<?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-8318006725008207098</id><updated>2011-10-18T15:10:59.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner Feelings of Mine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-150370265609744907</id><published>2010-12-11T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T00:24:20.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10-Dec-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Read about Alviss Kong's news. It's just so funny that he can just gave himself up like there's nothing to hold on anymore. Is life this fragile? Thinking of after you die you have nothing to worry about. Somewhat that's true. But have you ever think about your parents, friends and the others that loves you? Isn't it selfish that you left them behind with tears and make them suffer in loosing you? Not blaming now or anything. It's funny that you have the courage to jump down from 14th floor, but you don't have the courage to bring yourself up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Everybody have been through break up. For that very moment everybody might think they've lost their whole world; they'll never find their happiness anymore. The truth is, it's not. The whole world is always with you, it's just depend on how you see and feel about the world. You create your own happiness, and it doesn't just happen like that. I've been through this. It's just how amazing that I've got through all this and I'm actually proud of myself! Although I'm only halfway recover. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;The message that I want to pass to you guys is must appreciate your life and think of your love ones before you do anything stupid. Remember this, loving someone you have to set them free. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-150370265609744907?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/150370265609744907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=150370265609744907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/150370265609744907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/150370265609744907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/12/read-about-alviss-kongs-news.html' title='10-Dec-10'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-6862142801156682057</id><published>2010-12-02T10:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T10:12:04.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;L.O.V.E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;H.I.M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;S.T.I.L.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-6862142801156682057?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/6862142801156682057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=6862142801156682057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6862142801156682057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6862142801156682057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/12/still.html' title='Still...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-1917826988326431423</id><published>2010-10-09T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T17:59:27.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wishlist~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Okay okay... I know my blog is so dead and lack of updates.It's just because my life is boring. Plus I lazy wanna take photos and upload photos. So yeah, my blog is full with WORDS. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt; I'm running out of things to blog, so it has to come to blog about my wishlist. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My Wishlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Iphone 4(White)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Honda City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;RM 10000 in my saving account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Having the ideal guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Good grades for my studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Get my ideal weight, 51kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have EVERYTHING that I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That's about it i guess. This is my wishlist for the moment la duh... Can't think of anything that I want right now. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: just a short update.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-1917826988326431423?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/1917826988326431423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=1917826988326431423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1917826988326431423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1917826988326431423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-wishlist.html' title='My Wishlist~~'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-9041447701044778128</id><published>2010-09-18T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T14:42:27.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My point of view</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I H.A.T.E People who is Chinese Educated!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not to say that I'm bad that I look down on Chinese education people, but please la. AT LEAST can speak and write proper English. I don expect people use fluent and flowery English. AT LEAST spell simple words properly. WTF! You can't even spell word and always properly. Zzz.. So out, man! And whats with the acting cute smiley face?! I as a gal don't even use those stupid smiley. Gross, man!!! Gotta change my phone number if can. Haha... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-9041447701044778128?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/9041447701044778128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=9041447701044778128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/9041447701044778128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/9041447701044778128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-point-of-view.html' title='My point of view'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-4321993270361796495</id><published>2010-06-28T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T01:41:13.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~The End~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;T.H.E. E.N.D&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;The end of what? My final exams la of course!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Yay! Feeling damn happy right now after my finals, although I'm not so confident about passing all the subjects. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;What I'm gonna do next is just rotting myself at home for few weeks and maybe work after that? Feeling lazy to do anything at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Just wanna stay at home and relax. Other than that, chill out with my friends of course. It's been months that I haven't meet up with my high school friends tho. I miss them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Till then... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-4321993270361796495?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/4321993270361796495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=4321993270361796495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/4321993270361796495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/4321993270361796495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/06/end.html' title='~The End~'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-3437855168967408919</id><published>2010-06-20T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:33:54.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Last night I had the sweetest dream ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I dream of him, the dream would be I'm back with him again and treat me nicely.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, last night, I dreamed that I'm back with him again.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing different this time is the feel I had in the dream. Somehow in the dream, he did not treat me the way he used to treat me when we're together back then.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't explain how I feel. The way he treat me in my dream makes me feel like things would change better if we're together again.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me and the dream. I really can't explain how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;He's just so so &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;SOOooo SWEET &lt;/span&gt;in the dream... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-3437855168967408919?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/3437855168967408919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=3437855168967408919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/3437855168967408919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/3437855168967408919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreaming.html' title='Dreaming~~'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-6483868825769689097</id><published>2010-06-19T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:01:08.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back In Action!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I ' M B A C K ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time I haven't update my blog. Life still goes on like this as usual. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much about it. Finals on Monday. Although I've start my revision since 2 weeks ago, but I've got no confident on sitting for the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda hyper tonight, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh ya, as you can see. I've change the background. Just got to know that there's new background for blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then. I love you bloggie. Can always tell you stuff. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-6483868825769689097?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/6483868825769689097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=6483868825769689097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6483868825769689097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6483868825769689097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-back-in-action.html' title='I&apos;m Back In Action!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-565037059480282541</id><published>2010-04-20T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:55:12.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5-1J6rQi0Ds&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5-1J6rQi0Ds&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dedicating this song to YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-565037059480282541?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/565037059480282541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=565037059480282541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/565037059480282541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/565037059480282541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/04/wedding-dress.html' title='Wedding dress'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-5688689635601583218</id><published>2010-04-20T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:27:58.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.H.I.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Didn't realize that today it's 20th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;FML Big Time!! ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Plus Receiving this kind of News on this date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fuck! It really meant A LOT to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-5688689635601583218?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/5688689635601583218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=5688689635601583218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5688689635601583218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5688689635601583218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/04/shit.html' title='S.H.I.T'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-591437513634462491</id><published>2010-04-20T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:18:16.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm dead... Again~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;It's sooo &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt; funny that I'm actually wondering how many times my heart can die for the same guy and back alive again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;My heart was tearing apart this afternoon when I heard "about the news". Omg!! I can't even relief it out!! Cause there were friends with me and I'm outside a shopping mall. It's so so so soooooo hard for me to control myself not to cry it out loud. When I keep trying not to burst into tears I feel that my heart was aching plus wanna vomit. Then I ran into the toilet. Finally I burst into tears. It's the first time I cried in a shopping malls' toilet. WTF!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;That's not the end of story. When I was playing with Karen's Iphone. I accidentally read her message which a friend sent to her. The message was saying that Karen's friend saw HIM at Boulevard with two girls and one guy. I bet it's a double date tho. Sigh. Why do God wanna let me know more about it? I've been sad enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I actually feel like something is slaughtering me apart inside. My heart is been tearing apart and being throw into a rubbish dump. Plus I feel like hurting myself to relief all those pain. I even feeling kinda angry at myself for everything. I really feel like inside of me is dying. I might as well die soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Whatever it is. I hope that she's better than me (I know she is). Hope that she take care of you like nobody do. No matter what there's still somebody out there waiting and cares for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;May God bless both of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-591437513634462491?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/591437513634462491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=591437513634462491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/591437513634462491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/591437513634462491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/04/again.html' title='I&apos;m dead... Again~~'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-5401716318378467512</id><published>2010-04-19T19:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:04:12.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have No Guts!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;When I'm half awake just now, I wish that something or somebody would take over my body and using my phone to text him. At least when the message had sent to him I would have an excuse saying that it wasn't me who send the message and it was somebody else taking over my body and messaged him. Another excuse would be I'm blur and I maybe sleep walking by messaging him in a blur condition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Omg! I damn fucking NO guts!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm afraid that I would receive a harsh replied message from you. Plus is like I'm messaging him for nothing. I'm afraid that he would think that I'm annoying. I've been promising myself to have the guts to text him since two weeks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'M PATHETIC!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;God, please bless me and give me the strength to overcome my cowardliness act. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;*Amen*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-5401716318378467512?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/5401716318378467512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=5401716318378467512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5401716318378467512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5401716318378467512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/04/have-no-guts.html' title='Have No Guts!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-6762099549596819034</id><published>2010-03-22T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T18:51:42.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time No See. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hey Bloggie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time I did not update you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's change except that the fact Jason Kiu a.k.a. Ang ge passed away. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still really can't accept this bloody fact. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite of that, I still LOVE HIM. Like duh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh ya, I have a foster brother. Or should I say that I got two foster brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them is Kevin Tan2 and another is Danny Chung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny Chung not pass one, he only know how to talk crap when we're emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We include me and Trice. *Lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much that I wanna say actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna tell you that I still LOVE HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering when can I let go of him. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-6762099549596819034?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/6762099549596819034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=6762099549596819034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6762099549596819034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6762099549596819034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time No See. =)'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-1717239878682274704</id><published>2010-02-16T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:30:15.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And again...&lt;/span&gt; My heart is bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;And again...&lt;/span&gt; My heart is aching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And again...&lt;/span&gt; My tears drop because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And again...&lt;/span&gt; My mind is full of your images.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And again...&lt;/span&gt; My love for you is coming back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Again And Again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I still love you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I want you back, but I know it's impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;So, I think I'll still be waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-1717239878682274704?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/1717239878682274704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=1717239878682274704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1717239878682274704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1717239878682274704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/02/again.html' title='Again~'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7088471476507655119</id><published>2010-02-06T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T20:05:28.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I just feel like staying at home tonight and chilling at home with my other half... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But, it's sad that I don't have that other half to stay at home with me. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7088471476507655119?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7088471476507655119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7088471476507655119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7088471476507655119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7088471476507655119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/02/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-2397980055944112054</id><published>2010-01-13T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:17:37.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reblog: Until You &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Baby, life was good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But you just made it better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; I love the way you stand by me through any kind of weather...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I don't wanna run away, just wanna make your day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; When you feel the world is on your shoulders...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I don't wanna make it worse, just wanna make us work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Baby, tell me I will do whatever... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;It feels like nobody ever knew me until you knew me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; It feels like nobody ever loved me until you loved me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;It feels like nobody ever touched me until you touched me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Baby, nobody, nobody until you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Baby, it just took one hit of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Now I'm addicted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;You never know whats missing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Till you get everything you needed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I don't wanna run away, just wanna make your day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; When you feel the world is on your shoulders...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; I don't wanna make it worse, just wanna make it work... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Baby, tell me i will do whatever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; It feels like nobody knew me until you knew me...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;It feels like nobody loved me until you loved me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; It feels like nobody touched me until you touched me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Baby, nobody, nobody until you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;See it was enough to know, if I ever let you go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; I would be no one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Cause I never thought I'd feel all the things you made me feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Wasn't looking for someone, oh, until you...   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;It feels like nobody knew me until you knew me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;It feels like nobody loved me until you loved me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;It feels like nobody touched me until you touched me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Baby, nobody, nobody...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; It feels like nobody knew me until you knew me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; It feels like nobody loved me until you loved me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; It feels like nobody touched me until you touched me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:courier new;"&gt;Baby, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, until you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Lol. I keep repeating this song and DAMN!! I still F-ing love it!! Not because of him for this time. Just feel a little stress and emo that's why listen to this song. It actually make me feel better. Till then UNTIL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-2397980055944112054?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/2397980055944112054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=2397980055944112054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2397980055944112054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2397980055944112054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/01/reblog-until-you-3.html' title='Reblog: Until You &lt;3'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-5514140549142441979</id><published>2010-01-09T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:00:57.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I need is you &lt; 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Adrian, all I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;NEED&lt;/span&gt; is you and your love. Why won't you understand? :( Why won't you understand that how much I love you and need you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I feel like I've been brought to heaven when I saw you last night at my birthday celebration. There's an urge that I wanna run to your side and hug u tightly, but I can't do that. I need to control myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Do you know that you mean so much to me? Not just a friend but everything! I know that I can't move on. I'm sad about it. Do you know that nobody can replace you in my heart? Can you please feel how I feel about you? Why am I so obsess with you? You're like a magnet to me. You keep attracting me towards you and I can't leave you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can you please tell me how you feel about me? Can you please share something about you to me like we used to? We used to be so close, but now we're far apart. I seriously love you. I rather stay single forever than finding someone I don't love this much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;How can I ever let go of you? I never love someone so deeply before. God, please help me. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-5514140549142441979?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/5514140549142441979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=5514140549142441979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5514140549142441979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5514140549142441979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-i-need-is-you-3.html' title='All I need is you &lt; 3'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-1107632382894102992</id><published>2009-12-26T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:43:19.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;HoHoHo~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Merry Christmas Bloggie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Although I'm kinda late to wish you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Went to midnight mass on the 24th Dec, then went to eat super duper late supper near the cat statute at Padungan area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What a sad Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;My phone's screen totally blackout!! OMG!! I can't send my msg greetings to my friends which makes me kinda sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I feel like I'm so out dated and so not happening. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Owh well, at least Drey is kind enough to lend me her phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;About this year's Christmas I'm kinda disappointed and sad actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Maybe it's because I did not celebrate with the person I love. He did not go to Drey's house even. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;The best Christmas I ever had was last year. I love last year Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Actually I don't really know that whether I still love him or not. But if I don't how come I feel like spending every important occasion with him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;How pathetic I am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I know he doesn't deserves me unless I've change to a better girl. I'm such a pain and I treat guys badly. He deserves someone better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Anyway, not gonna be emo right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;And it's time for bed. Night nights~~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I love you bloggie, you're the best friend of mine. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-1107632382894102992?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/1107632382894102992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=1107632382894102992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1107632382894102992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1107632382894102992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-1176975910574650223</id><published>2009-12-12T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T13:52:39.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo-ness Strike!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can I cry??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad that a person can't be with the person they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so emo right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost cried when I heard the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rearrange my folders in comp last night, and I saw my last time photos with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad that we only took a few pictures when we're together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why do I still can't let go??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stupidly I can't let go of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck myself Kao Kao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna take this as a challenge and a game man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care whatever people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do whatever I want!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna win this game once and for all!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-1176975910574650223?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/1176975910574650223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=1176975910574650223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1176975910574650223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1176975910574650223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/12/emo-ness-strike.html' title='Emo-ness Strike!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-1204530958309223998</id><published>2009-12-12T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T01:45:00.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you... =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Owh please tell me why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Why do I miss him so damn much??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I so desperately wanna see him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's been two days I haven't seen him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I want him!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I want ADRIAN FONG YEAN YUNG!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I can confirm it's only for a while for this feeling to be with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I miss you, ADRIAN FONG!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Stupid Johnny. Sure feel so swt right now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I still love ADRIAN FONG YEAN YUNG!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-1204530958309223998?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/1204530958309223998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=1204530958309223998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1204530958309223998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1204530958309223998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you... =('/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-2911070034898004910</id><published>2009-11-28T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T02:24:03.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyful time!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Just finish my final exam this morning!! I'm so happy about it!! I can stop studying for like few months!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna think about the results first. Making people worried about it only. So, I'm gonna relax first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I wanna do within this holiday man!! Was thinking of loosing weight and working within in this holiday. But I don't think I can do it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the motivation to do it!! I kept saying that I wanna loose weight but I just can't cause of no motivation. For the last time, gonna do it or die for it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn freaking happy that I'm finally free from studies for almost 3 months. Gonna go KL on January. I hope that I do pass all my test. I don't think I'm gonna go KL if I do fail any of it. *fingers cross*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about today...&lt;br /&gt;Finish my last paper this morning which is Law. Actually Law it's kinda interesting though. I find it that it's the easiest paper among all the subject?? LOL. I don't know why I have this kind of thought, but I really do think so. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to Cory's house for a while before going out for lunch with Johnny, Trice and Cory. Not really satisfy with my lunch. It says mince meat vinegar noodle(i think that's the name), but it came out it's not sour enough and there doesn't really have the vinegar smell and taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home after lunch then have a short nap. Only manage to sleep for 2 hours last night. So, having a short nap before attend Daphne's wedding dinner. Ya know what?? We're late!! Soooooooo don't like to be late. But what to do? I thought I can make it on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Starbucks after the dinner. Dinner kinda sucks though. Not much of food is being served. Don't expect any photos from me. I don't take pictures and upload in blog. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late already. I better go get some sleep. Till then folks... Nite nitess... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-2911070034898004910?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/2911070034898004910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=2911070034898004910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2911070034898004910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2911070034898004910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/11/joyful-time.html' title='Joyful time!!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7907955533845479852</id><published>2009-11-22T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:36:53.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;This will be a short one I guess... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't like having exams...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever exams comes especially final exams I'll think of him...&lt;br /&gt;You feeling very "swt" right?&lt;br /&gt;I feel the same way too...&lt;br /&gt;Why is he got to do with final exams right?&lt;br /&gt;It's cause before we got together we were like very close, messaging each other 24/7 then when final exam I'm like stressing there's him beside me messaging me and keep me accompany and I do feel less stress...&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up in the middle of the night to study there is always him accompany me...&lt;br /&gt;He do wake me up or I would wake him up to study and messaging each other...&lt;br /&gt;Owh... I do miss those moment...&lt;br /&gt;Now whenever exam comes I do think of him...&lt;br /&gt;Now... There is nobody who would do this...&lt;br /&gt;How I miss it...&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Chaozz... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7907955533845479852?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7907955533845479852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7907955533845479852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7907955533845479852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7907955533845479852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/11/exam.html' title='Exam!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-512427384738878558</id><published>2009-11-06T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T18:47:55.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel lonely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel like dying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel nobody cares for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel stupid in some way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel like you shouldn't live in this world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel like there is nobody belongs to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel like nobody really loves you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel like you're living in this world alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel like nobody really understands you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel so empty before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel that you got nobody to talk to when you're down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel like you don't have a true friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel that you're good for nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel like there is this random people come in to your life to snatch your precious stuff away from you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel that people are just using you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever lost your lover and a best friend at the same time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever suffer like me before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever feel how I feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm dying day by day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How would I live without you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You are killing me slowly by leaving me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*HeartBroken*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-512427384738878558?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/512427384738878558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=512427384738878558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/512427384738878558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/512427384738878558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/11/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever??'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-2750999506211735133</id><published>2009-10-20T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:44:23.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th of October!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Eeek!!!!! It's 20th of October!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Haha... Actually nothing much about it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just realize that it's 20th today when I look at the calender... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay... That's all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;p/s: Johnny Kueh... Don't kek tiok... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-2750999506211735133?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/2750999506211735133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=2750999506211735133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2750999506211735133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2750999506211735133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/10/20th-of-october.html' title='20th of October!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-162381896558463038</id><published>2009-10-10T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T02:10:03.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAP!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's just crap!!!&lt;br /&gt;All of it are just shitty CRAP!!!&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are just so shitty and crappy for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I do get so emotional sometimes!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why do I get suffer this way??!!&lt;br /&gt;Why do I get this kind of trouble out of myself??!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a stupid gal!!!&lt;br /&gt;I need a breakaway!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sure that how the game goes okay!!!&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't help myself!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's all because of you!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm just angry at myself though!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just don't even know how I feel actually...&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to have these complicated feelings??!!&lt;br /&gt;I know that I won't go back with him!!!&lt;br /&gt;We just won't go back together!!!&lt;br /&gt;How come things turn out to be like this??!!&lt;br /&gt;No matter how rational I am, I always lose to my feelings and emotions!!!&lt;br /&gt;They always concur me!!!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So what I got a great laugh just now??!!&lt;br /&gt;When you really don't feel happy you just WONT feel happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER WHAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why I act like this??!!&lt;br /&gt;I love him??&lt;br /&gt;No??&lt;br /&gt;I don't love him??&lt;br /&gt;Then why do I act like this??!!&lt;br /&gt;I so stupid right??&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I miss him!!&lt;br /&gt;Really really miss him!!&lt;br /&gt;I so sad now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian...&lt;br /&gt;Once again...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I lose again...&lt;br /&gt;I never can know wad are you thinking...&lt;br /&gt;I just miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny!!!&lt;br /&gt;I know you would be reading this...&lt;br /&gt;But shhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;You and me know only kay??!!&lt;br /&gt;You so good...&lt;br /&gt;I love u... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-162381896558463038?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/162381896558463038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=162381896558463038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/162381896558463038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/162381896558463038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/10/crap.html' title='CRAP!!!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-2481934494792325660</id><published>2009-09-30T20:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:25:25.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confusing+suffering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can I ever stop crying because of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of lies already. Why can't you tell me the truth rather than lying to me and giving me false hope? Why do you have to torture me like this? Leaving me all these false hopes and lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I fall in love with you once more? I just don't know why. I blame myself for everything. I don blame anybody on this. Cause everything is my own choice. Maybe I'm just too stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies Lies Lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never learn my lesson. I tried my best not to fall for you again. Or should I say I'm trying very hard not to love you anymore. Am I really a person who wanna know the truth which hurts myself? Or just let things be? I'm very confusing about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... I made up my mind...&lt;br /&gt;- I'LL LET THINGS BE THE WAY IT IS&lt;br /&gt;- I'LL STOP LOVING YOU&lt;br /&gt;- I'LL ASSUME THAT YOU DON HAVE ANY FEELINGS TOWARDS ME ANYMORE&lt;br /&gt;- I'LL KEEP EVERY OF MY PROMISE&lt;br /&gt;- I'LL JUST TAKE YOU AS A FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I HOPE YOU LIVE A HAPPY LIFE *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-2481934494792325660?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/2481934494792325660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=2481934494792325660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2481934494792325660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2481934494792325660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/09/confusingsuffering.html' title='confusing+suffering'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-1339639858112774185</id><published>2009-09-25T00:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:36:57.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ADRIAN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I MISS YOU!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hmmm... It's like I'm obsess with you again??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;You have been messaging me for the straight 2 days. So I'm kinda waiting for your message tonight, but there is no message from you. Kinda miss you tough.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'm starting to fall for you again?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Don't really know how I feel towards you now. It's like so confusing. Do you still love me?? When i ask you about going back together you told me you are afraid that you are not ready yet. So which means you still love me?? I've told you that I still love you, but you did not say anything back to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hmmm... So many question I want to ask you, but I just don't dare. Owh well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ADRIAN FONG!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I STILL LOVE YOU!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-1339639858112774185?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/1339639858112774185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=1339639858112774185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1339639858112774185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1339639858112774185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-again.html' title='Back again...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7703494741025729071</id><published>2009-09-06T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:37:56.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ADRIAN FONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt; 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;P/s&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Don't even know why I write this... Just some random stuff that I feel like shouting out from my heart... Although I feel that the love towards you had gone... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7703494741025729071?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7703494741025729071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7703494741025729071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7703494741025729071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7703494741025729071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-to-say_06.html' title='Nothing to say'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-8516808757415749130</id><published>2009-08-31T14:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T01:54:34.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I remember the days that how you broke up with me. Feels like everything just happened yesterday. The pain is still there. How deeply you did hurt me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I remember the days that how I beg you not to break up with me. How pathetic I am in begging you not to leave me when you don't love me anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I remember the days that how I live without your love. Feels like I'm living in hell. Everything around me are in darkness. It's like the world are against me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I remember the days that how I used to live without you. Feels like nobody cares for me. Feels like nobody will love me ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;These are what I remember when you left me behind with this world, with these pains. I too remember that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I drink everyday, no matter night or day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I don't eat for a week cause of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I do thinking of killing myself cause the pain that you cause is more than the physical pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I have lose weight up to 3 kilograms just a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I do cry like hell for you everyday uncontrollably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I can't sleep soundly for almost 2 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I did wake up in the middle of the night to message you, telling you how much I've been hurt by you and how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I do feel lost in this world without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I do wish that someday you would come back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I do promise myself that you would be the last person I love in my entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I do promise myself that I will wait for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;There are a lot of things I would wanna talk to you about. But there is this something that won't allow us to talk to each other? How I wish we would just be close forever but not being a couple which end up like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'm sad and I do feel like crying. But I just have to control myself. It's no use I cry for you anymore. You don't love me anymore. We won't get back together. Hope you can find a better girlfriend than me and live happily ever after. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;P/s: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE YOU!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-8516808757415749130?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/8516808757415749130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=8516808757415749130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8516808757415749130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8516808757415749130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-remember.html' title='I remember...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-9149786610786761142</id><published>2009-08-31T14:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:32:17.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now that the love is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What are we supposed to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;After all that we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;When everything that felt so right is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now that the love is gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Love is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What are we supposed to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;After all that we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;When everything that felt so right is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now that the love is gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;There is nothing left to prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;No use to deny this simple truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Can't find the reason to keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now that the love is gone, love is gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now that the love is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What felt so right's so wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Noe that the love is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I feel so hurt inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Feel so hurt inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Got to find the reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What are we supposed to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;After all that we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;When everything that felt so right is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now that the love is gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;There is nothing left to prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;No use to deny this simple truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Can't find the reason to keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now that the love is gone, love is gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Got to find a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Got to find a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Got to find a reason to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Love, there;s nothing left for us to say, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Love, why can't we turn and walk away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What are we supposed to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;After all that we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;When everything that felt so right is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now that the love is gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;There is nothing left to prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;No use to deny this simple truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Can't find the reason to keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now that the love is gone, love is gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Love is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-9149786610786761142?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/9149786610786761142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=9149786610786761142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/9149786610786761142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/9149786610786761142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-gone-3.html' title='Love Is Gone'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-2534317931430942350</id><published>2009-08-29T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:03:45.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I don't even know where am I suppose to start all these craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You break up with me just because you are stressing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You break &lt;/span&gt;up&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; with me just because you don't want the relationship and don't wan me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You break up with me just because I don't understand you.&lt;br /&gt;You break up with me just like this, leaving everything behind just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How unfair is it. Hurting me this much. Making me living like hell for so many months. Stress? You think I never stress before when I'm with you? So what I'm stress? I bear with it myself. And I'm still continue on with you. I gave you a second chance! But what did you do to me? You didn't give me a single chance! You should tell me that what you want and we can overcome everything! But you did not do that. You just end everything just like that. Our love for each other are fake is it? How can you just say break up then break up?! You just say don want this relationship just like that. Remember how much we love each other?! Our feelings for each other are deep remember? Feelings for each other can say don't want then don't want? I don't think so! I just love you! When you wanna be with me then be with me, when you don't want then you break up with me. Have you ever take me as your girlfriend?!&lt;br /&gt;You said that I don't understand you, but have you ever give me a chance to understand you?! NO!!! NEVER!!!! You never give me a single chance to let me understand you!! You never wanna talk about your things to me!! You always keep stuff to yourself!! I'm your girlfriend that time!! You should tell me everything!! I'm your GIRLFRIEND!!! If we can go through that I think we wont end up this way!! Not talking to each other!! We don't counted as friends even!!&lt;br /&gt;I believe that if we don't break up that time, we would be very happy now!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ADRIAN FONG!!!!! HOW I WISH YOU CAN COME BACK TO ME!!!!! I STILL LOVE YOU!!!!! BUT... I DON'T THINK YOU STILL NEED ME IN YOUR LIFE ANYMORE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-2534317931430942350?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/2534317931430942350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=2534317931430942350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2534317931430942350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2534317931430942350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/08/truth.html' title='The truth'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-4534828588616984769</id><published>2009-08-25T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T02:03:20.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cracking My Head??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Thinking of making my blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;P R I V A T E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm still thinking about it tough. I'm still not sure about it yet. It's kind of me myself revealing too much about my emotions to the outside world? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt; Need to keep it for some privacy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm gonna consider of making my blog private. Just in case I really private my blog. Do ask me to invitation. If I consider you as a person that can read my blog. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Now I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;W O N D E R I N G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;When can I let MYSELF go?? Like seriously let myself go. I have no idea when will the day come. Maybe after... After... Actually I don't even know when the day will come. Maybe the day won't come forever? Oh My Gosh... I need to release myself from this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I wanna have holiday with leaving Kuching and go somewhere there is nobody that I recognize. Living a happy, care free life. Wow... How nice if my wish come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-4534828588616984769?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/4534828588616984769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=4534828588616984769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/4534828588616984769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/4534828588616984769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/08/cracking-my-head.html' title='Cracking My Head??'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-1053260097403953006</id><published>2009-08-25T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:13:00.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm SORRY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I think I did said something wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'M SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-1053260097403953006?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/1053260097403953006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=1053260097403953006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1053260097403953006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1053260097403953006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m SORRY...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7716496695655052890</id><published>2009-08-24T00:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:26:48.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I've realized that I've been comparing you with all the guys that I know. No matter who. It's just weird that human really doesn't appreciate things when they owned it. They only appreciate that something once they have lost it. Human nature? Not so... We are just being stupid by not appreciate things when we owned it. Really stupid I can tell. Once you have got the things which you think is the best, you'll keep comparing the best with others or even find the better one. But is it this easy to find "another" the best or better one?? Actually there is no exact answer. It's all depend on yourself. Which is a bad thing for me. Cause I still can't deny that you are the best and there is no others just like you. Except I clone you?? LOL. What can I say. Maybe I just don't deserve you, which are the best. And you belongs to someone who deserve you more than me. You'll always be &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOBODY CAN BEAT THAT YOU ARE THE BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: gonna find "another" the best!!!! If only he exist. If not gonna stay single forever and ever... hahhahah Oh ya... sorry if I did "offended" you or what... I don have any "isi tersirat" hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7716496695655052890?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7716496695655052890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7716496695655052890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7716496695655052890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7716496695655052890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/08/best.html' title='The best!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7201294357994482435</id><published>2009-08-21T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:21:45.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women Vs. Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOMEN&lt;/span&gt; have a keen sense of smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  don't notice odors as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOMEN&lt;/span&gt; recall every romantic event in detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEN&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;... not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;think about sex daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEN&lt;/span&gt;   think about it incessantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;are tuned in to relationship problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;don't recognize issues as readily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;find problems where none exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;are more rational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;know they're lost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;don't realize they're lost for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;express their heartache after a split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;act like nothing's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: haha... took this from a magazine... agree with some of it though... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7201294357994482435?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7201294357994482435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7201294357994482435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7201294357994482435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7201294357994482435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/08/women-vs-men.html' title='Women Vs. Men'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-5737407525337488324</id><published>2009-08-20T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:44:16.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something wrong...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today I just feel like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;C R Y I N G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-5737407525337488324?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/5737407525337488324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=5737407525337488324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5737407525337488324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5737407525337488324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/08/something-wrong.html' title='Something wrong...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-8369027655976359800</id><published>2009-08-17T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:15:26.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;It's a sad day for me today. Nothing much really happen that make me sad. But I'm just being influence by a friend of my. She's sad, I'm sad. Feel like crying when I see her cry. Ya, friends are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;IMPORTANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;  to me. Damn Freking Important. I'm sure that most of the people put family at the first place. But I'm just different. I put Friends at the first place at this stage. Friends had help me been through my down time. I just &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; them. No matter how fucking bitchy or how bastard-ly you act, I will always take you as my friend if I think you are worth for a friend. I hate back stabber and betrayer. If you people don't like something about me, please do tell me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN FRONT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of me. I can handle everything. Don't worry about hurting me. Back stabbing me or betray me is more hurt than you telling me stuff that you don't like about me in front of me. You can say anything in front of me but not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;BEHIND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the sad part. It's about my past. And my friend being sad which makes me sad also. Hope everything is okay for her. And I do hope that BITCH know what she's doing. Hope will wake up someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I LOVE ALL MY FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!! LOVE YA ALL!!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-8369027655976359800?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/8369027655976359800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=8369027655976359800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8369027655976359800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8369027655976359800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/08/sad-day.html' title='Sad day?'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-2335100423815355716</id><published>2009-08-14T01:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T01:41:19.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bla bla bla...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;S h h h h h h h h h h h ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I know... I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Stop nagging me about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Things have to move on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Duh uh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I get it... I get it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Stop nagging me about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Shesh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Told you already what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I accept the fact already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Just that feelings can't be controlled easily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;And it's a mood swing what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What can I do right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So stop nagging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Urgh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;p/s: feel like leaving Kuching to some other place... Stay at the place that I want to go for as long as possible... I don wanna... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-2335100423815355716?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/2335100423815355716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=2335100423815355716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2335100423815355716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2335100423815355716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/08/bla-bla-bla.html' title='Bla bla bla...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-713992540308470315</id><published>2009-08-12T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T01:33:02.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Can I curse in here??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A R G H H H H ! ! ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! @ # $ % ^ &amp;amp; * ( ) _ { } ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MYSELF FOR BEING LIKE THIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N I DON KNOW WHY THE FEELING IS COMING BACK AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY HATE MYSELF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEEP DOWN IN MY HEART THERE'S SOMETHING THERE WHICH I CAN'T SAY IT OUT AND IS ASHAMED TO SAY IT OUT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE LET ME GET THROUGH THIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET THE FEELINGS FADE AWAY PLEASE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BETTER THAT YOU TAKE AWAY MY FEELINGS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW THE TRUTH AND ACCEPTED IT ALREADY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT DEEP DOWN IN MY HEART I WANT THINGS TO GO IN THAT WAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I WONT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i know it's impossible*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K... Nights... Enough of bragging things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-713992540308470315?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/713992540308470315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=713992540308470315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/713992540308470315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/713992540308470315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/08/argh.html' title='ARGH!!!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-4056191730885482065</id><published>2009-08-10T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:22:12.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not easy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It's never easy to forget someone who ever played an important part in your life before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It's just like these few days. Don't know what had got into me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I kinda miss him. Miss the feeling we being together a couple. Miss the time I find him everyday. Miss the time we spent our time together as a couple. Miss the feeling of loving and missing him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;H A I H S s s s s s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Kinda emo lo. This is the way it is. No turning back. No regrets. No nothing. I only blame myself for not treating him the way I should treat him. I mean treat him better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A R G H h h h h h h h h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What I can do now is just forget about him!!!!! That's the only thing I can do now. And should do now. I know there's NO WAY we can get back together. NO WAY!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I just miss him. Haih... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Just look forward lah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-4056191730885482065?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/4056191730885482065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=4056191730885482065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/4056191730885482065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/4056191730885482065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-not-easy.html' title='It&apos;s not easy...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-8889176637967717212</id><published>2009-08-06T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T00:59:12.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's been almost two weeks I have not update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Had been out non stop in these two weeks. Kinda tired but hell it's fun!!! Nothing really much happen in these two weeks. Just a simple, dull life. The only thing I actually remember happened this week is I got angry. It's been a long long long long DAMN long time since I really got angry with somebody. But actually I'm okay after the few minutes later. Can't really get angry with somebody for so long. Plus I don't like myself being angry. It's kinda freaking people out. And also freaking myself out. I'm very scary when I'm angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLus, I've been haunting for clothes for these few days. But too bad nothing really catches my eyes. Clothes in Kuching either it's too expensive or it's not nice. Saw this Kimono dress which is nice but it cost bloody RM99. It's so damn freaking expensive. I can get this kind of Kimono dress for RM34 at blogshop. But yesterday I bought a shirt from Esprit which only cost RM49.90. So happy! Cause it's cheap but ofcourse la. There's a sale going on, if not I wont get such a nice shirt for so cheap which is branded. *haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: gonna hunt for more clothes!!!!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-8889176637967717212?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/8889176637967717212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=8889176637967717212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8889176637967717212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8889176637967717212'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-5910268496672526011?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/5910268496672526011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=5910268496672526011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5910268496672526011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5910268496672526011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-has-come.html' title='Time has come...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-8780252894892499402</id><published>2009-07-24T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:59:31.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;It's just hard to find someone who you truly love with all your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What more to say find someone who is truly love you with all his or her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;And it's like when you were thinking that you just found the right one for you but it turn out that actually it's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Or even you think that he or she is the right one for you but it tuen out to be the opposite from the other party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;How sad can that be?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Sometimes things just don't go to the way you want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;That's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;No matter how sad is it, how suffering is it, how unacceptable is it, how harsh is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;You still have to bear and deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;THAT'S LIFE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;It's just sad that you can't get the things that you want or the way you want something to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What I'm trying to say here is I'm still learning how to deal with the sad facts which I had a hard time in accepting it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I still need time to deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I need a very very very damn very long time to deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'm sorry if any of my attitude make you guys feel uneasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'm saying sorry cause someone told me something about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I have feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Those feelings just kept coming back and I'm trying to deal with it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;If I'm wasn't so serious about it I wont have a hard time dealing with those facts and feelings already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I do understand that things can't go back anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;No more feelings means NO MORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;It's the end, Buhhhhhh Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I still need time and I'm not trying to hold something here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I hope the day that I really forget everything just come sooner or faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-8780252894892499402?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-3583303243553956517</id><published>2009-07-19T02:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:42:46.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Gosh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;OH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;GOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;GOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;OH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;GOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;OH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;GOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;GOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;PLEASE DON'T LET ME SEE AND THINK ABOUT THE PAST... I CAN'T BEAR TO BE EMO AGAIN... I DON'T WANNA THINK ABOUT THE SAD, SUFFERING AND THOSE HURTING MOMENTS I'VE BEEN THROUGH THIS YEAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I'M SCARED OF IT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-3583303243553956517?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/3583303243553956517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=3583303243553956517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/3583303243553956517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/3583303243553956517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-my-gosh-oh-my-gosh-oh-my-gosh-oh-my.html' title='Oh My Gosh!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-6428978358338319605</id><published>2009-07-12T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:11:39.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I have a question!! I have a question!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Anybody tell me why people like to keep things in their heart?? And not saying it out?? Even the closest person they also wont speak out their problems!! How come huh?? For example, my Dad. Even he got a big big big problem he wont tell my Mum. How come huh?? It's like they have been living with each other for half of their life and yet my Dad don't even wanna tell what had happen. Oh My Gosh! It's like so weird man! You can't even trust your own wife? Or you don't wan your wife to suffer from it also? Aren't husband and wife should bear with happiness and sadness together? Why can't you just speak up?! My Mum kinda suffer with my Dad's attitude. It's kinda suffering that knowing the love ones is in trouble and have problem bothering them but don't even know what is it and can't help in anything. WootS!! I can feel the pain eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy ar Daddy... People out there ar people out there... Don't keep everything to yourself. Don't you know that your love ones and people who care about you is suffering also? Speak up your mind please. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I notice that mostly the horoscope sign that like to hide their feelings and problem is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIRGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sign. As you can see my Daddy is a Virgo, ,my best friend is a Virgo and don't like to speak up also, Him is a Virgo also and Jayson is a Virgo and we don't really know anything about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-6428978358338319605?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/6428978358338319605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=6428978358338319605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6428978358338319605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6428978358338319605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/question.html' title='Question!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-6932213018329461488</id><published>2009-07-10T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:21:37.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truly Madly Deeply</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'll be your fantasy, I'll be your hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'll be your love, be everything that you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I love you more with every breath truly, madly, deeply, do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I will be strong, I will be faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Because I am counting on a new beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;A reason for living a deeper meaning yeah~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna stand with you on a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna bathe with you in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna lay like this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And when the stars are shinning brightly in the velvet sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'll make a wish send it to heaven that will make you want to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Of the highest power and lonely hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The tears divide you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna stand with you on a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna bathe with you in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna lay like this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh can't you see it baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You don't have to close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Cause it's standing right before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;All that you need will surely come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'll be you dream, I'll be your wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'll be your fantasy, I;ll be your hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'll be your love be everything that you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I love you more with every breath truly, madly, deeply, do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna stand with you on a mountain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna play with you in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna lay like this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna stand with you on a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna bathe with you in the sea, yeah~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I want to lay like this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna stand with you on a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna play with you in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna lay like this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wanna stand with you on a mountain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-6932213018329461488?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/6932213018329461488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=6932213018329461488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6932213018329461488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6932213018329461488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/truly-madly-deeply.html' title='Truly Madly Deeply'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7944534336935465105</id><published>2009-07-10T00:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:20:32.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Don't know what had got into me again. Feeling so down the whole night. How come huh? Mood swing again? Don't think so. I'm just feeling very very down. Plus I feel very tired also. Don't feel like thinking so much and using my brain anymore.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wanna be dead!! Can't I just stop using my brain for 1 day? Just 1 day. I'm tired of living! Not that I wanna die or what. I just wanna have a rest for my brain. Not thinking of anything. And I'm tired of not knowing why I suddenly feeling so down. Seriously don't know why. It's like everything jumble up in my mind. Lots of thinking... Lots and lots of thinking... I don't like. Why must I have a complicated brain. How come it looks like I'm the only one who think this much? Or maybe you people out there think as much as me and even think more than me but you guys just keep it to yourself and didn't tell anybody. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I say. This is me and that is you. We are different. I know that. And for me adopting people's attitude is 1 thing I would wanna try out. Wanna feel like keeping things to myself and wanna know how people feel like if I'm keeping things to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7944534336935465105?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7944534336935465105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7944534336935465105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7944534336935465105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7944534336935465105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-839480697397256938</id><published>2009-07-06T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T16:02:55.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 JULY 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.03 P.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-839480697397256938?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/839480697397256938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=839480697397256938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/839480697397256938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/839480697397256938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/rip.html' title='R.I.P'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-4182518443593788662</id><published>2009-07-06T00:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:07:57.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why is it feel like that everything is coming back again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why am I being emo again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do I still care about Him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do I still so eager to know about his stuff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why can't I just let it go once and for all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why does things have to come back after a period of time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do I still have feeling towards him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do I still miss him sometimes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do I still think about the past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why does it so hard to forget about what had happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why is it so hard to forget a person?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I still kinda feeling the hurt that he did?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I still feel like crying over him?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I still believing in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why is this happening over and over again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I feel like disappear in this world now. Leaving nothing in this world. Not to think of anything. Not to suffer in this situation anymore. Just leaving everything in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-4182518443593788662?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/4182518443593788662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=4182518443593788662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/4182518443593788662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/4182518443593788662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-6061128994771130724</id><published>2009-07-04T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:54:32.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsolve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I so don't like people leaving me a question without an ANSWER!!&lt;br /&gt;Bitch!! Please la hor... Don't you know it's very suffering when you're EAGER to know something but you just can't get any answer out of it!! F*UCK la!!! You think Da Vinci Code meh now?? Want me to go solve it myself!! Go hell la you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I so eager wanna know about it!! Shiat!!! Maybe things are coming back again??!! F*UCK!!!!!! Don't wanna involve in it anymore man!!!! I quit!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-6061128994771130724?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/6061128994771130724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=6061128994771130724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6061128994771130724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6061128994771130724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/unsolve.html' title='Unsolve'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-193320308035208228</id><published>2009-07-03T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:00:13.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ night!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Event:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; BBQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Place:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Drey's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2nd July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 7.00 p.m onwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having BBQ at Drey's house yesterday night. Shesh!!! It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;FUN &lt;/span&gt;man!! I think the fun part are those liquor and beer. Haven't been drinking like this since ages!! I mean drink for a happy event. I've always drink alone and it's always cause I'm emo. I guess this is why people go to clubs huh? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before having all those fun, I've been helping Drey to prepare the food. Reach her house at 2 p.m. something almost 3 p.m. and I promise to reach at 2 p.m. I thought I was late for the helping. Eventually, I'm the first one who arrived to help. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt; The others are late. They arrived at 3 p.m. something almost 4 p.m. I guess. I was busying with the cooking part while the others clean outside of the house. Oh ya. Jayson, Lewis and Jason (Ang ge) help too. Lewis and Jason cook the spagetti. What can I say. It's nice. Shouldn't underestimate their cooking skills eh. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing all the preparation for the party to start. I took a bath at Drey's house. Can't stand not taking a bath after sweating. How stupid am I that I forgot to bring towel. Drey borrowed me hers. Thanks, Drey. And kinda sorry I "mahuan" you. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;=S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get the party started!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The "hosts" was doing the BBQ. Which include Jason, Lewis and Him. Then the others kinda sit there and wait. That was at the begining. Then people starting to take over the grill. Except me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm wearing white colour shirt what. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*paiseh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was full already after eating the potato salad, spagetti, 2 sausages and a chicken wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then start the drinking part!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jason that I'm kinda drunk. Asking people drink is the best part he did yesterday night. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt; Then half way partying, the police came and said the neighbours complaint about those noises we made. Luckily nothing really happen also. After that we continue with the party. Everybody was kinda drunk that night expect for Yu An. He did not drink a single drop. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The first person who drunk is Jason Bong. The first person who vomit was Johnny. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So bad I laugh at him. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I started to felt drunk when I drink the  red wine. Then Kelvin keep laughing when he was drunk. So damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Remember the second previous post I was saying I'm predicting what they will do? I predict they would "suan" me right? Guess again. I was half correct &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Never would expect that they will play so "rough" (cho). Er... Don't wanna mention anything about that. Whole night was "suan-ing" away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back home at around 12. 21 a.m. Then off to bed I go. Overall, I was happy and I seriously had fun. I was so damn full!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-193320308035208228?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/193320308035208228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=193320308035208228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/193320308035208228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/193320308035208228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/bbq-night.html' title='BBQ night!!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-9207044411205930669</id><published>2009-07-03T12:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:44:04.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sad =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Jayson went back to KK already. Went to have dinner with him, Drey and Brandon. Then we went to send Jayson off to airport. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;him so much!! I don't like the feeling of seperation. Especially with someone who is very close again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!!!!!! I seriously hate it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kinda reminds me how me and Him separate while I'm still deeply in love with Him. Okay quit those stuff. Don't wanna think of it anymore. Like what people say, we cannot go back to past and we can't change it. So just let it be. Time cures everything. Even the cut in my heart, but I know it wont fully recover. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so freaking moody now. I miss Jayson. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;h &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;osh!! Never miss a person so much despite of Him. But please don't get me wrong. I don't &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; him love him. I only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; him as a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He's my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST GUY FRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt; I've been telling everything about me, my life, my feelings, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! How can I don't miss him when he's not here? Although sometimes he very "cipai" and "pubo" la. But I still love him. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;=D&lt;/span&gt; Feel like crying ah!!!!! How I wish he won't go back. Without him to spice up my life it's like my life is so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quit saying about the sad stuff already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Take care, Jayson!! I'll MISS you!! If only u read my blog la. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;If go Labuan bring me back chocolates and alcohol!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-9207044411205930669?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/9207044411205930669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=9207044411205930669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/9207044411205930669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/9207044411205930669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sad.html' title='I&apos;m sad =('/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-6612650815308116201</id><published>2009-07-02T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:11:58.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't think of 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just feel like writing something. But I've got nothing to write. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt; Bored what. Gonna bring my bro back to school later. Driver!&lt;br /&gt;Then later gonna be busy with the BBQ things. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I'm kinda predicting something. What would happen tonight. I think will being "suan" again. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt; Plus with that Jayson's stupid action wanting me to admit something that I don't wanna admit and have no reason in admitting it. Shesh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I use my brain too much. Don't care whatever it is I'll think very far and hesitate in doing every single thing. Can't I just don't think too much? Kinda hate my attitude of thinking too much about everything. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-6612650815308116201?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/6612650815308116201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=6612650815308116201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6612650815308116201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6612650815308116201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/cant-think-of-1.html' title='Can&apos;t think of 1'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7241935590709568919</id><published>2009-07-01T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:25:25.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doze off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Short post before I doze off. Kinda have minor headache right now. Maybe the weather is too hot for me to handle eh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Nothing much about this afternoon really. The kinda "thing" really happen is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;From top to bottom... Here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Went out with Karen, Jayson and Kelvin today. I went to picked Jayson and Karen then head off to tHe Spring where Kelvin already waited us there. "Paiseh la Kelvin. For keep you waiting." We was like half an hour late. xP Then have my breakfast plus lunch at tHe Spring Food Bazar. Actually is kinda like high tea also? cause it's almost 3 p.m. already. I ate Salad Chicken Rice. Never try before and this is my first time eat the Salad Chicken Rice thre. It was not bad after all. Kinda the best Salad Chicken Rice. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;After that we went for Ais Kacang. Hot weather with a nice cooling Ais Kacang is the best. At first we went to Stutong marktet to eat Ais Kacang. But it was closed so we headed to San Xiao there eat. But Kelvin said his car no petrol and need me to bring him. So i suggested him to parked his car at Lorong 16 and I'll bring him. When we reached there it was full of people. After finish our Ais Kacang then I drove them back to Lorong 16. Okay!! Get ready ya!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The best part is coming!! *haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we headed back to Lorong 16. There is high school girl which is quite cute in the back passenger seat in a car in front of me keep on looking at Kelvin. At first we din notice till Kelvin told us. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then we kinda like observing the girl. Like what had been told by Kelvin. That girl is like keep on peeking at Kelvin. Then we start "suan" Kelvin. *haha* Keep asking him to say "Hi" to that girl and kinda say he coward (sorry for using this word, english not that good and can't find another word to substitute it). Don't dare to say "Hi" to the girl and shy-ing away. He was like don even dare to look at the girl. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; It's the first time I see him acting like that. So damn shy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Kelvin, where is your skills that you've been saying you are good in hooking up with girls huh? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;After that, I went to pick my brother from his school. Tired of being a driver la. Wish that I can afford another car. A Kancil for me I be satisfied already. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Okay... Off to bed now. And dream of me having a car.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Nites~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7241935590709568919?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7241935590709568919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7241935590709568919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7241935590709568919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7241935590709568919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/dozee-off.html' title='Doze off...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-8367857435671817813</id><published>2009-07-01T13:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T13:23:36.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise and Shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;My morning is kinda okay. Sleep till 11.30 a.m. Haven't been sleeping till this late already. Kinda lazy wanna wake up this morning and keep on lazying around on my bed till almost 12 noon. Ya... I know. I act like a pig. It's nice okay? Haven't been really doing this since long time ago? Cause I really forget how long I've not been lazying around on my bed already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda obsess with the song &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unbreak My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; it's originally by Toni Braxton. But I listen to Whitney Houston version. I've been keep repeating it all over again and again. Oh My Gosh... It's so damn nice. Totally love the lyrics man! Oh ya... Went to Enter K with Jayson and Kelvin. We sang this song. And guess what? I phail. Know why? Cause I kinda don have the voice to sing this song. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till here I'll stop. Maybe gonna update my blog very soon. Like tonight? Kinda addicted to blogging now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-8367857435671817813?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/8367857435671817813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=8367857435671817813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8367857435671817813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8367857435671817813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/07/rise-and-shine.html' title='Rise and Shine'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-5318634536018301223</id><published>2009-06-30T18:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:14:07.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumble up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Emotions are jumble up... Tired. Frustrated. Depressed. Emotionless. Hate. Confuse. Jealous.(not sure about this, don think so la) Er... Don't know la. Just feel like lying there, don't wanna move at all, don't wanna think of anything and just like being &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why can't human act like a robot. Press the "on" button and  we are able to move around, think with our brain and full of emotion. When press the "off" button and we are like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Not moving at all, can't think of anything and emotionless. How I wish I can be a robot. Only think and have emotion when I wan to. Then I can choose what emotion I wanna experience in. How nice my life would be. Wrong. Should be "How &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;COLORFUL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;my life would be!" &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... I kinda &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; realize something. Not gonna tell what is it about. What I can say is I'm like so darn slow. Shiat man! Seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DARN F*CKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; slow man! Only realize it &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when the thing is like freaking few months ago. WTF! Seriously WTF man! Owh well... Told you before that I was stupid and slow. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that I will fall for it. I've always exclaim that I wont act like any other people acted. But I end up being no difference from them. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;blinded people, making people can't see the road ahead clearly. What can I say then. That's the way it is. That's the power of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt; Being in love is sweet, but when it ends it is bitter. That's it. And it's kinda a life path that human must walk through it? I've never regretted it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm too free which makes me always think of all these stuff huh? Love. Relationship. Romance. Other half. Boys. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey, all human being are the same okay. It's not wrong to think of it ya know. I kinda have lots of love philosophy eh... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt; Geez... Can't I have other philospphy than this. LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-5318634536018301223?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/5318634536018301223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=5318634536018301223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5318634536018301223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5318634536018301223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/06/jumble-up.html' title='Jumble up...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7410638716971987028</id><published>2009-06-28T23:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:10:46.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What is the thing that is SWINGING??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Guess!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;*teng* *teng* teng*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*teng*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;My MOOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Yes!! Again!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I got mood swing again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Tiring man. I seriously don't like myself being like this all the time. It's like this minutes I'm okay. Then the next minute I'm like kinda moody and stuff and think a lot about everything and anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;And I'm thinking myself as STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;Yes!! I'm STUPID!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm F*UCKING, FREAKING, DARN, DAMN STUPID!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Sometimes, the answer you've been searching high and low for all these while. But, it's just right in front of you, showing you the answer. You just don't realize it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;This is what I've been experiencing. I've been searching high and low and have been cracking my head to figure out for the answer.And I finally found it. It's just right in front of me, showing me very clearly that the answer I've been searching for so long and I din even realize it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So... What do you call this huh? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;STUPID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;la duh... Or just maybe I know the answer all these while and I just don't wanna accept it huh? Sometimes I've been thinking that maybe I the most &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;STUPID&lt;/span&gt; person in this world. Easily fall for something like this. A better wording for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;STUPID&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I've found the answer I've been looking for, for months and I've got it. And for someone... Yea! Your word hurts me a lot. Although it's true. I rather you din tell me that and just leave it like that at this moment. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7410638716971987028?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7410638716971987028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7410638716971987028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7410638716971987028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7410638716971987028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/06/swing.html' title='Swing!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-550879438498949950</id><published>2009-06-27T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:23:11.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHA~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Haha... "Aha" about what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;He should know this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm just kinda surprising that He's still reading my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Erm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I guess this blog is like a "link" between me and Him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What I'm trying to say it's He knows everything about me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As in my feelings... What I'm thinking... My thoughts and stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And the unfair part is I don't know Hes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Eh... Don't get me wrong ya. I'm not saying that He should own a blog and write down all of His feelings, thoughts and stuff la okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And maybe He never like... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Erm... "Doesn't care about anything anymore?" Get what I mean? My "isi tersirat". He so smart. Sure can get what I mean right? *haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I wanna know how come He send me that message after reading my blog. It's like I've been writing so many posts about Him for the past few months and and He only "reply" me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Can He give me an answer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*Curious* =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm just asking about it. If He don't feel like "replying" me it's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And I guess I found out the true answer about "it"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I was thinking like maybe... Just maybe... Sometimes there's a chance for me and Him to talk. But, we just can't speak up. That's what I'm thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Maybe someday me and Him can talk to each other like normal. As friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Or we just should like kinda go back to semester 1 in foundation. Intro ourselves again. I mean like be friends all over again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Whatever la. Let's just let the time do their stuff. Time matters remember? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;K la... Till then... It's 1.05 a.m already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nites &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-550879438498949950?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/550879438498949950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=550879438498949950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/550879438498949950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/550879438498949950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/06/aha.html' title='AHA~~'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-8378750119289647078</id><published>2009-06-27T00:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:29:09.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Current mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Missing somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Emotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Jumble up with happiness, sadness, disappointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, look at the time now. Below there. It's already 1.24 a.m. and I'm missing Him. =)&lt;br /&gt;Weird huh? How come I miss Him in a sudden? Neh... I'm not sure myself.&lt;br /&gt;Know where is He now and I might have the ability to know what is he doing now at that place. =X&lt;br /&gt;What can I say then? He loves FREEDOM. Actually who doesn't huh? I mean like seriously who doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;That's kinda the reason He broke up with me. I've repeatedly asked myself about it.&lt;br /&gt;"Did I control Him? Did I control Him too much? I'm a control freak? I did not give him the 'space' that he want? Shouldn't gave him curfew?" Too many question marks had been through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm not a mind reader okay? I need Him to tell me what He want from me. Freedom? 'Space'? Not to control him? Don't like the curfew tingy?&lt;br /&gt;Oi! Speak up! Not as if He's dumb or what. He can talk ya know?&lt;br /&gt;Speak up la duh. Aren't being in a relationship the most important tools to lengthen a relationship is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMMUNICATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! You heard me!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;COMMUNICATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I repeat...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMMUNICATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think I brag too much about it already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Purpose of this post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna write down and post up my current feelings... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-8378750119289647078?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/8378750119289647078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=8378750119289647078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8378750119289647078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8378750119289647078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/06/currently.html' title='Currently'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7897867547596315975</id><published>2009-06-26T22:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:58:28.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This post would be a short post which requested by SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Won't you guys realize that mostly my post is about Him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What can I say??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He's my Life??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Actually he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; to be my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Gonna make this short post not about him...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Last 2 days... which is Wednesday, 24th June, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me, Jayson, Drey and 2 of her cousins, Veler and Gladys went to eat Roti Pisang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Then on the way to Swinburne, there's this guy knock on the car window and pointed at my car's left side of the back tyre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Then Drey look back and saw the tyre of my car pointed by that guy flatted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sure 1st thing come to your mind is that we panicked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Too bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We did not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The only problem now is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Non of us know how to pump air into the tyre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Owh well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;There's nothing we can do besides going to the petrol station and pump the air into the tyre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Luckily Jayson was there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He helped me while the others sit inside the car... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;*HaHa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Then off Swinburne we go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Reached Swinburne... Saw Him and Lewis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;*The End*&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7897867547596315975?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7897867547596315975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7897867547596315975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7897867547596315975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7897867547596315975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/06/short-post.html' title='Short post...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-454150739567461229</id><published>2009-06-26T19:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:36:04.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts... =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;How am I going to start with it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Yesterday, went out to eat Roti Pisang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt; with Drey, Lewis n Him... (Sorry, don feel like mentioning his name and I think you guys know who the Him is) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Like what I expected when I knew Lewis and Him is joining me and Drey for lunch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Lewis would "suan" me and Him...(No hard feelings about it. I'm okay with it tough)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Like what I said... Lewis would "suan" us, as in me and Him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;It goes like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Lewis to Stella: Why are you so quiet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Stella to Lewis: Nothing le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Drey to Stella : Yalo... Why are you so quiet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Stella to Drey : Eat till very full. Don't feel like talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Drey to Stella : Owh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Lewis to Him      : Eh... You usually talk a lot. How come today you so quiet also?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Drey to Us            : Yala... Yala... How come you two (me and Him) so quiet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Lewis to Us         : How come you two don't talk? You guys haven't been talking for so long already le. How come you two don't talk? You guys quarrel is it? How come you to don't talk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Me and Him             : *speechless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Him to Lewis     : Eat eat... Don't talk so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What can I say right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;He din even speak up to answer any of Lewis's question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Why and how would I answer him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;At that moment when Lewis ask those question there's an urge that I wanna say "Hi" to Him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Just a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SIMPLE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"Hi" and I couldn't make it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;CHOCKED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;up by something in my throat and I just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;COULDN'T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;speak up!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Gosh!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;What had got into me?! You'll ask...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I DON'T KNOW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;been my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;WHOLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;life I act like that!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Assumption:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I don't feel like talking to him. Cause he hurt me too deeply and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;   I'm not fully recover yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I don't know what should I talk to him. Cause there's no topic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;   between me and Him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I get use to not talk to him. Cause it's been about 3 months plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;   and almost 4 months we did not talk to each other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Conclusion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;There isn't any conclusion. I have no idea what is happening to me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;And I was kinda wondering, why would my friends and even my sis ask me this question:"Why won't you talk to Him?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;hat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;ell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Please la... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I'm finding an answer for this question for so long already and I can't get any!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Please... Next time turn around and try to ask Him about it and let me know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Why won't He talk to me?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Or maybe next time Lewis will start asking Him that question in front of me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I'll thank him a zillion and I'll be glad that he did that... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I would like to listen to his answer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;*HAHA*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-454150739567461229?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/454150739567461229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=454150739567461229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/454150739567461229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/454150739567461229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-thoughts.html' title='My Thoughts... =)'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7990404026656193316</id><published>2009-06-17T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:04:02.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RanDom!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you not??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you not???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you not????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*teng* *teng* *teng* *teng*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE YOU!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7990404026656193316?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7990404026656193316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7990404026656193316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7990404026656193316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7990404026656193316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/06/random.html' title='RanDom!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-2741086771046697434</id><published>2009-06-09T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:31:58.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;START&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRINKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-2741086771046697434?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/2741086771046697434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=2741086771046697434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2741086771046697434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2741086771046697434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/06/zzzzzz.html' title='Zzzzzz'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-1093408534677700641</id><published>2009-06-05T20:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:07:06.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another sudden feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Don't really know what have got into my mind right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I feel sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I feel empty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I feel like drinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I feel like getting drunk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I feel like forgetting everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Seriously EVERYTHING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Is it because of him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I've no idea myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm jealous about THAT??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm not happy with him not talking to me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*no idea*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Was everything happening right now my fault??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It seems like everything going well UNTIL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Am I too sensitive or what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's like I'm OK with everything already until...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Am I still in LOVE with him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I seriously have no idea about that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Cause it seems like I've giving up on him already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm trying to be friends with him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But it seems like I have difficulties in doing that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Every now and then when I'm trying to approach him or take things never happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I just can't do it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It just wont work in the way that I want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The more I'm trying to forget everything the more it WONT work!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Maybe I'm not ready yet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Don't know about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;*blur* *blur*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;When I was sleeping on the floor this afternoon at my friends house, I suddenly felt that it would be nice if He's here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By my side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I could sleep on his lap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Really miss that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Then I could hug him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;......BUT.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That wouldn't be possible already... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nothing would be possible for US anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have I accept the fact that WE wont be going back anymore??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have I accept the fact that there is NO miracles between US??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Or am I still being stupid that someday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Just someday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That WE would be together again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I think I'm trying to hold something between US...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And there's this feeling that I'm afraid to loose him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Actually I'm loosing him already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's just so hard to explain!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I DO NOT WANT TO LOOSE HIM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I seriously can't imagine if that day come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Owh well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What can I do right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;There's nothing that I can do to make Him come back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;There's nothing that I can do to turn back the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm just hoping that I can give up on Him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Wont be emo because of him anymore... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I think that I might still in LOVE with him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-1093408534677700641?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/1093408534677700641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=1093408534677700641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1093408534677700641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1093408534677700641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-sudden-feelings.html' title='Another sudden feelings'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-3093681881320389323</id><published>2009-05-21T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:24:50.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I suddenly feel empty...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I suddenly miss "lorong" 16...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I suddenly feel like going there...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I suddenly miss Jayson (as friend)...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I suddenly feel like talking to him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I suddenly feel like playing with him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I suddenly feel like going out and have some fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I suddenly miss HIM a lot and do not know why this could happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I suddenly want him to be by my side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I suddenly want to see him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I suddenly feel very sad and feel like crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I suddenly have this stupid idea and wish that we could be together again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I suddenly feel that I'm the most STUPID person in this WORLD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-3093681881320389323?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/3093681881320389323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=3093681881320389323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/3093681881320389323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/3093681881320389323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-suddenly-feel-empty.html' title='Suddenly'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-8701602296923676446</id><published>2009-05-20T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:30:54.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOTSSSS!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What I "WOOTSSSS" about???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Look at the date up there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;It's 20th AGAIN!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Big deal???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;It's a big deal if it's 4 months ago!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we did not... HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If you do read my blog always you would know what is it all about... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Maybe like what my friend said (you know who you are) YOU maybe are reading my blog since you loves to read blog and think that I'm stupid enough and still haven't get over you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But what can I say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I just can't get over you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Might as well you tell me what should I do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Everybody did told me to get over you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I did try and it seems like it's very hard for me to get over you and I would still miss you in a sudden...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And every month when it's almost 20th I would be very emo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Maybe I still love you that's why this date still meant a lot to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Stupid???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yeah... I guess so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm not emo today cause I've been emo for 3 days already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;3 days!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Can't imagine that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I've been emo since Sunday morning when I woke up until yesterday night... HAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I am curious that what would happen if we are still together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Would it be better or would it be worse???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Still the same old thing I would say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We can work out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We can work out if ONLY we want to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But what you told me is that you can't do it, it's not as easy as I think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Never try Never know"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Or maybe on that time you don't love me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I'm trying very hard not to think so much about it and tend to believe in what I'm believing in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I do remember you told me that DO NOT DOUBT in anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I DO NOT DOUBT IN ANYTHING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Believing that you do love me and you are not fooling around with our relationship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But as time passes, I tend to doubt all those stuff that I'm believing in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Our relationship had end 3 months plus ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But still I can't get over you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I just don't understand myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I do know that I need to get over you and move on with my life, but i just can't do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Maybe I'm still waiting for some kind of miracle to happen???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAHA... STUPID!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SERIOUSLY STUPID!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I think I really am loving you and do not expect anything in return...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Maybe my stupidity had annoy you and you do feel disgust or maybe hated me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What can I do???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I can't control...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If emotion are so easy to control then nobody would commit suicide in this world... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ey... But I'm trying my best to control ok??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HEHE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I do have feeling towards you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Here... I want to wish you good luck in anything and everything although sometimes I do hate you... (Don't know why sometimes  I hate you also)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;p/S: If only you read la... HAHA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-8701602296923676446?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/8701602296923676446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=8701602296923676446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8701602296923676446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8701602296923676446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/05/wootssss.html' title='WOOTSSSS!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-6623077555897635483</id><published>2009-05-17T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:42:02.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wondering why I miss him once I woke up this morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;There's a urge that I feel like seeing him and messaging him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Is it cause I've been talking about him last night which make me miss him this much???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I've no idea also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I miss him soooooooooooooooooooooo damnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn muchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;=( So feel like crying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But the tears just wont come out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So stupid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I emo just for nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I'm so stupid in getting myself emo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-6623077555897635483?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/6623077555897635483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=6623077555897635483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6623077555897635483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6623077555897635483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/05/wondering.html' title='Wondering...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-3150049527039658294</id><published>2009-05-16T16:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:03:53.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Am I giving up on him already??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm not sure myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sometimes I got jealous because of him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sometimes I don't even take him exist in this world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I tend to take him as invisible so that I would not see him and make myself happier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;So... Am I giving up on him or am I just still kinda angry at him for ending up everything???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm blur myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Do I still love him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;If I do not love him how come I still got jealous cause of him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Or do I still kinda angry and kinda hate him in ending up everything??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't know!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I still kinda hope tat we can go back together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;But at the same time I want to forget him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;SO COMPLICATED!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I tend not to hate him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;N I tend not to love him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;He had changed a lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Maybe he's happier without me being in his life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I think it's better he told me the true reason that he want to end this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't think the reason is this simple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I rather he being straight forward to me than hurting me like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;HURT!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;PAINFUL!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;SAD!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;ANGRY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Maybe we both need some time for each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Hope everything will be okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I mean I hope that I wont have any emotional feeling because of him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-3150049527039658294?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/3150049527039658294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=3150049527039658294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/3150049527039658294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/3150049527039658294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='...........'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-6532300464107868512</id><published>2009-04-17T23:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:08:36.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm finding the purpose of living in this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really get over with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems not going in the way that I've been planned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand why human live in this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna end the life also hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-6532300464107868512?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/6532300464107868512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=6532300464107868512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6532300464107868512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6532300464107868512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/04/purpose.html' title='purpose'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-4058981522263503776</id><published>2009-03-30T20:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:14:59.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random feeling~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Got a free counseling session from Jayson today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey... Jayson... Thanks for the counseling ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's kinda not working... Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ba... I very stubborn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why won't you stop something which is bad when you have the choice to stop it?".... That's what Jayson ask me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime it's not that we don't wanna stop the bad things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that we DON'T KNOW how!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have to live with it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which make my life kinda live like hell now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I tend to emo everyday after I had break up with him... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to emo everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it turn out that I kinda emo everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get hurt easily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I maybe look strong from the outside, but from the inside I'm fragile....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just like any other girls outside there which need people to care for and need lots of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will take me a long time to recover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really long!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been 1 month plus that we had broke up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still never thinking of giving up on you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe few years from now?? Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professional say: We only need to do something continuously for 3 to 4 months to get a habit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been continuously sms-ing each other for about 8 months counted in the days that we been together for 24/7....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now I suddenly can't message him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how SAD is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to have a habit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it's hard to put away a habit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, sure we need to try to put away the habit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying very hard now, but it seems like it's not working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that YOU are the one who is on my mind when I wake up everyday??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first think I think of when I wake up it's also YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YOU are the one who I think of before I sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you ever heard the song Everytime from Britney Spears??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's reflecting how I really feel now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW how to give up on YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had given me the best memories and it wont fade away no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that I love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always the best to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the guy that worth for me to wait and love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always said that you are not worth for me to love you and you also said that you are not a good guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me YOU ARE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because there is no reason for me to give up on YOU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU are all that I wanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I don't even know what love is in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I said I want to change YOU to the person that I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the perfect person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SORRY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had love you in a wrong way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've learn my lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've should had love you who YOU are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need another chance to cover up my mistake and love you in a different way and I believe that we will work out very well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to wait for YOU for a year or more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as YOU come back to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU need a break I'll give YOU the break that YOU want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because YOU are worth for me to wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope that YOU will give me another chance to LOVE YOU in a correct way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*praying*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel different without YOU....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-4058981522263503776?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/4058981522263503776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=4058981522263503776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/4058981522263503776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/4058981522263503776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-feeling.html' title='Random feeling~~'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-6318113643043985699</id><published>2009-03-20T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:09:39.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 20th again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;It's 20th again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only different from the previous 20th is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's March 20th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be the 3rd monthly anniversary if we did not break up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite emo since yesterday till now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm emo since yesterday because I saw the cake that HE bought for me for my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really reminds me of HIM of the days that we had been so sweet together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next day (which is today) is the official date we've been together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really misses YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't forget everything about YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i stupid or what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU had moved on with YOUR own life and live happily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I wanna think of the past which links to YOU and make myself suffer???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't let YOU go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's just not the time to let YOU go yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really love YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I should let YOU go already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just seems like I do not want to let YOU go and I don't know how to let YOU go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU are worth for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU are more precious than anything for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that anything can happen in this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I would be with YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end we end up together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that there is a possibility that YOU will come back to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know whether my thinking is correct or what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just believe it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm too naive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or YOU can say that I'm stupid la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just believe it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe YOU are reading this post or maybe YOU are not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to post out what I feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and EVER will....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-6318113643043985699?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/6318113643043985699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=6318113643043985699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6318113643043985699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/6318113643043985699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-20th-again.html' title='It&apos;s 20th again...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-3579924623738298370</id><published>2009-03-15T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:39:07.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hehe... I'm still loving you... You see that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Being close with other guy friends and looking at other cute n hot guys doesn't mean that I don't love you anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still hoping that someday you will come back to me!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you wont feel awkward anymore k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free when I'm around k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-3579924623738298370?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/3579924623738298370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Seriously don't understand myself!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why whenever I see him I feel soooooo angry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why whenever he close to a girl, even though I know you guys are just friends i feel so jealous and angry!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy really make my life sucks like hell!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so damn angry??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I still love him??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna love him!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ever brought me to heaven....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bring me to hell!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn shit you!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm angry at you tough!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think when we are couple we live better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I got a good reason to get angry and jealous....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I just think it's ridiculous that I'm angry and jealous at you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you don't have the same opinion as mine that we live better as couple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just make me feel like you live better without me bugging your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want you to treat me better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just my dream only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should stop thinking about you and give up on you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop putting any hope on you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't understand why I will fall for you at first....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just blind that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not regretting in loving you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just don't understand why.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many stuff that I wanna know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just won't tell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there is any hope between us anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let everything go the way it wanna go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate loving!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever let me fall for anyone again!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't trust anybody so easy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can just take back their promise anytime they want!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won't care about your feeling!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They only will care for themselves!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live a new life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live better than you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've should know it earlier!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys never can be trusted!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost trust in guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-64185726242071379</id><published>2009-02-20T19:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:20:28.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today it's 20th February...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date 20th is a very special date for me from that day on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date gave me the happiest memory 2 months ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's different now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It bring sadness to me now, whenever I think of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it's just different without you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me the best 1 month and 25 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to end it this fast???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still don't understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the song Until You by Shayne Ward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the song that I gave you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For me, the song really represent Me and You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Until You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Baby, life was good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you just made it better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I love the way you stand by me through any kind of weather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I don't wanna run away, just wanna make your day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When you feel the world is on my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I don't wanna make it worse, just wanna make us work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Baby, tell me I will do whatever...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like nobody ever knew me until you knew me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It feels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;like nobody ever loved me until you loved me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It feels like nobody ever touched me until you touched me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Baby, nobody, nobody until you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Baby, it just took one hit of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm addicted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know whats missing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Till you get everything you needed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I don't wanna run away, just wanna make your day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When you feel the world is on your shoulders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I don't wanna make it worse, just wanna make it work...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Baby, tell me i will do whatever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It feels like nobody knew me until you knew me...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like nobody loved me until you loved me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It feels like nobody touched me until you touched me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Baby, nobody, nobody until you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it was enough to know, if I ever let you go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I would be no one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cause I never thought I'd feel all the things you made me feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Wasn't looking for someone, oh, until you...&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It feels like nobody knew&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me until you knew me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It feels like nobody loved me until you loved me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It feels like nobody touched me until you touched me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Baby, nobody, nobody...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It feels like nobody knew me until you knew me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It feels like nobody loved me until you loved me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It feels like nobody touched me until you touched me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Baby, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, until you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song really saying out what I feel towards You when I'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;m with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel the same way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really hope that we can go back together som&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always wait for you no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do read my previous post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did mentioned that I'll love you no matter what happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do keep my promise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You promise that you'll love me no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you still remember it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my first choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SZ6bji1gzFI/AAAAAAAAAII/o7iVfpt8xZg/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SZ6bji1gzFI/AAAAAAAAAII/o7iVfpt8xZg/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304848446038002770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SZ6bv9i7D_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/QTg5hVls94M/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SZ6bv9i7D_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/QTg5hVls94M/s320/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304848659366219762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still remember this Rock that you gave me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the best present that you gave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the days that we are together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you back badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm half empty without you as you fill me up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-64185726242071379?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SZ6bji1gzFI/AAAAAAAAAII/o7iVfpt8xZg/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-2485195824200712667</id><published>2009-02-16T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:45:18.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye`Bye`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-2485195824200712667?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/2485195824200712667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=2485195824200712667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2485195824200712667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2485195824200712667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/02/byebye.html' title='Bye`Bye`'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7519761046780142098</id><published>2009-02-10T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:56:41.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish the time can trun back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we can go back just like last time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you can go back to the old days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish this would never happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you can tell me everything and don't keep to yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I can change myself into a better person just like you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that the sad stuff can just vanish from my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I can see you everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I can be by your side everyday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I can love you more and more each day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you can spend your time with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I wont miss you so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that on "that" day you can at least find me after you work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you ask me to change too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you can love me till the end of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you can know what I'm thinking every time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we can go out together again like that day, only both of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I can be with you forever... and i know i can.... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still LOVE you no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;p/s: I wish all my wishes come true.... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7519761046780142098?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7519761046780142098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7519761046780142098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7519761046780142098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7519761046780142098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/02/wishing.html' title='Wishing....'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-2194782940636928215</id><published>2009-02-09T16:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:00:07.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hater.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Does anybody know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Love = Hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Loving someone is equal to hating someone when he or she did something upset or disappoint you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The deeper you love someone, the deeper you hate someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;That's why I told you I HATE you!! I really really damn HATE you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I HATE you for treating me so good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I HATE you for not understand me sometimes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I HATE you for not giving me time to accompany you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I HATE you for not letting me to stay by your side!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I HATE you for making me missing you so much!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I HATE you for making me worrying you so much!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I HATE you for making me caring you so much!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I HATE you for doing so much for me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I HATE you for making me love you so deeply!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!! AT THE SAME TIME I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-2194782940636928215?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/2194782940636928215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=2194782940636928215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2194782940636928215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/2194782940636928215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/02/hater.html' title='Hater.......'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-8431615095502185295</id><published>2009-01-19T14:03:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:03:35.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16th January 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It was my 19th Birthday!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Do not have the mood to post it till now!!! Cheers~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I've been waiting for soooooo long already! Went to Enter K that mor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;elvin, Karen and Jayson (my K friends).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Damn.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Have fun singing with them. But, the time seems too short if us. We did n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;ot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;manage to sing finish the song that we picked.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;(Sorry, for not taking any pictures)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Celebrated my birthday at The Junk on that evening. 15 of my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;attended. N I have to say that it was my Best Birthday ever. I have the greatest and the happiest nigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;t. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;hanks fo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;r all my friends and you (you should know who you are if you read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt; blog). Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;With my "creative" grandma, Audrey Hon.... Come out with a sp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;ecial to u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nwrap my present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;This is how it works:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1. There is a clue stick on to the wrapping pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;er.&lt;br /&gt;2. The clue refers to the 10 person who shared th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;is p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;esent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;3. I have to guess who's the clue refer to.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;4. I only can unwrap t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;he layer of wr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;apping paper if I have the correct guess until I get to open my present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;5. I got 3 chances of guessing for each clue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Tada!!!!! Aren't my grandma creative or what?! H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;aha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And don't know what's wrong with me. I'm blur on that night.. Hardly guess who's th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;e clue refer to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQiCI6c4iI/AAAAAAAAADw/S7s_GsYD0Ww/s1600-h/IMG_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQiCI6c4iI/AAAAAAAAADw/S7s_GsYD0Ww/s320/IMG_0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892882214904354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;My first reaction when she told me about the rules.... Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQiCWQDVsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/yB4hCUPtQbY/s1600-h/IMG_0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQiCWQDVsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/yB4hCUPtQbY/s320/IMG_0686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892885795165890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Busy unwrapping the present...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;With that "clever" Ching's idea... She make me to take out the candles from the birthday cake by using my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXSmYgQkv5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/6BEP8xOT6h4/s1600-h/DSC02795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXSmYgQkv5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/6BEP8xOT6h4/s320/DSC02795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293038401973698450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;This is what she made me do.... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQmESS-MKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5Dt_1iKdeZM/s1600-h/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQmESS-MKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5Dt_1iKdeZM/s320/IMG_0739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292897317139919010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;My birthday cake... Thanks, dear.... I love it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And here comes the presents!!! Thanks for the present guys!!! I love them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQo4hjZa3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/kgrpcfp-O-A/s1600-h/IMG_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQo4hjZa3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/kgrpcfp-O-A/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292900413611797362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQrLxEO1ZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-dGCSzUMt_4/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQrLxEO1ZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-dGCSzUMt_4/s320/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292902943216817554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dear... Thanks for the presents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQrLCBUpRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/WgkMH5BqLF0/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQrLCBUpRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/WgkMH5BqLF0/s320/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292902930588149010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey bitches... Do you know that I love all of the presents till I don even feel like using it or eating the chocolate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQrLewyZ2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/2WyStzALMZQ/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQrLewyZ2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/2WyStzALMZQ/s320/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292902938303424354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MuaHaha... The pillow I've always wanted... Thanks!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Going to show you guys some random pics... Hehe... It's kind of sad that we did not manage to take group pictures. First, we are late for the birthday dinner. Second, we a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;re rushing to Chilax for continue celebrating my birthday... But, too bad when we reach Chilax it clo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sed already. The we went to airport McD... Haha... Sounds sad huh?? NOT!!! As long as I can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;be with my friends anywhere is ok with me.... Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Here's the pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXSsld_5buI/AAAAAAAAAGg/RRNvGg-p6RQ/s1600-h/IMG_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXSsld_5buI/AAAAAAAAAGg/RRNvGg-p6RQ/s320/IMG_0740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293045221774946018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXSt2_jcZpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Gz7pbjy_-6o/s1600-h/IMG_0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXSt2_jcZpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Gz7pbjy_-6o/s320/IMG_0719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293046622351812242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Drey and Daniel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXSwPFk9CcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Gw2qsvZvgLw/s1600-h/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXSwPFk9CcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Gw2qsvZvgLw/s320/IMG_0715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293049235308874178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Lewis was feeding Adrian.... So gay... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SZQBPKPX8OI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rtzC0qn91kI/s1600-h/IMG_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SZQBPKPX8OI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rtzC0qn91kI/s320/IMG_0712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301864021280420066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My dear and me... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXSy8fXlHgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qPKj4hG6_5g/s1600-h/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXSy8fXlHgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qPKj4hG6_5g/s320/IMG_0703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293052214349471234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ah beng Brandon and Jayson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXSy8Jh-6II/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ks6Ns8Ac9YY/s1600-h/IMG_0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXSy8Jh-6II/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ks6Ns8Ac9YY/s320/IMG_0704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293052208487524482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jason, Kelvin, Karen and Sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-8431615095502185295?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/8431615095502185295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=8431615095502185295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8431615095502185295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8431615095502185295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/01/16th-january-2009.html' title='16th January 2009'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SXQiCI6c4iI/AAAAAAAAADw/S7s_GsYD0Ww/s72-c/IMG_0673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7775350044101930940</id><published>2009-01-18T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:25:33.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WTF!!!!!!!  What is wrong with me anyway????!!!! I'm getting more and more blur about myself!!!!! I hate being immature!!!!!!! I don't want this to happen to me!!!!!!! I'm sad of being like that!!!!!!! It torture myself and you!!!!!!!! I'm soooo sorry about that!!!!! Please forgive me!!!!! I should tolerate you more in not understand me... I should understand that I should be patient at you.... I'm angry and sad at the same time that I angry at you... I'm sooooooo sorry!!!!!! I'll never give up on you!!!!!!!! N I'll always love you!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7775350044101930940?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7775350044101930940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7775350044101930940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7775350044101930940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7775350044101930940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2009/01/sad.html' title='sad....'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7886748726798728610</id><published>2008-12-19T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:06:28.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another lesson of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Anything could happen in this world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Never thought that this could happen. At first i was just being playful. I'm just fooling around with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;at that moment. But what happen now is a total different from that time. The world had change. And make me to change my opinion towards a lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;..............................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;At that moment i actually like a guy which i think is the guy that what I want all along. But it turn out differently. On that day, me n Ching making "prank" massage out of boredom and send it to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. The message was telling him that we both like him n whatsoever crap. And friends had warned me of really being in love with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. But I never care about it. Haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;................................&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;As time passes, i actually have a special feeling towards him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;is a kind of guy that i seriously never thought of i will fall in love with! But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;had change my mind! And had actually make me fall in love with him so deeply. Although &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;is not the ideal guy what I had in my mind, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; had made himself a very important position in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..............................................&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;But, there are times where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;make me disappointed in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. What can I say. This situation also appear in every couples. Guys never understand gals. Guys never know what girls want from them. I really don't like it when a person don't understand me, especially the person that I care and love most. It sadden me la ok?! Another thing that i don't really like about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HIM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;is being so "batu". Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;But I know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;changing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HIMSELF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;now. I don't mind waiting. I only want to keep this relationship as long as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;..........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE  &lt;/span&gt;really meant a lot to me. My emotions following how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIS &lt;/span&gt;emotion goes. Whenever &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE &lt;/span&gt;feel happy, I would be happy. Hope everything work out well between us and I don't want to loose the feeling towards &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;. I'll love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIM &lt;/span&gt;no matter what happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7886748726798728610?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7886748726798728610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7886748726798728610' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7886748726798728610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7886748726798728610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-lesson-of-my-life.html' title='Another lesson of my life'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-1722046559969877084</id><published>2008-12-03T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:52:30.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Can anyone tell me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Can anyone tell me that why a person can suddenly get emo and feel empty about anything?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I seriously don't know what had happen to me. I can suddenly get emo and felt life is empty!&lt;br /&gt;Hate this kind of feeling... Feel like this world has no hope already... I'm going to end my life soon...&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is happening to me!&lt;br /&gt;In this minute I can be hyper, but the next minute I'll feel emo n empty already...&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get rid of this kind of feeling, but nothing work!&lt;br /&gt;Hate this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-1722046559969877084?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/1722046559969877084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=1722046559969877084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1722046559969877084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/1722046559969877084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2008/12/emo.html' title='Emo...'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-3913097753276128557</id><published>2008-11-01T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:26:46.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;rday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Wake up very very early this morning, cause me n my friends are joining telematch which organized by our own school. When we reach there it was 8 a.m... Early right. But it end up that the telematch start at 9.30. We can't do anything, but just to wait. *Pr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ogress of waiting* (Don't feel like say it out, cause it's a long story). Then when it's 9.30, we went t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;o the person in charge to "report" ourselves. It turn out that they do not have our name on their participants list. Shesh.... Make me wake up so early for noth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ing. Haih....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;After that, Jonathan came to our school and we went to eat breakfast at McDonald. We went back to Swinburne again to check out the food stall. Haha... Me n my friends stay inside Jonathan's car to pretend to be Ah Lien and Ah Beng. Haha... And try to at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;tract people walk pass by turning the volume higher and honk the people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;pass by. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It was my first time experience. Audrey came out from the auditorium and told us that there is a eyelashes perming service inside and it only cost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM9.90&lt;/span&gt;... So cheap. Then we decide to do it. We have to close our eyes for the whole process and it the process was 45 minutes long. The thing made me not comfortable was that people can see us perming our eyelashes!!!! Plus, those guy friends was taking our photo... Shesh... Must take permi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ssion when u take our photo ok???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQx3Xeyxt9I/AAAAAAAAACo/ACqr6TcfFIQ/s1600-h/Image127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQx3Xeyxt9I/AAAAAAAAACo/ACqr6TcfFIQ/s320/Image127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263713309776000978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Audrey was waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQx4pgkQTRI/AAAAAAAAADA/yUTcSAPJUNc/s1600-h/Image128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQx4pgkQTRI/AAAAAAAAADA/yUTcSAPJUNc/s320/Image128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263714719001234706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Karen was thinking *Is it ready yet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my picture then.... Sorry la.... Can't take my own picture since i can't even open my eyes la... I'll try to get from my friend then I'll upload it... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-3913097753276128557?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/3913097753276128557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=3913097753276128557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/3913097753276128557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/3913097753276128557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2008/11/today.html' title='Today!!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQx3Xeyxt9I/AAAAAAAAACo/ACqr6TcfFIQ/s72-c/Image127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-8856028132096294568</id><published>2008-11-01T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:04:59.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;In the morning, as usual... Went to Swinburne in the early morning. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;t's my last marketing class. So happy. The fun start when the clock struck on 11.20 a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;m. Me and my friends Kelvin, Daniel and Karen went to Enter K. While my other friends went to other places. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; quite em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;barrassing. Cause I sing out of TUNE. Haha... Paiseh la... The people around me suffered. We sing mostly Chinese song. A bit kesian Daniel. Cause he don sing Chinese song. Felt a bit sorry. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are some pictures when we are in Enter K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxp1qpU3VI/AAAAAAAAABw/lv2QJVx_Ew4/s1600-h/Image101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxp1qpU3VI/AAAAAAAAABw/lv2QJVx_Ew4/s320/Image101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263698435190873426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Kelvin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxp1L5Xz9I/AAAAAAAAABo/ArDFUhn24no/s1600-h/Image104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxp1L5Xz9I/AAAAAAAAABo/ArDFUhn24no/s320/Image104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263698426936676306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Karen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!!!!!! I took Daniel's picture... But it's just not in my phone...  Sh*t....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;After that, we sent Daniel home, then we went back to Swinburne to "study".... But I end up doodling on my Marketing notes... Cause I'm not in a mood to study.Ok. Pictures again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What I doodle on my Marketing paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxtkjdPBeI/AAAAAAAAACA/zq4OvGXzX58/s1600-h/Image110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxtkjdPBeI/AAAAAAAAACA/zq4OvGXzX58/s320/Image110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263702539249845730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blood dripping from a red rose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxtl3dWNmI/AAAAAAAAACg/7NpIDKJ9-mE/s1600-h/Image126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxtl3dWNmI/AAAAAAAAACg/7NpIDKJ9-mE/s320/Image126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263702561798895202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't know what word to write. So, STUPID lo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxtlUxtjkI/AAAAAAAAACY/H7erOivLtto/s1600-h/Image119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxtlUxtjkI/AAAAAAAAACY/H7erOivLtto/s320/Image119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263702552489070146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love is in the air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxtlDR8qGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/plLnTyUZgDA/s1600-h/Image116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxtlDR8qGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/plLnTyUZgDA/s320/Image116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263702547792439394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Love is cracking and blood is dripping from a broken heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm not good in drawing la... Just feel like drawing that stuff on that moment...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-8856028132096294568?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/8856028132096294568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=8856028132096294568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8856028132096294568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/8856028132096294568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQxp1qpU3VI/AAAAAAAAABw/lv2QJVx_Ew4/s72-c/Image101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-9003134410602381137</id><published>2008-10-27T01:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:29:49.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back with blogging after 2 days... Nothing happen much yesterday. The only thing happen is I went to Sian's house and celebrated her birthday with a bunch of friends. Then the interesting part is Jonathan went drunk. But, not drunk enough. Haha... Talk about things happen 2 days earlier... In the afternoon there was a party in room 9.13 ( i think). It was a so call 'farewell party' cause it was the last class for English.  There are some pictures. BUT..... Sorry la... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;LAZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; want to post. After that afternoon, I went to Battle Of The Band with my friends... The bands there are not bad after all. Haha... Especially like the break dancing... And it cames again... Sorry... Cause I got pictures but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;LAZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; wanna post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P/s&lt;/span&gt;: I recommend you people out there do not read it... Cause it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Do not scold or blame to me that it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;.... Because  I told you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-9003134410602381137?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/9003134410602381137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=9003134410602381137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/9003134410602381137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/9003134410602381137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2008/10/lazy.html' title='Lazy.....'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-913840644640057816</id><published>2008-10-22T22:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:16:47.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come back with something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Final exam is coming. But I sill don't have then intention to study! Shesh!!! This really cannot go on. If not, sure I'll fail in my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;test! Haha... Really can't expect my mid term test mark will be that low. I expect it to be more higher ok?! Haih... There is a bit of disappointment when I saw my result that day. Now... Hopefully can get a better mark for my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LAW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;test. Or in other way... I can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;BLACKMAIL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HIM... Hehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-913840644640057816?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/913840644640057816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=913840644640057816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/913840644640057816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/913840644640057816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2008/10/final.html' title='Final!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-7184598825825416384</id><published>2008-10-20T21:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:40:47.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a F day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Since there is a lot of arguments about the previous &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F &lt;/span&gt;word, I'll change to other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F &lt;/span&gt;word.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What is my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F &lt;/span&gt;stands for? Sure you all know what it means right? DO NOT TELL ME YOU DO NOT WHAT IS IT ABOUT! It is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; day because lots of bad things happened today. Bad news and all those stuff I don think is good. DUH.... Haha! Sure bad stuff is not good la! Till the end... I don't wan to tell you all what is it about. Haha! Now... When you are angry, what will you to to release your anger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SCRAMBLE WHATEVER YOU WANT TO SAY IN A PAPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now... Try to see what i did... Hehe... (the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F &lt;/span&gt;had been change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQW2LBUY1sI/AAAAAAAAABI/BzZ9MD1i3AU/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQW2LBUY1sI/AAAAAAAAABI/BzZ9MD1i3AU/s320/Image050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261812040101058242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ignore the blank page down there. You'll see it later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SPyUXwZSmVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pEqUVpA9zxs/s1600-h/Image101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SPyUXwZSmVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pEqUVpA9zxs/s320/Image101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259241600710777170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the one! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BULL SHIT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually still got others. But CONFIDENTIAL!!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-7184598825825416384?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/7184598825825416384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=7184598825825416384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7184598825825416384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/7184598825825416384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2008/10/f-day.html' title='a F day!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKUE1B3TW90/SQW2LBUY1sI/AAAAAAAAABI/BzZ9MD1i3AU/s72-c/Image050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-5047668388450975101</id><published>2008-10-19T15:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:42:39.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;! Does anybody know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;meant a lot to me?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think anybody know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;that, even my parents!&lt;br /&gt;And I think that no one understands me.&lt;br /&gt;The only person who understand me is HER.&lt;br /&gt;I really felt very angry that my parents don't let me out.&lt;br /&gt;It's just like I've been trap in my own&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;house.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I need to go out whenever I want, wherever I want!&lt;br /&gt;Shesh....&lt;br /&gt;Hate Being Control!&lt;br /&gt;I rather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;DIE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;than Losing my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-5047668388450975101?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/5047668388450975101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=5047668388450975101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5047668388450975101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/5047668388450975101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2008/10/freedom.html' title='FREEDOM!!!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-3284360148876219079</id><published>2008-10-18T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:28:33.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swt Alot!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm back with another post after the post 1 hour ago... Cause I got nothing better to do. Just watched Disaster Movie with my bro. The movie was really silly, stupid and some what funny. The ending really makes people unspeakable. The ending was like singing a song which the content is a guy actually dating another guy, and another girl was dating another girl. *WTH* Plus, my bro was shaking his head after watching the movie. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-3284360148876219079?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/3284360148876219079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=3284360148876219079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/3284360148876219079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/3284360148876219079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2008/10/swt-alot.html' title='Swt Alot!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-550828024798220950</id><published>2008-10-18T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:37:19.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hard Time Of Mine"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;After woke up this morning. Or should I say this afternoon (12+ p.m). Shesh... Forget about it. I planned to go to my "BELOVED" friend's house to spend my boring afternoon. But it turn out to be that Audrey brought us out to Spring. After that we went to Song Kheng Hai eat "ais kacang" and "cha kiuh". Then, went to a park near MBKS. Now, you might be asking where is the hard time. I'll tell you now. Can you imagine 7 people squeeze inside a car. The car was Proton Savy some more. This means there are 5 people squeeze in the back seat! I'm included inside! And the worst part is BRANDON keep moving inside the car, using his head knocking my head, disturbing Daniel's breast (suppose to be CHEST) Haha... And make him moving inside the car some more. Plus, it was stuffy inside the car and BRANDON's silly singing skills really makes me know that PEACE is very very very MPORTANT. But it was actually fun going out with a bunch of friends!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-550828024798220950?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/550828024798220950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=550828024798220950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/550828024798220950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/550828024798220950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2008/10/hard-time-of-mine.html' title='&quot;Hard Time Of Mine&quot;'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318006725008207098.post-9141264713380818979</id><published>2008-10-18T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T01:36:10.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Post!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;My very own first post!!!!! Muahaha.... Created this blog cause I'm super bored!!!!!!!!!!! Got nothing much happen today..... The only thing that i think i shouldn't do was sleep at 7.30 p.m n woke up at 10.30 p.m.... Which make me can't sleep now!!!!!!!! Oh ya.... And i went to eat "ais kacang" with my sis and her friend which the "ais kacang" is really really nice.... The "ais kacang" stall is nearby Chung Hua School no.3.... Here goes my boring day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8318006725008207098-9141264713380818979?l=siaochabo90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/feeds/9141264713380818979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318006725008207098&amp;postID=9141264713380818979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/9141264713380818979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318006725008207098/posts/default/9141264713380818979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siaochabo90.blogspot.com/2008/10/1st-post.html' title='1st Post!!!'/><author><name>Ing^Stella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
