<?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-6069019</id><updated>2012-01-30T02:59:45.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miz u guys..</title><subtitle type='html'>Took a long time to prepare this diary lehx.. Must read horx.. Gimme some face ma..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>402</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-1351567213640506673</id><published>2012-01-30T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T02:59:45.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear diary,This year (it is only the end of Jan...) has so far been good to me.What happened for the past month?I had my very last module for university.Very last module as a student in my life.How was it?GREAT!Changed group and end up grouping with Linhui, Shoufang and Amy again.As usual, together with Kat and pop.New additions: Siti and Fedora.We work really really great together.Nobody </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1351567213640506673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1351567213640506673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#1351567213640506673' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-1475544187192502327</id><published>2012-01-11T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T22:47:19.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello dear diary.I'm feeling troubled.Today, GTEP result was out.In university..I think my friends don't really like to share their scores.Nobody asked or anything. Kat asked me about my assignment marks. I told her honestly. 73.She told me she's 71, and harmony the same as me.I went online to check, matched the scores, tried to find out what is their code.Through past memories (yes, in the past </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1475544187192502327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1475544187192502327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#1475544187192502327' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2008312816304523164</id><published>2012-01-02T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T01:19:13.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello dear diary, this is my first heart pour for the year 2012.Happy new year to myself. May everything start afresh, all the bad goes away as a past and may things go smooth.Most important, may I have more inner strength and courage to carry on living no matter what happens.Last night was new year's eve. drew and I went to tanjong beach at sentosa to join in the fun of countdown.Nope, no fun.I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2008312816304523164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2008312816304523164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#2008312816304523164' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-3432910865895090586</id><published>2011-12-31T03:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T04:01:06.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear diary..It is now the time of the year again. 31st december 2011.The last day of 2011. Soon, another 20 hours later, it will be 2012.Im actually feeling dread upon moving on to 2012 instead of looking forward, to a better year and a full stop to all the miseries that happened in 2010 and 2011.I don't know why, i don't feel good that I'm leaving 2011 behind me.Going through 2011 was like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3432910865895090586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3432910865895090586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#3432910865895090586' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-712923091468151652</id><published>2011-12-13T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T00:17:15.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, now is me, in real time. :)Dear diary, I think right now, I'm feeling alright. Quite calm I feel. Good thing. Though I skipped dance for quite a lot of time, and I'm getting fat...--------------Argghh. blogger hanged and didn't capture my words! But it;'s ok.Just know that everything is fine right now. :) Goodnight!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/712923091468151652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/712923091468151652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#712923091468151652' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-76685281946741582</id><published>2011-12-13T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T00:10:49.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Updating again!This was written on 12.46am of 12 december, 2011. Dear diary.It's gonna be Monday again when I open my eyes later on. It's gonna be a tough week because of the hectic school work..But I guess I had my fair share of weekend. Enjoyed it really well. It was a full 2.5 days spent w drew. With no interruption by anyone. Just the 2 of us. Spending time together here and there.Friday was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/76685281946741582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/76685281946741582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#76685281946741582' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-1800686078371660404</id><published>2011-12-13T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T00:07:51.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello diary.I'm just updating what that had not been copied here from my Gmail.This was on 16 of november, 2011. Guess it was about having all said out explicitly.我真的把心掏出来了。空了。没了。希望你能自动打从心底，不需任何暗示，做出的行动不可能发生了。我的心对你的期望真的落空了。没了。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1800686078371660404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1800686078371660404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#1800686078371660404' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-6006768969712138463</id><published>2011-11-21T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T01:29:02.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary..I had a really really tough few weeks.Moving house, attending dance at night, lectures and tuition in the day and longgg assignment meetings...But the past few days i allowed myself to loosen a lil, since assignment presentation is done, before I start on unpacking my things and doing dissertation.Today stay at drew's place, didn't go anywhere.So bored. Though its a day I wanna relax,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6006768969712138463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6006768969712138463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_11_01_archive.html#6006768969712138463' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4029730493931873282</id><published>2011-10-30T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T13:50:19.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear diary, Last night drew and I talked very long on the phone. I told him some of the things I've mentioned in previous post. Not all though..Really felt a lot better. I guess all we need is to talk. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4029730493931873282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4029730493931873282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#4029730493931873282' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-7486713411819413785</id><published>2011-10-30T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T01:29:07.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear diary..It had been an emotional roller coaster week for me.Maybe, a month.Since my last period.I get upset and all sensitive so easily.Previously, I broke down in front of andrew. if I'm not wrong..This time, we quarreled. And i'll say real hard. Maybe not quarrel, but it depends how you define it.Well.. it all went like this..Last night (friday) I went clubbing w harmony and ham.Today, I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/7486713411819413785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/7486713411819413785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#7486713411819413785' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-9158849268107163678</id><published>2011-10-11T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T02:41:15.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A woman feels safe if she believes the relationship is going somewhere.I just read this somewhere. Yes, true.Ive asked friends this question "what if one day we break up?"Maybe asking this question shows that I am unsure about us.How unsure, I don't know.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/9158849268107163678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/9158849268107163678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#9158849268107163678' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2111887649205913353</id><published>2011-10-11T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T02:25:20.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>是我没有安全感吗？why did I cry so much last night when you were around?why did I feel all sorts of negative?are all those my true feelings or just due to pms?why did I question us, question you, question our relationship, and question myself?what were all those?why did I feel all the heartaches?why did the heartaches not disappear when i hugged you closely to me?maybe because I didn't tell you all I felt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2111887649205913353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2111887649205913353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#2111887649205913353' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-7083340799306203011</id><published>2011-09-20T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T03:15:36.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear diary,I've been feeling all sorts of negatives since last night (Sunday night).Today didn't go well either. I'm feeling all so emo, all the negatives set in.I miss drew. Maybe because our weekend didn't end up well because of his uncle's death.We didn't go to the chinese garden for lantern festival and ikea on saturday because we were at the funeral the whole day, until 10pm, then we went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/7083340799306203011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/7083340799306203011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html#7083340799306203011' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-5167641658296936036</id><published>2011-09-20T02:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T02:58:20.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This was typed on 19 sept midnight, probably 0030? In my gmail, on my hp.So there it goes..Dear diary..Today, I broke down in front of drew.I cried. I don't know why too.My heart just didn't feel good. Feeling of 心酸.I don't know why either.On Friday night, while asleep, I went to hug him tightly.Making those sound that I want his sayang. Hugged till we fall asleep.I woke up, made some noise again</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5167641658296936036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5167641658296936036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html#5167641658296936036' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4229328787799485981</id><published>2011-09-01T02:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T02:41:09.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello dear diary, I'm sacrificing some of my beauty sleep time to share the happenings of my life with you. :)Have been very super duper busy these few weeks. Reason being dance concert is drawing near.Happening in 4 days time.So.. what happened was that every weekend, I spent my weekends going back for dance rehearsal and practice.The few hours free before or after dance will be spent with drew</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4229328787799485981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4229328787799485981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html#4229328787799485981' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-6651054787922276885</id><published>2011-08-12T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T00:13:09.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and.. anw, i think i didn't mention.that 2nd retest driving practical. I failed again.WHATTA FAILUREI wouldn't say I'm bad, I'll say it's my luck.So I think i'll only try again next year then!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6651054787922276885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6651054787922276885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#6651054787922276885' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4815438981717508770</id><published>2011-08-12T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T00:11:31.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH! I need to tell you!Drew and I are getting a Fuji Instax mini 25 together!So, we can have more photo! =D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4815438981717508770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4815438981717508770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#4815438981717508770' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2217716037093646152</id><published>2011-08-12T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T00:10:37.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Diary..I JUST REALIZED THAT I DIDNT BLOG ABOUT DREW'S BMT!?!?Oh my...Which meant I did a great job in that adapting period?I guess so!Nth much.Just wanna come over and read up my lonely times when he is in tekong.Well.. Nvm!Anw..:(Did I tell you?My waist line expanded, and I now have a bulging tummy too!I'm so gonna start on the "diet"Small meals every day! I don't know how many meals I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2217716037093646152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2217716037093646152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#2217716037093646152' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-5060859523449509772</id><published>2011-08-01T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T00:42:35.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh! it's my 400th post!anw, hi diary.I was looking through profiles of friends on Facebook. Jing lin and fees.They had sooo many photos with their another.Their love w their him looks so nice.What about me?Why didn't I take many many photos w drew at that hot sizzling time?!Now then come and regret. Hai..I guess I gotta catch up with them!I'm going to make myself pretty and slim more from now on!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5060859523449509772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5060859523449509772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#5060859523449509772' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-3433540606645052112</id><published>2011-07-31T02:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T02:49:00.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello darling boy boy.How are you? How's your guard duty?Is it bought? It's raining now. Are you under shelter?Are your muscles aching alr? I'll give you a good massage tmr ok? :)Darling, I miss you.I thought of our past. The gifts you gave me.Milo Heart (during our science centre work), Rose (for my 18th), White board, and the baby CD. :)The things we did together.To sentosa, and.. idk alr. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3433540606645052112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3433540606645052112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#3433540606645052112' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-3668002055764989657</id><published>2011-07-25T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T23:10:16.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello dear diary.last night i've sent long smses to drew.apologized to him, and say that we should do more couple things together.we're going to fly kite!though we always did, but its always at nightthis time round, i want it to be in the day.:)today i felt alright.i miss him already.i really felt very bad for thinking about those.now, those are off my mind.i'll tell them those perhaps when he is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3668002055764989657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3668002055764989657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#3668002055764989657' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-8435339159495064923</id><published>2011-07-24T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T00:33:10.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi diary.It's sunday again. The night I hate every week because it is book in day for my love.This week I guess was kinda alright. School start already 2 weeks. Till now, I still don't have the "I am schooling mood"I guess I haven't found my equilbrium back yet.The module I had was International HRM.A lot of personality tests done during lessons.These tests made me wonder, is it because of andrew</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8435339159495064923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8435339159495064923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#8435339159495064923' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4441359011517830716</id><published>2011-07-21T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T17:23:06.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary. i guess you know why i'm here again.i'm really feeling moody, not really moodless because i feel sad.today, i've learnt abt things my sis told my mom last night when i wasn't at home.basically, she sprouted nonsense to my momsaying i always treat her badly, etc.being selfish, not talking to her.she told mom things like mom doesnt dote on her. only dotes me.which are actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4441359011517830716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4441359011517830716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#4441359011517830716' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-1785704167916291258</id><published>2011-07-07T02:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T02:02:46.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's my driving practical test again tmr!yes, again. I failed once a month ago.ok, shall sleep. wish me good luck ok?I can do it! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1785704167916291258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1785704167916291258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#1785704167916291258' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-1869263019242872316</id><published>2011-07-05T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T01:38:31.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I posted on my diary in mbp again. backing it up here. It's just a few minutes after the post is done that I pasted it here. so, today's date that is!Hello dear diary.Today I went out with the Marble Clique to celebrate P's 21st!Really like spending time with them, enjoying nice food, never ending topics.With them, I feel myself.I can be myself.And I really liked that.With them, I can always take</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1869263019242872316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1869263019242872316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#1869263019242872316' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-946703238544661738</id><published>2011-07-04T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T03:10:29.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello dear diary, I'm back again.Another week had past.Its monday again.And then, the next time i says monday again, I'm starting the final year of my university life.But I'm not here to talk about that. We can leave that till school starts.I just want to remind myself that actually I am happy.I am happy being together with andrew, going through many things and still staying strong.Happy with my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/946703238544661738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/946703238544661738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#946703238544661738' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2158521192579544742</id><published>2011-06-30T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T01:23:08.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi diary! It's now finally up! I mean the previous entries on gmail.Anw, i've got a new mbp! YAY! and i've found a blog application.I dont know how reliable it is. So, im gonna try using it, and paste my entries here.There you go!This is my first entry here using mbp.I don't know how reliable this is, so i'm giving it a shot.29 June 2011I just finish watching this serial hong kong drama on tv.Its</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2158521192579544742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2158521192579544742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#2158521192579544742' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-9147076545521024077</id><published>2011-06-30T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T01:20:48.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  15 June 2011  Dear diary, I'm writing to you using my phone and my email again.   Tonight, I felt so relaxed. I like it this way. I spent my night after dance after shower, just sat on th sofa for abt 2 hours, eyes glued onto the television. Felt so relaxed! First, I watched the drama mama over 855, then ladies nite on channel u. They discussed about women menses. Which I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/9147076545521024077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/9147076545521024077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#9147076545521024077' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-5040913734745850420</id><published>2011-06-30T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T01:17:44.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  8 June 2011, Wednesday  Hi dear diary, today (08iune2011) I'm writing to you using my phone on my gmail again. I decided so because I have things to grumble about.. Recently, I feel very bu shuang with jinglin. I don't know why. maybe I feel that she always talk to me in a very "she is always right" manner. and I really don't like it. I'm even disgusted by the looks of hers </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5040913734745850420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5040913734745850420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#5040913734745850420' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-6364382367519430958</id><published>2011-06-30T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T01:13:50.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  6 June 2011, Monday  Dear diary..  I'm actually writing this post using my phone and gmail cause my phone can't blog at Blogger's website.  Anw, good news! I feel so happy and glad that drew and I are so called back to normal. The previous weekend, we spent time on our own, watching shows, take nice and good night sleep. Just like how we were in the past. The weekend that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6364382367519430958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6364382367519430958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#6364382367519430958' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-8932690616141489513</id><published>2011-06-30T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T01:13:06.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, for the next few entries, it'll be about my past thought written in my email because my phone wasn't able to access blogger. There you go!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8932690616141489513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8932690616141489513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#8932690616141489513' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-808288719341087123</id><published>2011-05-28T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T01:51:03.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary...i am feeling so much stress inside me..so much so that i really wish that i could just explode, and be gone.so much has been going on just within this short period of time.just the trouble of flats searching wears me off..not to mention the need to worry about passing driving and the cost of driving lessons and test,macbookpro that i want to get for myselfwork in m1teach tuition,and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/808288719341087123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/808288719341087123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#808288719341087123' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4648280285937709743</id><published>2011-05-25T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T18:49:10.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary..i feel very vexed.seems to be bottling things up for the whole day.it felt like so much is coming in, and none are going out.feels like im going to explode anytime.doesnt sound logical too to go maybe a beach  to vent my anger etc.so ive decided to come home, take a short break, listen to music of my mood and to talk to you because i feel that i have no one to turn to actually.why no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4648280285937709743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4648280285937709743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#4648280285937709743' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2976870422000186728</id><published>2011-05-23T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T00:48:59.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alright. with a mask on my face, i shall resume updating what happened in my life.i was actually on drew and i right?ok..so... that period, i felt that we've really drifted apart.every weekend when we meet there are always a no, of predicted scenarios.1. meet up the usuals on saturday.we'll reach home v late, wash up then slp alr.no matter how willing i am to actually wanna chat w him, he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2976870422000186728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2976870422000186728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#2976870422000186728' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-6129504325467693655</id><published>2011-05-23T03:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T03:37:53.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary..my life has been filled with a lot lately.so much. too many to handle all at once.but when you prioritize it, it feels as if the other part is going crazy.i went to hk with ling and bear. half of the trip feeling sick, another half enjoyed to the max.how suay were we?in anyways, after being back from hk, life has been work, tuition, dance, find flats, view flats, andrew and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6129504325467693655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6129504325467693655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#6129504325467693655' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2300498667306601787</id><published>2011-04-21T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T01:10:40.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary..i know i havent been talking to you for a very long while.but no, that doesnt mean i'm doing good.life is a bitch.i dont know why, im starting to have suicidal thoughts.isnt it better to be dead? i dont know what i'll face there, but high chance, not the same problems?this flat that i lived in for my past 15 years is sold.i need to move out of this place just in another 3 weeks.mom </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2300498667306601787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2300498667306601787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#2300498667306601787' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-9136668517071014059</id><published>2011-03-07T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T01:17:24.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary,auntie will be leaving back to her hometown permanently just in about a year plus more.i know.. still long ahead, but i cant help but to notice how time flies, and im going to lose her forever like real soon.there'll be nobody i can look forward to call to everyday i reach home.there'll be nobody whom can help me judge what heels match the outfit, or whatever clothes matches the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/9136668517071014059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/9136668517071014059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#9136668517071014059' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-6455492384244507905</id><published>2011-02-07T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T01:35:12.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello dear diary.it is the lunar new year again. 2011cny would no longer be that fun anymore.maybe because we have grown up.no longer stick together during cny.finding own activities, with own dear ones.but that is ok.i guess i am getting used to it already.it was already like that about 2 years ago.anyhow.angbao was really fat this year.not that the number of ang baos increased.maybe cause mom, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6455492384244507905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6455492384244507905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#6455492384244507905' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4679889315285697082</id><published>2011-01-19T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T01:05:12.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary..why does bad family things always happen to me?why does everyone else has a happy family and not me?times like this, i really detest anyone who has a happy family.especially close friends whom i know, and also even andrew, my dearest boyfriend.a question that i think can never be answered: Why me?about 3 months from now, which will be april 2011, my family and i will be moving away </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4679889315285697082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4679889315285697082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#4679889315285697082' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-870127717654196462</id><published>2010-12-31T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T16:02:41.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoola! its the last day of year 2010! so here i come to sum up my year.2010 is a very happening year. maybe not the party happening. more of incidents?first quarter of the year was the last semester and last term of my 3 years in polytechnic studying events.graduated with a GPA of 2.95. actually not good. but i'm pretty luck to get a high 2 i guess.then was fretting about university.never thought</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/870127717654196462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/870127717654196462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#870127717654196462' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2928743368195400110</id><published>2010-10-08T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T02:29:50.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hebe, 寂寞寂寞就好還是原來那個我 不過流掉幾公升淚所以變瘦  對著鏡子我承諾 遲早我會還這張臉一堆笑容    不算什麼 愛錯就愛錯  早點認錯 早一點解脫      我寂寞寂寞就好 這時候誰都別來安慰擁抱    就讓我一個人去痛到受不了 想到快瘋掉  死不了就還好    我寂寞寂寞就好 你真的不用來我回憶裡微笑   我就不相信我會笨到忘不了 賴著不放掉  人本來就寂寞的 借來的都該還掉   我總會把你戒掉   還是原來那個你 是我自己做夢你有改變什麼  再多的愛也沒用 每個人有每個人的業障因果    會有什麼 什麼都沒有  早點看破 才看得見以後      我寂寞寂寞就好 這時候誰都別來安慰擁抱    就讓我一個人去痛到受不了 想到快瘋掉   死不了就還好    我寂寞寂寞就好 你真的不用來我回憶裡微笑  我就不相信我會笨到忘不了 賴著不放掉  人本來就寂寞的 我總會把你戒掉i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2928743368195400110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2928743368195400110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#2928743368195400110' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2413721316708806971</id><published>2010-10-08T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T02:27:01.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello dear diary.many things had happened for the past few months.my mom met with an accident. she suffered serious burns and abrasions.she had even needed plastic surgery.before that, i have also started my university life.i'm now studying in SIM - University of Birmingham in Business Management.there were really a lot that i had been through, but i'm not able to describe it fully now.because im</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2413721316708806971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2413721316708806971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#2413721316708806971' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4863864950796058565</id><published>2010-05-05T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:53:08.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello, my dear diary.it has been really long since i last told you my happenings.now, i can say that i am really done with the "friendship-depression".i am not exactly depressed anymore. now, i can see things very clearly. i know i have been saying this in a lot of entries. but this time, is a special one. i felt that i'm done and ready to face them. not exactly to face them. but to give them a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4863864950796058565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4863864950796058565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#4863864950796058565' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-1669099040941222640</id><published>2010-04-15T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:24:49.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jinglin just texted me for a meetup.but its with the 4e2 world war 3 people.should i go or should i not?i dont feel like going because it will be weird.i haven even face jinglin and bear properly, i meant without any facade.then, i have to face some other people who may think that we are still that close.how do i?the next time, there will be the usuals meeting.and the same thing might happen.lol </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1669099040941222640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1669099040941222640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#1669099040941222640' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-3655543248264252946</id><published>2010-04-15T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:18:13.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>few weeks ago, i saw the love shuffle gang at jurong point, waiting outside the travel agency beside golden village.today, in jinglin's blog site's tagboard, i saw her telling feez that their redang trip is drawing near.i felt a sudden........... feeling. i dont know how to explain. perhaps lost?i interpreted the feeling.i ended up feeling a lot.there is a lot between us that is unresolved.us, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3655543248264252946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3655543248264252946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#3655543248264252946' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-3080601799201776751</id><published>2010-04-15T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T18:56:01.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm back. back from taiwan last night. :)i really miss there. i was really sad yesterday when i was leaving.hate that feeling. because i have sooo much to face when i'm back.say the physical ones. work. help mom, so many tuition...say the emotion ones, the friendship.back to taiwan.people there were really good, really helpful. unlike how people are in singapore.weather there is cold, chilly, but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3080601799201776751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3080601799201776751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#3080601799201776751' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-5134268918094762724</id><published>2010-04-06T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:57:47.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm going Taiwan tmr with my loverboy!! =D =D =D =D =DSo fast.. I've now graduated from poly, and waiting to get into uni.Applied for the Bachelor of Science in Business in University of Birmingham.Its an honours degree.ahhhhhh!!!!!!!i'm going taiwan! :)hope we'll enjoy and no hiccups!its also gonna be our 3rd anniversary soon............!!!!!!3 years, and still counting. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5134268918094762724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5134268918094762724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#5134268918094762724' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4375967490186133097</id><published>2010-02-11T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T02:33:44.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one more, just one more for tonight. :)happy 34 months loverboy! :)2 months later, will be our 3rd anniversary.how time flies..  hahaok goodnight!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4375967490186133097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4375967490186133097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#4375967490186133097' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-6427589874649277751</id><published>2010-02-11T02:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T02:26:52.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another post of the night, for another group of friends.they are mainly my poly classmates. the marble clique.it was about year 2 sem 2 then we start to get closer, happier and more comfortable with each other.knowing each others working styles, flaws, we always try to accommodate and help.deep in my heart, i know that they can be very good friends of mine.but somehow i am losing a kind of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6427589874649277751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6427589874649277751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#6427589874649277751' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-7738829911462343945</id><published>2010-02-11T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T02:16:58.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my so called best friends now have other best friends.slowly they will no longer remember me or even know the presence of me.maybe the reason why things ended up like this is because of their wider social circles?or i shall say ability to make other best friends?i had always placed them rank no. 1 on my friendship list, till july last year?now, the no. 1 on my list is no one. empty.not whining. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/7738829911462343945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/7738829911462343945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#7738829911462343945' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4241276444859874169</id><published>2010-01-26T03:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T03:20:34.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from the time i blogged previously till now, i had been reading on my past entries.from secondary 1 to poly life.from xuanlong to andrew.entries about andrew may be less than xuanlong and chris,but in conclusion, there are more happy things in andrew's posts than theirs. :)now i kinda remember more about us.thats really something that lightened up my down spirit just now.darling..i know we may </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4241276444859874169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4241276444859874169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#4241276444859874169' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-8867935417454800008</id><published>2010-01-26T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T02:02:50.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just feeling a bit of teeny weeny weird.more to the negative part.feel as though there's nth for me to look forward to.feel as though my life is lack of things..2010.i dono if it will be a new beginning for me.it still seemed like yr 2009.2am now.have to be in sch 12 hours ltr.i feel that life is soo tiring for me now.not enough sleep, not enough rest.everyday after i wake up, there will be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8867935417454800008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8867935417454800008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#8867935417454800008' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-5901057521646066782</id><published>2010-01-12T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T02:07:21.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its the first post of the new year! :)blogging cause i kinda have some time. lolits about 2am in the morning.i gotta wake up at 10 plus tmr for lesson.but its ok!hooked onto this song, Two is Better Than One.by Boys Like Girls featuring Taylor Swift.so it goes...I remember what you wore on the first dayYou came into my life and I thought"Hey, you know, this could be something"'Cause everything </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5901057521646066782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5901057521646066782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#5901057521646066782' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2694304786049768628</id><published>2009-12-31T05:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T05:48:22.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if you want to know..i meant up with the girls to celebrate jinglin's birthday few weeks back.went to bear hse at night..nothing to do as usual.i asked for mahjong but jinglin said she gotta go soon.but in the end she asked to drink.so played game and drank till 1 plus.when i asked for mahjong it was like 11 plus.so...........another fail attempt.same thing, my voices are never heard.even if its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2694304786049768628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2694304786049768628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#2694304786049768628' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-412117153507689605</id><published>2009-12-31T05:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T05:43:06.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh anyway, the fat me and andrew thing .it's fine already. i dont know how he make me feel normal again.but i think is because of our love. :)i love you! :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/412117153507689605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/412117153507689605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#412117153507689605' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-5056297939979980459</id><published>2009-12-31T05:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T05:41:42.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so... i'm back here to sum up year 2009!a really bad year for me i guess.discovered sooo many disappointing and disheartening things.i dont know if its many, just many things on one issue.the girls.it really made me discovered how much i meant to them, and how much they really meant to me.and also got to know how my efforts were all drained...serious decisions made abt the girls and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5056297939979980459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5056297939979980459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#5056297939979980459' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-8340944385283339494</id><published>2009-11-24T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:14:59.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>these few weeks were not good..things kinda happened between andrew and i.one fine evening, while i was changing my clothes, andrew became touchy like usual.but then i took his hands and put it on my tummy and suddenly he wasnt interested anymore.i'm not sure what happened next and exactly cause it happened a few weeks ago.bottom line, he said i was fat and kinda turned him off.he said he noticed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8340944385283339494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8340944385283339494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#8340944385283339494' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-1987037716614780541</id><published>2009-10-17T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T02:23:19.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary,i've been adapting well to the huge change that i had made in life.i'm 19 alr.birthday was 2 days ago.14 octcelebrated with my loverboy.had a day out.went ikea, bought things.then go catch movies.lastly off to barrage to fly kites.i was sick that day. had med in the morning, a good sleep and off to meet him.but i was still in the sick mode even if i'm better.the day flew by.i didnt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1987037716614780541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1987037716614780541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#1987037716614780541' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-7435060811034700281</id><published>2009-09-14T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T01:53:29.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i saw a post dated maybe a month of 2 back.treat myself better.yes, i want to treat myself better.better than anyone.i want to love myself more.more than what i used to treat myself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/7435060811034700281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/7435060811034700281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#7435060811034700281' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-3432165121951703725</id><published>2009-09-14T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T01:51:26.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just got back home from feez birthday celebration.for me, the night was weird.dinner at sushi tei, then chill at marina square outdoor area.we really didnt have things to say. but yet still wanted to stay till 12 to sing feez a birthday song.that was kinda terrible for me.the 2 girls feez and jinglin kept messaging.jinglin kept asking anything to share when she doesnt want to share about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3432165121951703725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3432165121951703725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#3432165121951703725' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2321424946222017310</id><published>2009-09-12T04:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T04:15:16.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's been two months..hmm, was soooo busy for like sooo long until now.was fyp, tutorials of all modules, tests, exams, tuition.now. holidays!but struggling with fyp and tuition.i have 3 students now. haha income!kept counting the inflow cash!!but it seems that its never enough to pay my this and that.past 1 or 2 months i had been going through this change of friendship view thing.now i guess i'm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2321424946222017310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2321424946222017310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#2321424946222017310' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4378305169571704302</id><published>2009-08-07T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T02:39:13.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after viewing my past entry which was 2 entries before this,i realize, yes, i made improvements.i kinda am getting back to my normal life already.because i start to worry abt tmr etc.good job.you can do it ok!love yourself more ok?more oreo crush with extra oreo!yvonne, i love you ok?:)i've never said love to myself.starting from today, i will treat myself better.off to slp! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4378305169571704302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4378305169571704302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#4378305169571704302' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-843295816294766066</id><published>2009-08-07T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T02:35:01.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tired.. really very tired..haven been sleeping well for almost 3 weeks.its all because of the decision made.i think i will be fine?because i think i am getting better?long weekends coming, yet need to teach tuition.do i really need cash so urgently?anyway, may be going some island with the harmony, pearlyn and sok harn.hope it doesnt burn my pocket!i kinda like this feeling of being closer to my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/843295816294766066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/843295816294766066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#843295816294766066' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4625615052035161088</id><published>2009-07-29T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T01:17:13.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary..did you know i am going through a phase of my life which will change my pov towards things and certain people?a week ago, i wasn't like that.for that past week, i realized things. many.realized the importance of the 3 girls.in this case it was of no importance.i came to this conclusion.they wont find me if there was nothing on or no help needed.they only talk to me, find me when help </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4625615052035161088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4625615052035161088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#4625615052035161088' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2813897616614534659</id><published>2009-07-23T03:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T03:09:40.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just saw my past post.it was."what will be like a year after today?"it was dated 7/02/08my reply now is, as sweet as ever. :)till now we are very fine.excluding the rough moments.not at the hour at this date, we are happily togethernot in any arguements etc.:)now, i only can say that he is my only supporting pillar.but i love him.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2813897616614534659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2813897616614534659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#2813897616614534659' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-3525959644055470795</id><published>2009-07-23T02:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T03:03:37.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whats happening to my life right now?i dont know.these 2 weeks i don feel alright.i feel so...... no aim, no nothing.i'm even skipping school now, clearing my "leave".but if really clearing my leave the reason behind it?i dont know.last friday went to watch a movie with loverboy.the loveshuffle gang hitched a ride from jp to vivo.they lead us the wrong way and i got unhappy and things </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3525959644055470795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3525959644055470795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3525959644055470795' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2592425881459594519</id><published>2009-06-26T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T01:19:34.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the most guilty thing in my life right now.i dont know why.i always have this image and scene of my dream that i dreamt many years back.the scenes always come into my mind very randomly. (ok maybe is when i see things that can relate to it)the dream:tong tong and girl girl (the image of them when they were still young and cute) came into my room in the morning when i just woke up.they looked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2592425881459594519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2592425881459594519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#2592425881459594519' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4337707571949651423</id><published>2009-06-23T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T02:13:22.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>三寸日光 梁静茹深秋山顶风微凉恋人并肩傻傻看夕阳仰望你为我敞开的天窗一段日光落在手心三寸长你说秋天掌上的日光一寸能许一个愿望希望我爱的人健康个性很善良大大手掌能包容我小小的倔强你的浪漫只有我懂欣赏能让眼泪长出翅膀飞离我脸庞还想每天用咖啡香不让你赖床周末傍晚踩着单车逛黄昏市场我的浪漫只有你懂欣赏就让每个台风晚上不恐慌紧张第三个愿望还不想讲你自己想一想问微笑的月光你说秋天掌上的日光一寸能许一个愿望希望我爱的人健康个性很善良大大手掌能包容我小小的倔强你的浪漫 只有我懂欣赏能让眼泪长出翅膀飞离我脸庞还想每天用咖啡香不让你赖床周末傍晚踩着单车逛黄昏市场我的浪漫 只有你懂欣赏就让每个台风晚上不恐慌紧张一人一支闪闪仙女棒好像我们指尖有星光很烫可是很灿烂很漂亮一点点光捧在手上像太阳等到世界末日你再讲那个愿望一起握紧不放i am feeling very blessed and fortunate to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4337707571949651423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4337707571949651423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#4337707571949651423' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-7230158143952141951</id><published>2009-06-08T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:54:14.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so what is my kind of life now?and what about my friend's?or shall i say the overdue best friends?why overdue?because we are not really that close now already.we are close only when we meet.we do not really talk if we're home on msn or whatever.isnt that weird?is friendship like that?are best friends suppose to be like that?then this goes back to like 5 years ago.then friendship shuxian and i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/7230158143952141951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/7230158143952141951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#7230158143952141951' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-5168419888584257282</id><published>2009-06-03T04:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T04:32:41.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its term test week..yet my boy is sick.he has been sick for like 3 or 4 days.highest record. 39.9if his mom is not around, i would have sent him to hospital.lolanyway, had a phone conference with jinglin and bee bee just nowfrom 1am till 330amthis explains why i am still up at 430? hahagonna go clubbing next week with my girls.just the girls. lets see how will it be like.also, we are planning on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5168419888584257282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5168419888584257282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#5168419888584257282' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-6119776270959595493</id><published>2009-05-25T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:26:30.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just posted an entry for xuan long on my blog.just a happy birthday note.also, smsed the number i vaguely remember.haha. just a try.i just got a sms.i was shocked.but it was my loverboyhaha.its ok la.i just want to wish himeven he doesnt get it, its ok :)after so many years.i've moved on. have you? hahai know u have for sure. :)i hope you are happy.because i am very happy and contented with my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6119776270959595493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6119776270959595493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#6119776270959595493' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-7640149502511201672</id><published>2009-04-21T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:52:01.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think.. we need to light up our relationship with more sparks, make it brighter.in the past, i said, i think we need to go more places, not just the movies, etc.well.. what i mean by sparks are actually surprises.pleasant, nice surprises.i dont know if little surprises like surprising him at door step would still work.because once a surprising technique is used, the second time with that wont </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/7640149502511201672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/7640149502511201672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#7640149502511201672' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-8846617151747252440</id><published>2009-04-16T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T02:52:39.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now i know. all the drafts are in the drafts sections. not together with the published entries. haha. read a lot. a lot of the foolish me. hahanow, i want to blog about my second year anniversary with my loverboy. :)the second year.days passed very fast. we are together for 2 years already.i know it. i know that he really loves me. for no matter whatever reasons, he is always here for me.even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8846617151747252440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8846617151747252440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#8846617151747252440' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-6635855712507096083</id><published>2009-04-01T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:00:52.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh regarding friendship thing. it will be settled on friday. we girls will be meeting to talk about it.i told the 2 girls jinglin and feez about alot of things i felt and  i told them that there is a need to tell us whatever you are feeling.and the 2 girls actually had some misunderstanding between themselves. so that chatted.and last sunday jinglin msg me and said we'll meet up this friday.i am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6635855712507096083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6635855712507096083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6635855712507096083' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-5504342313022363258</id><published>2009-04-01T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:58:05.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its raining now. rained the whole day, since the afternoon till now.my mood is not here nor there. not happy nor unhappy.just feel more moodless i guess?maybe this is the feeling that andrew feels whenever he is home and doesnt talk much for the whole day.not sure why i blogged.just feel like it.troubles... i dont think so.i just feel that i needed someone to accompany me.not sure if andrew must </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5504342313022363258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5504342313022363258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5504342313022363258' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-6244947040960525929</id><published>2009-03-21T03:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:29:08.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been so long since i last rant about my inner thoughts.sep 08 to march 09.abt half a year.i am never in the list.never in the list which people will accompany, will teng.i wanted to play mahjong at bear's house today. but no, they said they dont want.main people, jinglin and feesee.the last time when we were at bear house, they said no to my second round of mahjong too.i am never in the list </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6244947040960525929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6244947040960525929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#6244947040960525929' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-8489926250449135800</id><published>2008-09-22T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:49:01.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>am i really so digusted by others?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8489926250449135800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8489926250449135800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8489926250449135800' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-1856979028291822124</id><published>2008-09-22T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:37:56.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary..quite a lot of things happened these few days.and today, conversation with lingling sumed them up..met up the people at vivo last friday.half way thru the conversation, i told them andrew is ke lian because he is with me.and i started telling them again about the "talking loud" to andrew incident.lingling said i should blah blah blah blah...didnt know what i said.but, i said "have to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1856979028291822124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1856979028291822124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1856979028291822124' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-3864717531165262872</id><published>2008-09-18T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:39:16.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its the internship period now.its already the third week and it's friday tmr.working days are terrible.andrew and i cant spend enough time together..i'm missing him so much.bought subway cookies and ruffles for him.passed them to him at clark quay, his event site.yes, he didnt know that i was going down.we cant talk much or have even a hug because he is working..bidded him goodbye and a soft </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3864717531165262872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3864717531165262872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#3864717531165262872' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-895135592022756193</id><published>2008-08-25T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:52:26.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just a few minutes ago, my mom took the big tv out of the house.i dont know what did she do with it.the tv which i father bought when i was young.the tv is around 10 years old alr.it really has a big big screen, and also a bulky body.but it just fits perfectly to that angle of that wall of my living room.now its gone.the tv was bought by my father around 10 years ago.10 years ago, my father </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/895135592022756193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/895135592022756193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#895135592022756193' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-9097515793092853877</id><published>2008-08-10T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:18:52.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today is the 16th month for andrew and i being together.but i dont feel happy about it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/9097515793092853877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/9097515793092853877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#9097515793092853877' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4331779928254615259</id><published>2008-08-10T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:16:40.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel so vexed.i dont really know why.frustrated of..?i dont know.i think i'm gonna explode soon.i feel terrible.......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4331779928254615259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4331779928254615259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4331779928254615259' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4521206316381357840</id><published>2008-08-10T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:31:43.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if one day,we really got married,and unfortunately,have to divorce.then, so be it.i'm not sad.just a thought after a show. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4521206316381357840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4521206316381357840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4521206316381357840' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-5647975799533789356</id><published>2008-08-03T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:31:05.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feel kinda lifeless. lolno fun in life. lol</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5647975799533789356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/5647975799533789356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5647975799533789356' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-3427612753908027886</id><published>2008-08-03T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:02:09.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i stayed home for the whole of today.didnt go to andrew's house cause royston is there.i spent the whole of today watching shows, studying a bit of  Event Creation and browsing facebook, friendster and many blogs of familiar ppl.i saw pictures.they seemed so grown up.time to think.- should i grow out of this little body?- should i buy more nice clothes to be a lil more mature?- should i buy some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3427612753908027886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3427612753908027886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3427612753908027886' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-1776352753260966198</id><published>2008-07-29T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:42:05.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>:)Andrew, do you remember the days you named youself as 安得路?The days where you were the one, i look forward to after work everyday. :)Do you know that? haha =) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1776352753260966198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1776352753260966198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1776352753260966198' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-4340141023874854970</id><published>2008-07-27T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:17:02.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i read a lot of my past entries.so glad, yet so funny.though the period of chris and i is shorter then andrew and i, i had more posts on chris.so what?that means that i had more sad days when with chris than drew. =)hope drew doesnt mind abt it.i love andrew. :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4340141023874854970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/4340141023874854970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#4340141023874854970' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-3826038074317859709</id><published>2008-07-27T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T16:26:24.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its the same day, should be in the same post.i just wanna add.yes, our hugs have feelings.yes, our kisses have feelings.and i'm so glad about it.those kisses.they are not about getting high or what.they are the kisses of true love.ask, ask why did i feel that the first time after being together with him for so long, almost, a year and four months.i dont know either.those kisses just felt great. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3826038074317859709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3826038074317859709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3826038074317859709' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2673795004368059706</id><published>2008-07-27T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T15:58:57.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had very busy these dew weeks.drew and i hardly have time together.i went to accompany him over at his house yesterday.i was too tired that i slept on his bed for 3 hours.his mom helped me facial.main point.i just felt wanting to be vvvv close with his.physically.not that make out extent.its just sweet sweet together.yes, we did.but we didnt have enough time together.after last night, we only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2673795004368059706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2673795004368059706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2673795004368059706' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2866453878403603990</id><published>2008-07-15T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T21:54:42.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel terrible.i no longer have that happy feeling whenever i know i am about to meet you.our hugs no longer have any significance.drew,do you still remember how we got together?do you still remember that day i brought you to the doctor?do you still remember that dawn, i went to your house to help you with your fever?that very first date to IMM?that very first time we hold hands together?the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2866453878403603990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2866453878403603990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2866453878403603990' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-6160603654903310224</id><published>2008-07-02T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:28:02.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"What if love runs dry?"A sentence i saw in a show.Am i going to hide or run away?"What if love runs dry?"A question I asked myself, over and over again.I dont want to have -ve feelings.I cannot afford to have them and break down now.A awful period to go.Maybe 3 months, maybe more than 6 months.what will we be, a yr after today?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6160603654903310224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6160603654903310224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6160603654903310224' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-2828561011663753158</id><published>2008-06-28T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:59:36.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i really feel kinda negative now.maybe my naggings make people feel very frustrated or whatever.i do not have any bad intentions.now, even andrew says that no one will listen to the naggings.i feel down.is it tired or down?i've not been here for a very long time.what do i do when i'm sad?sometimes i grumble to my phone, type and save my thoughts.most of the time, i cried them off.just like today,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2828561011663753158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/2828561011663753158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2828561011663753158' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-6224336013372748624</id><published>2008-01-29T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T02:20:51.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after watching the new idol show of hebe, bull fighting, i felt something missing. i dont know what is it.yes, its another new year. not a new me, still the same.if crying is only the way out, what can i do?eyes sore, pillow and all wet.no, no problem with andrew.its me.i will think of the -ve future.the one without him.what if we walk pass, in school, dont dare to face each other.what will be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6224336013372748624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6224336013372748624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#6224336013372748624' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-8931680195464806567</id><published>2007-11-29T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T19:55:44.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the reason for being like that is because of watching - Almost a Love Story.i'm afraid. reallyhow i wish andrew is right beside me, for me to lie on, console me.sayang me, like how he always do.he was having a nap while i watched the show.i called him, to wake him up just now.didnt dare to tell him i watched the show.cause he would know...i'd tear.i don know how much i love him.who exactly knows </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8931680195464806567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8931680195464806567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8931680195464806567' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-279140159590764215</id><published>2007-11-29T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T19:34:31.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>andrew..i want to be with u. forever.i want, i want to ask u, will u be with me forever?but i'm afraid. i'm just afraid.afraid that it'll be me. the one who break us up.andrew.. i love you..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/279140159590764215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/279140159590764215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#279140159590764215' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-8913409038088792508</id><published>2007-11-16T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T23:05:59.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Two days ago, after catching a small nap, andrew and i thought about the terrible past. the past where we almost lost one another. yes, chinese garden. We cried.I was really feeling very sad, and teared. Everything in my mind was the scene of us not being together anymore. I kept crying. Crying non-stop. And every sentence he said made me cry even more.He told me "Von, in the future, if one day, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8913409038088792508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/8913409038088792508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8913409038088792508' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-3853147313633964723</id><published>2007-10-25T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T21:52:37.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>当我开口你却沈默只剩一场梦</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3853147313633964723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3853147313633964723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3853147313633964723' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-1272504289244594495</id><published>2007-10-16T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T00:39:10.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha! my birthday is just over!:Dtalk about today first?lesson, then met andrew and had evil residence 2 at his place.then dinner with mom, sis and him!over at billy bombers of jurong point!haha. shopped after meal, both of them went home first, then andrew and i walked home. :Danother route! though its just opposite!i love! :Dthe last gift from andrew for this year's birthday!he took out his MP3</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1272504289244594495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/1272504289244594495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#1272504289244594495' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-6945331832111355151</id><published>2007-10-01T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T00:05:04.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>westmall with my sweetheart today! :Dstarted our day with sch.sch was quite bad i shall say.ITP students - fangru, jeremy, xiaver are back.yes, i do feel weird.because i can say that i used to hang along with them.but now?for that 1 week when they were not here, i was with pearlyn, sokharn, harmony and the 2 sisters.now, what should i do?i was really lost.i dont know.but i went lunch with the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6945331832111355151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/6945331832111355151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6945331832111355151' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069019.post-3420074633867809991</id><published>2007-09-24T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:44:48.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sentosa with my love. =Dwe both woke up quite early, around 8 to prepare. (me, 845 haha!)andrew came to my house to do sandwich with me!made mashed potato egg sandwich!comment: very nice! =Dhe spreaded mayo on the bread.and i boiled and mashed the eggs, also boiled potato, then put them on the bread!it was 1123am while we were at outram park station waiting for train towards harbour front.when we</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3420074633867809991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069019/posts/default/3420074633867809991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-smilez.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3420074633867809991' title=''/><author><name>emptied</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873658678896759780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
