring, I'm a little hungry now lorzxzxzx. I'm not gonna eat, or maybe I will? There's no food home, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't care if I'm fat&lt;/span&gt;. Hahazxzxzx(!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-1581515870164660332?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1581515870164660332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1581515870164660332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1581515870164660332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1581515870164660332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html' title='你说过永远会爱着我 D:'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SleE0V5si9I/AAAAAAAACJA/vKg20s_HQWQ/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-8352119180427645426</id><published>2009-07-09T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:25:03.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I see is pain and misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SlXMwf8jJmI/AAAAAAAACIo/b5U0wVeJBgQ/s1600-h/IMG0036A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SlXMwf8jJmI/AAAAAAAACIo/b5U0wVeJBgQ/s320/IMG0036A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356412465408321122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wouldn't come near this broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just turn around and leave here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's friday tomorrow, YAY(!) But I still can't escape from work and homeworks. Alright, I'll just have to accept a fate like this. I sound so dumb. I'm thinking, why am I complaining now? Did I chose this path? All these sound so wrong, I never wanted to be like that. Sometimes, I really mean what I said. Noone hears me now, I guess I'm happy with my life now :D School, work and home. The only 3 places that I went throughout these months, I'm a really good girl now. Nothing matters anymore, school school school. I'm dragging myself to school every morning, but I still managed to survive (: And life goes on isn't it? I'm a happy girl, I'm not gonna remind myself of the past(!) No more happy pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My heart ached when you walked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I said I'd never love again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-8352119180427645426?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/8352119180427645426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=8352119180427645426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8352119180427645426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8352119180427645426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-i-see-is-pain-and-misery.html' title='All I see is pain and misery'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SlXMwf8jJmI/AAAAAAAACIo/b5U0wVeJBgQ/s72-c/IMG0036A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-5458657456667502355</id><published>2009-07-05T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:27:16.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in battlefield love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SlB5hsWjwHI/AAAAAAAACII/n8PGPB_dNxs/s1600-h/IMG0037A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SlB5hsWjwHI/AAAAAAAACII/n8PGPB_dNxs/s320/IMG0037A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354913576691941490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even if the sky is falling down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you'll be my only, no need to worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Freaking dead beat, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass those four days, non-stop school after holiday. Only been switching between home and school, school and home. Friday is a major luv lor. (L) Spring carnival preparation, didn't do much stuff either. Saturday morning is funnnnnnnnnn. (: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Springcarnival, haunted house rocks&lt;/span&gt;, seen people screaming. How i wish my class is able to take haunted house, but it's over now(!)   :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is out tomorrow, youth day babe(!) Just for a day, better than nothing lor. Sad, the weather has been really ramdom. Super sunny, super sunny, super sunny &amp;amp; big rain(!) Hahas, if it can rain every single day, will be really cooling but flood in other countries. =X Better not. (:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Hoping every tomorrow will be a better day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-5458657456667502355?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/5458657456667502355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=5458657456667502355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5458657456667502355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5458657456667502355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-in-battlefield-love.html' title='I&apos;m in battlefield love,'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SlB5hsWjwHI/AAAAAAAACII/n8PGPB_dNxs/s72-c/IMG0037A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-4031546083319560183</id><published>2009-07-02T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:28:44.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow after rain :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;♥, Pardonable Insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I never needed words, I never needed hurts, I never needed you to be there everyday, I’m sorry for the way I let go. From everything I wanted when you came along, but I am never beaten, broken not defeated. I know next to you is not where I belong,  I don't want to do this any longer, I don't want you, there's nothing left to say, no more words, no more lies, no more cryin', there isn't anything for you to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And it’s a little late for explanations, and my eyes hurt, hands shiver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So take a look at me when I say baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkyyXE7dz6I/AAAAAAAACHo/gfcGIJXAd8o/s1600-h/IMG0027A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkyyXE7dz6I/AAAAAAAACHo/gfcGIJXAd8o/s320/IMG0027A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353850166566571938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's the fourth day of school already, time flies. Spring carnival is this coming saturday, so shag. Alright, school is kinda tough this time round. All the timetable is so tight schedule, and it's like not much of resting time. The fact that I'm lazy, it's true, shall not deny. Oh gosh. I'm tired.   Had place songs in my blog, like finally. It's a rainy day today. Hahas, shall update next time. :D So love,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I miss (L), you know it well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-4031546083319560183?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/4031546083319560183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=4031546083319560183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4031546083319560183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4031546083319560183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/07/rainbow-after-rain-d.html' title='Rainbow after rain :D'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkyyXE7dz6I/AAAAAAAACHo/gfcGIJXAd8o/s72-c/IMG0027A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-2937145215001824156</id><published>2009-06-29T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:39:32.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wound never stop bleeding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkiEw1xfOKI/AAAAAAAACGY/ZpIPbBQQ3mY/s1600-h/Boys+before+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkiEw1xfOKI/AAAAAAAACGY/ZpIPbBQQ3mY/s320/Boys+before+flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352674131733067938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wanted to watch Boys over flower all over again (!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkiExK8R0aI/AAAAAAAACGg/rZ5lUj9y4gU/s1600-h/IMG0021A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkiExK8R0aI/AAAAAAAACGg/rZ5lUj9y4gU/s320/IMG0021A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352674137415471522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Propaganda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay(!) Term3, first day of school. School wasn't that fun afterall, but no matter what it's a must to attend :D Had homeworks on the first day of term3 already. ): All the best, gina sit beside me, the sitting arrangement in class is all messed up. Jasmin have your shini already, need any chilli sauce or tomato sauce? Hahas(!)  Aftermaths, home sweet home. (L)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I guess I've found the needs for human beings to reflect on themself. Why is it always other's fault, and not ours? The problem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;might be on ourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;. Not make ourself a laughing stocks and make a fool out of our own choices. Words cannot be taken back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-2937145215001824156?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/2937145215001824156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=2937145215001824156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2937145215001824156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2937145215001824156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/06/wound-never-stop-bleeding.html' title='Wound never stop bleeding.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkiEw1xfOKI/AAAAAAAACGY/ZpIPbBQQ3mY/s72-c/Boys+before+flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-3139242596444189240</id><published>2009-06-26T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:18:22.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scandal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkRklDGXNGI/AAAAAAAACGI/427RnkwyEd8/s1600-h/IMG0020A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkRklDGXNGI/AAAAAAAACGI/427RnkwyEd8/s320/IMG0020A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351512844872922210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="mr"&gt;I’ve already spoken, our love is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm watching BOF over again(!) Whoots, way too bored. No outing this holiday, only work or home. Shag, like some loners. Missed out many friends, saw none of them. It's 26th June now, 3 more days and school gonna be reopen. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks god, there's no assembly.&lt;/span&gt; And, I've received my travel declaration form. Hahas. I'm trying to ask who have the answer to when will the term3 timetable be out? Damn(!) Alright, it's stupid. I've been facing this computer for like hours, since I wokeup. Which is about 4 hours alrd. Plurking plurking plurking!!!  I want karma to increase to 50 :D    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know how I felt back then. &lt;/span&gt;         I've no plans about it, how? D: I hate dreaming about you, they reminds me of pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Might&lt;/span&gt; be continuing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-3139242596444189240?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/3139242596444189240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=3139242596444189240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3139242596444189240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3139242596444189240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/06/scandal_26.html' title='Scandal'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkRklDGXNGI/AAAAAAAACGI/427RnkwyEd8/s72-c/IMG0020A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-9110753044018397874</id><published>2009-06-24T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:59:08.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkHHV2AY-hI/AAAAAAAACFo/Uuo_cxJmlJA/s1600-h/%E2%99%A5%27s030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkHHV2AY-hI/AAAAAAAACFo/Uuo_cxJmlJA/s320/%E2%99%A5%27s030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350777010381191698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We choose our own path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really hate my blog post without pictures, they tend to be extremely wordly. Today is a good day for sleeping all day long :D I guess no new pictures for updates for quite a long time, maybe? In 2hours17mins, i'm going to work. Ahs, shags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ohpeople, please take note. (For westspring students)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Remember to take your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thermometer&lt;/span&gt; to school!&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Travel declaration form&lt;/span&gt;, either we'll receive by snail mail on this sunday. Or print online, &lt;a href="http://www.westspringsec.moe.edu.sg/"&gt;westspring website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bring the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Spring carnival tickets&lt;/span&gt; to school.&lt;br /&gt;4. School will still reopen on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;29June'09&lt;/span&gt;, as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think, that's all? Please correct me if there's any mistake. I don't want to provide wrong information. Anyone have any ideas for the term 3 timetable? Tell me first.(!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WeatherCheck;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Super windy and rainy day :D ( No hot/warm sun ) Yayness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-9110753044018397874?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/9110753044018397874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=9110753044018397874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/9110753044018397874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/9110753044018397874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/06/memory-lane.html' title='Memory lane'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SkHHV2AY-hI/AAAAAAAACFo/Uuo_cxJmlJA/s72-c/%E2%99%A5%27s030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-8927574086256629453</id><published>2009-06-23T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:45:35.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scandal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imma happy kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Done with new blogskin? Give some comments about it, spends hours edit like some freak(!) Yay, efforts leyzxzx. I'm getting more and more lazy whenever each day pass, fatter and fatter also. Hope school reopen or not? I guess there might be extend of holiday, even when they say school will resume as per normal. B'cos no one will know what will happen every tomorrow right? What if more people caught the H1N1 flu? Or they found a cure? Or the government changes their mind to extend school holiday.? We might never know, you see.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Hope this stupid flu will get away from the world.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been plurking these days, OMG! Hahas, plurking plurking. I want more more more more, extremely alot alot of karma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(L)ove, WeiLi :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-8927574086256629453?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/8927574086256629453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=8927574086256629453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8927574086256629453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/8927574086256629453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/06/scandal.html' title='Scandal'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-3717893323098653415</id><published>2009-06-18T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:36:59.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sjo990QFLOI/AAAAAAAACFY/R7UkkPAtkWk/s1600-h/%E2%99%A5%27s0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sjo990QFLOI/AAAAAAAACFY/R7UkkPAtkWk/s320/%E2%99%A5%27s0044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348655639663291618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th June today, days goes so fast. Holiday is going to end soon. So much had happened, still homework uncomplete(!) Just forget it, i'm blogging for the sake of blogging. Alright, i'm off. Byes, will update some other days. Yawns(?)         Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-3717893323098653415?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/3717893323098653415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=3717893323098653415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3717893323098653415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/3717893323098653415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-we-remember.html' title='When we remember'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sjo990QFLOI/AAAAAAAACFY/R7UkkPAtkWk/s72-c/%E2%99%A5%27s0044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-4794634048397281975</id><published>2009-06-10T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:56:50.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I rather be alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Si-crsSsh0I/AAAAAAAACDY/InaxwQVipqQ/s1600-h/%E2%99%A5%27s034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Si-crsSsh0I/AAAAAAAACDY/InaxwQVipqQ/s320/%E2%99%A5%27s034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345663557149951810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I ever wonder why some people doesn't have any&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sense of shame&lt;/span&gt;. Alright, their brains are full of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maggots&lt;/span&gt;. Rotting y'know?! Or are they ever too lonely, ohcuteee. Take me as an entertainment source? C'mon, with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;goldfish brain&lt;/span&gt; , how can people ever sucess this way? What a joke? :DD &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;WorldWar broke out.&lt;/span&gt; Smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-4794634048397281975?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/4794634048397281975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=4794634048397281975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4794634048397281975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4794634048397281975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-rather-be-alone.html' title='I rather be alone'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Si-crsSsh0I/AAAAAAAACDY/InaxwQVipqQ/s72-c/%E2%99%A5%27s034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-679816691102605575</id><published>2009-06-08T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:42:33.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeky smile :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Si0Rv96pUwI/AAAAAAAACCw/zrvOpDnU6mc/s1600-h/%E2%99%A5%27s031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Si0Rv96pUwI/AAAAAAAACCw/zrvOpDnU6mc/s320/%E2%99%A5%27s031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344947848530711298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Missing (L's) right now. I'm sorry, I don't know what answer should i ever give you. I really loves you, but I'm scared of days like hell after that :D But, i'm still looking forward to see you everytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working is totally super tough these days, almost slog my life out. Been so so so tired, sleeping late. Due to watching shows, i'm so in love. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(L's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-679816691102605575?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/679816691102605575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=679816691102605575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/679816691102605575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/679816691102605575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/06/cheeky-smile-d.html' title='Cheeky smile :D'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Si0Rv96pUwI/AAAAAAAACCw/zrvOpDnU6mc/s72-c/%E2%99%A5%27s031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-4545035034853713254</id><published>2009-05-27T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:55:31.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushed by your love :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sh0Ye6xzqII/AAAAAAAACBo/z_6_99oHyzY/s1600-h/WeiLi+D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sh0Ye6xzqII/AAAAAAAACBo/z_6_99oHyzY/s320/WeiLi+D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340451652584581250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super duper lazy to do update these days. Two more days to the start of holiday, tomorrow will be dumpling festival &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;( If i'm not wrong)&lt;/span&gt;. Of course&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; the food mummy cooked is still the best.&lt;/span&gt; :D I'm so in love with the new burger from MosBurger, I think it's called the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;triple prawn burger&lt;/span&gt;. Forgotten, It'll be out tomorrow at BukitPanjang's MosBurger outlet. Hahas, gonna some buy for my family. Hadn't finish taking those results, wasn't satisfied with the result anyway. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saw&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; him&lt;/span&gt; quite alot of time this few week, you know I miss you alot. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'll be back posting, someday when I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-4545035034853713254?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/4545035034853713254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=4545035034853713254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4545035034853713254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4545035034853713254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/05/crushed-by-your-love-d.html' title='Crushed by your love :D'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sh0Ye6xzqII/AAAAAAAACBo/z_6_99oHyzY/s72-c/WeiLi+D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-776767841477476459</id><published>2009-05-18T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:23:34.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm your experimental game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/ShFdiJbGVnI/AAAAAAAACA8/Whg45VRFhdE/s1600-h/DSC00792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/ShFdiJbGVnI/AAAAAAAACA8/Whg45VRFhdE/s320/DSC00792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337149874637264498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can hinder or control the firm resolve of a determined soul. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of a free kid, E-learning day rocks. No school for today. From saturday till now, play hard &amp;amp; work hard. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Backfired.&lt;/span&gt; Days ahead is tough, result will be out soon. What the hell will be happening? Unpredictable D:  Play days, hope everythings goes well. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember those times, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-776767841477476459?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/776767841477476459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=776767841477476459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/776767841477476459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/776767841477476459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-your-experimental-game.html' title='I&apos;m your experimental game.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/ShFdiJbGVnI/AAAAAAAACA8/Whg45VRFhdE/s72-c/DSC00792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-317214981247603538</id><published>2009-05-11T20:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:59:11.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahlian Era.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SggWrPMyP3I/AAAAAAAAB_c/gWCq5LPe74s/s1600-h/04052008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SggWrPMyP3I/AAAAAAAAB_c/gWCq5LPe74s/s320/04052008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334538690690695026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Is this over now? ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmmms, knock 6 more papers. Happ&lt;/span&gt;y kid soon.&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper, was in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;No use harping over something that had been done!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta workhard. All these is about words.&lt;br /&gt;After this Friday, somehow gonna be like a free kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO MANY AHLIAN IN THIS ERA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder it's always falling apart, like how worldwars exist.&lt;br /&gt;Mistrust right?.. Suspicion, hmmms. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Propaganda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, seriously should learn to get a life. Madzxzxzx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-317214981247603538?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/317214981247603538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=317214981247603538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/317214981247603538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/317214981247603538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahlian-era.html' title='Ahlian Era.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SggWrPMyP3I/AAAAAAAAB_c/gWCq5LPe74s/s72-c/04052008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-5043953414529977565</id><published>2009-04-30T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:12:51.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The smell of rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The unforgettable smell of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery. Her husband, David, held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR7FVG0s2I/AAAAAAAABFg/cwMB-bsJubQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329019590581465954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR7FVG0s2I/AAAAAAAABFg/cwMB-bsJubQ/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. &lt;em&gt;Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I don't think she's going to make it,"&lt;/span&gt; he said, as kindly as he could."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR7FfkHfXI/AAAAAAAABFY/mZDwmH57dmI/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329019593388686706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR7FfkHfXI/AAAAAAAABFY/mZDwmH57dmI/s400/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR7FZ5T_uI/AAAAAAAABFQ/z4ScbXxluts/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329019591866973922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR7FZ5T_uI/AAAAAAAABFQ/z4ScbXxluts/s400/3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR7FGQnL4I/AAAAAAAABFI/C1eY1I8tm8I/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329019586595991426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR7FGQnL4I/AAAAAAAABFI/C1eY1I8tm8I/s400/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6ukkESQI/AAAAAAAABFA/53EhSwuBrn4/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329019199593662722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6ukkESQI/AAAAAAAABFA/53EhSwuBrn4/s400/5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"No! No!"&lt;/span&gt; was all Diana could say.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6utsPJAI/AAAAAAAABE4/2gULxjXAiwg/s1600-h/6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329019202043847682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6utsPJAI/AAAAAAAABE4/2gULxjXAiwg/s400/6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6uQjXG6I/AAAAAAAABEw/V4GQBH1-8QM/s1600-h/7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329019194221992866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6uQjXG6I/AAAAAAAABEw/V4GQBH1-8QM/s400/7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; All they could do, as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6ueEJl8I/AAAAAAAABEo/yhY_N7KCXL0/s1600-h/8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329019197849180098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6ueEJl8I/AAAAAAAABEo/yhY_N7KCXL0/s400/8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6uVVkKpI/AAAAAAAABEg/2Q2XVFSCoX0/s1600-h/9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329019195506305682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6uVVkKpI/AAAAAAAABEg/2Q2XVFSCoX0/s400/9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6d1zNZSI/AAAAAAAABEY/DldM3k1ZY1Y/s1600-h/10.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329018912162800930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6d1zNZSI/AAAAAAAABEY/DldM3k1ZY1Y/s400/10.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6dp3duYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/RDXxssSgRm4/s1600-h/11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329018908959422850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6dp3duYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/RDXxssSgRm4/s400/11.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; At last, when Dana turned two months old. her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6dtVGwKI/AAAAAAAABEI/mh5Lp70o4Hk/s1600-h/12.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329018909889052834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6dtVGwKI/AAAAAAAABEI/mh5Lp70o4Hk/s400/12.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6dj_ZxaI/AAAAAAAABEA/nSmvepLuw28/s1600-h/13.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329018907382105506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6dj_ZxaI/AAAAAAAABEA/nSmvepLuw28/s400/13.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329018905307243298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6dcQt4yI/AAAAAAAABD4/Ho0z3zHoT9w/s400/14.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life.She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the end of her story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6QxnZo5I/AAAAAAAABDw/MzIVydNSxm8/s1600-h/15.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329018687701230482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6QxnZo5I/AAAAAAAABDw/MzIVydNSxm8/s400/15.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6Q5tjn3I/AAAAAAAABDo/K1_y5oVhExA/s1600-h/16.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329018689874534258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 70px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6Q5tjn3I/AAAAAAAABDo/K1_y5oVhExA/s400/16.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing. As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent . Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked, "Do you smell that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6QlqP_kI/AAAAAAAABDg/FWUKfWHcXkM/s1600-h/17.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329018684491955778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6QlqP_kI/AAAAAAAABDg/FWUKfWHcXkM/s400/17.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain." Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?" Once again, her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain." Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, "No, it smells like Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6QvtFkhI/AAAAAAAABDY/BvEkAy_yWKY/s1600-h/18.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329018687188210194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6QvtFkhI/AAAAAAAABDY/BvEkAy_yWKY/s400/18.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest." Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children. Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6QeBnGVI/AAAAAAAABDQ/5gmKzG4CFxc/s1600-h/19.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329018682442455378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR6QeBnGVI/AAAAAAAABDQ/5gmKzG4CFxc/s400/19.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well .This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven, He saw me, and He asked: "My child, what is your greatest wish for today?" I responded: "Lord please, take care of the person who is reading this message, their family and their special friends. They deserve it and I love them very much" The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its beginning, but not its end.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Isn't it miracle? This story is so touching which melts my heart :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-5043953414529977565?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/5043953414529977565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=5043953414529977565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5043953414529977565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5043953414529977565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/04/smell-of-rain.html' title='The smell of rain.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOg01T_Igkg/SfR7FVG0s2I/AAAAAAAABFg/cwMB-bsJubQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-5640131791254393064</id><published>2009-04-01T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:19:40.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paparazzi :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SdNeveDddcI/AAAAAAAAB9M/c632lMIgGhk/s1600-h/%E2%99%A5%27weili.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319699754469127618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SdNeveDddcI/AAAAAAAAB9M/c632lMIgGhk/s320/%E2%99%A5%27weili.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First day of april :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;which mean april fool day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Going madddzxzxzx, y'know y'know. MADZXZXZ :D I'm just trying to update for the sake of updating, whoa. Alright, aprilfool y'know?! But, i'm still updating for the sake of updating, smile kay. Ohyeahs, i'm having headaches on what to say uhs. Hmmmms, everything's fineee, even if it's not, it'll be fine. Someday. :DD Helloshellos, i don't know what to type now. Everything is so personal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;amp;bye, luvz.&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/436828752837097408-5640131791254393064?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/5640131791254393064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=5640131791254393064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5640131791254393064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5640131791254393064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/04/paparazzi-d.html' title='Paparazzi :D'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SdNeveDddcI/AAAAAAAAB9M/c632lMIgGhk/s72-c/%E2%99%A5%27weili.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-1657679773301397787</id><published>2009-03-22T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:56:39.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>昨天是恋人, 今天说分手就分手.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/ScZPc9wXNDI/AAAAAAAAB8k/HhkV-91ZFFA/s1600-h/%E2%99%A5%27s001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316023769189790770" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/ScZPc9wXNDI/AAAAAAAAB8k/HhkV-91ZFFA/s320/%E2%99%A5%27s001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I didn't forget today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Someone's birthday, if he's gonna read my blog. Which i guess never on this post lurhs, (: Happy birthday :D Everyday is a tiring day, so far so bad. Had oil scalded on my finger while working, which is freaking terrible. Pain+pain. ); Damn sad luhs. Now, there's a little problem for me to type. Therefore, stop until here only(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;amp;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Although, i know there's nothing more now. I've seem through you, it's isn't something so easy to forget.? Maybe for you, you can. But, i know i can't. ;D    iloveyou, yet you love her. ):&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;没想过你会离开我.  当我发现你不在爱我的那天，我知道你爱上另个她&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/436828752837097408-1657679773301397787?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/1657679773301397787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=1657679773301397787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1657679773301397787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/1657679773301397787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_22.html' title='昨天是恋人, 今天说分手就分手.'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/ScZPc9wXNDI/AAAAAAAAB8k/HhkV-91ZFFA/s72-c/%E2%99%A5%27s001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-947649731615063332</id><published>2009-03-21T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:47:17.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱得太迟</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/ScTxCDaOqHI/AAAAAAAAB8c/94KE5yb-xBk/s1600-h/%E2%99%A5%27s003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315638477781379186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/ScTxCDaOqHI/AAAAAAAAB8c/94KE5yb-xBk/s320/%E2%99%A5%27s003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alright, for like &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; man.! That i've the time to blog now, for now i've nothing in my mind of what to write. I don't have any energy to even think, i'm getting really lazy, it's not that i wanted. No choice, b'cos that's what tiredness cause.  But still, it's like freaking rare that i'll blog, therefore someone(JasminLim) complained, and keep requesting for me to post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Yesterday night, while i was using the computer, i came across someone's blog man.! &amp;amp; i was laughing my ass out alright, i never imagine someone like him will ever have a blog man. But, i can't read on anymore, b'cos it's just plain boring. Alrght, i know i'm in no place to insult/comment, b'cos my blog isn't interesting either. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&amp;amp; for like, why isn't the timetable out yet when they say friday night? Bigtime LIAR, sighs. Been wasting most of my time just looking for that timetable, thanks god i still have a brother. Which might have some clues? It's always better than nothing right? :D wakakas, tryinghard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;There's so many birthday's on march, why uhs? Ohohoh, happy birthday march's baby(:   I've to do other things alrd, so shall post &lt;em&gt;next time&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P/s;  i don't know how long will be my next time be.&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/436828752837097408-947649731615063332?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/947649731615063332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=947649731615063332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/947649731615063332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/947649731615063332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_21.html' title='爱得太迟'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/ScTxCDaOqHI/AAAAAAAAB8c/94KE5yb-xBk/s72-c/%E2%99%A5%27s003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-6192585916908836765</id><published>2009-03-10T21:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:15:22.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>来不及了</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SbZl31O74aI/AAAAAAAAB60/LCaiQGOWUqY/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311544820387013026" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SbZl31O74aI/AAAAAAAAB60/LCaiQGOWUqY/s320/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This shouldn't be the case, so much i wanted to tell you. You won't understand, b'cos no one tends to isn't? ;D What's first? Hahas, thou i'm unhappy. All that i wanted, you to be happy alright. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The past was erased, the erasure was forgotten, the lie became truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div id="hf4oAwFI" title="U2FsdGVkX1+KD8Y77oGLMYDVZiaSPFG1x+gievAssJPgzi5XIe/HdD6qTTcnsg78LhNpuujTSPC8CwaNeQJ46j2tmOprGElHMr8T3OLLQmXiSj1ersGnnoEZphg1yBsmNHanIaq7DlRQiQwWyk9hpngxgZuocTHX3RfqtlwK29UBREVa64GVYOf1tsbArebycsWplRShWyy++auuSbar1e8njXoBWLpAdMnnNXXd9TbCxfAgaU5Ut5UZfL+HyTliP+10Toz+lKdRQcX7lxWjb5OCbHWy9lygnd5+WBa1yczINdyykprDnPweRq4bhx4qL8rq8SGB5CKuHUyPmgmC5ObjrQwB+RdpYUqZAYTgWs9n4/6gmzSVURAimlyQE2zHhGPm2/TfYOz5MMm8gOq1wX6vTbjvgNf7puoxDzg98EHHiXdtgU8NQVuB9hAWwt5Nw/uOXw58G/Iat+PG4mwTQA=="&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:decryptText('hf4oAwFI')"&gt;Luv,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/436828752837097408-6192585916908836765?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/6192585916908836765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=6192585916908836765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6192585916908836765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6192585916908836765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_10.html' title='来不及了'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SbZl31O74aI/AAAAAAAAB60/LCaiQGOWUqY/s72-c/Image039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-2799258307066704517</id><published>2009-03-08T21:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:36:00.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When its daybreak,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SbPEUSkd8xI/AAAAAAAAB6c/oHadHvy42g8/s1600-h/07032009627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310804238461170450" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SbPEUSkd8xI/AAAAAAAAB6c/oHadHvy42g8/s320/07032009627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm proud of myself,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh, i'm purely just bored. Not really proud, yet disappointed alright?! So many things happened, &amp;amp; i wasn't really happy. Alright, test results are coming out, glad to be not excited + not happy = no mood. They're like equations, hmmmms, hope things turn out right. :D &lt;strong&gt;Bi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div id="mRxRX2mn" title="U2FsdGVkX19zKjVZsw80pFFYnbgPBEbDrBOim0GDoUxhipLaBWg9AxUtWbutHxkoLqU2ZysMIT/RB9MzSTYTClG5XnoIqoox+KBzby0NxxGBg5Um062lFF4tRui41iidXtTRvjLUxoSmb5qkgdvytLMXKmaBThSxIoVpBl/xS1J4CqrzZoCUApuicvF4oKKNzWmaGyKT1RzWFrXX04GMdJbBzW6OrZZmO/frTseOfFcCWvm7ilStpBpfBoGaOp19PfI/FoB4oGfR2urX9+Vb5rzsd5PhBa0qbnOW0YbymAro/H4FEVaqW13gSgtLqoHIlhMmrfBoKAlZmYUjAykud2DsnlgBwIfny0+2AoBuQPG7yIhXVOMrZ7rqSVFKSbM81YjtuePpilMaSv03hDTlP7GLAoAgKv13Ms/Ao+NLsIs="&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:decryptText('mRxRX2mn')"&gt;Luv,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-2799258307066704517?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/2799258307066704517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=2799258307066704517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2799258307066704517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/2799258307066704517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-its-daybreak.html' title='When its daybreak,'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SbPEUSkd8xI/AAAAAAAAB6c/oHadHvy42g8/s72-c/07032009627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-6094827791901675310</id><published>2009-03-03T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:28:45.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I always have love for ♥cwk's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sa0tRtPToYI/AAAAAAAAB5M/o5h9PTu4W6Y/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308949317964505474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sa0tRtPToYI/AAAAAAAAB5M/o5h9PTu4W6Y/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess, i was just too afraid to lose you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i guess i've been growing fatter and fatter. Ofcourse, even chubbier. :D &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;( Alright, self-console. )&lt;/span&gt; Tml will be the last paper alrd, i know for this CT1, confirm is CMI(cannot make it ). Wells, i know it better uhs. Don't say i'm silly, don't say i think too much ;/ It's all because of you still. So sudden :D Love, i miss you so much lahhhhs. No matter how much people discriminate you about, you don't even how you leyys. (: I trust you, i know i should. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blahs, deardear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not every princess lives in a castle,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-6094827791901675310?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/6094827791901675310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=6094827791901675310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6094827791901675310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/6094827791901675310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-always-have-love-for-cwks.html' title='I always have love for ♥cwk&apos;s'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/Sa0tRtPToYI/AAAAAAAAB5M/o5h9PTu4W6Y/s72-c/Image040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-4101649057089893256</id><published>2009-03-02T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:50:00.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many times,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SaviQcZh8zI/AAAAAAAAB4k/9i_V3yWGGaM/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308585357915321138" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SaviQcZh8zI/AAAAAAAAB4k/9i_V3yWGGaM/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ i know i don't look nice here. }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Blahs, really bored right now. l= Two more exams to go, countdown?! Duhs, faster finish, better(: hmmmmms, ohohohoh. I don't wish to flunk my test, but i can't help. Sighs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-4101649057089893256?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/4101649057089893256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=4101649057089893256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4101649057089893256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4101649057089893256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/03/many-times.html' title='Many times,'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SaviQcZh8zI/AAAAAAAAB4k/9i_V3yWGGaM/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-6094399502959270876</id><published>2009-03-01T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:04:13.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308217489595451506" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SaqTrsHaSHI/AAAAAAAAB4U/aR69N7I4Rfw/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know i look like some aunty in this picture, its alright(; I can almost curse and swear alrd, simply b'cos its only commontest 1, and somehow i just flunk all the test. All i can do now is sitdown and pray, hope it works. I did studyhard, some did went into my mind. Many didn't went into my pathetic brain, alright. No use crying over spilled milk right? Gonna study double hard asap, and get back for my POA or i'll cry even muchzxzxz. 3 more test to go, *Prayhard*   ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;up(s) &amp;amp; down(s) in my life, ♥CWK.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999999;"&gt;- I know it in my heart that whose the best, baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999999;"&gt;is this gonna last? &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/436828752837097408-6094399502959270876?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SaqTrsHaSHI/AAAAAAAAB4U/aR69N7I4Rfw/s72-c/Image017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-5777273299041301703</id><published>2009-02-22T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:27:05.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SaFNt5hhh-I/AAAAAAAAB2s/TN34Nl-w6ag/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305607286950037474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SaFNt5hhh-I/AAAAAAAAB2s/TN34Nl-w6ag/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-STYLE: italic" align="center"&gt;Sadness engulfs me I feel all is lost,&lt;br /&gt;Did I come on to strong?&lt;br /&gt;You said we were lovers in my heart I felt it.&lt;br /&gt;Is your silence to punish me?&lt;br /&gt;I see you in my life as a part of hope.&lt;br /&gt;Should I lose my faith in you?&lt;br /&gt;In this emotional battle for love, respect, devotion.&lt;br /&gt;Is this a game where people get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Open me up so I can lose complete control.&lt;br /&gt;Should I guard well to keep you at bay?&lt;br /&gt;The tears I cry today can fill an ocean.&lt;br /&gt;Do I hide my tears from you?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling you near is never enough to satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;Should I want more for you and I?&lt;br /&gt;So much confusion play on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Are you there or just a fantasy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things were simple and I was yours and you mine&lt;br /&gt;That was my happiest time with you&lt;br /&gt;So uncomplicated, so pure, so so real&lt;br /&gt;I know I had to decide which way to go&lt;br /&gt;And if it was that easy for me I would have know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Torn between the love of my life and my special gift from above&lt;br /&gt;But you decided for me&lt;br /&gt;You had no faith in us or me&lt;br /&gt;It so easy for you to tossed me aside when you had to decide&lt;br /&gt;What does that tell me?&lt;br /&gt;That you never loved me the way you said&lt;br /&gt;You will never know how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a player of words like you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I had never showed you how much I cared&lt;br /&gt;And that I’m guilty of&lt;br /&gt;You said you want me to be myself&lt;br /&gt;But you tried to make me like you&lt;br /&gt;Make me love you the way you wanted me too&lt;br /&gt;Make me say things what you wanted to hear&lt;br /&gt;Make me do things you wanted me to do&lt;br /&gt;And that I can never be except if I loose myself&lt;br /&gt;My love how ever precious was never good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;You should have appreciated it and look after it&lt;br /&gt;And in time you would have seen what you were longing for&lt;br /&gt;Forever and a day&lt;br /&gt;But instead you left&lt;br /&gt;I realize now you had time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I never knew it was for the last time&lt;br /&gt;Even that you have taken away from me&lt;br /&gt;I had never a chance to be with you forever&lt;br /&gt;You decided that right from the start&lt;br /&gt;You written that in the stars&lt;br /&gt;And make me believe you loved me&lt;br /&gt;Make me believed it was forever&lt;br /&gt;Make me believed it was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;I’m a big fool to believed&lt;br /&gt;I realized when I make my choice coming in Feb&lt;br /&gt;I might have been the loser for choosing you&lt;br /&gt;Because you never loved me&lt;br /&gt;You just keep on leaving me&lt;br /&gt;I can’t pick up the pieces every time you go&lt;br /&gt;Ones heart, body and soul can just take so much&lt;br /&gt;You were and will always be&lt;br /&gt;The bigger part of me&lt;br /&gt;The colours in my day&lt;br /&gt;The laughter in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;The smile on my lips&lt;br /&gt;The love in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Forever and a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Te Quiero, the brightest star in the sky. :]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SaFNt37mwPI/AAAAAAAAB2k/yp6_gzk7Z-8/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305607286522560754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SaFNt37mwPI/AAAAAAAAB2k/yp6_gzk7Z-8/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;It's impossible to understand what's going through a guy's heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I just can't understand the ways of all the men and their mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You give them all your heart and then they rip it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You told me how much you loved me and how our love was meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And I believed in you, I thought that you would set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You should've just told me the truth that I wasn't the girl for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Still, I didn't have a clue, so my heart depended on you, whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Although I'll say I hate you now, though I'll shout and curse you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I'll always have love for you, because I am a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Been told a man will leave you cold, get sick of you and bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I know that it's no lie, I gave my all, still I just cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Never again will I be fooled to give my all when nothing's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I won't be played again but I will fall in love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You took advantage of my willingness to do anything for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Now I'm the only one in pain, will you please take it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Never thought being born a girl, how I can love you and be burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And now I will build a wall to never get torn again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I loved you so, now you leave me in the cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;How could this be, I thought that you'd only love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Into the night, I will pray that you're alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You hurt me so, I just can't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Crushed, by the sweetest lips I've never kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And your fingertips and the warmest touch that I've always missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Crushed, by the softest hands I've never held&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Probably never tell, you're the strongest love that I've ever felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Crushed, that I haven't ever let you know how it always goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;'Cause I lose my nerve whenever you get close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And so I'm left, short of breath with that heavy feeling in my chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Baby, I'm so crushed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tell me it's not gonna take this long to forget you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-5777273299041301703?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/5777273299041301703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=5777273299041301703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5777273299041301703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/5777273299041301703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/02/over-you.html' title='Over you,'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SaFNt5hhh-I/AAAAAAAAB2s/TN34Nl-w6ag/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-4093712144923912204</id><published>2009-02-18T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:51:18.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses are red,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SZwRR-P5dAI/AAAAAAAAB2E/lp5j0GO20wo/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304133461600728066" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SZwRR-P5dAI/AAAAAAAAB2E/lp5j0GO20wo/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;/- For i'll use my life in exchange for yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you still remember me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everything's alright, no worries lahs (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wish me all the best (;&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/436828752837097408-4093712144923912204?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/4093712144923912204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=4093712144923912204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4093712144923912204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/4093712144923912204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/02/roses-are-red.html' title='Roses are red,'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/SZwRR-P5dAI/AAAAAAAAB2E/lp5j0GO20wo/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436828752837097408.post-36482412795103073</id><published>2009-02-15T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:36:16.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hang on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a news for myself, i'm not gonna share. ); B'cos it hurts me lahhhhs. I'm not concern abt the one i'm begging. Its the one tht i didn't even dare to mention, he's in my heart y'know? How terrible i'll feel? Nahs, boy i know you don't even care now right? I wanted to tell you alot of things, but i knw you'll find my noisy now. You &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;use&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to love me, you told me. But, now you &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. i'm filling myself w worries and you. );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll never ever read this, although you know my bloglink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436828752837097408-36482412795103073?l=imyourluvz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/feeds/36482412795103073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436828752837097408&amp;postID=36482412795103073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/36482412795103073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436828752837097408/posts/default/36482412795103073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imyourluvz.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes.html' title='sometimes,'/><author><name>W.eiLi :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07522396247024759790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZedH3DmDnp8/TEHLA-Yp4wI/AAAAAAAADFY/WIh2tV7JdSM/S220/Image0963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
