<?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-23449913</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:33:28.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xuanlicious</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115630893852762323</id><published>2006-08-23T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T12:55:38.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rred-rrose.blogspot.com"&gt;pls relink me . sorry for any inconviences caused.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115630893852762323?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115630893852762323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115630893852762323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115630893852762323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115630893852762323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115528202253247131</id><published>2006-08-11T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T15:53:22.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now, I finally grow up. And, it's like oh finally. Am I deceiving myself or I am just coaxing myself? Whatever. Wake up, you stupido! How many "coffins" do you have to get in till you learnt? I had enough of all those "shits" that happen in my life. I am tired. Enough is enough. Just a simple word "flirt" can make me a week of your topic. Drop it. In fact, if that particular one word can make you that vex to defame me in every of your blog posts and I mean every of the ten over posts you have uploaded. I enjoy that limelight. Sounds sacarstic? Well, that is the devil side of me. Poor thing. I no longer sympathize you. Stop whinning like a sissy. You are a guy. Please. At least do respect yourself a little. Yes, you. You know you are no longer the one that I loved before. I mean loved. Read every words carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blinded by love. Yes, I agree with my girl friends I am last time but the me today is no longer the one I am used to be. Too bad. They made me grow up. To put it in a nice manner, those experiences made me learnt. Learnt to be stronger by taking things easy and standing up for myself . I used to take things hard be it love or family. I have to really thank them a lot for making me understand what life is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am preparing to face more obstacles in life. Life is always about learning. Yesterday the interview is okay with the agent. Next will be the client. Got to wear cardigan and long pants for the upcoming interview. Wish me lucks again. For those who really wished behind reading the blog, thank you! Sounds so exaggerating. I want to work! I am really prepared over the days I am going to be tired focusing on both studies and work. If I want to, I can make it. Felt so sleepy the whole day. I never sleep enough last night. I am still worried over the next interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy for my brother. This is the first time he dated a girl. The girl accepted him yesterday. So glad. Hope both of them can last long. Prays hard. I love my dear. Really a lot. He pampers me like no one ever did before. I hope the "he" refers to him alone till the end of my life. Even when he was here with me in Singapore, I fell sick all the time. Perhaps, the weather is the one behind it. Sore eyes. Cough. Fever. The times we went to the clinic. The amount of time and money he spent on me. I even sprained my leg in the library few weeks ago. See, he is there for me. I am disappointed. My mother do not want to bring me to the doctor when I am running a fever at 38.1 degrees. She will only bring me when it is 38.5 degrees. Why? I do not understand. She chooses money over her own daughter's health. Sometimes I tend to ponder is it because I am a girl to be married off to the guy side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. Well, my dear is another source of my happiness. He brought me to the clinic and paid for the fees. So glad to have you in my life, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have "koala hug"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115528202253247131?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115528202253247131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115528202253247131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115528202253247131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115528202253247131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/now-i-finally-grow-up.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115509505232364235</id><published>2006-08-09T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T14:22:08.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FCUK .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i really understand why everyone is telling me that this world is cruel . you have to fight for your own rights just to make deemed sure that whatever regarding you is recognised . remember a boy-girl relationship is easy to start but hard to maintain it . whatever it is , failures should be learnt and it takes two hands to clap .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DON' T SHIFT ALL THE BLAME TO ME YOU DUMB ASS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really can' t believe that when a relationship broke up , i don' t want to name names . you jolly well know who you are and where you come from . you can just push all the blame to me . like fcuk ? what' s wrong with you ? ain' t you being bias ? are you trying to tell me yea . you' re that great ? i should have regretted ditching you ? let me tell you okay . a guy who practically thinks highly of himself who thinks the whole world is his without seeking self-improvement always think he's damn fcuking right ain' t going to make it in the future needlessness the present now ? well , all i can say is for now you' re for sure a gone caser . that' s for now . i' m not sure in the future . better buck up you idiot . well ain't happy with what i said here ? prove me wrong then . pull up your bloody socks and i had never regretted doing so even when he left me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you stated the date april . i broke up with you in mid - april so why the bloody hell you said i left you for another guy within a few days ? fcuker . get your facts right first before making a din . ohs , you pester me for 3 long fcuking months . stop saying positive things about yourself , it ain' t making good out of your reputation . everyone ain' t perfect . get this into your brain . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough said . my dear' s working soon . his interview' s done . next , tomorrow' s my turn ! i want to work ! ((; wish me lucks . oh to why my dear never said anything to you is because this kind of small thing i don' t wish to trouble him yah ? shut up when you don' t know . don' t assume things . can' t stand you . go study you ass hole . ga ga ga . i' m one of the lucky winners for cpf voyage game and won 1oo dollars of takashimaya voucher . boo . dear went shopping with me and took away a guess wallet , billabong bottle and slippers . i' m so lucky ! la la la . gonna get specs soon ! wees . change of image time . wees .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU MY DEAR . boo ! &lt;em&gt;nii LOVES kii .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want koala bear hug ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115509505232364235?l=xuanlicious.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-23449913.post-115433209642232601</id><published>2006-07-31T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T15:52:43.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dam' it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my past , jus stop hoverin in my dreams . life' s always dat irritatin . sumtimes e tings yoo wna hav wil nv b wad yoo gona get . wil nv b in e present &amp; so for e future ? lols . it always fool yoo ard . wad a pest .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea . i ain' t gona hide dat i dreamt of os . bt stil , it' s jus a dream dat wil nvr cum true . even if it wil cum true , e trust' s gone frm e tyme he left me in e lurch . i repeat it's a if . wel , doh my dear' s looks lose him bt i wil help dear tu make over . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his heart &amp; love fer me win him all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear cn spend al his money on me jus for arcade soft toys . he cn do dat fer me . he cn do wadeva i wn him tu do . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel guilty . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreams . .&lt;br /&gt;►i wna "own" a real man in my life ; &lt;em&gt;i really hope he's my dear&lt;/em&gt; . * &lt;em&gt;prays&lt;/em&gt; . &lt;br /&gt;►i wna pursue my studies in a local university .&lt;br /&gt;►i wna work in the finance field . &lt;br /&gt;►i wna b a stock broker after finance field .&lt;br /&gt;►i wna hav my self - decorated home swt home .&lt;br /&gt;►i wna own a pent house . &lt;br /&gt;►i wna hav twins .&lt;br /&gt;►i wna b a career woman . &lt;br /&gt;►i wna my dear to own a convertible car .&lt;br /&gt;►i wna live in a cottage house at my old age .&lt;br /&gt;►i wna hav a home wit happiness &amp; warmth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;i wna hav al i wna hav .&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear' ll b super duper stress . &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ain't i greedy ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115433209642232601?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115433209642232601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115433209642232601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115433209642232601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115433209642232601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/dam-it-my-past-jus-stop-hoverin-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115346284504754465</id><published>2006-07-21T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T14:20:45.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>昨晚發燒了。嚇死我了。我真的好久沒發燒了。我跟貝比說我很熱。就這樣哭起來了。我真沒用。這個月生了很多病。大大小小都有的。我看如果貝比沒來這裡照顧我的話我一直會廋下去。前幾天剛剛生病好了胃口也好多了現在又發燒了。天啊。又廋囘三公斤。天啊。貝比一定很傷心。很心痛的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也不想的。貝比離開我才一個月，我就這樣子了。不好。過分的依賴。貝比的媽媽好好阿。還對我那麽地關心那麽地體貼。如果我媽媽也像她一樣就好了。昨晚髮燒到38。1媽媽也不要帶我去看醫生。媽媽說38。5才去看，我媽媽真的看錢太重了。我們家又不是沒錢。如果媽媽給我少一點零用錢但我可以得她的愛多一點，我會願意這樣做的。錢對我來說是生外物。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;貝比說回來的時候喂我吃很多好東西。可是我也看開了。吃再好的也是會大便出來的。哈！省錢吧貝比。我們還得過下半輩子的。你做工的時候也得用到錢。得吃得好。截子等我們一年在一起才買哦，才有意識。很快我們要在一起半個月了。哈哈。貝比昨晚說如果做工了會給我零用錢。那幾百來説對我很大因爲我一個月直拿兩百。出去也不可以拿錢。我說我不習慣。我看得做經濟打算了。以前往往都是我為我的男朋友作未來的打算，現在不同了。都是貝比在作打算。也許我已經很累了因爲未來是難以肯定的。這如我以前的愛情故事。全部的計劃都不能實現。浪費我的心裏精神。浪費我的時間。以爲會如我所按排一楊。事事難意料。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的臉好很多很多了！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好高興。真要謝謝我的貝比沒嫌棄我。我的臉好了我不會跑的。傻瓜。明天可以見到貝比了！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好期待你的回來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想好想你。是時候回來了貝比。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115346284504754465?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115346284504754465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115346284504754465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115346284504754465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115346284504754465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/381385.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115326014358661040</id><published>2006-07-19T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T06:02:23.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;boii says...&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只剩下三天就能和宝贝见面了。足足等了一个月，终于等到了。没有宝贝的日子好难过哦。好像少了什么的。我已经渐渐地习惯了跟宝贝在一起的日子。一个月对于有些人来说不是很长，但是对我们来说是是非常的长。每天想着对方。哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刚刚blog到一半时竟然停电。=.=" 幸好只是停一分钟电就来了。昨天去新山找朋友喝茶，到家时暗暗的。竟然停电了。直到昨晚的十点多电才来。快热死了。哈哈。这样还不要紧，不能msn和skype已经够惨了在加上电话没电。=.=" 幸好当我的电话没电时电刚刚好来了。要不然我还打算去新山我姐哪住的。好了。快六点了。我要叫宝贝醒了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多三天，十八个小时就能见面了。哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;迫不急待要见到宝贝。hehe&lt;br /&gt;muacks!我爱你。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115326014358661040?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115326014358661040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115326014358661040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;现在是早上5点钟。不知这么了突然醒过来了。外面又下这大雨。还有1小时要叫醒宝贝。叫醒他之前现进来BLOG。还剩下12天19小时。。理我见宝贝的日子越来越近了。刚才跟宝贝通过电话。我们两想了些好笑的事。虽然是疯了点，有好笑。。但是当你深爱着对方时又想尽办法想见他一面。。真的会胡思乱想，想很多鬼点子。哈哈。=X "心灵感应"相信很多人都听过。刚才我就跟宝贝做了同样的事。我们在读者以前我们寄对方的SMS。而且我跟宝贝同一个时间做了同样的事，说同样的话，同样的看法已经不是第一次了。应该这是所谓的心灵感应吧。哈哈。^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请问你们有没有人被背叛过? 好朋友以及亲人，往往这些人都应该是和我们很亲以及了解我们的人。当我们有心事时会向他们说，应为我们相信他们不会害我们。他们也会开导或安慰我们。相反的他们也会经常需要我们帮他们。每次需要帮忙时我们都会在他们需要人的名单里面排名第一位。。每次都会说"XX 可以帮我一个忙吗?"我们会尽我所能去帮也好不考虑就答应了。而且也没希望得到什么回报之类的。因为当他们是朋友或亲人。但他们有当我们是朋友吗?当我们真正需要帮忙时(很小的一个忙)就推三推四或者给一大堆借口。有时候觉得自己又傻又笨。最近就发生一些事。被出卖了。他在我面前答应了，可是暗地里却刺了一刀。虽然没表面化，但是非常地明显就是他。现在觉得身旁没什么人可以信了。现在能信的人只有宝贝一个。^^ MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;宝贝要多多照顾身体。吃多点哦。MUACKS。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UOY EVOL I 宝贝&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115252117915497919?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115238541549134545</id><published>2006-07-09T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T03:03:35.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>臭貝比。你每次都把我的醜事說出來的。我喜歡“arcade”因爲有很多可愛的熊熊。哈！説到那裏我都非常懷念阿。哈。可是我們不可以常常去哪兒除非我們真的正式在一起這一世了。哈！我們就可以去了。去多久都好。二人世界。真棒！好極了。但現在我們可以在新加坡玩。尤其是靠近我學校的購物中心那裏的“arcade”。那裏好玩哦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我以經贏了兩個。我很貪心的貝比貝比。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要很多很多！以後放滿我們兩個人的家。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;貝比!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;只要一個!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的好想好想你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泉。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115238541549134545?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115238541549134545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115238541549134545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115238541549134545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115238541549134545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/arcadearcade.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115238319379525216</id><published>2006-07-09T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:26:33.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;boii says...&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天宝贝的病好了。病了很久，正个人瘦了下来心疼死了。现在病好了很开心^^。又能开始吃多多了。哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好怀念宝贝跟我在一起的日子。每天送宝贝上学的时候，宝贝靠在我的肩膀。好温心哦。哈哈。还有我们在云顶的那几天。真的好难忘。多么的开心。在那冷冷的天气我们穿这同样外套抱在一起。我们去themepark玩，虽然我们在arcade玩的很疯。但是宝贝也赢了好多bear bear。宝贝那天真的很开心。看见他那么开心我也很开心。哈哈。我相信我们很快又可以去多一次了对不对啊宝贝。hehe。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在是凌晨2.15分。。多13天，22小时又45分钟。。我就可以回到你身边了。我也知道宝贝等不及了。哈哈。我也好想你哦。等我回来后然后我们一起去庆祝我的生日。&lt;br /&gt;MUACKS。。我爱你 ^^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115238319379525216?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115189329344225510</id><published>2006-07-03T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T13:52:17.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;你是我最深愛的人 。&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上了一個人　能夠為她犧牲&lt;br /&gt;就算付出了生命　我甘心為了你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;兩個人在一起　分享愛的命運&lt;br /&gt;永遠都不會忘記　我們生活點滴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我最深愛的女人&lt;br /&gt;你有最美麗的嘴唇&lt;br /&gt;你擁有最動人的眼神&lt;br /&gt;你帶給我幸福和快樂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是你最深愛的男人&lt;br /&gt;我的愛絕對是永恆&lt;br /&gt;做什麼都值得　愛上了一個人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;兩個人在一起　分享愛的命運&lt;br /&gt;永遠都不會忘記　我們生活點滴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我最深愛的女人&lt;br /&gt;你有最美麗的嘴唇&lt;br /&gt;你擁有最動人的眼神&lt;br /&gt;你帶給我幸福和快樂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是你最深愛的男人&lt;br /&gt;我的愛絕對是永恆&lt;br /&gt;做什麼都值得　愛上了一個人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我最深愛的女人&lt;br /&gt;你有最美麗的嘴唇&lt;br /&gt;你擁有最動人的眼神&lt;br /&gt;你帶給我幸福和快樂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是你最深愛的男人&lt;br /&gt;我的愛絕對是永恆&lt;br /&gt;做什麼都值得　愛上了一個人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;貝比，我們結婚那天一起合唱這首歌好嗎？每次叫貝比唱歌給我聼，都會選這首。好感動。哈！想你。我會好好讀書的。將來教我們的小天使。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啦啦啦！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115189329344225510?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115189329344225510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115189329344225510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115189329344225510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115189329344225510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_03.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115186773376314105</id><published>2006-07-03T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T03:15:33.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;boii says &lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today onwards i'll start bloggin in my darling's bloggy.^^ &lt;br /&gt;darling tinkin of sumthin sad jus now.im sad too when u sad.i noe tat wounds will never heal totally...but it wun hurt if you dun touch it k ? ^^ so happy to see darling ok oredi.rmb wad i said jus now.. shhh! =x hehe wo men zhi dao jiu hao le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I fall in love , it will be forever. Some ppls say there's no forever love. I tink there is . ^^ u dun unlove a person jus becoz he or she loves u no more. &lt;br /&gt;At least if i fall for a girl, it doesn't matter how she looks or wad.&lt;br /&gt;important is her heart ( &lt;---- yahs im referrin to my darling ^^ hahs).That's more than enough.some ppls care about looks more than anythin else but i disagree wif it.i agree wad darling said "how's a person looks doesn't matter,when u get old yur u'll bcome ugly too".but a heart gets old it'll remain d same.it's easy to change a person's looks (if u got money can go for surgery =x) but it's hard to change a person's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛死你了甜心宝贝.muacks! hahs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115186773376314105?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115186773376314105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115186773376314105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115186773376314105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115186773376314105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/boii-says-today-onwards-ill-start.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115181514105149067</id><published>2006-07-02T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T12:42:08.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>男女之間吵吵架是平常的一件事。但爲了一小小事吵了就真的分手就不好了。這證明了兩個人對這份感情根本不認真。多數的女人都因爲沒安全感才提出分手的。男人又明白了解多少？男人直會說我們沒那麽愛他才動不動就提出來。就是因爲我們以缺乏在吵架時的安全感才得提出來就等你留主我們讓我們知道你不像我們離開阿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈！我現在沒跟我的貝比吵架阿。是昨天。哈。我也沒提出分手。他也沒有。哈！我們好了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啦啦啦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛死你了寶貝貝比！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不要壞蛋哦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我會咬你的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嗚嗚。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115181514105149067?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115181514105149067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115181514105149067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115181514105149067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115181514105149067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_02.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115175897689789888</id><published>2006-07-01T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T21:02:56.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>跟你在一起五個月了，到今天才知道你也要我改。我也不知道該這麽做。哈！頭還是很痛。要我聼你的話，就得拿我的乖乖形象出來。要我好玩時就得拿我的叛逆的形象出來。我也想改。但我一改成乖乖性你就說很奇怪。要我者麽做才好？要我者麽去把兩個性格平衡起來？我也不曉得該如何是好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是岑經爲了一個男人該得根本不是原來的我，一旦他離開我之後，我好難過因爲他不會領情我為他做的事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;算了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你也要消失，去吧。我不要你突然閒消失，這對我來説是個很大的打擊，我又想太多了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;臭女人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要再想了！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115175897689789888?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115174521358823829</id><published>2006-07-01T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T17:13:33.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>哈。新的封面。這個如何呢？沒想到我媽媽會發現我不可告人的秘密。氣死了。不能見到貝比。得等多二十一天了。好想他哦。好難過哦。我好累了，頭痛。要去趟趟了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;貝比，我愛你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放心，你說的每一句我愛你，我不會覺得很膩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記得哦！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115174521358823829?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115174521358823829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115174521358823829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115174521358823829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115174521358823829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115130604732912975</id><published>2006-06-26T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T15:19:47.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我又囘來了。哈哈。我好期待拜三。貝比也一定很期待吧。蜜糖和冰。哈。只有我跟我的貝比明白那個含意。到那個時候我可以見到我的貝比了。已經一個星期沒見到他了。好挂念他哦。幾天前我還記得有一句泉泉對我說的話。那深深地感動了我的心版。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“請再等我一個月。我就再也不會離開你也不會有下一次。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的覺得好幸福噢！泉泉竟知道我很需要他的安全感。我就是這樣。我是個很需要安全感的女生不軟要我維持那段感情好難受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想馬上給貝比一個擁抱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的深深地被你打敗。讓我真得很愛很愛，很需要你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;貝比，請你對我的愛永遠不變。這對我也是如此的。相信我，貝比。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;最愛你的老婆扄。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115130604732912975?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115130604732912975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115130604732912975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后還是向泉泉投訴。哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作晚泉泉唱了一首歌給我聼。泉泉唱得好好聼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你是我最深愛的女人，我是你最深愛的男人。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果可以錄下了就太棒了！沒關係我擁有泉泉這一生。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泉泉。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115130174787534667?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115130174787534667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115130174787534667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115130174787534667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115130174787534667'/><link rel='alternate' 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[玲.俐.喧.雁] . ΅΅ ΅΅ ΅΅ ˛˛˛ ˛˛˛ 好想呼喊你的名字，說出心中的話。΅΅ ΅΅ ΅΅ ˛˛˛ ˛˛˛ 泉，我有多么多么地想你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的MSN的PERSONAL NICK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泉 泉 泉 ， 如果生命中少了一個你， 我該如何是好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剛才好好笑哦老公大人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泉和瑄。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我連自記的瑄都忘了什么偏旁哦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要笑我，最常寫的字是最容易忘記及乎列的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛你的瑄。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115116014258720126?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115116014258720126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115116014258720126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115116014258720126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115116014258720126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/msnnick-n-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115086548542442084</id><published>2006-06-21T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T12:51:25.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she went all the way to johor yesterday . he's banned to get into singapore . hell to the immgration laws and regulations . ahh . i'm mad because i can't get to see him as often as last time . i'm mad because i need to adapt to changes when i don't have a single choice . i'm selfish because i can't get him beside me to be loved by him as well as loving him . bull shit . i'm mad because i'm sick and best is he's not here to take care me . i'm in fact sad not mad . ahh . what i'm saying again ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck me then .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to take neo print with dear yesterday in city square in johor . sucks . it costs 2o RM for cards and 26 RM for neo print ? in sg , it's not that expensive can ? dot . in the end we never take . it's not worth . i rather wait for him to be back here with me . went pass a don't know what name shop that sells couple ring . wanted to get one but dear say it's stainless steel and its cost ain't worth . he says he rather spend more and buy a better one for me which is white gold or platinum . so touched . i'll wait .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((: in love with dear loads .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught the first movie : the house with him . it ain't that scary . just that the story plot is quite interesting yahs ? the ticket costs only 9 RM each but the theatre not as good as sg's one but it's alright for me . the screen aired not as big as sg's . that's all . bought lots of cheap stuffs there . hmms . one more month to what god says . he'll get a better job offer after god's birthday . till then we'll indeed move on to another parcel of life which means our plannings for future . &gt;&lt; muahahs . XD . I MISS YOU DARN LOTS LAAAAAAAAA . hais do you get it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;flip &amp; flip in bed because of you . sighs . we can't choose the life we want in our way yahs ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115086548542442084?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115086548542442084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115086548542442084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115086548542442084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115086548542442084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/she-went-all-way-to-johor-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115086462820363299</id><published>2006-06-21T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T12:37:08.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/quan%26xuan.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/quan%26xuan.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quan &amp; xuan : one of our token of love . &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115086462820363299?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115086462820363299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115086462820363299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115086462820363299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115086462820363299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/quan.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115086451333728383</id><published>2006-06-21T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T12:35:13.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/movie.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/movie.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;city sq : the house - first movie we watched together . &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115086451333728383?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115086451333728383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115086451333728383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115086451333728383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115086451333728383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/city-sq-house-first-movie-we-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115086448512791546</id><published>2006-06-21T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T12:34:45.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/mem0rial2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/mem0rial2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in memorial of o1 june 2oo6 .&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' 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title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115072401550833875</id><published>2006-06-19T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T21:33:35.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss him . i miss him . i miss him . i miss him . )))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-115072401550833875?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115072401550833875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=115072401550833875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115072401550833875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/115072401550833875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-miss-him.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-115070067036641546</id><published>2006-06-19T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T15:04:30.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been so long since i blog . a lot of things happen in these two weeks . i'm thankful that dear is now and then there for me till now . didn't realize that time really flies and this month it's going to be our 5th month being together . another 1o days to go , my dear ? drawing myself away from love nine months ago . crying and shedding tears for a guy who left me . now i know who's the right one for me . i don't mean he's not good just saying he's not like my another left hand like what it used to be . perhaps , our hands don't actually fit in the first place . what else is there for me to still grumble ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm really thankful that you're always trying your very best not to make me shed any tears because of you .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know when i shed tears because of my stressful days , you want to be the one there wiping my tears but dear , i want you to know that i don't mean to push my ugly side away from you neither do i depreciate your concern , i merely just want to be independant so that you'll get worried about me making me your burden . i just want to do something for you because i know you're always the one giving in to me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear went back to stamp today but got detained somehow for being late for a week . guess singapore immigration rules and regulations are really strict ? anyway , god will bless my dear . ^^ i'm sure about it .  dear went around city square waiting for friend and i'm here suffering because i'm sick ! bla . )): i hate flu . i have got myself sore throat too . saw my throat . eee . if there's no understanding test today , i'll not come school . dear got me shorts . hms . waiting to see it . please dismiss early today . as if . )): standard timing 5 pm . quick .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wana go home and cuddle my dear .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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-23449913.post-114800575797478732</id><published>2006-05-19T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:29:17.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate networking . i hate networking darn lots . xuan puffs like a big balloon . whatever . geesh . sighs . somewhat of emotional today . been irritated by my facilitator today . the " fmt " also can drag for fourty-five minutes . what else can i say ? life's not smooth now . broke's one . pms's another one . stress with studies's also another one . sighs . nevermind . life's not always smooth . guess majority of my class girls dislike networking and prefer more on java programming . me too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;darn .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm blogging in the middle of the break-out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chose to shut myself away from the networking resources .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;back to morning . asked dear not to send me to school today . cut cost . on the way in the bus , thought a lot of stuff . whatever it is in my life . finance . family life . love life . god life . hahs . well , listen to 9.33 fm all the way till i doze off . that's usually my school routine when dear's not staying with me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually , staying in the same roof gives me a different feeling . last time i used to enjoy doing so . wanted so much to be in the same roof as my boy-friend . lols . however , now, it's a total different situation yahs ? dear's in my home . my home that's with my family member . whatever hadbits i had sure can't hide for long . so , i chose to be comfortable instead . realise one thing . staying with family members when i'm not married off yet is totally different . staying with boy-friend or husband differs lots . i face this so i know . hahs . but at least i know he accept for who i'm .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to this song just now from the radio . it helps to express what i feel . to my dearest dear .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela Zhang - Journey :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a long long journey.&lt;br /&gt;Till I know where I'm supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;It's a long long journey.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if can believe.&lt;br /&gt;When shadows fall and block my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I am lost and know that I must hide.&lt;br /&gt;It's a long long journey.&lt;br /&gt;Till I find my way home to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many days I've spent driffing on.&lt;br /&gt;Through empty shores.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what's my purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how to make me strong.&lt;br /&gt;I know I will falter , I know I will cry.&lt;br /&gt;And I need to be close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feels no one understand.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I do the things I do.&lt;br /&gt;When prides bulids me up till I can't see my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Will you break down this walls and pull me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's a long long journey.&lt;br /&gt;Till I feel that I'm worth the price.&lt;br /&gt;You paid for me on calvary.&lt;br /&gt;Beaneath those stromy skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When satan mocks and friends turn to foes.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like everthing is out to make me lose control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long long journey.&lt;br /&gt;Till i find my way home to you ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i may seem that i don't love you but deep within me , i do love you regardless of my past . " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;moving on .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love to see the mature side of you especially when i saw you driving in front of my eyes ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114800575797478732?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114800575797478732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114800575797478732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114800575797478732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114800575797478732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hate-networking.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114791819291977795</id><published>2006-05-18T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T10:09:52.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehs . finally back to school life . two weeks never go . feel weird coming back . hahs . but well , i need to study . ((: boo . hehs . went to genting these few days . in and out of malaysia . the last time i had been there was when i was only five six years old if i didn't remember wrongly . went to the outdoor theme park . played that stupid roller coaster that made me laugh my tears off . keep telling dear i'm scared but i still insist on trying out . hahs . i keep closing my eyes and held on to the thing tightly . giddy after that . hahs . before that i still tell dear that i wanted to play that new 36o degrees one . guess i better avoid that . lols .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to get in the casino but was asked for i/c instead . stupid . i should feel happy that i don't look that old isn't it ? hahs . well that's to please myself again . dear bought me a lot of things making us bankrupt now . lols . broke . went to indoor themepark and brought back lots of bears but same time spent around 2oo + rm . lols . a lot right ? ahhs . okay , that's all for now . lazy to blog . study now ! see ya .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114791819291977795?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114791819291977795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114791819291977795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114791819291977795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114791819291977795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/05/hehs.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114614489056695014</id><published>2006-04-27T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T21:40:08.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhs . stressful semester . stressful modules . stressful quiz questions . stressful programming codes . yet it seems fun the other way round . i miss all my computing and mathematical methods's facilitators . they are indeed one who facilitates well and i mean very well that makes me excel in my grades . it's not all about the no. of As they gave me . it's about how they guide me along to make sure i understand and not only me , the whole class . patience is what they always give to us . either we take it for granted or we appreciate their efforts . at times during their lessons , i saw a lot of people not listening to them . eye-contact is important . it has always been the basic courtesy from me to facilitators .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe in their teachings and of course their brains . they really impressed me by how much they can apply codes into the program . i want to be like them . i want to have their brain . anyway , the quiz today is tough . really tough for me to handle . i just put whatever no. that's close to what they gave . no matter how , this ain't stopping me from aiming my As' . next week i'll sure ask whatever questions i have in mind . just hope that my fellow classmates won't hate me for dragging time or not i'll meet facilitator after class . as simple as that . i miss mrs pamela lim too . she made me excel to my maximum potential made me scored an overall A for that module . i'll never forget her in my life . never unestimate her enterprise skills . she's smart . she's a ceo . believe it or not . she's really one . i admire her capabilities . ((: indeed . i want to be one one day ; if it's within my capabilities of course .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear touched me . hahs . perhaps some will be puzzled over why i'll go goo gaa over just a breakfast meal from him . nahs , every little things count . it's not just one thing itself . the whole 爱心早餐's story goes like this . you guys know he's has been staying over at my house for like going one week . he wake up every morning just to send me to school and fetch me from school waiting at woodlands interchange . our dismiss time is not certain always . most of the time , he wait for like thirty minutes without any complaints still smile at me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else more ? today he sent me to school and next we meet ke le le up . she and me wanted to go to the washroom and he said he'll wait for us at the platform near the escalator . the moment we wanted to meet up with dear , there in his hands there are 2 packets of breakfast set from breadtalk . he passed me one and ke le le too . at least he's the first boy-friend that dotes on my friends and family . he never forget my friend's share .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go camp tomorrow but don't feel like doing so because i want to spend my time revising . 3.5 gpa 3.5 gpa , 0.4 more to go . 3.5 gpa . hahs . x: STRESS . i'm sorry ke le le waste your sleeping bag . there ought to be chance right ? hugs . television time . flys .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is in the air .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes . &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GOD FATHER on 26 april 2oo6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ! yesterday dine out with my god mother's family and with dear . hahs . glad that everything went well just that my god mother said that he looks okay just fat . most importantly , my god father loves the birthday gift i made . hehs . but shhh . it's last minute work . luckily it went well . DIET DEAR ! mother's day coming soon . hehs . had something in mind . b: BOO . dear knows it i think ke le le also know if not wrong i told her my plan too . ((: SHHH . long entry today . so i think better end it . i'm getting naggy . meaning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hahs . &lt;em&gt;am i ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114614489056695014?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114614489056695014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114614489056695014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114614489056695014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114614489056695014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/04/ahhs.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114611672577343442</id><published>2006-04-27T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T14:02:13.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱心早餐 . hehs . haven't blog for quite a long time . now is object orientated programming . quite fun ^^ just that we have to be careful with our little statements . one little mistake can turn the codes haywire . boo . ahhs . time to present . type later . ciaos . &gt;&lt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114611672577343442?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114611672577343442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114611672577343442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114611672577343442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114611672577343442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114578914581990412</id><published>2006-04-23T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T18:51:26.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/Image(371)_1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/Image%28371%29_1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; dear . ((: gambate dear ! you can make it . hahs . i'm so bad . he's down playing basketball with my brother and his friends while i'm here doing my own things . he's so sweet actually giving me a kiss on my forehead before going down . hahs . boo . endure is the key towards dieting . when my " pms " is gone , i'll diet with you . ^^ winks .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114578914581990412?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114578914581990412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114578914581990412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114578914581990412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114578914581990412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114578871832099053</id><published>2006-04-23T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T18:55:12.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is going to be a long entry for the make-up for this week's event . hahs . i'm touched by what one of my friends whom i knew first year semester 2 did . he's from myanmar . he told me a lot of times that i'm pretty it's not that i'm self-praising . this's what he told me every now and then . everyone has different taste so it's totally up to him to judge right ? just that it's the time for my out-break of stupid and idiotic pimples which i really hate the sight of it on my face .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god did give me medicine to make it out-break but i know that it's good to let them out at one go so i beared with that disgusting sight of my face right now . once it's over it'll not come out anymore . hahs . " 现苦后甜 " . hahs . read from this site &lt;a href="http://www.myanmar.gov.mm/myanmartimes/no12/Thanakha.htm"&gt;thanakha&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.natmimae.com/thanakha.htm"&gt;thanakha(2)&lt;/a&gt; , this is the powder he gave me . ((: so i don't think it's not trustable . it's not bais . moreover , i search a lot of sites and the people of myanmar used it now and then so what's more stopping me from using it ? i tried for 2 days already , it really flaten my pimples . used to be some popping up . i'm quite happy with the results . just hope that it'll soon get rid of those pimples together with the help of his traditional powder and my god's medicine . woos ! jumps .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually , i'm also one practical girl this world . hahs . seriously , my dear's size made me feel confused at times . sometimes i treat him good . sometimes i don't . i felt guilty at times but i have to really admit i'm a human too . i don't mind his age . i mind his size . i mind his height . when i love him , do i really mind ? hahs . love is darn foolish to me right now ? everyone is selfish . hahs . including me as well . the me that i used to belive in the power of love so much is gone because of the things i have been through made me realise that the world is heartless . if you're not heartless enough , you'll end up hurting yourself . silly me . that's how the world is . every ex of mine keep telling me how heartless and cold this world is , but only till now i admit it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps this is because my type of dream guy is just like my third ex; oswald . i haven't totally love my dear as much as how i used to love oswald with my whole heart . i don't wish to hide any of my feelings just to make everyone happy . hahs . but who cares now ? even if i own my dream guy and that dream guy don't love me and he he he don't have what it takes to take care of me for the rest of my life , why should i even entrust my heart to him ? i won't be silly again to let him have the door to my heart and smashed it hard just because he's my dream guy with that height and that body build . i saw him 2 times in a week . hms . he's still the same . hahs . but ... two things that's never the same for life . the heart he used to have for me . the image i used to have on him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is blind . yes , i totally agree with this only when i broke up with oswald . whatever . i can see the total difference when my guy really loves me . whenever i asked for a break-up , my guy'll never let me go and i mean ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEVER EVER &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every chance he had , he'll stroke my hair , hold my hand , bring me a glass of water , pat me when i'm feeling sleepy , gave me kisses on my forehead before he went to bed before anything else . all these little things really melt me . what's next ? he can because he know i mind his size keep trying his best dieting just to sastify me . his height i can't be unreasonable because this can't be help with his age right now . he can put my needs infront of his . none of my ex can do that . i'm utterly impressed . he's just the opposite of me right now . i used to be like him putting my boy-friend's needs infront of mine . the world is changing . lols . indeed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super demanding in his case you guys know ? yesterday i just said to him . if you don't slim down to 85kg within another 2 months and 2 weeks , i'll break with you . he agreed . he's around 1o4 kg when he knew me ? lols . i really can't imagine . when he met me , he slim down to 97 kg . today he just weighed , he's 93 kg . still far . another 8 more kg . i wonder how he's going to make it . that deal is for sure . so , please don't disappoint me . the weight i desired for him maximum is 75 kg because his height is only 17o cm . ahhs . he makes me so headache everytime but he listened to what i demanded .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder how long i'm going to monitor his size . ahhs . god , please save me . his case's a exceptional case because for me , i know myself well . if his character's not that good , i'll have rejected him long long ago . sometimes i start to wonder why why why . when a guy left me for good another one came . it seems like it'll never stop ... he wanted to buy me a ring . i keep saying don't want . what's wrong with me . i hurt him so much and yet he still trying to pacify me as much as he can . i wonder ... what's with him ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to change and tolerate a worth-less girl like me so much ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;'s the answer .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114578871832099053?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114578871832099053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114578871832099053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114578871832099053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114578871832099053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-going-to-be-long-entry-for.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114558490466835791</id><published>2006-04-21T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T10:01:44.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols . here comes the stupid message from republic polytechnic . i find it stupid . it'll only make us piss off and go further from the speaker . idiotic .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FIRE ALARM SYSTEM HAS BEEN ACTIVATED IN THE BUILDING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE INVESTIGATING THE SITUATION. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE REMAIN CALM AND STANDBY YOUR SPEAKERS FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114558490466835791?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114558490466835791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114558490466835791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114558490466835791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114558490466835791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/04/lols_21.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114527703020013440</id><published>2006-04-17T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T20:55:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/Image001.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/Image001.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought this today . miss bliss things are so cute ! ((: hehs . love it loads . bought the clips for 2 at $1.2o and the pair of earings at $2.9o . actually i wanted to buy something else too but xiao wiz lao po and yi ke ke le le says i should get out of that place soon so as to save my wallet . lols . they know me too well . x: hahs . " girlie " stuffs . ahahas . anyway , school starts today . new campus , new environment and a new year . luckily the module was more to computing . i never hated computing before so it should at least be a relief for me this year . well , i really hope so .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard from some of my friends , perhaps republic polytechnic is changing the personal profiling to attachment . wondering if they really do so . if so , it'll be great for us to step out to experience different working environment too . hahs . profiling is kind of too tough for me to come out with 2ooo words to submit . arghs . that's a real torture for me . new campus and new network . the stupid network somehow causes a lot of problems for students today . it helpdesk is packed . lols . i need to reformat too . arghs . let's delay it then till everything peace down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear went back ! he stayed here for a week already . so fast time passed . he needed take his driving lisence on friday . all the best dear ! i know you can sure make it . dear'll never disappoint me right ? hahs . i knew it as much as you knew it . ^^ winks . i know sometime you feel that i'm cold towards you but ... i have my reasons behind . i think dear understand . it's never easy to love someone . sometimes , when i turn back and look at the shadows of my history , i'll naturally tend to avoid relationships as i really don't wish to let history ever repeat again in my life . never ever as much as i hated love that hurts . ((: i know dear is one understanding man . hahs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you dear . take care when i'm not around but i think it makes no difference because dear's always the one taking care of me though dear's a guest . shame on xuan . x: boo ! hehs .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114527703020013440?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114527703020013440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114527703020013440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114527703020013440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114527703020013440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-bought-this-today.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114430918508635554</id><published>2006-04-06T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T15:39:45.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols . so long no blog . anyway , here's the lastest update . ((: dear came to my house on monday and he gave me a shock when i was sleeping on my bed . he stayed at my house for three days . yesterday night he just went back . whatever it is , something happened in between causing me to give him up too . this i shan't carry on with the details . hahs . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to have a break outside so i left house with my brother and maid to bring him to tuition . on the way back to my house's lift , i saw him once again . he was preparing to go back . i was shocked again . i didn't know what to do . sent him to the station , i know he was shedding tears in front of me and yet i didn't do anything . after sending , my maid and i went home . after an hour , he's back in my house again . my maid went to ask him why he was back . he said he cannot bear to leave me . sighs . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously , i really felt his love . every morning when he woke up , he'll stand near my bed and stroke my hair . though i had a shock every single morning by him , i know he wanted to dote me every chance he had . in the end , we talk and things was resolved again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he left yesterday , i felt sad . lols . stupid pig me . only till then i realise his presence did affect me . only till then i know i really love him . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day , you'll come and ask me , what's more important . you or my life ? i'll say my life and you'll walk away without knowing that you're my life .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114430918508635554?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114430918508635554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114430918508635554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114430918508635554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114430918508635554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/04/lols.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114301026891652246</id><published>2006-03-22T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T15:06:39.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so long haven't get to blog . ((: ahaha . busy playing maple to get to third job advancement . hee . slow bahs . when sch days i don't usually play . so i wait for holidays to catch up . plus i need to take care of the housework temporary because my maid went back two weeks , it drags my catch-up time . i want my strafe . " chio si le " . ahaha . x: . i also want golden hinkel . " chio si le " . but however because of maple , i did quarrel with my dear a lot of times .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was another one till i delete him from my buddy list . he kept logging in and out but didn't / find me . so he thought i wasn't playing . sometimes , i just hate the senstive me . being so sensitive clinging onto my love doesn't do me good always . like me , from the first relationships till today the fourth , i'm always tying my love so tight thus afraid to loosen it . i dare to loosen only a bit when i'hv lose hope in that relationship . a bit ? it's getting me into trouble .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm the still the me always isn't i ? when i get into a relationship , i'm always super afraid of being neglected , being played , being dumped and all these stupid things flowing through my mind . like what my dad says . i can't get into a relationship . i'll just get very serious over it and causing myself in a heart of hurts . all these negative thoughts made me start a lot of unnecessary problems . so i did initiate a break up . at first , i thought it will be better off for me to be single this time to learn . sighs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;平静的心是空的 . 我还是被打倒了 . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还是会掉泪 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end , he said i'm too sensitive because i love him . is that so ? or i'm just being a unreasonable bitch that creates troubles for him ? or i'm just a possessive green monster that ties him all the time ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being sensitive ain't good . bla bla bla . only my dear and my dad can understand my next sentence . ((: guess hardly anyone can understand . get over and done with it . i'm glad my dear can accept me for who i'm without hurting me . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you &lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;我要个平静的心 .&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114301026891652246?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114301026891652246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114301026891652246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114301026891652246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114301026891652246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-long-havent-get-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114249268258071326</id><published>2006-03-16T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T15:08:52.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo . so long never blog . the stupid blogger says what my blog's a spam blog and thus block me from publishing my entry and since it will roughly take them 1o working days to unlock it there i go do a lot of quizzes when i'm very free . ahaha . x: nowadays keep using " ahaha " as " haha " . weird indeed . ahaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch full moon anime these few days like crazy . keep loading from youtube . com every single day . keep saying bye to dear on skype then went watching a lot of espisodes at one time . x: bad me . my bad dear . then throw temper on dear . more bad . waiting for him to flare at me . hard to accomplish that . keep making him angry but can't . stupid ! get mad at me . ahaha . weird me . okay , i'm done . i'm tired . ahaha . hugs to all mei , xiao wiz lao po , darie li li , dearie yan yan and so on . dear don't have ! opps . get angry at me ! la la la .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUG . ((: budbye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait . wondering why my background causes all those pictures to you know obviously some patch is missing . like for example all those anime pictures . hmms . weird . hack bahs . anyways . it's the sixteen . &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday zi yang&lt;/span&gt; . wish you all the best in everything and may we stop stop stop talking back to each other . enjoy your day in kbox . have fun . i know you'll come by my blog . ((: so yahs . ahaha . x: dear don't jealous . your darling don't like enemies . boo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU . love larfe lurve ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114249268258071326?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114249268258071326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114249268258071326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114249268258071326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114249268258071326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/03/boo_16.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114249078469131461</id><published>2006-03-16T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T15:39:55.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You chose CY - your Enneagram type is SIX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am affectionate and skeptical"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questioners are responsible, trustworthy, and value loyalty to family, friends, groups, and causes. Their personalities range broadly from reserved and timid to outspoken and confrontative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Get Along with Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be direct and clear.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me carefully.&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge me for my anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;Work things through with me.&lt;br /&gt;Reassure me that everything is OK between us.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh and make jokes with me.&lt;br /&gt;Gently push me toward new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Try not to overreact to my overreacting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I Like About Being a Six:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being committed and faithful to family and friends&lt;br /&gt;being responsible and hardworking&lt;br /&gt;being compassionate toward others&lt;br /&gt;having intellect and wit&lt;br /&gt;being a nonconformist&lt;br /&gt;confronting danger bravely&lt;br /&gt;being direct and assertive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Hard About Being a Six:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the constant push and pull involved in trying to make up my mind&lt;br /&gt;procrastinating because of fear of failure; having little confidence in myself&lt;br /&gt;fearing being abandoned or taken advantage of&lt;br /&gt;exhausting myself by worrying and scanning for danger&lt;br /&gt;wishing I had a rule book at work so I could do everything right&lt;br /&gt;being too critical of myself when I haven't lived up to my expectations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixes as Children Often:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are friendly, likable, and dependable, and/or sarcastic, bossy, and stubborn&lt;br /&gt;are anxious and hypervigilant; anticipate danger&lt;br /&gt;form a team of "us against them" with a best friend or parent&lt;br /&gt;look to groups or authorities to protect them and/or question authority and rebel&lt;br /&gt;are neglected or abused, come from unpredictable or alcoholic families, and/or take on the fearfulness of an overly anxious parent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixes as Parents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are often loving, nurturing, and have a strong sense of duty&lt;br /&gt;are sometimes reluctant to give their children independence&lt;br /&gt;worry more than most that their children will get hurt&lt;br /&gt;sometimes have trouble saying no and setting boundaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=12721960859055255705"&gt;The Quick and Painless ENNEAGRAM Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=9872769248634057572"&gt;felk&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3"&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/romanticanime.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/romanticanime.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok you are a romantic anime girl and you love and care for a lot of people. There is no evil in you soul or your heart. Though sometimes people don't feel the same way as you do you keep on trying to change their mind. You love to help people out and you are always happy. Keep on trying to make the whole world smile because you know smiles are contagious ^_^. Oh and if it seems like there is nobody who could love you as much as you could love them it doesn't matter the thing is that the only thing that matters is that he cares and loves you and it doesn't matter how much well maybe it does but don't set you standards to high cuz then you'll find nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/Elemental-Cat-Demon/quizzes/If%20You%20Were%20An%20Anime%20Character%20What%20Would%20You%20Look%20Like%3F(Girls%20Only)"&gt;If You Were An Anime Character What Would You Look Like?(Girls Only)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/innocentanime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/innocentanime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Spirit of Innocence. Always with the sweet smile of a child, you know how to have good clean fun, you have a natural vunerability about you, which makes you able to make friends very well, as they are drawn instinctively by the urge to protect you. But even though you look as fragile as a child inside you are very strong with your easy look on life. When you get a partner (because there is no way you cant!) your life will be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/Nariel-flame/quizzes/Which%20stunning%20spirit%20of%20emotion%20are%20you%3F%20NEW%20AND%20IMPROVED!%20(amazingly%20beautiful%20anime%20pics!)"&gt;Which stunning spirit of emotion are you? NEW AND IMPROVED! (amazingly beautiful anime pics!)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/godness%20anime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/godness%20anime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a holy princess Selfless, powerful, and divine, you are one blessed with a certain cosmic grace. You are unequalled in peacefulness, love, and beauty. As a Being of Light you radiate purity. Your innocence and wisdom sees the good in everyone. Merciful to the extreme, you will try to help misguided souls find themselves and peace. Congratulations - and don't ever change - the world needs more people like you. You are sensitive, caring, and deep and your soul is breathtakingly beautiful. You will only ever use your royal power to do well, and you will most likely give your wealth away to charity. You love nothing more than to have all your time occupied with good deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/Nariel-flame/quizzes/Which%20proud%20princess%20are%20you%3F%20(Dazzling%20pics%20and%20detailed%20results!)"&gt;Which proud princess are you? (Dazzling pics and detailed results!)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Brain Usage Profile:&lt;br /&gt;Auditory : 38% Visual : 61% Left : 58% Right : 41%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xuanlicious, you are somewhat left-hemisphere dominant and show a preference for visual learning, although not extreme in either characteristic. You probably tend to do most things in moderation, but not always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your left-hemisphere dominance implies that your learning style is organized and structured, detail oriented and logical. Your visual preference, though, has you seeking stimulation and multiple data. Such an outlook can overwhelm structure and logic and create an almost continuous state of uncertainty and agitation. You may well suffer a feeling of continually trying to "catch up" with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your tendency to be organized and logical and attend to details is reasonably well-established which should afford you success regardless of your chosen field of endeavor. You can "size up" situations and take in information rapidly. However, you must then subject that data to being classified and organized which causes you to "lose touch" with the immediacy of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your logical and methodical nature hamper you in this regard though in the long run it may work to your advantage since you "learn from experience" and can go through the process more rapidly on subsequent occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remain predominantly functional in your orientation and practical. Abstraction and theory are secondary to application. In keeping with this, you focus on details until they manifest themselves in a unique pattern and only then work with the "larger whole."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regards to your career choices, you have a mentality that would be good as a scientist, coach, athlete, design consultant, or an engineering technician. You can "see where you want to go" and even be able to "tell yourself," but find that you are "fighting yourself" at the darndest times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mindmedia.com/brainworks/profiler"&gt;Mindmedia Brainworks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114249078469131461?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114249078469131461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114249078469131461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114249078469131461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114249078469131461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-chose-cy-your-enneagram-type-is.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114197539248869388</id><published>2006-03-10T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:56:26.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let's talk about love . it's going to be a very long post . please bear with it . ((: just feel that all of a sudden i feel so grown up . is that just a feeling ? or it's in the sense of mentality ? does nationality or looks matters ? yes it matters but as long as you two're going to work it out together , i don't see it matters at all then . still , overall , it just depends on two .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if you can find a handsome hunk but they can't give you happiness ? some will sure ask why i'm attach once again ? seriously , do you think i want to be attached again and again ? i too like most of the girls , want a long-lasting relationship rather than a " play play " one . if not why in the first place get into one isn't it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes , i don't deny that all the previous relationships , i intiated a break-up first . but ... hey , what made me intiated that ? there're sure reasons behind it . i'm not like those unreasonable girls that goes ... " all of a sudden , i don't love you anymore , i want a break-up with you and that's it . the end . we go on our separate paths . " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to me initating that , the feeling is melancholy . perhaps all of you all don't know how hard it takes me to come to that decision . it's easy to start a relationship but it's hard ;; tough ;; difficult to end one . look , i emphasize on those words . my first ex beat me up and so i initiated it . my second ex neglected me ;; took me for granted and so i initiated it . my third ex is the first guy that i loved the most and the first guy that let me go so easily . why did i say " easily " ? my first and second ex ... they're still waiting for me somehow even after we break ? they'll still ask for patch ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , it doesn't matter now because i know what i'm doing . his cold shoulder made me lose faith in him and so i initiated it . if you still think that time , our relationship doesn't seem serious to me , then i'm very sorry you are very wrong . if i don't treat it seriously , your unbearable cold shoulder won't affect me even a bit . it hurts so much okay ? you should be content that no one has ever given you that kind of cold shoulder you have given me then . so still , after that , he said he need time and he again ... gave me harsh words with his repeated stupid cold shoulder thus after two weeks he requested for the time , he said it's the end . hmm ... sounds very convincing indeed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , nearly broke up with my dear yesterday but in the end , we didn't . my first ex chatted with me when that happened . i told him about my love life . i wanted him to break up with me because i still can't let my third ex go . i'm afraid i'll hurt him and stuffs like that . my first ex made me become even firmer in this relationship with him . ((: thanks . he said since he can't give me happiness , he rather i find one who can give me that . now , i'm totally clear on what i'm suppose to do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he asked me to take things lightly . he asked me to choose ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my third ex's unhappy with me .&lt;br /&gt;2. my third ex's happy without me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chose option 2 . still , even we can't be lovers but still ... i don't want to hate him . i want him to have his happiness . like that , i won't dwell in my past anymore and la la la , i can live happily ever after with my dearest . hee . a perfect closure to my past though nothing's perfect . the answer to why i'm attached again and again is because ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if a man loves you with all his heart , i don't see why you can't give him a chance . if you don't try just because other men let your heart down , it's totally unfair to those who're trying to win your heart . to add on , if you don't try , how you know where your future with him lies ? it's going to be nothing forever if you choose not to take the first step to even accept it . never give up until you try it yourself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't dwell in the past but live in the future . don't be afraid of love because love hasn't been hiding away from you . it's always in front of you . it just matters on whether you're going to accept it or run away from it forever ... sometimes when that chance's gone , it's gone forever ... you'll never find it ever again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow white and the seven dwarfs story was read finish by dear . hee . dear going to read me cinderalla next . know why her name is cinderalla ? dear knows why . x: boo . we didn't know till we read it . funny though . some tales from the sites are implemented . now , we don't even know which're the original ones .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's build sandcastles . long long time ago ... when i was a child . hmms ... i can only remember bit and bit of each tales ? don't laugh . it has been years alright ? okays , next , blow away those sandcastles . boo , it's so childish . should i even care ? d: .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to care what people're going to say behind my back but hey just a gentle reminder ... &lt;em&gt;it's going to be my happiness not yours !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;declaration: i love my dear . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;opps . p/s: it must be hard on dear to help me erase my past . come ... i help you too . ((: squeeze . arigato dear .&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;opps . arigato xiao wiz lao po and and and li li darie . hugs and kisses .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114197539248869388?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114197539248869388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114197539248869388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114197539248869388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114197539248869388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/03/lets-talk-about-love.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114181727056253998</id><published>2006-03-08T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T19:55:15.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/girlclimbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/girlclimbs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo . she's the little girl i snap in the previous post . xiao wiz asked me why she put her leg there on the fence . know what i said ? i said it was because her leg's itchy . she laughed . i don't know why too . i just said it with what i think ? her umbrealla's so so so small . aww . so cute !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a hard day for me . i cried . don't be mistaken . it's not because of relationship . it's because while i was bringing clothes out from the pail , i saw a cockroach in it . i thought the pile of clothes i'm holding onto had no cockroach but to my surprise , i saw it right in front of my eyes and you know what i did ? i dumped them on the floor , trying to sweep away the cockroach and it was swept onto the floor . i ran . oh gracious .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear was on the skype with me . i laughed telling him how scary it was for me . for those who don't know me well , i'm very afraid of cockroach from young . it's like a nightmare to me . next , all of a sudden i cried . i think it was too much for me to take . keep crying . dear keep consoling me . still , i can't control my tears . i called my brother to come back and help me to deal with two cockroaches . he saw me cry . i feel so silly after crying . stupid is the word . told xiao wiz and xiao ke about it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes , i sent the application form for the personal profiling . hope they'll approve it as soon as possible so i can start thinking of interview questions and get to work with immediate effect . sounds like i'm handling a proposal right ? hmm ... sometimes we have to treat it seriously so that our work will be well done as we perform our maximum potential isn't it ? hee . through work achieve success . bingo , that's the way .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep asking xiao wiz to send me the full moon anime . mitsukii's so cute ! the story plot was so touching and well written . ((: love it . no more crying girl . grow up . can i ? doubts . i'm still afraid of cockroach !!! scold me dumb ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114181727056253998?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114181727056253998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114181727056253998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114181727056253998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114181727056253998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/03/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114164331052516358</id><published>2006-03-06T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T19:46:30.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday reached so fast . i touched on my personal profiling a little bit only . today started to fetch my youngest brother to and fro from school . when i was waiting for him out, i saw this little baby girl ;; two years old . she's so cute . cute reminds me of what xiao wiz that group always talk about . cute is ugly but adorable ? i forgotten about that . don't know where they originate this from ? look , she's shy ;; turning away from the camera .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still , i managed to snap some angle of hers . she's a mixed malaysian with singaporean . her dad's a malaysian . babies always catch my eye . i always hope that not a single shred of tears will be dropped because of the man i love . thus , choosing the song ;; breakaway . i want to breakaway . i'm doing very well now . i'll spread my wings and i'll learn to fly and i can . however , i know that love always hurt . it's always bittersweet . anyone knows how to input a radio . blog inside blogger site ? do teach me . i want to learn . take care all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114164331052516358?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114164331052516358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114164331052516358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114164331052516358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114164331052516358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/03/monday-reached-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114155568210994180</id><published>2006-03-05T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T20:00:24.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a post that made me feel like keeping it . i beat the devil . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well, today , xuan-licious . blogspot . com presents you a number 1 best comedy show in singapore and i shall repeat it again , it's best in singapore . ((: sit back and enjoy . here it goes . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh. i'm the evil. who cares ? someone has attain a even higher rank than mine , wow . let's put our hands together and welcome the mr devil . it's obvious that his rank is higher . don't you think so ? let me be a little nicer alright ? a little will do . hms . shall i name him stupid dumb dumb ? or idiot jack ass ? or humpty dumpty ? which sounds nicer ? i think i better name him humpty dumpty . it sounds much more cuter . i'm a little nice right ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there goes . xiao wiz and me had a little you know that little little plan . materials is needed of course . i'll need to gather a hell notes of humpty dumpty's pictures . hope it'll not get my house loaded . what's next ? every single detail of humpty dumpty's profile is to be written on his little roundy stomach . feed that humpty dumpty . xiao wiz will wear slippers tomorrow . hope that little little plan really make wonders though it's just so little . a little little stone can make the humpty dumpty fall . see how great a little little stone is ? ((: claps for that stone for its achievement . xiao wiz has got the smellist slippers ever just for the sake of that humpty dumpty . i'm the evil one remember ? i'll add flavors or scent to that humpty dumpty making it stink like shit . PIAK PIAK PIAK ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wows . it really stink now . well sometimes evil has her angel side too . evil wants to save the world from rotting. she decides to roll it down the sloppy hill . KICK ! there it rolls . down and down and STAMP ! what hits on that humpty dumpty ? oh. what's that ? the evil is very curious . that's the stamper that's needed for him to forget his past . he's in the recarnation wheel now . his roudy stomach rebounces him from that wheel. oh well . it's sad . it's a good thing too . he has another chance to be back to the world . wow . too bad . humpty dumpty is flat now due to the stamping . WAHAHAS . here's the opportunity . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;UPHOLD THE EVIL . DESTORY THE DEVIL . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fill the stomach with nitrogen ! QUICK ! LOTS OF IT ! NEXT ... with a little little pin . POKE IT ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;humpty dumpty pokes off with the speed of light ... &lt;em&gt;meow , that's right .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114155568210994180?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114155568210994180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114155568210994180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114155568210994180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114155568210994180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/03/post-that-made-me-feel-like-keeping-it.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449913.post-114155365881285768</id><published>2006-03-05T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T20:19:47.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some will sure ask me why the sudden change of blog site and stuffs like that . the reason is simple . that xuan-licious . blogspot . com holds far too much of my heartbroken posts ;; from the day i broke up with him till last week . i don't want to lead that kind of life that has have anything regarding him . i want to move on with my dear . it's as simple as that right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently , life is great with wissy , yike and my angels . all thanks to wissy that i had the adobe photoshop to play with all this while and this blogskin's credit should go to her as well . i made a blogsite and blogskin for us .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/1024/finalus1..0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/138/1243/200/finalus1..0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second blogskin i made with photoshop . "stupid cupid stop picking on me" . is the theme nice ? this first kiss is the third blogskin i made . maid had gone back on friday to celebrate her baby girl's birthday for two weeks . meanwhile , i have to do all the housework by myself . guys like my brother won't love doing housework so i have to bear the responsibility of keeping the house clean . i wanted to keep a post from that previous blogskin . i don't want to be nice to him anymore . that's what i'm going to do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear is simply so sweet . everyday before bed , he'll read me a story . now it's "snow white &amp;amp; the seven dwarts". of course , it takes time to read all to me . a few paragraphs a night ? when the story ends , a new story continues . i'll just hope that it'll never end like how the story goes . never ending love with him . i told him that it's a training for him to read to our babies few years later . it's still far . spend holidays wisely all . for republic polytechnic year ones' , please spend some time drafting your personal profiling so that it'll not clash with your year two's work . i'm doing so as well . stressed up with that . research and interviews . headaches .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perseverance is the key towards success . hang on .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449913-114155365881285768?l=xuanlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114155365881285768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449913&amp;postID=114155365881285768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114155365881285768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449913/posts/default/114155365881285768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuanlicious.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-will-sure-ask-me-why-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>xuanlicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816752506837005153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
