<?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-7037024129282974075</id><updated>2011-08-03T05:35:22.700-07:00</updated><category term='love thoughts'/><category term='quickies'/><category term='movie mania'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><category term='soo in love with music'/><category term='picture perfect'/><category term='my life my story'/><category term='i am looneyy in da head ;p'/><category term='me and mahh fwenz'/><category term='camping'/><category term='been given hell'/><category term='not-so-ordinary'/><category term='family love'/><category term='weird O.O'/><title type='text'>her diary opened for the world to see</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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RIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-5991353830589107050?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5991353830589107050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/everything-i-didi-did-for-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/5991353830589107050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/5991353830589107050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/everything-i-didi-did-for-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-4895298520190252375</id><published>2010-10-27T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:12:02.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to scream that I don't love you,&lt;br /&gt;the way you threw those four words at me,&lt;br /&gt;like spit flying from your mouth that hit me in the face,&lt;br /&gt;the words struck my heart like a lightning blot hitting a tree and setting it on fire.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say I'm over you,&lt;br /&gt;the way you are,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;And I doubt I ever will be.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-3445703561339652390</id><published>2010-10-21T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T06:39:03.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>broken hearts.</title><content type='html'>I never knew a broken heart could hurt this much.&lt;br /&gt;He says it's over,but why don't I feel that way?&lt;br /&gt;Is it so much to ask,forgiveness?&lt;br /&gt;Crying solves nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just staring at blankness.&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Just lying there.&lt;br /&gt;Filling others' minds with lies that I'm okay,that I'm just stressed over exams.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand lying anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking down,but you don't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I only have myself to blame.&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who started the mess.&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who broke your heart first.&lt;br /&gt;And ended up breaking mine even more.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-3445703561339652390?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3445703561339652390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/broken-hearts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;多想心别再想他了。&lt;br /&gt;多想眼泪不再为他而掉。&lt;br /&gt;多想爱情可以简单些。&lt;br /&gt;多想放弃了，不爱了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-8659250837865391358?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8659250837865391358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/8659250837865391358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/8659250837865391358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='很想很想'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-5701570926395631170</id><published>2009-12-14T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T10:05:13.758-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='been given hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><title type='text'>&lt;/3</title><content type='html'>...And the loneliness creeps in again,covering me in scars,tearing old scars open again. I wish I could say I am strong,like the person I'm always telling my friends in distress they should be.But I'm not.But I have no strength left to muster up my courage to tell him the words and thoughts I have left unsaid. And I suppose it's best for it to stay that way. Avoidance is just cowardly. But what can I do,when I no longer have the will to stand my ground and pretend nothing ever happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once a cutter in Form2,self-destruction was my friend and my soothing companion. But I don't want to do that anymore. Another but,I don't know what I want to do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be like you,saying the same things that you said to me,perhaps then the pain wouldn't be so crude,so harsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say I don't understand you. I gotta admit that that is true. But when I say you don't understand me,I don't think you think so. What do you know about me? You know my past,my present,my secrets,my likes&amp;hates. But you don't know how crushed I'm emotionally feeling right now.Crush,NOT as in David Archuleta's song - Crush; crushed as in heart shattered into little pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not what you did that crushed me. It was what you said after what you did. I don't care what you did,but what you said was just hurtful. You should have thought about it before I got attached. Before I even thought you were serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy for me,you know that. But you don't know how I felt and have been feeling for this past week. I want this to be over,all the pain. But how can I,when you're my best friend,my personal sun when it's raining??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say I don't mind. But I do. And it's killing me from within. &lt;/3 I wanted it to be real for a while and not just a dream that I had to wake up from so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a dream that I woke up from. Now it is a nightmare I'm living with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a story in her eyes,lullabies and goodbyes. When she's looking back at me,I can tell her heart is broken easily." - Britney Spears,Girl in The Mirror. But I suppose it's impossible for you to realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And I wish there was something I could do" - also from the forementioned artist and song. This one's for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-5701570926395631170?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5701570926395631170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/5701570926395631170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/5701570926395631170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/3.html' title='&lt;/3'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-2738806858577082240</id><published>2009-12-06T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:48:58.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two breaths and thirty presses,must do five sets. CPR for my poor temporarily dead blog. So I now revive it with a li'l something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got mahh new lappy~!! Acer Aspire 4736G &lt;3 It's so beautiful. I'm in love. Teehee~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming soon!! =D And I'm really hoping to attend the Church Service on Christmas Eve at St.Joseph Church. Big surprise to anyone?? =P I've grown attached to the Catholic Church &lt;3 But I'm not expecting any presents anymore this year. My dad just gave me the greatest gift of all,my new lappy~!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am waiting so so soooo anxiously for the NS namelist to come out soon.I've got my excuse ready and done to say that I can't go. For those of you who may know me,probably would think it was cuz of my sickness in school. But tahaa~!! again!! XD Part of the excuse is that,but there's a bigger picture. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the Law Course about two weeks ago.Was so damn boring!!And I went alone T.T =( But soon,I'm gonna be hitting the road with the blue Suzuki my bro left on the porch for the last (How many months has he been gone??dunno~ XP).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lots of tuition in November and the first week of December,I am finally free from everything except RC stuff ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,I've got nothing to say. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-2738806858577082240?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2738806858577082240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-breaths-and-thirty-pressesmust-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/2738806858577082240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/2738806858577082240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-breaths-and-thirty-pressesmust-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-1255434248021282143</id><published>2009-08-22T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:41:57.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie mania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not-so-ordinary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me and mahh fwenz'/><title type='text'>On His Majesty's Secret Service</title><content type='html'>Finally went to watch a movie for the first time in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/So_y17SjU4I/AAAAAAAAA9A/SsFXKL0Xmtg/s1600-h/6_1_ce620ab812abe60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/So_y17SjU4I/AAAAAAAAA9A/SsFXKL0Xmtg/s320/6_1_ce620ab812abe60.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372779888738784130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious.I just loved Royal Dog.He's stupid when he does kung-fu,but smart in IQ.Honestly,you gotta admit that there are people like that.Woohoo~!!But the effects were really fake. =.= The cold jokes were fine.I was laughing my ass off =D If you've had a bad day and need a laugh,just go for it ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie,I had to walk over to Tun Jugah to go reload my phone but it rained and I was wearing  white shirt =.= So I rushed to the nearest place,HILTON HOTEL,wet hair and all.And everyone kept glaring at me. What? Can't you tell when a girl's just plain innocent finding a phone to use? I wasn't doing anything wrong.I was just trying to look insignificant,innocent and casual.But everyone just had to stare at me till I stormed out of the place.Stop looking at me =__=||| Honestly,I ask you!It was raining!Is it so wrong to go to a nearby five star hotel for shelter? Anyways,back to the story. The payphone there was out of service,so I had to go into the rain again to Seven Eleven.After I had bought a pin code for reloading my phone,my phone malfunctioned and I couldn't get the *,# and 8 to work.So I had to walk in and out of the shop till one of the workers borrowed me his mobile. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya,and I fell alseep for three hours straight as soon as I got home. =.= How can watching a movie get so tiring?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-1255434248021282143?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1255434248021282143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-his-majestys-secret-service.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/1255434248021282143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/1255434248021282143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-his-majestys-secret-service.html' title='On His Majesty&apos;s Secret Service'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/So_y17SjU4I/AAAAAAAAA9A/SsFXKL0Xmtg/s72-c/6_1_ce620ab812abe60.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-7213314801767897967</id><published>2009-08-21T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:32:49.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soo in love with music'/><title type='text'>i wanted you.</title><content type='html'>I have found a lovely &lt;s&gt;drug&lt;/s&gt; song to be addicted to.Ina's "&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanted you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;" has really got me going.I've been listening to it for a whole week,everyday,repeatedly and I'm still not sick of it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been thinking about what I can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been stressing to fall back in love with you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm so sorry that I couldn't follow through&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't go on this way. I've gotta stop it babe&lt;br /&gt;You've been wonderful in all that you can be&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts when you say that you understand me&lt;br /&gt;So believe me. I, I am sorry, I, I am sorry, I, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanted you to be there when I fall&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to see me through it all&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to be the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you, I wanted you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to hold me in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to show me what I need&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to know just how down deep&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you, I wanted you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pushing hard to open up the door&lt;br /&gt;Trying to take us back to where we were before&lt;br /&gt;But I'm done. I just can't do this anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Cuz we can't be mended&lt;/b&gt;, so let's stop pretending now&lt;br /&gt;We've been walking around in circles for some time&lt;br /&gt;And I think we should &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;head for the finish line&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So believe me. I, I am sorry, I, I am sorry, I, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to be there when I fall&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to see me through it all&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to be the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you, I wanted you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to hold me in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to show me what I need&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to know just how down deep&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you, I wanted you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I.. I'm so sorry baby&lt;br /&gt;But I, I.. I gotta pack up and leave&lt;br /&gt;But I, I'll always remember how we came close&lt;br /&gt;..to being how I wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you baby&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to be there when I fall&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to see me through it all&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to be the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you, I wanted you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to hold me in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to show me what I need&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to know just how down deep&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you, I wanted you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-7213314801767897967?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7213314801767897967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wanted-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/7213314801767897967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/7213314801767897967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wanted-you.html' title='i wanted you.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-2889543490994252537</id><published>2009-08-17T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T07:03:27.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='been given hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><title type='text'>liars.pffft.</title><content type='html'>I should have known it was all too good to be true.Why lie into my face?Why can't you spit the truth straight into my face?I can't stand liars.Is this what you consider,I dunu what better word to use,FUN??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-2889543490994252537?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2889543490994252537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/liarspffft.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/2889543490994252537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/2889543490994252537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/liarspffft.html' title='liars.pffft.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-8745930216404186568</id><published>2009-08-15T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T03:23:15.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='been given hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><title type='text'>drama failure.</title><content type='html'>I will forgive you and forget this chaotic &lt;s&gt;day&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;week&lt;/s&gt; procedure and result.And you'd better appreciate I didn't scream and slap you today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-8745930216404186568?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8745930216404186568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/drama-failure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/8745930216404186568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/8745930216404186568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/drama-failure.html' title='drama failure.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-5461536425806822726</id><published>2009-08-14T07:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T07:17:48.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickies'/><title type='text'>stressed out! time out!</title><content type='html'>Happy B-day to my darling brother,Chiew.But he doesn't appreciate anything from me anyways. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my see-red-day.I was so frustrated and angry,I could have exploded.Actually,I did explode for a short period of time. =P It's been a long long long long long long time since I lost my temper.LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,at least we got A LITTLE BIT OF SOMETHING done. We might suck in the competition tomorrow,but we did everything last minute,so nothing-doing.I think I've gotten everything ready.I really hope I haven't forgotten any of the props and costumes. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so dang stressed,I think I might pass out any second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,gonna &lt;s&gt;kill&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;murder&lt;/s&gt; cut open the rabbit tomorrow for the bone sculpture project.I soooooo do not want to be there when it's sliced open and boiled,but I can't not be there T.T I think I'm gonna puke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-5461536425806822726?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5461536425806822726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/stressed-out-time-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/5461536425806822726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/5461536425806822726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/stressed-out-time-out.html' title='stressed out! time out!'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-5111010404481334685</id><published>2009-08-13T00:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:57:33.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='been given hell'/><title type='text'>ARRRGGGHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>UGH!!!! Haven't done anything today!! I am about to lose my temper,AGAIN. ='( I'm soooo not enjoying today.STRESSED OUT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-5111010404481334685?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5111010404481334685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/arrrggghhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/5111010404481334685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/5111010404481334685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/arrrggghhh.html' title='ARRRGGGHHH!!!'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-6926271829821127727</id><published>2009-08-12T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T07:35:58.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not-so-ordinary'/><title type='text'>drama preparation.</title><content type='html'>Phew,just finished rushing up a script for the Drama competition which is this Saturday.Wow!We haven't even rehearsed yet!I only just finished the script today,and cramped a few pieces of music into the background,hope the others will agree.Haven't got much time anyways.And coming up with a sudden new script,GOSH,I don't know how the others are gonna react. &gt;.&lt; Just gotta try our very best.I've spent a lot of time before the computer,typing and searching for songs to go along. Can't figure out what to use for the last piece though. Jay Chou's Dandelion's Promise? Ave Maria? Whitney Houston's I will always love you? Or MJ's You are not alone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow had sooooo NOT be a bad day.I'd be certain to lose my temper if anyone says it's crap.Cuz I've abandoned studying for my Bio exam tomorrow.And while the others are gonna have great results,I might just fail the paper. =.= Sure,I know that the play we're gonna do might not be as good as anything,but hey! It's just a try,and we don't get to do Oral exams too XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a busy day tomorrow.Staying at school to do the recording and stuff,and then going off to Dominic's place at 5 to rehearse till the depths of the night. O.O lmao.Hopefully not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-6926271829821127727?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6926271829821127727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/drama-preparation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/6926271829821127727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/6926271829821127727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/drama-preparation.html' title='drama preparation.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-1631882947665585830</id><published>2009-08-11T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T06:23:15.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><title type='text'>blank.</title><content type='html'>I don't know what's gotten into me lately. =(&lt;br /&gt;To be or not to be,that is the &lt;s&gt;frigging&lt;/s&gt; question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-1631882947665585830?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1631882947665585830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/blank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/1631882947665585830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/1631882947665585830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/blank.html' title='blank.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-8001536329106816497</id><published>2009-08-05T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:38:49.635-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not-so-ordinary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird O.O'/><title type='text'>H1N1</title><content type='html'>According to our school,if you have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.A temperature higher than 37.9 Celcius degrees&lt;br /&gt;2.Sore Throat&lt;br /&gt;3.Rapid and non-stop coughing&lt;br /&gt;4.Headache&lt;br /&gt;5.Aches in any part of the body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you may have one of the symptons of H1N1.You have to report to the Disciplinary Room and go home A.S.A.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?Last night we had rehearsal for the play-act we're gonna do this Saturday and since I was screaming and laughing so much,I got a sore throat and coughed a little.AND~!!!I had insomnia last night so I now have a blisterring headache.AND~!!!I always get aches in my whole body when I don't sleep enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 4 out of the 5 symptons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did the lovely people of school tell me to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go home and stay there =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with me T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh*~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am house-quarantined &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-8001536329106816497?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-2612139627795653954</id><published>2009-08-02T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T05:56:31.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><title type='text'>&gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>Decisions are hard to make at the mo'.&lt;br /&gt;Especially as the choices at hand are two of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it all so difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are my best friends.Both of them.&lt;br /&gt;And both of them asked the same question,in the same week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this will be over only when I make my final decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can our friendships survive it?&lt;div 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title='&gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-6801081423281972690</id><published>2009-07-28T06:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T06:56:06.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love thoughts'/><title type='text'>i miss him</title><content type='html'>I don't want this to be a fluke or a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I want your word that all this isn't a lie.&lt;br /&gt;But if it is,I wish you'd tell me sooner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-6801081423281972690?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6801081423281972690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-miss-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/6801081423281972690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/6801081423281972690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-miss-him.html' title='i miss him'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-72184861810568338</id><published>2009-07-26T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T07:32:14.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am looneyy in da head ;p'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family love'/><title type='text'>=______=||| Major sweat</title><content type='html'>So I had just gotten home,put all my new-bought books onto my desk.And after smsing a bit in my room,I got out and asked my bro for the computer.Then when he got up,I saw a familiar package in his hand.I asked him what book he bought,and he told me NEW MOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O____________________________________________O |||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like,I bought the same book too~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we started jabbering "What's wrong with you?" &amp; "You should have told me!" &amp; "You idiot!" =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-72184861810568338?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/72184861810568338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/major-sweat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/72184861810568338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/72184861810568338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/major-sweat.html' title='=______=||| Major sweat'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-3663006712081377593</id><published>2009-07-24T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T03:32:35.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am looneyy in da head ;p'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='been given hell'/><title type='text'>so much to do,so little time.</title><content type='html'>Soooo much to do, soooo little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch OBSESSED, HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE, ICE-AGE, DRAG ME TO HELL and TRANSFORMERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But meanwhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do FIVE different math exercises,finish a Biology experiment report,a Physics experiment report,a BM essay,Geography notes,Folio Pendidikan Moral,a new drama script ALL BEFORE MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to revise Chemistry Chapter 2 ~ 7(before Tuesday), Maths Chapter 5(Before Monday), Chinese translation(before Thursday) too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going crazy. T_______T I wanna watch Obsessed. I love Ali Latter and Beyonce Knowles. =) Ali for her brilliant acting skills,she was in Final Destination and the Heroes series.And I've always loved Beyonce's music.She's not bad in acting too.So hell yeah,I WANNA WATCH OBSESSED BUT STAR CINEPLEX HAVE ALREADY STOPPED PLAYING IT =( Big boo!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-3663006712081377593?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3663006712081377593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-much-to-doso-little-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/3663006712081377593'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><title type='text'>frustration.</title><content type='html'>Life gets so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First,I get sick for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;I see all the doctors.&lt;br /&gt;They can't find a reason.&lt;br /&gt;So what's the excuse to replace their shock that they failed to find something wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;They say I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I need PHSYCATRIST COUNSELLING CHECK-UP.&lt;br /&gt;=.= I feel depressed because I am misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second,I can't keep up with my work ever since I started having heart pains.&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't hurt for a stab second and go.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts till I have no energy left to even carry my own bag.&lt;br /&gt;And my parents are still convinced I don't have heart problems.&lt;br /&gt;They think it's stress and depression.&lt;br /&gt;They still think I should continue the monthly counselling sessions when I DON'T EVEN NEED THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third,I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth,I hate being shunted to one side.Not listened to.&lt;br /&gt;What is this,the nineteenth century?&lt;br /&gt;Where every adult's motto is "Children are seen,not heard" ??&lt;br /&gt;KIDS have FEELINGS too!!&lt;br /&gt;That's why they need to see bleeding psychologists because parents don't even listen to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth,Drama competition's next week and I've only finished half the script.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about rush-hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth,I miss Abi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventh,I miss Donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighth,I miss Mabz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninth,I miss going out.Hanging out with mahh gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenth,I'm sick of life.And I'm only sixteen =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustration is a dangerous serial killer in life. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-1238013472683395019?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1238013472683395019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/frustration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/1238013472683395019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/1238013472683395019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/frustration.html' title='frustration.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-630435041132474458</id><published>2009-07-19T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T05:09:10.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='been given hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><title type='text'>fed up.</title><content type='html'>I'm sick of life.And when I say sick,yes SICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SICK SICKO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't frigging know what the hell's wrong with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-447047211490144411</id><published>2009-07-03T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:43:32.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickies'/><title type='text'>this time it is a real quickie =D</title><content type='html'>Urrghhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off to Dominic's B-day part in another like,less than an hour.Gonna have to call up Bao Lun soon.Luckily he's 'hijacking' a.k.a. carpooling my car to go over to Min An Restaurant,cuz I don't frigging know where it is =.= Talk about being dramatic.I've lived in Kuching all my life and I don't even know where Ang Cheh Ho Road is,let alone Min Ann Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me stupid.Call me lame.Call me an idiot.But still,the best word to describe me : MORON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-447047211490144411?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/447047211490144411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-time-it-is-real-quickie-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/447047211490144411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/447047211490144411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-time-it-is-real-quickie-d.html' title='this time it is a real quickie =D'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-8971310100640119589</id><published>2009-07-01T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T07:29:22.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soo in love with music'/><title type='text'>be with you =)</title><content type='html'>Havent been blogging for such a long time.I seriously need a break.Homework and exams are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am curently so in love with this song.&lt;br /&gt;潘瑋柏 feat. Akon -Be With You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lsDUhHa5HVM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/lsDUhHa5HVM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akon singing English+Will Pan singing Chinese = Cute&lt;br /&gt;But the helicopter at the beginning of the MV is annoying. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-8971310100640119589?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8971310100640119589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/be-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/8971310100640119589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/8971310100640119589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/be-with-you.html' title='be with you =)'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-4758794508203716774</id><published>2009-06-21T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T06:56:27.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me and mahh fwenz'/><title type='text'>quickie,not so quick.</title><content type='html'>Phew,been soo busy for the past few days.So here's just a little quickie,cuz I'm tried and am ready for some shut eye. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. 19-06-2009.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Hilton for piano exam in the morning.Really freaked out!! O____O Was sooo dang nervous.But the examiner said I had a pretty dress.Aah,and yet my teacher was complaining that I wasn't exactly formal.I had no heels to match the dress so I took my sister's gold and dirty slippers.So not a fasionista. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exam,camwhored in the elevator and the toilet while waiting for my mum to pick me up.Lalalala~..Will update them pictass soon!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at half past twelve.Sat there and jabbered rubbish and gossip with Samuel,and listening to the others saying that the morning was terrible.A lot of people got hurt,needed lotsa Glucose and what not.NO KIDDING!!During my shift,quite a lot of people got cramps in their bodies,sprains,headaches,bruises and what not TOO.Jia Rong's injury was the worst.Gosh.A whole piece of flesh was missing and you could see the bone.And even a piece of wood went into the cut.I don't know how he managed to get hurt so badly,but it was scary.I could have died on the spot. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a bit sunburnt on the nose.And after doing our first aid job,we were asked to collect rubbish and bring the dustbins up to the school.I ask you =.= LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. 20-06-2009.&lt;br /&gt;After the first aid meeting,went to Kuching High's fair with PeiSan.It was soooo crowded.Met lots of my primary school friends.They've changed so much.They would call my name and I'll just smile at them,pretending I know them and take a sneak peek at their nametags then go,"Oh!!It's you!!" &gt;.&lt; What can I say??It's been four years,what. =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Hung Yee,Jacob and another guy from RC camp whose name I can't recall.And we stayed there till 4 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand it.A singer is human right?He's just like you and me.Why is it that&lt;br /&gt;1.He isn't so good looking.&lt;br /&gt;2.His singing is just average.&lt;br /&gt;...And yet everyone throws their faces at him,screaming and taking videos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But another guy who's just a regular student,&lt;br /&gt;1.He's good looking.&lt;br /&gt;2.He's got a great voice.&lt;br /&gt;3.He plays the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;...But nobody pays much attention to him??&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for him =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked off to Star to see what movie was playing.Jacob went home first. =( But there wasn't much movie at that time so we walked over to Life Cafe to eat dinner,at 5 o'clock =.= I kept using my new piggy-head stick to hit Hung Yee,and calling him a pig.LOL.And he kept taking my phone and hiding it.BELACAN KAMU!! =D So I took his wallet.I tell you,he didn't even notice his wallet was gone till I gave it back to him.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to Star,Pei San said that her mum didn't really allow her to watch a movie because she had been out for the whole day,so she went home too.AND THEN,the other two boys said they wanted to go off too,so only me and Hung Yee were left to watch "Night At The Museum 2".It was kinda awkward.But we kept joking about,so yeah,it was really quite OK to have him as company.JUST FRIENDS LAR OK?? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My quickie ain't so quick =.= I'm poofed.I need a break.Night night ya'll!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-4758794508203716774?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4758794508203716774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/quickienot-so-quick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/4758794508203716774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/4758794508203716774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/quickienot-so-quick.html' title='quickie,not so quick.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-2404844401273336026</id><published>2009-06-16T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T06:41:17.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><title type='text'>咳。</title><content type='html'>不知道为什么最近感到好烦，心很酸。我到底怎么了？？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-2404844401273336026?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2404844401273336026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/2404844401273336026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/2404844401273336026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='咳。'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-8146540841005698416</id><published>2009-06-14T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T06:09:21.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am looneyy in da head ;p'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><title type='text'>completely whacko.</title><content type='html'>Darn darn darn!!&lt;br /&gt;Results have come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;高一理科 &lt;br /&gt;华文 63 &lt;br /&gt;国文 54 &lt;br /&gt;英文 96 &lt;br /&gt;英文选 93 &lt;br /&gt;数学 52 &lt;br /&gt;地理 62 &lt;br /&gt;生物 42 &lt;br /&gt;化学 30 &lt;br /&gt;物理 42 &lt;br /&gt;电脑 52 &lt;br /&gt;体育  &lt;br /&gt;红新月会 60 &lt;br /&gt;实得分数 58 &lt;br /&gt;名次 0 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can it be!??I failed all my science sucjects!!I've never really been into sports,but no marks??As in - or 0?? T.T And what is 0 position?Does it mean that I'm in front of number1 or behind 31?? Or am I kicked out from class? =( I feel like a failure.I've never been more disappointed in myself.How am I supposed to face the teacher tomorrow,with my parents??HELP LAR~!!What if I get retained??I need a shoulder,NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my parcel from Writer's Bureau hasn't arrived yet.What if my registration form got lost and I'll never receive the course and never get to become a freelance writer or get my certificate and my dad loses few hundred pounds of money for paying for my registration fees??ARGH!!!Breaking down!! :'( I'm so nervous about everything.It's been two weeks &gt;.&lt; Post post,hurry hurry.I want to start my dream as an author A.S.A.P.!! T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-8146540841005698416?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8146540841005698416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/completely-whacko.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/8146540841005698416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/8146540841005698416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/completely-whacko.html' title='completely whacko.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-3649603955329200679</id><published>2009-06-13T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T06:51:29.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am looneyy in da head ;p'/><title type='text'>i love being at home.</title><content type='html'>Phew,I've gotten my beauty sleep.Yesterday when I got home,I slept at 3 in the afternoon till 9.30 at night. =D And after days of being deprived from pork,I had Kolo Mee for breakfast and roast 3 layer pork for lunch today.I'm sure I'm gonna gain more than what I've already lost. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to spring to meet Ethan.And then after he left,I went to F.O.S. to look for some little miss tee-s.Only found this one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOuWWEbNUI/AAAAAAAAA84/xisFRaaHF9s/s1600-h/DSC01663%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOuWWEbNUI/AAAAAAAAA84/xisFRaaHF9s/s320/DSC01663%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346808881523406146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOuWNBduHI/AAAAAAAAA8w/3_7g_z9hVUM/s1600-h/DSC01664%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOuWNBduHI/AAAAAAAAA8w/3_7g_z9hVUM/s320/DSC01664%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346808879095068786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it double.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Trouble,yes I am =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-3649603955329200679?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3649603955329200679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-being-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/3649603955329200679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/3649603955329200679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-being-at-home.html' title='i love being at home.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOuWWEbNUI/AAAAAAAAA84/xisFRaaHF9s/s72-c/DSC01663%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-8002544020390911727</id><published>2009-06-12T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T06:11:38.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not-so-ordinary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>home sweet home</title><content type='html'>Finally!! Hot water to bath in,clean water to brush my teeth with,Mummy's super duper yummy cooking,and beautiful,delicious PORK,no more sleeping on rocky ground or the hard cement floor with only a thin sleeping bag and no pillow,only my shoes to cushion my head with,no need for changing into the same dirty smelly clothes all the time,no time limit to shower,no waking up at 2am to realise that it's raining, striking thunder,flooding in the tent and moving to the hall at the bottom of the hill in the rain with all the luggage and no umbrella or raincoat,no more disturbing music at 6am to wake us up,no more getting up at 5am for P.E. and foot drill.AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST,UNLIMITED FREEWILL TO USE THE PHONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no place like home!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last,I am back from the two camps,the camp of fun and the camp of fun,torture and doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.飞跃青春 camp, 6th - 9th June.&lt;br /&gt;2.Stampin Chapter Youth Camp, 9th - 12th June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fei Yue was actually quite good,some of the lectures were kinda dull,but the activities were great,the food was okayy,the bathing water were clean,straight from the pipe and at least we could use the phone when we're not doing anything.Time really flies while you're having fun.=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOsPM4KxVI/AAAAAAAAA8A/orkK8Og7REw/s1600-h/DSC01647%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOsPM4KxVI/AAAAAAAAA8A/orkK8Og7REw/s320/DSC01647%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346806559773738322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fu Jie,our team leader,and some other members too =)Celebrating the last night of camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOsPMU2evI/AAAAAAAAA8I/0Ismrfl5YZM/s1600-h/DSC01646%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOsPMU2evI/AAAAAAAAA8I/0Ismrfl5YZM/s320/DSC01646%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346806559625607922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawaii JiaWen from CHMS3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOr4jW9hgI/AAAAAAAAA74/8UGM-C5tU4o/s1600-h/DSC01648%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOr4jW9hgI/AAAAAAAAA74/8UGM-C5tU4o/s320/DSC01648%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346806170671482370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played truth or dare at 12am =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT,in a blink of an eye,there stood me and Beatrice,just arriving at RC camp on 9th June evening,(since the RC camp starts on the same day at 7am and Fei Yue ended at 4pm),with Sam,Rex and Coleen telling us how bad the food was.And believe you me,it was horrible.They served Halal-food and it was disgusting.Also,on the second day of camp,Beatrice and I started to miss all our great culinary,PORK!!We were wishing that we could eat BaGua,Kueh Chap,Sio Bak,Pork leg,Kolo Mee,ChaSiaw,porridge with meatballs.Ahahahaha. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,I've just realised that "sugar is free".The drinks are sweeter than Ice-Cream Soda.If I ever become a diabetic,I'm blaming the tea and syrup drinks I had at camp.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I found out that since I was representing Shi Chang to go to that camp,I was appointed as leader.Oh gosh...A leader who is just a simple member in the school's RC and not on the commitee,has zero experience in leadership skills,used to being quiet for the last year and a half(I used to be such a noisy person before),no understanding in MALAY,at all.Seriously.And everyone was so quiet,no idea on what to do,only William and Jacob talking,while I'm sitting there being an idiotic leader.No,let me rephrase that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an idiotic leader for 3 days and 3 nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even know what to say for the Traditional and Community First Aid competitions,and also I have never been commander for foot drill.So,surprise surprise,I was the laughing stock of the seven leaders.I'm sure my members were disappointed for having such a lousy leader such as me.And I'm sooo sorry T.T People may just remember me as the stupid leader who doesn't know first aid,foot drill and how to command my own team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow or other,we managed to get two prizes,one for first in the community first aid competition and for being best "____something___" team.If I'm not mistaken,I think that Malay word stands for teamwork. Yay!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all my team members who have worked hard.And to those Malays and BumiPutras who tried your best to listen to my English and very very broken Bahasa. =) Good luck in the future eh ^^ As goes the theme of the camp "We are the future MRC leaders".I'm not so sure about me,but you guys may go far =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bitten by mosquitoes and had a great big bruise on my left arm.Sam told me I looked like I had been infected by the KOSAKI disease. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TODAY(12th June) finally came.After presenting the foot drill,it was the closing ceremony.Hip Hip Hoorayy!! =D We decided to use the lorry home instead of the bus =) It was so cool,using the lorry.And the lovely breeze was amazing =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOtk2MaK-I/AAAAAAAAA8g/Xvem3td8KcM/s1600-h/12062009_011%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOtk2MaK-I/AAAAAAAAA8g/Xvem3td8KcM/s320/12062009_011%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346808031153368034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the closing ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOtkxY8j5I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/zLIE0FAfQF4/s1600-h/12062009_009%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOtkxY8j5I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/zLIE0FAfQF4/s320/12062009_009%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346808029863776146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before it was time to get our stuff and go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOr4KyMhfI/AAAAAAAAA7o/ELbEhp9_axc/s1600-h/DSC01651%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOr4KyMhfI/AAAAAAAAA7o/ELbEhp9_axc/s320/DSC01651%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346806164074825202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swee Zhen and I.I love the effect of this pic.So natural =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOr4NKKPRI/AAAAAAAAA7g/_K0hblIUrsg/s1600-h/DSC01652%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOr4NKKPRI/AAAAAAAAA7g/_K0hblIUrsg/s320/DSC01652%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346806164712209682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left-makan angin  Right-smsing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOreqlrLmI/AAAAAAAAA7I/YhfI5vW5Ano/s1600-h/DSC01654%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOreqlrLmI/AAAAAAAAA7I/YhfI5vW5Ano/s320/DSC01654%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346805725935644258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rex,Beatrice,Sam,Coleen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOrerNNwPI/AAAAAAAAA7A/mRwLgGRCZdk/s1600-h/DSC01660%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOrerNNwPI/AAAAAAAAA7A/mRwLgGRCZdk/s320/DSC01660%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346805726101487858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOtlG6ty0I/AAAAAAAAA8o/Qztz13yVXiw/s1600-h/%25E5%259B%25BE%25E5%2583%258F000%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOtlG6ty0I/AAAAAAAAA8o/Qztz13yVXiw/s320/%25E5%259B%25BE%25E5%2583%258F000%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346808035642559298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me!! XP~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BEING AT HOME~!!All I need right now is PORK!! PORK!! PORK!!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-8002544020390911727?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8002544020390911727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/8002544020390911727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/8002544020390911727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SjOsPM4KxVI/AAAAAAAAA8A/orkK8Og7REw/s72-c/DSC01647%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-3666302322581292758</id><published>2009-06-03T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:42:37.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><title type='text'>show plan.</title><content type='html'>Been goofing about in front of the computer since Saturday.I've caught up with Gossip Girl Season 2 =D Now that's left is Heroes Season3 starting from episode 12. =P Saw him today :) Somehow,just having this small crush really is sufficient enough for me to be content. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-3666302322581292758?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3666302322581292758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/show-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/3666302322581292758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/3666302322581292758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/show-plan.html' title='show plan.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-1962096152199662577</id><published>2009-05-30T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:00:02.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><title type='text'>zZz</title><content type='html'>Am bored to death.And it's only the second day of the holidays! =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-1962096152199662577?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1962096152199662577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/zzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/1962096152199662577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/1962096152199662577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/zzz.html' title='zZz'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-4583659274951000127</id><published>2009-05-29T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:33:01.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><title type='text'>short update.</title><content type='html'>The examss are finally over,THANK GOD!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to da SPRING with PeiSan and WanZhen tuhhday ^^ Bought my new numbaa,chose da 'pick your own number' pack.Whee~!! And I got this supaa duper 3 rings joined together necklace =) Walked on the platform of the longhouse display put up for Gawai too.I could have sworn the flimsy bamboo might snap under me O.O And also saw Gladys jie and Lucas.Awww,they're such a sweet couple :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm,still haven't decided whether should I keep my hair long or cut it short yet. &gt;.&lt; Any advice before I go and snip my head off on Sunday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-4583659274951000127?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4583659274951000127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/short-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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comprehend'/><title type='text'>darn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="20"&gt;Irresponsible humans make me sick.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font size&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-4500418992079644904?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4500418992079644904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/darn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/4500418992079644904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/4500418992079644904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/darn.html' title='darn.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-3829752681992828068</id><published>2009-05-20T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:19:50.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soo in love with music'/><title type='text'>i love rihanna =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="18"&gt;Rihanna - Hating On The Club&lt;/font size&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa wow .. whoa wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this be the last time you did me wrong&lt;br /&gt;No more layin up in your arms&lt;br /&gt;No calling saying you want me back&lt;br /&gt;I'm packin my bags, what you think about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home like a good girl do&lt;br /&gt;But tonight baby you got me sad and blue&lt;br /&gt;I just heard about the girl in your car now&lt;br /&gt;Kissing at the bar, got me crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Whooooa you got me hatin on the club&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you took my love, oh you took my love&lt;br /&gt;Now you got me like whoa&lt;br /&gt;You got me hatin on the club&lt;br /&gt;Cause you took my love&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to take my love&lt;br /&gt;Whoaaaaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh-oh-oh, oh oh-oh-oh Oaoaoh (3x)&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can be mad at me all you want&lt;br /&gt;I ain't coming in, I'll be waiting out front&lt;br /&gt;Coming out the door with your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;You did me wrong boy tell me where our love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home like a good girl do&lt;br /&gt;But tonight baby you got me sad and blue&lt;br /&gt;I just heard about the girl in your car now&lt;br /&gt;Kissin at the bar, got me crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Whoooa you got me hatin' on the club&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you took my love, oh you took my love&lt;br /&gt;Now you got me like whoa&lt;br /&gt;You got me hatin' on the club&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you took my love&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to take my love&lt;br /&gt;Whoaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh-oh-oh, oh oh-oh-oh Oaoaoh (3x)&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is the sound of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;There's only one reason why we're apart&lt;br /&gt;She never would made it to your car&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for the club, I'd still have my love&lt;br /&gt;I'd still have my love&lt;br /&gt;We would still have us&lt;br /&gt;We would still have us&lt;br /&gt;I'd still have my love&lt;br /&gt;I'd still have my love&lt;br /&gt;We would still have us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now and now we're like whoa&lt;br /&gt;Oh you got me hatin on the club&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you took my love&lt;br /&gt;Oh you took my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now now we're like whoa&lt;br /&gt;You got me hatïn on the club&lt;br /&gt;You took my love&lt;br /&gt;Oh you took my love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-3829752681992828068?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3829752681992828068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-rihanna-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/3829752681992828068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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way of being murdered spontaneously but failing to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REVISION IS KILLING ME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-7599008300949973715?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7599008300949973715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/goody-goody-gumdropsin-ur-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/7599008300949973715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/7599008300949973715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/goody-goody-gumdropsin-ur-dreams.html' title='goody goody gumdrops,in ur dreams!!'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-4309450989807140993</id><published>2009-05-06T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:29:31.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture perfect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am looneyy in da head ;p'/><title type='text'>me is a camwhore.</title><content type='html'>Arguement's finally over. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgGpCq7w2HI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/7Wex9HPXTgQ/s1600-h/DSC01315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgGpCq7w2HI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/7Wex9HPXTgQ/s320/DSC01315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332729297133164658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TeeHee.I just HAD TO find an excuse to post up this vain photo of me ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SILENCE HAS BEEN BROKEN!!A CELEBRATION IS IN NEED!! c(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee,did I mention I've been camwhoring a couple of emo pictas?Just for the fun of it. Ahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgGpxaDyziI/AAAAAAAAA6g/R3GuYmlZFs0/s1600-h/DSC05720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgGpxaDyziI/AAAAAAAAA6g/R3GuYmlZFs0/s320/DSC05720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332730100057296418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was taken last year.&lt;br /&gt;"My heart bleeds like the tears the sky cries"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my latest emo pics ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgGpxipBwqI/AAAAAAAAA6o/d6vd4FFEqdg/s1600-h/DSC01246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgGpxipBwqI/AAAAAAAAA6o/d6vd4FFEqdg/s320/DSC01246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332730102360949410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where'd you go?I miss you so."&lt;br /&gt;"What can I do on a rainy day when all that is on my mind is you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgGpx34nBOI/AAAAAAAAA6w/voLmhexWj0k/s1600-h/DSC01340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgGpx34nBOI/AAAAAAAAA6w/voLmhexWj0k/s320/DSC01340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332730108063450338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's the reason for the kisses on my piano." &lt;---Modified this.Got the idea from Gladys jie's "He's the reason for the kisses on my guitar".If not mistaken,she got the idea from Taylor Swift's "Teardrops on my guitar". NOTE:There is a kissy-lip on the edge of the piano. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgGsSmU7XcI/AAAAAAAAA64/xNjk9xP2hzA/s1600-h/DSC01184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgGsSmU7XcI/AAAAAAAAA64/xNjk9xP2hzA/s320/DSC01184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332732869309324738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMWHORING IS A GIRL'S INTUITION. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-4309450989807140993?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4309450989807140993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-is-camwhore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/4309450989807140993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/4309450989807140993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-is-camwhore.html' title='me is a camwhore.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgGpCq7w2HI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/7Wex9HPXTgQ/s72-c/DSC01315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-798087278975607159</id><published>2009-05-05T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T03:22:34.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='been given hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><title type='text'>endless tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgAR0gFynUI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-vQmdzTBHI4/s1600-h/DSC01341%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgAR0gFynUI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-vQmdzTBHI4/s320/DSC01341%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332281552471760194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their limits.I'm sorry.&lt;s&gt;I've been such a bitch.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-798087278975607159?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/798087278975607159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/endless-tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/798087278975607159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/798087278975607159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/endless-tears.html' title='endless tears.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SgAR0gFynUI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-vQmdzTBHI4/s72-c/DSC01341%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-5197691563808154337</id><published>2009-04-24T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:56:53.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='been given hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><title type='text'>definitely been given hell.</title><content type='html'>Who the hell do you think you are??I trusted you,and now I finally know the frigging dirty truth about you.What the eff?!?Whatever excuses you give me now,I don't even want to bother and listen.Why take advantages over girls??Gosh,I feel sorry for that girl,you know??I guess she still doesn't know what kind of guy you are.Why,as a boy,do you think that you're in a position higher than girls and can do whatever you like??Where's that bit of self-discipline and respect??What a bastard.If you think throwing your temper about is going to make me feel bad and forgive you,forget it.I'd rather be in a bitchy and nasty 'tude towards you and piss you off far away from me than let you take a closer step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think I don't believe in GOD?Hell,in my group of friends,more than 90% of them are Christians or Catholics.So what if I'm a Buddhist?That makes you think I don't believe??Effing poo.Why else would we be here??Why judge me by MY religion??This just proves you know NOTHING about me.&lt;div 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hell.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-3372236107293138986</id><published>2009-04-22T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:38:36.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts i cant comprehend'/><title type='text'>frustration</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;It's so hard just waiting in a line that never moves &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="48"&gt;*SIGH*&lt;/font size&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-3372236107293138986?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3372236107293138986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/frustration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/3372236107293138986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/3372236107293138986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/frustration.html' title='frustration'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-372164323478146295</id><published>2009-04-16T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T07:54:58.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture perfect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am looneyy in da head ;p'/><title type='text'>mahh new luvv</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="48"&gt;BIG BANG&lt;/font size&gt; is a definite &lt;font size="48"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/font size&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/Sec-iANMZXI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/eesrsFCpSBE/s1600-h/24c4624eb509b428aec3abde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/Sec-iANMZXI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/eesrsFCpSBE/s320/24c4624eb509b428aec3abde.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325293838280713586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first when I saw the MV of 'Haru Haru',I only thought that T.O.P. and G-Dragon were good looking.And the rest were just okay-ish,not so hot.But taking a closer look at the others(a.k.a. searching their profiles and digging their pictas from baidu.com),OH GOSH!!I've changed my mind.They are sooo HAWT =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/Sec-ibKHOmI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/jbcITeGhCi8/s1600-h/c576abecc44b733963d09f44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/Sec-ibKHOmI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/jbcITeGhCi8/s320/c576abecc44b733963d09f44.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325293845515549282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-Dragon,21 this year and leader of Big Bang ~` haawwttt hunkeroo !! XD A korean guy that actually speaks and sings good English.And he's such a rapper ;P Check out his dancing,how can anyone resist??And he's sooo kawaii!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/Sec-ib2LKnI/AAAAAAAAA5g/fO17JXUTlMg/s1600-h/7899.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/Sec-ib2LKnI/AAAAAAAAA5g/fO17JXUTlMg/s320/7899.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325293845700356722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tae Yang has the most amazing abs and dance moves ^^ Aged 21 too.And he speaks Japanese.His mini album,where he stars in 5 MV's telling a love story in sequence,just perfect &gt;3 Prayer,Only Look At Me,Sinner,Baby I'm Sorry and Make Love. c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/Sec-ir0VTvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/MRKom0U9U-Y/s1600-h/54b5cca91e1134e21f17a22c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/Sec-ir0VTvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/MRKom0U9U-Y/s320/54b5cca91e1134e21f17a22c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325293849987600114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pink&gt;&lt;font size="56"&gt;I FRIGGING LOVE T.O.P!!&lt;/font size&gt;He's brilliant!!Perfect acting,singing,dancing etc etc.But still,there's something about G-Dragon that makes him slightly better than T.O.P.Go figure. &amp;hearts; T.O.P's still my number one though =} Nobody's perfect anyways *Lalalalalalala~ing away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/Sec-im9PlmI/AAAAAAAAA5w/mvXnZL3ehcc/s1600-h/bb3b623a77b98df415cecba8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/Sec-im9PlmI/AAAAAAAAA5w/mvXnZL3ehcc/s320/bb3b623a77b98df415cecba8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325293848682796642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dae-Sung ain't bad either. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SedANGbtk3I/AAAAAAAAA54/3QQC8oiWZCs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SedANGbtk3I/AAAAAAAAA54/3QQC8oiWZCs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325295678198223730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seung-Ri kinda looks like a friend of mine.Ahahahaha.Honestly!!And he's the youngest @_@ Only 19!!If this is what life at Korea for teenagers is like,I wouldn't mind =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="48"&gt;LMAO :P&lt;/font size&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SedDouCDiOI/AAAAAAAAA6I/JmBUN8hqpA4/s1600-h/3fdeab815ac24fc99023d9de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SedDouCDiOI/AAAAAAAAA6I/JmBUN8hqpA4/s320/3fdeab815ac24fc99023d9de.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325299451219380450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're absolutely DA BOMB DIGGITY. Whoooots~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SedDaWUk35I/AAAAAAAAA6A/Z1hGZXTr22Q/s1600-h/46b71e3ff3f68a2371cf6cdb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SedDaWUk35I/AAAAAAAAA6A/Z1hGZXTr22Q/s320/46b71e3ff3f68a2371cf6cdb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325299204336443282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't spell HAWT without them ^^v &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-372164323478146295?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/372164323478146295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/mahh-new-luvv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/372164323478146295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/372164323478146295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/mahh-new-luvv.html' title='mahh new luvv'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/Sec-iANMZXI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/eesrsFCpSBE/s72-c/24c4624eb509b428aec3abde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-802299079038100343</id><published>2009-04-14T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T06:13:59.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soo in love with music'/><title type='text'>街角的祝福</title><content type='html'>多少个秋 多少个冬 &lt;br /&gt;我几乎快要被治癒好&lt;br /&gt;但还是会只因为一个重覆的話題 &lt;br /&gt;就无心自扰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也曾想过 若真遇见 &lt;br /&gt;我们應该如何是好&lt;br /&gt;我想我还是会站在某一个街角 &lt;br /&gt;不让你看到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只因为我不想打扰 &lt;br /&gt;只因为怕你解释不了&lt;br /&gt;只因为现在你的眼睛里 她比我还重要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只好假裝我看不到 &lt;br /&gt;看不到你和她在对街拥抱&lt;br /&gt;你的快乐 我可以感受得到 &lt;br /&gt;这样的见面方式对谁都好&lt;br /&gt;我只好假裝我听不到 &lt;br /&gt;听不到别人口中的她好不好&lt;br /&gt;再不想问 也不想被通知到 &lt;br /&gt;反正你的世界我管不了&lt;br /&gt;若不想问 若不想被通知到 &lt;br /&gt;就把祝福 留在街角&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-802299079038100343?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/802299079038100343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/stuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/802299079038100343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/802299079038100343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/stuck.html' title='街角的祝福'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-1587733143316727691</id><published>2009-04-09T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:35:34.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soo in love with music'/><title type='text'>updating.loading.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Us Against The World&lt;/b&gt; by Chistina Milian,I've been listening to it since last year on Mix.FM =] It's so sweet and sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oeSv3aHqIe4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/oeSv3aHqIe4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just sooo .... ^^ Thumbs up~ But does Christina have to be,like,so wow??If you don't know what I mean,check out the video above ;P I'm such a pig I'm just too lazy to put it into words.Ahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday's Speech Competition,I fret out sooo much that I forgot ONE WHOLE PARAGRAPH,A WHOLE MINUTE ++ of my speech. *boooo hoooo* And I forgot my hand movements,I just stood there like an idiot.And I forgot all that "Raise your voice" and "Lower your voice" at intervals bla bla bla technique.I just went flat because the wall auditorium was full O_______O Talk about stage-fright. =( Even the teachers said I could have done better.What are you trying to do to me?Torture me? =P&lt;br /&gt;Forget it &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,and school is vividly trying to kill me.It's sheer murder,it is!!Stopped going for English tuition because I can't keep up with my work.Gotta save up all my spare time.And changed tuition because Hui's at night while Zhi Yi's in the afternoon.But going to Zhi Yi means spending every Wednesday in my school uniform from 6.30am till 9.30pm.But it's sooo gonna be worth it =D 15 hours in a smelly uniform.Well,anyone gonna donate me some perfume? ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea =D I'm flipping through youtube,searching for Korean Music.And I found that Maroon5's This Love was actually arranged by a guy called G-Dragon from BigBang.Type in Big Bang This Love and check it out,cuz the youtube's embed code is disabled T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang is such a great group ^^ I'm listening to loads of their music and they're like OH WOW!!!Although they aren't hot,but I gotta admit that they've got style =D A fool's tears, Together Forever,Always,Haru Haru. Just great songz,all in perfection!! Abi's gonna love them too. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-1587733143316727691?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1587733143316727691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/updatingloading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/1587733143316727691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/1587733143316727691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/updatingloading.html' title='updating.loading.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-2925043932988264092</id><published>2009-03-31T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:05:35.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am looneyy in da head ;p'/><title type='text'>why schooling kills.</title><content type='html'>I finally stepped back into school last Wenesday.Gosh,look a the amount of work I have to keep up with. @_____________@ I'm soo gonna fail my Biology midterm exam.And I've only completed one out of five subjects' notes.I've got English and Chemistry tests tomorrow.Lisan's on Thursday.Or maybe Friday.I haven't even made a dent in my SPM Bio Peka.Englsih speech competition and Biology report are due next week. I'm going crazzaaayyyyyyyy &gt;_________&lt; Talk about stress~ This is why SCHOOLING CAN KILL =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-2925043932988264092?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2925043932988264092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-schooling-kills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/2925043932988264092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/2925043932988264092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-schooling-kills.html' title='why schooling kills.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7037024129282974075.post-7236505804552235363</id><published>2009-03-14T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:45:07.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me and mahh fwenz'/><title type='text'>backk , still sober , but in low spirits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SbuGCsLEYCI/AAAAAAAAA5I/djv_8-lBEbY/s1600-h/1_620128711l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SbuGCsLEYCI/AAAAAAAAA5I/djv_8-lBEbY/s320/1_620128711l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312987566189076514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am,back from writing a diary to blogging &lt;s&gt;again&lt;/s&gt;.It's currently da HOLIDAYS *dances around like a crazy maniac*.The holidays started on Friday afternoon at 4pm,but I got an early start. ;P I've been on sick leave from school for more than a week before hols even started.*evil chuckle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night,went to Star to catch 'Love matters' at 7pm with Dickson and his friends.But they were,i dunno,15 ~ 20 mins late? T.T I swear,I could have cried on the spot of boredom.What rightss have a guy got that a girl has to wait for him?Oh well =P The movie was hilarious,but I have a slight problem.It doesn't match the title of the movie.I thought it was supposed to be,like,all lovey dovey stuff??But it came out more of sex problems.Honestly,I've always loved Jack Neo's movies.Oh heck =( For the first time ever,my heart has been broken.I was hoping to catch that movie all week and phhttt* Oh well,better ideas soon Jack =D I'm a great fan of yours ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie,went to Terry's Place to eat.But I couldn't eat anything but the fries off Dickson and Leslie's plates T.T It was vegiiee week for me.Gosh O.O I missed out on chicken chop :{ Andy said that me hitting Dickson was very sweet and loving. =.= Maybe I should start hitting everybody I love to show love eh?I'll start off with my laopoZz okayy?? *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning,I actually forgot to wake up for tuition &gt;.&lt; Oh greaattt.But it was okayy,that meant I didn't have to be late for da 11.15am movie me and PeiSan were gonna catch with David.For friend's honour,there is absolutely nothing going on between them.They are just friends,honestly.And if anyone wants to complain that I shouldn't have gone to be the BULB,let's jsut say I wore a balck shirt k??So I didn't shine at all =D I watched WitchMountain without shining too brightly. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday,caught Dragonball Evolution with Carol.The movie's plainly insulting me.I agree,fine,that it was quite a good movie,except that I've never eally watched Dragonball with my bro when we were toddlers.I always just walked away from the screen every Sunday morning when it played on TV.And also that the lead actor is not so heart breaking,earth shaking,mind tingling,eye popping hotshot.SOMEBODY told me he was goodlooking.That SOMEBODY just destroyed my image of good looking guys =.= He's okayy I guess,but he don't look like an Asian guy.It was a Japanese anime,hello?? T________T At least find someone Chinese if you can't find some Japanese EDK. &gt;_____&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today?Lazing and goofing around.Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7037024129282974075-7236505804552235363?l=diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7236505804552235363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/backk-still-sober-but-in-low-spirits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/7236505804552235363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7037024129282974075/posts/default/7236505804552235363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diary-of-her-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/backk-still-sober-but-in-low-spirits.html' title='backk , still sober , but in low spirits.'/><author><name>Thang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17856951185102067994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SKf0MOc0m9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tMeZ6WiaNPc/S220/1_646881427l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTRdBoReY00/SbuGCsLEYCI/AAAAAAAAA5I/djv_8-lBEbY/s72-c/1_620128711l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
