<?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-6887847168387348033</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:06:28.353+08:00</updated><category term='Terrible sad?'/><title type='text'>Love -(^.^)-(T.T)-(&gt;.&lt;)-</title><subtitle type='html'>Musix rox my life!!! (^.^)
...Love is juz a part of our life...
Without it , you will nt die as long as you face to reality...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-8681051065219375182</id><published>2007-12-11T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T04:15:16.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired and bored ..</title><content type='html'>yayaya - a girl who excels in sleeping . - yayaya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     x&lt;br /&gt;   xxxxx   xxxxx    /&lt;br /&gt;  x     x x     x  /&lt;br /&gt; x       x        /&lt;br /&gt;x                /x&lt;br /&gt;x               / x                  &lt;&lt;&lt; DONT KNOW WTH AM I DOING !! ARHHRHHH!!!! ..&lt;br /&gt;x              /  x                      heart-drink? lols ~&lt;br /&gt;x             /   x&lt;br /&gt; x           /   x&lt;br /&gt;  x         /   x&lt;br /&gt;    x      O   x&lt;br /&gt;      x       x&lt;br /&gt;        xxxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-8681051065219375182?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/8681051065219375182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=8681051065219375182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/8681051065219375182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/8681051065219375182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/12/tired-and-bored.html' title='Tired and bored ..'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-5345310139973843819</id><published>2007-06-25T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T23:58:08.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~Jap~~</title><content type='html'>毎日Iはあなたについて考える。 考えること私について考える。 この感じはであるもの知ってはいけない。 それはとても奇妙に感じる。1日まで私はもう一人の女の子との会った。 私は私忘れられている知っている。 または多分&lt;br /&gt;、私はちょうど他人である。 少なくとも私の友人である場合もあるか。 多分それは非常に困難であるが、私は実際に望む。 毎日Iつ必ず… 願い私の想像である。 ちょうど甘美な夢があるが、私は実際に目覚めたくない。 &lt;br /&gt;従って私は現実に直面する必要がない… 私が歌を聞くとき、私はあなたについて考える。 特にラブソング。 私が心で持っている最初の人である。 私はちょうど私が少なくとも知り合いになることができることを望む。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I thinks of you. Thinking will you ever think of me. Don't know what is this feeling. It feels so strange.&lt;br /&gt;Until one day I saw you with another girl. I know you forgotten me. Or maybe , I'm just a stranger. Can you at &lt;br /&gt;least be my friend? Maybe that'll be very difficult but I really wish.. I everyday , everytime... Wish you're my &lt;br /&gt;fantasy. Although is just a sweet dream , I really don't wish to wake up. So I won't have to face reality... When &lt;br /&gt;I listen to songs , I think of you. Especially love songs. You're the first person I have in mind. I just wish I &lt;br /&gt;could at least get to know you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-5345310139973843819?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/5345310139973843819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=5345310139973843819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/5345310139973843819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/5345310139973843819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/06/jap.html' title='~~Jap~~'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-7433219877318770073</id><published>2007-06-09T13:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T13:52:22.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I ? Or not?</title><content type='html'>SHOULD I KEEP HIMM IN MY HEART OR TAK IT AS A DREAMM? HAIZ!!!!!!!  I wonder.. EEE...!!! think of luvvin someones again.. OMFG!!!! ==..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{AUDI}{THING}&lt;br /&gt;1) LYDIA MEII , NVR TELL ME SHE MARRY!!! I SO SADD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2) SOMEONE CALL ME DAR , I GO DIE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;3) I WANN A BF  , LOLX JKJK!!!&lt;br /&gt;4) MY HP GONE AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;5) II FEeLs LIKE SLPING AGAIN!!111!!!&lt;br /&gt;6) I WANN CHANGE NAme TO ... DreaMs_Fi0n...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;7) SHLD II FIND A BF? LOLX... WAD A LAME QUESTION..&lt;br /&gt;8) II GO REJECT OTHERS COUPLE REQUEST LEHS!!! OMG..&lt;br /&gt;9) TAT GUY CANT STOP STICKIN TO ME , LUCKY II PRETEND II GOT BF BUT DE BOY SO BADD..&lt;br /&gt;10) TAK IT AS I LUV NO ONE.... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEZ ALL... IM SO DAMNN SADD!!! hehes jkjk... -becuz no bf LOLX!!! JKJK!!!!-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-7433219877318770073?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/7433219877318770073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=7433219877318770073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/7433219877318770073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/7433219877318770073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/06/should-i-or-not.html' title='Should I ? Or not?'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-2279643211288861711</id><published>2007-05-13T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:50:52.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My fren...changed...his promise..or not...promise to me..</title><content type='html'>well , ii went to games everyday de same old thing.. then ii check my **... o0 so many unknowns... Then ii saw one thing disappeared.. my fren's **** then ii go check de whole * again... OMGG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he wont change de **** but he changed.. I WONDER WAD HE SAID TAT TIME. II WONT CHANGE TAT **** DE! hahax! &lt;br /&gt;SO FAKE! FAKEFAKEFAKEFAKEFAKE!...I HATE................................................FAKERS...LAMERS...****ERS.....******ERS!...I HATE..THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont bother anymore. I WONT BOTHER HIM ANYMORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-2279643211288861711?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/2279643211288861711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=2279643211288861711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/2279643211288861711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/2279643211288861711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-frenchangedhis-promiseor-notpromise.html' title='My fren...changed...his promise..or not...promise to me..'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-4033176933390377851</id><published>2007-04-26T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T15:28:10.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa? Did that happen or wad?</title><content type='html'>I was being forced to go out with my mum to tiong today... I of course try to hold de time to late late... BUT...FAILED!!!.... She just ask me , : " so where should we go first? Fairprice?" I said , : "whatever." Well I follow her to fairprice... then we buy things to eat...While we were queueing... My mum ask me go popular bookstore wait fer her... Well , Follow her ways then... I walk walk walk... see so many people...even my primary school mates!... But I never tok to them. I walk into de bookstore...WOOW STORYBOOKS MOREMOREMORE!! then ii run to my fave book titles...search fer meg cabot books... Well I like her books though =^^= Then ii brought one manga book fer drawing...My brother drew on my "Men" title manga...zzz So ii buy " Girls " Then I look around...see my mum arrive...she wave to me and say... " I go find books fer ur brother..You go walk around or help me search." I search fer awhile then ii went round de bookstore , looking at people...hahax ii boring rite? Then I walk to de riddles section , near de pre school books... I read then ii saw some upper sec guys walking near there. Then ii walk away.. I walk to de pens section. They walk here too , I dont bother and juz try out some pens. Then ii heard... " You think she from which sec? Want to ask her? Want a not?" then ii think dey toking about others so ii walk to compass section...near notebooks there... Then ii look around , see which section I want to walk to... Then ii saw de guys looking at me...I thought dey ki siaoz so ii walk to my mum dere... My mum was at pre school dere... Then one guy from de group walk out , and said quite loudly , " Is that her mother???" I juz took one jokes book and read , dont bother them... Then other guys from de group went to de other side... so near!! Then dey look at me , then dey go tak other books and come closer. I told my mum say " mum lets go... Niid to fetch bro time.." She say , " okay , you think this maths book all right? " I was like... walao diaoz... Then we walk to de counter... After Waiting... mum say " put this recipe inside de bag , ltr de thing beepbeep.. " Then de guy from de group again say so loud , " bebebbebebebbeep! " my mum say " oh my... scared me... " we giggle then We walk away... Juz now ii turn back at them , ii saw them poking de heads out.  Hahax I think dey juz having fun , making fun of me kekes ~ kkz byez &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DreaMiiexx Fion.&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-4033176933390377851?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/4033176933390377851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=4033176933390377851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/4033176933390377851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/4033176933390377851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/04/whoa-did-that-happen-or-wad.html' title='Whoa? Did that happen or wad?'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-1439681416463380533</id><published>2007-04-21T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T16:07:00.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs Lyrics ( taken some out fer my post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I could fall Into the sky, do you think time would pass me by ?&lt;br /&gt;It's always times like these , when I think of you and I wonder if you ever think of me. Cause every thing's so wrong and I don't belong living in your precious memories.&lt;br /&gt;And I..I don't want to let you know. I..I drown in your memory. I..I don't want to let this go. I..I don't...Want! Staring blankly ahead just making my way through the crowd.. And I still need you...and I still miss you...&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;I walked into the door again. Well, if you ask that's what I'll say and it's not your business anyway. I guess I'd like to be alone , with nothing broken, nothing thrown.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;I once wish to die...because of my friends , family.. I also don't know why...Just that strange feeling...I just feels like I'm going to follow this feeling... It controls my whole body!.. I cried , angry suddenly.. Maybe I really think this world too negative... My so-called-classmates all keep have real , accompany them friends... Well , I don't... maybe that's why I'm so sad? Don't know..Maybe is..or not..I wish for a..friend.. who can accompany me whenever I need help or sad...A friend who I can trust..confide my problems to... A friend who always close to me..A real life friend , a true friend...I just want that...Only that I wish in my school life... I got family problems... not parents quarrel but is children quarrel/forbid what the parents said... that's me...I'm a cant-be-good daughter.Like my dad... bad temper.. But he clever but he got a daughter who is stupid , lazy , think of not important things!.. My mum.. always lecture me by saying like ,"See your friend! ( BAOYI NERD) see...so clever! Score so well! Every month pass all subjects! you? fail all or some?! How can you fight with your cousins even you can't win your friends!"... thats...why...I..want...to...leave...this...stressful.., pro world... Well My friends are nerds...I'm a noob ! They pros I noob... Fact.. I'm a failure! A ... bad-to-worse failure! Other failures , bad to good...I is bad to worse! How can I ever compete with anyone...when I am such a stupid , idiot ...person...I want to be alone...forever...when I'm dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( . Crying Fion . )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-1439681416463380533?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/1439681416463380533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=1439681416463380533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1439681416463380533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1439681416463380533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/04/songs-lyrics-taken-some-out-fer-my-post.html' title='Songs Lyrics ( taken some out fer my post)'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-1370975484715299885</id><published>2007-03-29T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T16:34:56.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw him today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saw him everyday though but today is abit strange. He is a fren from my pri schh... And ii always play with him till pri 5 or 6 we nvr tok. My frenz and ii always  call him lao fu zi... becuz his hairstyle is very dull... He also used to be one of my CCA member. Even de same sect. He always say funny things to make de people laugh and often kana scoldin ==... When ii gt into my sec schh... I was walking alone to some parts of de schh. Suddenly ii saw someone very famillar. I seee more properly... And ii saw him. I feel happy and sianz to see him though. He older me one yr old. I walk past him , nvr look at him of course , like everytime ii walk past people. This month keep raining... so ii often wait fer my mumm at de schh gate. dere gt shelter. And many people always at dere waiting for cabs , frenz , parents and walk home alone.  Today , 1.35pm+ also raining. SAME OLD THING. Me wait outside de gate fer my mumm , called my mum , when she say she coming by de cab , ii feel happy. Its was raining heavily and if she bring umbrella here , we both will be drenched. While waitin , ii saw frenz , strangers , seniors , and ii dun wish to see de people also here. Tats when ii feel very tired waitin and ii saw him. He look at my direction and ii juz so silly! I go turn my head to de wall.== When ii turn back to de direction , he is gone. I was so relifed but ii suddenly saw him beside me. I was shocked (nvr show larx..) He seems to wanna tok somethin but he was pulled away by his frenz So ii dun bother. When ii think tat ii saw my fren , he came back again When ii saw tat , ii run to alot of people waitin place. In a nick of time , my mum arrive. So happy. I faster run to de cab with raindrops and sweat on my face.When ii was sitting on de cap ii turn to him , ii saw him waving at me , ii juz smile and turn back to me seat . I know tmr he will forget him. I THINK. But ii still happy to saw my old seniors and frenz in pri sch nnw in sec sch.!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-1370975484715299885?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/1370975484715299885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=1370975484715299885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1370975484715299885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1370975484715299885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/03/saw-him-today.html' title='Saw him today...'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-7157982684398613675</id><published>2007-03-27T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T19:04:15.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad-Gd-Bad-Gd</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart so pain... So damn pain... why did my fren ask this stupid but very impt question to me.... she ask "( lalala ) ur stead arx? " although sounds nt impt but ii really wish ii can say yes... but ii say no. OF COURSE he nt my stead!!! he gt stead lerx , gf!!! LOVER !!! II CANT LIKE MARX!!! LOVE THEN WORSE LARX!!! but... ii think ii hav like hiim more then love... at first we are...&lt;br /&gt;LOGGERHEADS - Classmates - Schmates - then at sec schh we tok abit... so happy tat day o0 but when ii remember tat... he gt stead... ii forgt abt it tat day... think as is a sweet dream , and forget about it... tats gd... hw ii wish ii now go bang my head , go mental hosp , rest dere... or maybe juz die == ii wish ii can find someone tat can ... zzz wont ever be true XD!!! why she ask == nw ii wish to look at his photos... ii gt de class photo with them!!! SO DAMN CUTE LEHS EVERYONE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-7157982684398613675?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/7157982684398613675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=7157982684398613675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/7157982684398613675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/7157982684398613675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/03/bad-gd-bad-gd.html' title='Bad-Gd-Bad-Gd'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-1036798327733196015</id><published>2007-03-26T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T23:15:38.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;/3</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouch ==... I acturally HAVE A LOT OF THINGS TO WRITE but....... ii dun know how to say... start from where... Nvm juz say todayz... As usual , go schh , rainin heavily today... everyone throw their umbrellas to de side of our classroom... People with wet socks and shoes , all tak it out... ( SMELLY DUH) but de smell gone quite a long while... becuz we treat it as our 2nd HOME...lalala.... Geo , Maths , Recess , Bio , History then chinese... At chinese class , our cher put us into groups... Its WAS fun. My frenz all so funny , ii dun dare laugh with them though , ii also dun know why... maybe ii nt tat ... wadeva... while waitin fer our cher to tok finish... I heard one thing very clearly... and my heart feels like shaken.. One girl , shout out loud , as usual... " You like .......(secret) ?! " ii tried to turn around but ii afraid maybe dey will gossip or wadeva... but my heart seems to be... OUCH?! like goin to be full dead? ( already half dead ) even now writin ... ii also feel pain... then ii try to hit my chest... gently.. but de pain inside hurts then de outside... its was like... world goin to end?... so sad , pain , heartbroken... AND in audi , my frenz still ==... nvm... byez ii go off first lerx ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signin Off , &lt;br /&gt;DreaMiiexx Fion.&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-1036798327733196015?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/1036798327733196015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=1036798327733196015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1036798327733196015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1036798327733196015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/03/3.html' title='&lt;/3'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-3072261380770642023</id><published>2007-03-15T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:13:08.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;These few dayz... my heart seems to sink deep down to de sea... Dun kn0w why sia... is like drown.. nobody bother... I try my only way to relax is listen musixx... but it cant cure... sometimes de matter jump to my mind... then ii was like... tears in my eyes... then ii really dun kn0w wad happen lerx... is so... my heart so pain... ( nt heart attack..) well... people ask me , ii fell in luv b4? ii dun kn0w hw to reply.. can only say.. nvr tried b4 ^^... My fren is nt even in luv ==... keep see hunks then fell in luv... tats suxx... me .. dun feel like tat leh.. and idiotic frenz will pull me with boys tgt... but ii juz walk away , dun even bother... becuz my heart gt someone occupied de... ii juz be frenz with people XD... ii hab a weak health XD... "often" sick... TT... tats suxx too... Me nvr seems to bother boys... tat time ii dream of one person , a old fren... well when ii go pri 4 nvr see him liao... he is sleepy king == ... strange rite XD? ii also like to slp . hehex piggiexx XD... so funny de ==...haiz , ii go ... to work liao...(HOMEWORK nt GO WORK) okiexx! g2g byez !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Signing Off , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;DreaMiiexx Fion.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&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/6887847168387348033-3072261380770642023?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/3072261380770642023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=3072261380770642023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/3072261380770642023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/3072261380770642023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/03/ouch.html' title='ouch?'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-2399230199414827753</id><published>2007-03-12T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T00:38:19.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARX!!! Mine younger brother birthday... is coming soon... Let me say... like this...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On March 11 2007 Sunday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;= I am being force to go out shopping with my parents... which i hate to do... !! Because ii wann to stay at home while I could... In the Holidayz!!! Well , ii suddenly remember my younger brother bday coming soon... maybe ii could go out and check wad to get fer my brother... He like action figures but ... when u gib him.. he will make spoil nt even over one day... Well while ii was goin out... ii was chattin with my fren. Autrally ii was goin soon , but chat with my fren , ii forgt lerx XD... maybe too engrossed in tokin , forgt to prepare to go out lerx... While ii was walking through the tiring walk...  , ii fell asleep.. I dream again ( me is DreaMiiexx Gurl ) Abt my Past.. with my frenz... Well we bicker... we meet new people... we also play together... Haiz... de past wont come to future again.. ii guess... I remember de times... ii gt 3 best frenz.. then ii met another 2.. then more and more...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;=Names=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Charissa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Baoyi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Casabella&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Emilyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Daphne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Baoyi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Meilin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.... cant remember tat much... but these are de ones... always with me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If y0u kn0w me... , u sure say... dey really miie frenz? well dey are... but we no tok veri veri longlerx... I miss them , really ^^... ~&gt;&lt;~ So sadd... So miss them ... Well.. g2g sleep ^^ byez! nitez!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signin Off , &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DreaMiiexx Fion.&lt;3&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/6887847168387348033-2399230199414827753?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/2399230199414827753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=2399230199414827753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/2399230199414827753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/2399230199414827753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-1466492794522857807</id><published>2007-02-22T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:34:01.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I... startin to think he like her...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;He... MY "FREN" say he gt 8 words ... the gurl he like... ( most of the boys keep writin 8 words_leh... ) Then ii guess my Pri sch sister.... (nt blood sisters....) -------- &lt;= 8 words.... well.... in pri sch ii always kn0w my sis like him ( NT BLOOD SISTERS!) then ii think dey both are... lemme see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;=============================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;She beautiful , He handsome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Heavenly Made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I ugly , He handsome&lt;br /&gt;Worse made ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Dun bother abt looks... he and iI nt heavenly made or fate to be.... Of course... lalax.... ii cried quite alot times fer love this year...^^... ii bad mood... ii go home must pretend gd mood.... you kn0w... hw.... bad tat feelin is? I once wann to wash my brain long time.................. ferhis memory , fade... but iit appears again... in my .... mind.... So he reserve one space in my brain lerx....&lt;/span&gt;&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/6887847168387348033-1466492794522857807?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/1466492794522857807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=1466492794522857807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1466492794522857807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1466492794522857807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-startin-to-think-he-like-her.html' title='I... startin to think he like her...'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-3159305755517089322</id><published>2007-02-08T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T18:42:10.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I went to school ... dayz .. dayz dayz dayz.... 10th feb my bday lerx... argh why ii still cryin... I went to my "friends" profile... testi... I am still de bored one... No frenz ... true frenz... My fren ,(call as "1") , ii saw her emotion today... Her fren , (call her "2 ")... B was tokin to 2 ... then 1 and I keep ask them to go canteen faster... when 2 keep tokin to B abt things... ii saw 1 glare... stern on 2... I juz say : " 1 , we go first? " She n0 tok , i think she volcano erupt lerx... juz let her walk her own .... see she wan to continue to stern on 2 or walk... 2 and 1 are frenz... B with 2 friendship Betta and faster then 1... ii think 1 is jealous... I also dun like 1... she veri... I dun know...&lt;br /&gt;If you gt my msn , ii think you will see... " I cried today , the reason ... is . he say ..." Somethin like tat... Well , nvm ii juz say... although sound childish but ii think its de most impt thing to me... My fren , ( call her BL ) , tok to him , ( call him idiot ) . BL tok to idiot ... ask who is MX... idiot say is his stead.. I think at tat time , my heart seems to be... dead? I was like... omg?... ii de whole day ... suxx , sad things cause me... headache... I make embarrassed stuff... ARGH!!! I HATE IDIOT!!! HATED HATED HATED &gt;&lt; HATE!!! CURRENTLY HATE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I miss my qps frens , dey wont miss me. TATS DE FACT!!! I AM DE MOST IDIOTIC PERSON IN LIFE!!! I HATE MYSELF!!!! I ONCE THINK OF DYIN!!! BUT HW?! II GT NO FRENZ AND TAT DE FACT TOO! I AM IDIOT FACT 3! I THINK OF DYIN , FACT 4!! FRENZ CAN BE WITH FRENZ AGAIN.... I WONT!!! II GT NO FRENZ HW TO DO TAT?! DIE IS BETTA CHOICE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-3159305755517089322?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/3159305755517089322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=3159305755517089322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/3159305755517089322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/3159305755517089322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/02/argh.html' title='Argh...'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-4809470604418483033</id><published>2007-01-27T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T17:27:55.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So sad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I 've been thinking , wonder ii still miss my ex-primary school frenz I think so.. Since ii always play with them no matter wad... My frenz say ii veri ACT... Well ii also dunnch wann But all are frenz... Like tat time ii gib miie seat to my fren . She say she will feel guilty... Well , wad are frenz fer? I say nvm Then ii walk to side and eat well of course , ii think of people ii hate in pri schh , ... hahax.. angry but funny . Look bakk on these times I've been through so much..bitterness sweetness , sourness.. all types of taste.... Well quite true , after that horrible prob in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;   My frenz and ii 've been drifting apart verii far far far... I also DUNNCH WANN TO BE LIKE TAT!!! ...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;   I am soo ... GREEN WITH ENVY when ii see head prefect with her .... She can be with her frenz , and ii surely couldnt.... Well of course plain... reason... I gt no frenz ya ii gt frenz but cant hang out and dey gt their own CLOSE FREN And ii dunn... Arx CRYING LIAO!! omgg sure i'm sad... wonder why I am so sad hahax ii also nt sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;    Maybe is de veri hate people reminded me ii still treat them as my fren.. Think abt de past , ii am so childish... so stupid.. Well ii am still de same character from nw and then.. I cant seem to change Well change might let people think iii veri act again... cant help THATS WHY II CANT CHANGE..... so.. sad... sad... sad... sobx...cry.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why ii didn't meet u earlier? nvm... Signing off , Fion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-4809470604418483033?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/4809470604418483033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=4809470604418483033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/4809470604418483033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/4809470604418483033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-sad.html' title='So sad...'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-8456402143418388242</id><published>2007-01-19T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:03:15.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Love To You And Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well Well Well? What I can do? You give my fren , B , a slip of paper.. Well I can't see properly... Just now I ask B ... She keep quiet. I know something is not right... Well I don't want to b0THER YOU ANYMORE..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Have Given Up On Love . On you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Until someone could let me feel true love to me . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-8456402143418388242?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/8456402143418388242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=8456402143418388242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/8456402143418388242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/8456402143418388242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-love-to-you-and-me.html' title='No Love To You And Me'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-2990052612933471064</id><published>2007-01-18T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:03:54.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How many times my heart breaks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First time ~ Someone say he luv my fren.&lt;br /&gt;Second time ~ He ask my fren her number .&lt;br /&gt;Third time ~ We no talk and yet fell in luv with another girl.&lt;br /&gt;Forth time ~ Someone say my fren like him.&lt;br /&gt;Fifth time ~ Can't do the one I wish to do.&lt;br /&gt;Sixth time ~ Being misunderstood badly...&lt;br /&gt;7th time ~ Our relationship is drifting apart.&lt;br /&gt;8th time ~ You pretend to be my fren&lt;br /&gt;.............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;... So unlucky? Some reasons can't be heart breaking but to me , is torn to pieces.I love peace , calm and quiet moments... I totally hate people who spoils my mood, even is teachers , I will still tolerate abit. I'm a forgettful person.. I love the sound of the wind , rain , the peace. Of course most people hate being misunderstood... I told people that I love music , they reply saying that " Music Sucks.." IT IS MY WAY OF THINKING , NOT YOUR WAY!I like my way . You do your way. I also LOVE TO BE ALonE! Of course most people need fren as I'm also one of the "people". When I become abit heart-broken... I will "compose" a sad song ... Thats how I forgot about the incident.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-2990052612933471064?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/2990052612933471064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=2990052612933471064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/2990052612933471064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/2990052612933471064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-many-times-my-heart-breaks.html' title='How many times my heart breaks?'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-1738265347120769346</id><published>2007-01-09T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:04:39.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaoz... Already bad mood larx...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Bad Mood Today...Dun... irrate... ME!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;ARGH BAD MOOD STILL INCLUDE THIS HELL MESSAGE!!!...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It goes :"So still haven't gibben him up?(ii already wanted to Gib up) You still &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Gd if no ( okie) IF Yes U DEAD !!! ( Already Said NO!!!) Lemme see . I only kn0e u ugly ( correct , spot on... II UGLY OKIE?!) No one will luv u hor ( enough...) Even DE heaven or hell wont accept you!( ENOUGH!) Continue TO LOVE HIM , I will make u suffer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Sign off to hell ~ UnKn0wN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;argh... argh... argh... ii given up on him okie!? You luv him , u get it . Hw do ii giv up? Everyday will meet him wad!? Lab time ii try to find a way to change place... OKIE?! ii with him will hav nothin to do except "classmates" and schmate. TATS ALL!!! ii am already sad u still 火上加油.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;He and ii HAB NO FATE&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-1738265347120769346?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/1738265347120769346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=1738265347120769346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1738265347120769346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1738265347120769346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/01/kaoz-already-bad-mood-larx.html' title='Kaoz... Already bad mood larx...'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-8739543669836223337</id><published>2007-01-08T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:05:26.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Er , Whose msg is THIS FROM!?! HELL!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;(...) = Mine opinion ii wanna say...&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;This is a message from my hp . Ytd 's message , ps , It says. : " HEY YOU KNS .( WAD II KNS!!??YOU THEN KNS!)HMM! you with tat guy rite?!(wad guy?) Dun deny lerx ... you in luv with tat cutie guy ( cutie? she tokin abt tat?) DL btw =.= if u so blur ii remind YOU! NAME IS ==== ( dun wanna say..) You better PUT HIM IN SAFE BOX!!! ii gonna snatch him away from ya!(eh he nt my guy lorx..?) I sure WILL MAKE HIM LUV ME!!!( luv u , none my buiness diaoz..) BTW CALL ME UNKNOWN ( ii already callin u KNS ) DREAM ON GAL!&lt;br /&gt;Signin off ~ ( walao this person siaoz one izzit?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Message ~ TOday!!! ~ WAD RUBBISH THIS TIME?!&lt;br /&gt;It goes : " KNS larx u! TOLD you TO stay OFF to my guy !(eh wad this kns mean? ) Lols , you DUN KNoE ARz!? euu dunnch pretennd lerzz =.= YOU FORCE BRENDA TO SIT WITH ANOTHER GUY BESIDE HIM AND U SIT WITH MY GUY!? ( eh this kns mean at lab time!?) sit with him = dunnch deny = lab time ( okie spot on...) told u to stay away ( this kns.. argh..) you so free go get transfer larx! ( transfer ur hell larx...) YOU STILL CALL HIM DEAR!? ( WAD DEAR?! ii nvr tok to him at all lorx!! nt even said face lookin at him =.=) Dunnch tinnk ii dunnch kn0e hAcKer 001 hor ( okie who this person , so familer... ) FORGT WHO 's HE!? MInd contact ii tell ya =.= ( mind contact..? head pain...) He ask u be gf b4 one ( eh bf? hacker001? HEAD PAIN!!!) dun forgt u hacker 002 , 003 traveller , 009 /008 helper .( ouch head pain... , why so pain liao...?)u betta WATCH OUT! BTW ASK UR LYDIA "MEI" if wanna kn0w.&lt;br /&gt;Sign o0ff &gt; Unkn0wn&lt; .... wa head so pain when writin tis kns msg... this prob seems to happen to me b4... but is like ii forgt liao... argh WHO IS HACKER DEY ALL!? and why ii am 002?! .... mind contact...?&lt;/span&gt;&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/6887847168387348033-8739543669836223337?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/8739543669836223337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=8739543669836223337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/8739543669836223337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/8739543669836223337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/01/er-whose-msg-is-this-from-hell.html' title='Er , Whose msg is THIS FROM!?! HELL!?'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-7739652662302221679</id><published>2007-01-06T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:06:34.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp so tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Whoa juz took a nap XD . Autrally ii came home wanted to update one post&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;abt my c4mp things~ But ii fell asleep .. XD nvm ... when ii reach mine sch hall , it's so WARM!!! Like in a OVEN or volcano ... When we at de camp , we ply quite a lot of games XD . Special is when everyone are plyin "Whacko" . The game goes like , we gurlz inside de circle made by de bois ... then each boi tak one gurl (whoever in front of u nia ) , one gurl or boi ii think must sit in de middle of gurl and boi 's circle XD... The game is like , yucks , boifren protectin gurlfren =.= of course ii dun think tat way XD . WELL you see , he(my *fren* ii put nick fer him is " HE ") Of course when de whacko goin to hit his gurl parther, HE said mine name larx =.= , then de whacko goin to hit me , lucky tat short short guy save lorx =.= say Stella if nt wrong XD ii wanna say HE 's de gurl parther but dun kn0e de name XD Then ii nt sure in de same class with me wad... so sure will meet tgt larx... Of course if he stand behind me , ii sure go another side XD ( dun kn0e why XD) . Then ii stand in front of a *short short* guy larx (eh , de * is nt being rude as shortie arx...), then ii juz tok to him ,tell him which gurl or boi de whacko hab to hit larx... Then de HE who told me .... " See He still remember you " in handphone... ii also dun kn0e who.... a unknown number ... a private one...So ii surely dun kn0e larx... Then we ply other abit "Bombin" games... WELL think this well fer gd... At first when ii saw him , ii WISH he transfer XD but nw , ii think is a chance fer me to be fren with him... Well of course , be fren with him taks time .. we no tok also =.= so is reallii long ... BUT all of us are classmates and schmates wad.. surely hab to teamwork abit XD... WEll , ii will jiayoux to be frenz with him , and jiayoux in my studies XD (^.^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-7739652662302221679?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/7739652662302221679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=7739652662302221679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/7739652662302221679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/7739652662302221679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/01/whoa-juz-took-nap-xd.html' title='Camp so tired'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-1751981306187060324</id><published>2007-01-03T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:08:26.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day 0f sCh0oL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lolx... ii did met new frenz all tat today... ^o^ , haiz met someone ii dun wanna meet...&lt;br /&gt;But well , is a all rite start fer me .. (uh huh) On tat day ii hab to go report to School , ii saw *** ii also dun kn0e what shld ii do wad .. But ii suddenly saw *** so-called ** so ii think ... "Hmm , since ***... so called ** is at here , ii dun niid to worry abt ***..." Lolx mite abit fake if ii say mine heart seems to hurt? XD... dun kn0e larx... juz tat feelin...&lt;br /&gt;ii always ****..*** lorx.. nw ** suddenly appear in same sch and class tgt!?...ii was like , OMG?!&lt;br /&gt;de muslims bois all gone N/A Tech... ii at Nt Express and Tech all rite? Ac.... blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;today first day my legs gone home numb liao... TT .. TODAY GO CANTEEN CANT EAT ANYTHIN!!! ii o0f c0urse tell my mumz then she bring me Singapore Poly to eat.. Becuz at dere gt member marx.... then when gone dere saw some queenway students... =.= okok , ii from Queensway Sec... If this post YOU AUGUSTLEE GT SEE , ii nw 13 can ? =.=&lt;/em&gt;&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/6887847168387348033-1751981306187060324?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/1751981306187060324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=1751981306187060324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1751981306187060324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1751981306187060324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-0f-sch0ol.html' title='First Day 0f sCh0oL'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-7672222382719395992</id><published>2007-01-03T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:09:14.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh? Did ii ever writen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did ii said tat ii gone to watch death note 2?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahax , ii tat time go watch death note 2 on January 02 2007 Tuesday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Autrally my cousin said de last name lerx but ii sianz so ii go watch de movie... XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tat day , my cousinz all from Malaysia come out to Singapore and called my mum ^.^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then when dey called , ii was at Tiong Bahru , De Popular Bookstore . To buy de nessary things ii niid fer my first day of school ^o^ ~ think of first day , hab butterflies in my stomach ~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choosin my wallet , pencil box , pens , pencil ... ii forgt ruler tat time... XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Autrally todayz is de first day of school ^^...TT...&gt;&lt;...=.=...-.-...=.T...XD... okie stop de emotions..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahax okie ii wanna update another post XD kkz &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Ber Buaix ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-7672222382719395992?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/7672222382719395992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=7672222382719395992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/7672222382719395992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/7672222382719395992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/01/eh-did-ii-ever-writen.html' title='Eh? Did ii ever writen?'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-6918966544437370323</id><published>2007-01-01T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:09:56.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Year 2007 Arrives ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haiz ~ No post on directly on 1/1/2007 12am =.= &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ii was at Malaysia then ~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sad or Gd news = My Cousin has gone back to her home lerx...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She came to Singapore fer holidays , -Hate Being A Host-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gd news again !!! My dad brought a Mp3 Player fer me ^o^!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is SONY NW-E003F MP3 PLAYER ~!~ Nice duh =.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So expensive!!! T.T &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ii feel so bad T.T.... when my dad brought me things , since young... ii decided to repay them by studyin betta and better!!! T.T &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haiz bad memory T.T XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okie Okie , Time fer supper 0r dinner lerx... Mc DOnalds!?!?!? okie &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nitez all and Happy New YR!!! ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-6918966544437370323?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/6918966544437370323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=6918966544437370323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/6918966544437370323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/6918966544437370323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2007/01/year-2007-arrives.html' title='~ Year 2007 Arrives ~'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-2010819231937634153</id><published>2006-12-31T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:11:12.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Movie ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today watch movie again ^.^ This time de movie is Huang Jin Jia (黄金甲） Tats wad ^o^&lt;br /&gt;T0day we ...&lt;br /&gt;-Gone Tiong Bahru ~&lt;br /&gt;-Mc Donalds eat eat eat XD ~&lt;br /&gt;-Go near cinema play sum machines ~&lt;br /&gt;-Watch Movie ~~!&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================&lt;br /&gt;~Mite ~ Be ~ Fan ~ Of ~ Jay Chou ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://fantasy.icecreambox.com/layout.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://fantasy.icecreambox.com/&amp;amp;amp;h=503&amp;w=536&amp;amp;sz=55&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=36&amp;tbnid=cjrJHSgSRnjWTM:&amp;amp;amp;tbnh=124&amp;tbnw=132&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DJay%2BChou%26start%3D18%26ndsp%3D18%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26rlz%3D1T4SUNA_en___SG203%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-2010819231937634153?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/2010819231937634153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=2010819231937634153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/2010819231937634153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/2010819231937634153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2006/12/movie.html' title='~ Movie ~'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-4724928082373687393</id><published>2006-12-27T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:12:37.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~De movies~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoa , juz gt bakk from de movies. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone with my family , a pity without my dadd. ( btw , we watchin , night in de museum ) ii guess de name is spelled like tat. ^o^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quite fun . ii wondered if dey show like taat , will people wish dey can be nite guard in de museum too? hahax , u think is a silly tots? Okie , ii am typin miie new post , and drinkin soup ( ba ku teh ) dun kn0e hw to spell in English.... hahax okok , ii go drink finish , and slp. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nitez to all ^.^ zzz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-4724928082373687393?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/4724928082373687393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=4724928082373687393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/4724928082373687393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/4724928082373687393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2006/12/de-movies.html' title='~De movies~'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-4166046452769942618</id><published>2006-12-19T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:13:58.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love~Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sobx , Wont ever forget him ... Hahax long long wont forget him... , his memories of him , as a crush ... Cant forget... like him too much....nvm nvm , start a new fresh soon... forget everythin abt him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-4166046452769942618?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/4166046452769942618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=4166046452769942618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/4166046452769942618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/4166046452769942618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2006/12/lovesick_19.html' title='Love~Sick'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-1005075921125646575</id><published>2006-12-16T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:15:12.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terrible sad?'/><title type='text'>Frenz love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ii often ply with boys , as de gurls , ii do nt quite understand them... ii a gurl btw....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well gurls also hab crush... unless dey reallii hate bois... ii in game , real life , of course hav suitors? ( vomiit ) well of course ii reject them , dey always ask me de reason why ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ii dun kn0e hw to reply them , if ii say ii already hab a lover , dey sure .. well ii dun kn0e hw to explain ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When ii see my crush , ii always told myself , he 's my ex-crush , skumate , ex-classmate.. But when ii see de gurls with him , my heart , chest had a painful stab... sumtimes ii wonder where did de pain cum from... so sad so pain , feel like restin fereva and eva... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahax... wonder why my heart hab a painful stab when ii writin this post , even tears in my eyes , rdy to drip... so sad ^^... so... painful...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-1005075921125646575?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/1005075921125646575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=1005075921125646575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1005075921125646575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1005075921125646575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2006/12/frenz-love.html' title='Frenz love'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-1657127696450984016</id><published>2006-11-28T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:16:43.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone who miie fren always tok to me... nw no contact so much...&lt;br /&gt;Someone said ~ you said wrong things when u like a person ~ + its true&lt;br /&gt;*** haiz *** like *** someone *** is *** difficult ***&lt;br /&gt;Adapt - to - it , - you - will - adapt - to - it&lt;br /&gt;To me ,&lt;br /&gt;ii hab crush but , ii admire them as my fren first...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes , ii meet boys , my heart rate will increase... like heart attack? * hehex *&lt;br /&gt;Well meet as fren , tmr fell in luv ...&lt;br /&gt;--- Love Have A Limited Time --- Do not cry fer boys --- If being *ditch*&lt;br /&gt;it is tat guy who do nt knoe his luck , you will find a betta guy then him!&lt;br /&gt;* No Insult , Sry . *&lt;/em&gt;&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/6887847168387348033-1657127696450984016?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/1657127696450984016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=1657127696450984016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1657127696450984016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1657127696450984016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2006/11/someone.html' title='Someone...'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-1376424080797083248</id><published>2006-11-27T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:18:02.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copy~Different~complicated~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is complicated , everything hab its difficulty. Juz adapt to it , you will think it is fine...&lt;br /&gt;When someone follows your style or your way... , you might feel strange... or maybe feel bad...&lt;br /&gt;What kind of people am ii? = To me = a...&lt;br /&gt;Selfish , Naive , Short - Tempered , abit.pamper - Unfit to be a fren of anyone...&lt;br /&gt;ii can't be a fren to anyone becuz..................... n0 0ne will wan me to be a fren...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887847168387348033-1376424080797083248?l=flegance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/feeds/1376424080797083248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887847168387348033&amp;postID=1376424080797083248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1376424080797083248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887847168387348033/posts/default/1376424080797083248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flegance.blogspot.com/2006/11/copydifferentcomplicated.html' title='Copy~Different~complicated~'/><author><name>Fion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04621027601595913196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQPOtj2IXWE/SKV7bp9Z0sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b3HNAP5H1r4/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887847168387348033.post-1519157960252040727</id><published>2006-11-24T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T00:50:28.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Startin Words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hellos!!! Yoyoyoz!!! Wassup? Hiie ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Welcome to my blogg... Hope &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You all who view can gib me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some comments or well...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember!!! 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