<?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-8769373463803317505</id><updated>2011-07-08T23:24:29.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secure it with love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>230</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-78656623127044833</id><published>2010-07-26T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T16:40:47.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We will never know when a girl will lose their faith on us if we do not cherish them because girls are sensitive creatures and they deserve someone who treats them better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-78656623127044833?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/78656623127044833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/78656623127044833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-will-never-know-when-girl-will-lose.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-1835869741419421463</id><published>2010-07-26T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T16:40:20.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我的生命就像流沙,&lt;br /&gt;
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怎么说?&lt;br /&gt;
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我越是挣扎,&lt;br /&gt;
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我只想再哭一下下 &lt;br /&gt;
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把记忆彻底地分化&lt;br /&gt;
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等哭完我就会回家&lt;br /&gt;
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眼泪我会替自己擦&lt;br /&gt;
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我只想再哭一下下&lt;br /&gt;
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我只想默哀一下下&lt;br /&gt;
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假如你不反对的话&lt;br /&gt;
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以後我不会再牵挂&lt;br /&gt;
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可知我有多努力啊&lt;br /&gt;
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只有这办法 &lt;br /&gt;
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才不再想他&lt;br /&gt;
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我希望你是谅解我的&lt;br /&gt;
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感动过的痕迹很难割舍&lt;br /&gt;
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一颗心就要爱你了&lt;br /&gt;
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暂停一下并不算出尔反尔&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-1835869741419421463?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1835869741419421463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1835869741419421463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-1761831165833682384</id><published>2010-07-14T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:15:45.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Throwing yourself at his mercy. Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;
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Charm may be false , and prettiness may be vain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-1761831165833682384?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1761831165833682384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1761831165833682384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/07/throwing-yourself-at-his-mercy.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5759246036723690061</id><published>2010-06-30T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:54:52.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When i look into my life i see alot of unhappiness and depressing issues. I'm on the verge of breaking down everyday because of the burdens i have to bear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-5759246036723690061?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5759246036723690061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5759246036723690061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-i-look-into-my-life-i-see-alot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-8223606780555966472</id><published>2010-06-29T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:55:12.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;You may forget with whom you laughed, but you will never forget with whom you wept.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If you do your best, GOD will do the rest. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;A girl can dance to many guy, but it takes a special guy to have her last dance with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Jealousy doesn't show how much you love someone, it shows how insecure you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Life's a long journey. Don't waste your time by waiting people who don’t wanna share the walk with you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;*taken this from someone blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-8223606780555966472?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8223606780555966472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8223606780555966472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-you-love-somebody-let-them-go-for-if.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-2774375663289008215</id><published>2010-06-29T12:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T13:04:54.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She felt brittle, as if a single touch could shatter her into a million pieces. But she didn't cry , she didn't scream or tear at her hair or fall to the floor or do anything that might betray the searing pain within, that might show the world she'd been torn into two. She stood there , still , a frozen smile fixed on her face and watched the celebration. And still she stood , unseen , unmoving - unloved. Perhaps that was exactly what she deserved.&lt;br /&gt;
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when the romance is over, you'll head back to work to pick up the pieces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-2774375663289008215?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2774375663289008215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2774375663289008215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/06/she-felt-brittle-as-if-single-touch.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-3468783115549878717</id><published>2010-06-25T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:09:45.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As a daughter i don't the right to say anything.I just cant be bothered. But as a son , i need to protect my love ones.. Revenage is the name of the game&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-3468783115549878717?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3468783115549878717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3468783115549878717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/06/as-daughter-i-dont-right-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-3462815140896963377</id><published>2010-06-24T02:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T02:11:59.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Silent owns....&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing I do could eases the pain,not even putting everything on paper. I knew the truth , just you did &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;Krykry&lt;/span&gt;. I kept quiet. I ain't sure how long can i put up with it. I missed you , my dear sister. I missed you so much during the times you left me.It was always a relief when you come to me. I felt secured in your&amp;nbsp;present.&amp;nbsp;Like music or that moment when you cut yourself with a knife and squeeze the skin and no single drop of blood oozes out.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I hated the hours i spent every night, alone in the dark room, staring at the celling and wishing i could do something about the endless , deep quiet seeping into my bedroom from the desert outside. I clung on my memories of the past, to her hard-edged city persona,clung to it with a death grip , the fear of who she was.My sleep had been filled with nightmare since young. I tried to wash all traces of the nightmare out of my mind so that i could fall back to sleep like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes , i actually wished i could or just a moment switch with any child who have a perfect family. Picture of a perfect life. Loving parents,royal friends. All the things I had never wanted &amp;nbsp;, never thought i needed.&amp;nbsp;It was true, i don't need someone lying beside me , holding her , whispering that he loved me and everything would be okay. I don't need a boyfriend , i didn't need to know if Rina missed her or if Father would ever have a nice chat with me. I don't need these because i got you.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;Krykry&lt;/span&gt; , you have been guiding me through all these years. My sorrow was not hidden by any anger or pride but fear. I don't want to be someone that is strong neither do i want to take pride in my pains. I don't have the courage to pretend in front of you. My limbs felt like sandbags heavy enough to crush a small child .&amp;nbsp;My skin felt grainy.My eyeballs strained with the intensity of a bulimics and my mouth was dry. I am tired of putting a strong front but crying is not my style.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your individual pulsing life, the thread of your daily existence woven in and out of my daily life, the dearth of which is keenly felt.I spend every minute wishing you were somewhere else, doing something else&amp;nbsp;but not being with someone else.&amp;nbsp;Perhaps there is something wrong with me.I was&amp;nbsp;Delusional or psychotic or even depressed. The world is just so fuck up. Why cant we die on the same date,&amp;nbsp; why cant god take pity on us and end our miserable lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember one of our conversation. &lt;br /&gt;
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You told me :" There are times when a tree can no longer withstand the pain inflicted on it,and the wind will take pity on that tree and topple it over in a mighty storm.All the other tress who witnessed the evil look down upon the fallen tree with envy. They pray for the day when a wind will end their suffering. I pray for the day when God will end mine."&lt;br /&gt;
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Tears rolled down my cheeks. I hated myself for not being a good brother or sister all along.It pains my heart when you said those words. I don't want you to left me , i hated the feeling of being alone. I am scared. If you are praying for that please include&amp;nbsp;me as well. I&amp;nbsp;am not going to bear the pain of losing a friend ,a family and&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;soul mate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-3462815140896963377?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3462815140896963377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3462815140896963377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/06/silent-owns.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-7395126661462961633</id><published>2010-06-02T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:58:35.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>又来写我烦躁的心情.&lt;br /&gt;
最近我看到了一幅画.&lt;br /&gt;
Max Beckmann,The Night.&lt;br /&gt;
我觉得很不舒服。&lt;br /&gt;
因为在那幅画我看&lt;br /&gt;
原来我是一个那么脆弱的小孩。&lt;br /&gt;
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我也不知道自己是怎么了，&lt;br /&gt;
我哭了。&lt;br /&gt;
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原因是，&lt;br /&gt;
我不配拥有幸福。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-7395126661462961633?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7395126661462961633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7395126661462961633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-2016052644533840965</id><published>2010-05-27T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:44:01.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>没人懂我心.&lt;br /&gt;
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我带着一股彷徨的心态来写这篇文章.&lt;br /&gt;
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我要老老实实的招供吗?&lt;br /&gt;
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不,那肯定不是是我的作风.&lt;br /&gt;
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算了,就让它埋藏在我心里吧.&lt;br /&gt;
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对莫人：&lt;br /&gt;
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我不会写，我也不知该怎么下笔。&lt;br /&gt;
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所以我只能对你说一声对不起。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-2016052644533840965?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2016052644533840965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2016052644533840965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-688150480203475227</id><published>2010-05-16T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:34:22.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" Love is like a battle field"&lt;br /&gt;
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我们常常把爱挂在嘴边,对彼此说一切为了爱&lt;br /&gt;
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说穿了，我们都想独占彼此的生活。&lt;br /&gt;
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既无奈又自私的想法。&lt;br /&gt;
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就像“如何好好保存一瓶鲜奶“&lt;br /&gt;
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有人选择在鲜奶里加入防腐剂.&lt;br /&gt;
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也有人选泽把鲜奶放在冰箱.&lt;br /&gt;
而我却选择把鲜奶开封,&lt;br /&gt;
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放在一个阴凉的角落,&lt;br /&gt;
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慢慢地,它发霉了.&lt;br /&gt;
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其实,不管我们用什么方法,&lt;br /&gt;
鲜奶最终还是会....&lt;br /&gt;
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只知道爱情路不好走&lt;br /&gt;
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我不懂，也不想懂。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-688150480203475227?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/688150480203475227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/688150480203475227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-is-like-battle-field.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-4926936419580499855</id><published>2010-05-14T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:38:10.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://heartshapetoyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/get-yours.html"&gt;CLICK HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;please support my friend :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-4926936419580499855?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4926936419580499855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4926936419580499855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/05/click-here-support-my-friend-d.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-305596910880039843</id><published>2010-05-14T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:09:59.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just take this quiz from&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/"&gt;quizbox&lt;/a&gt;. Some are rather true will some are just...&lt;br /&gt;
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Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;
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Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them. &lt;br /&gt;
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The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;
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You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;
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Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;
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You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;br /&gt;
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The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;
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You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. &lt;br /&gt;
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Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;
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Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;br /&gt;
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The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;
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You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;br /&gt;
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How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;
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You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. &lt;br /&gt;
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What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;
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You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you. &lt;br /&gt;
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Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;
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You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-305596910880039843?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/305596910880039843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/305596910880039843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-take-this-quiz-from-quizbox.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-8718018306303078807</id><published>2010-05-12T13:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:58:38.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the home I’ve stayed in for XX years. In the pictures in my picture album. My mother, my father, my sisters I once knew. Kind of brings the sour to my nose to realise how much I’ve let slipped by. &lt;br /&gt;
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I can’t help shedding tears. The time she hugged me when I cried alone in my room. The times she yelled at me for rummaged her room. I wanted them back. Krykry. The one that dotes me the most and yet knowing the cynical side of me. I know she nag and ask all too much question because she cares for me, but I can’t helped but lose it at her all times. I feel really apologetic. Mom. A strong lady that single hand raised two unwanted child.. She is gone now but I so wished she could just give me one tight embrace right now.Her individual pulsing life , the thread of your daily existence woven in and out of these corners and doorway , the dearth of which is keenly felt.I miss the time she would comfort me with a expression smile and playing the piano so as to stop herself from crying. Seeing her with a perplexed look, I desired to hug her and tell her “mom,I love you.” its just these simple words yet I felt so hard to let them out.&lt;br /&gt;
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A magnetically morbid women stared at the window,she is not looking at the white roses but an absent of yours.The sadness was not hidden by any anger or or fear;it was just raw sadness.She missed him so much during the times he left her that her saliva dried up and her stomach clenched emptily. It was always a relief when he came back to her.Like water or food. Like music or that moment when you cut yourself with a knife and squeeze the skin and no blood oozes out. &lt;br /&gt;
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She continued to stared at the window.Her eyes was full of sorrows.Light pale pink lipstick and nail were gorgeous against her ghostly white skin.Soft beige eyeliner intensified her green sorrow eyes and her long black eyelashes sparkled..Her small cinched-in waist was accentuated with a pale blue fabric belt and a long flowing white mermaid skirt. I was mesmeric at my mom beauty.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Age was only an abstraction,like time, and that what matter was how two souls connect" she whispered to herself as she kept a grip on.&lt;br /&gt;
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She yearned for your love.She was&amp;nbsp;desperate to smother the threat of your lustful desired. &lt;br /&gt;
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"How far will she go to silence the truth?" she ponder.&lt;br /&gt;
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She was keen to know what is transpiring between her husband and her lethal marriage.&lt;br /&gt;
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I felt distraught when i called the word "Dad.You are a deceptive guy that took mom love for granted.As your daughter i took great pain . I missed you. I missed the time you would spent time in the living room with me,Kry and Severina. Teaching Severina some phrases. &lt;br /&gt;
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Courage does not always roar.Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying"I will try again tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow ,I will prove it to you without you, I’m still the one you wanted me to be. At times I do feel like falling in to pieces for the number of times you made Mom cry. When I left the home once we shared, I kept looking back.Tears rolled down my cheeks. I wished you would race out and hold Mom’s hand and told her you loved her and promised to be a better man, better husband and Dad. &lt;br /&gt;
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"Talk to me" &lt;br /&gt;
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Every women loves to hear this words from the right man. It is possible those words are the greatest seduction line ever.Especially if they are said without any ulterior motive. &lt;br /&gt;
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On a dimmer note, I just realise nothing good ever comes to me. I am always falling down and picking myself up on my own.Maybe it is time to carry my own weight,learn to hid your true self . As everyone is a hypocrite, our words will somehow contradict with our action at one point of our life. It just that a few people are even more hypocrite than others.I will never get closer to my Dad's attention ever.I wanna break free.I wanna strike it out on my own.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is hard to be a pretty girls , it is hard to be a woman growing old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-8718018306303078807?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8718018306303078807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8718018306303078807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-ive-stayed-in-for-years.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-7529791299561928783</id><published>2010-05-07T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:42:40.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;We may say our relationship will last forever. And I do believe our relationship is strong &amp;amp; will never fail ‘cos neither one of us will allow it to, but we have no control over the distance that stands between us. It scares me knowing that you are going to be laughing &amp;amp; smiling with someone else other than me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-7529791299561928783?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7529791299561928783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7529791299561928783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-may-say-our-relationship-will-last.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5746656490171518517</id><published>2010-05-05T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T16:06:29.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, its yours forever. If it dosent, then it was never meant to be. Let Natural take it course , what for to hold on to what is not yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Whenever I walk until where , I`ll think of you ,&amp;nbsp;I know life still must go on without you by my side. My heartaches badly when i think of you . I want to take a look at u, without&amp;nbsp;you noticing me , but What's the point of it&amp;nbsp;. It will make me feel even worst. I hated that&amp;nbsp;I love you so much,&amp;nbsp;I hated that&amp;nbsp;I cant let go so easily,&amp;nbsp;I hated that&amp;nbsp;I cant stop this miserable troubles. It's all my fault , for bring troubles to myself . I numb to love , hate to love , scared of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;gav it a miss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my mind, things revolving around like how earth is revolving around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Altot tears wipe out dust from cornea and conjuctiva , but still sucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pardon me for insulting , i really want&amp;nbsp;you to study hard , it's goin to be your&amp;nbsp;O's soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Im not going to say anything, cause i finally unds : &lt;em&gt;是我的错,我留不住你的心.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One day, if i am require to crave something for my grave , i would say&amp;nbsp;" I am glad i belong to u once, but forever didn't exist. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need time to heal my wound..&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/8769373463803317505-5746656490171518517?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5746656490171518517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5746656490171518517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-love-something-let-it-go.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-1244391073610361133</id><published>2010-05-04T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T17:44:29.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_nmhiepXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Dsp-beP2cNQ/s1600/P0661_020510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_nmhiepXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Dsp-beP2cNQ/s320/P0661_020510.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_oBQEl15I/AAAAAAAAA9g/0rqh1iWQpCw/s1600/P0666_040510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_oBQEl15I/AAAAAAAAA9g/0rqh1iWQpCw/s320/P0666_040510.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_oHvfiAaI/AAAAAAAAA9o/gcbWDHiS-QE/s1600/P0667_040510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_oHvfiAaI/AAAAAAAAA9o/gcbWDHiS-QE/s320/P0667_040510.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_oQfFduII/AAAAAAAAA9w/3nq5zYqPl74/s1600/P0668_040510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_oQfFduII/AAAAAAAAA9w/3nq5zYqPl74/s320/P0668_040510.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_omOnSTsI/AAAAAAAAA94/z6rH2dgVBQE/s1600/P0669_040510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_omOnSTsI/AAAAAAAAA94/z6rH2dgVBQE/s320/P0669_040510.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_o0IB9S9I/AAAAAAAAA-A/SXoREhDnhl8/s1600/P0670_040510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_o0IB9S9I/AAAAAAAAA-A/SXoREhDnhl8/s320/P0670_040510.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_o6V7CIDI/AAAAAAAAA-I/-l216i5fKc8/s1600/P0671_040510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_o6V7CIDI/AAAAAAAAA-I/-l216i5fKc8/s320/P0671_040510.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_pYeuJeoI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/-vbRLPFRUpA/s1600/P0672_040510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_pYeuJeoI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/-vbRLPFRUpA/s320/P0672_040510.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_prNdum0I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/kZ1Eu9kUXsY/s1600/P0673_040510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_prNdum0I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/kZ1Eu9kUXsY/s320/P0673_040510.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_pwixeJSI/AAAAAAAAA-o/vNlvJRiE7kI/s1600/P0674_040510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9_pwixeJSI/AAAAAAAAA-o/vNlvJRiE7kI/s320/P0674_040510.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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我努力想起你笑着哭泣&lt;br /&gt;
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让自己深爱你再学会放弃&lt;br /&gt;
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我不想忘记你&lt;br /&gt;
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就算可以&lt;br /&gt;
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我宁可记得所有伤心&lt;br /&gt;
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我努力想起你苦也没关系&lt;br /&gt;
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用祝福和感激勇敢失去你&lt;br /&gt;
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爱你这个决定&lt;br /&gt;
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虽然艰辛&lt;br /&gt;
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我不说对不起&lt;br /&gt;
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一个人不懂什么是拥有&lt;br /&gt;
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两个人不懂怎么把握&lt;br /&gt;
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越在乎就越脆弱&lt;br /&gt;
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爱将我们高高举起以后&lt;br /&gt;
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再让心学会坠落&lt;br /&gt;
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怀念这宽阔的天空&lt;br /&gt;
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虽然那里空气很稀薄"&lt;br /&gt;
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我曾经跟恶魔作了一场交易.&lt;br /&gt;
在那之前恶魔带我看了人心.&lt;br /&gt;
我看到了母亲为了家庭选择放弃生命.&lt;br /&gt;
心心为了我和家庭放弃了自己的生命.&lt;br /&gt;
以当时的心态我跟恶魔交易了.&lt;br /&gt;
临走前恶魔对我说"当你想入地狱,别指望有人会救你,在地狱的世界&lt;br /&gt;
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只有恶魔能救你."&lt;br /&gt;
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时间过的真快,&lt;br /&gt;
又快到你的祭祀了,转眼间五年了.&lt;br /&gt;
很显然我又不能帮你准备.&lt;br /&gt;
五年的时间,让我学会了很多.&lt;br /&gt;
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"逃避 一定躲得過 &lt;br /&gt;
面對 不一定最難過 &lt;br /&gt;
孤單 一定快樂"&lt;br /&gt;
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我最喜欢孤单的感觉即使你走了.&lt;br /&gt;
因为我知道在某一个角落,&lt;br /&gt;
你会保护我,呵护我.&lt;br /&gt;
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我割脉自杀，乱闯红灯&lt;br /&gt;
可是我都侥幸逃过一届。&lt;br /&gt;
为什么？&lt;br /&gt;
因为我一直都知道你在我的生命不停的围绕着我&lt;br /&gt;
你为什么不出现，拯救我那受尽折磨的心灵？&lt;br /&gt;
你却要我忘记你，&lt;br /&gt;
忘记你我真的做不到。&lt;br /&gt;
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虽然空气很稀薄，我还是能感觉到你的存在。&lt;br /&gt;
我感谢恶魔对我的残忍，&lt;br /&gt;
使自己的面具跟加真实。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-426282431172644735?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/426282431172644735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/426282431172644735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/05/shall-update-this-post-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-7141106697200500060</id><published>2010-05-01T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:56:41.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Added effect, lighning , blush,lense,glasses,heart,fake eyelash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-7141106697200500060?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7141106697200500060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7141106697200500060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S9uyzEGiZNI/AAAAAAAAA6g/X5oUMvxvqcU/s72-c/P0336_250410_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-6098085230576594976</id><published>2010-04-25T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:40:41.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Late post : &lt;br /&gt;
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In 2009 i have&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) stayed single for the whole year&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) made out in/on a car&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) broke someone else’s heart&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) had a stalker&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) went over the minutes on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) had a good relationship with someone&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) have a relationship with someone you’ll never forget (define relationship)&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) done something you’ve regretted&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) lost faith in love&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) kissed under a mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;
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Others&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) painted a picture&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) wrote a poem&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) shopped at Hollister or Abercrombie and Fitch&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) posted a blog (wait, what?)&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) listened to music you couldn’t stand (paramore. ._.)&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) went to a sleepover&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) went camping&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) threw a surprise party&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) laughed till you cried&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) laughed till you peed in your pants&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) visited a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) cut in a line of waiting people&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) told someone you were busy when you weren’t&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) partied to celebrate the new year&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) cooked a disastrous meal&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) lost something/someone important to you&lt;br /&gt;
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In 2009 i&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x) broke a promise&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) lied&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x ) went behind your parents back&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) cried over a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) disappointed someone close&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) hid a secret&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) slept under the stars&lt;br /&gt;
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() kept your new years resolution&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) forgot your new years resolution&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) met someone who changed your life&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) met one of your idols&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x) changed your outlook on life&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) sat home all day doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) left the country&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) almost died&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x) given up something important to you&lt;br /&gt;
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( ) lost something expensive&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x) learned something new about yourself&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x) tried something you normally wouldn’t try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x) made a change in your life&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x) found out who your true friends were&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x) met great people&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x) stayed up till sunrise&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) was never home on weekends&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
( ) got into a car accident&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x) had friends who were drifting away from you&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) had someone close to you die&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x) had a high cell phone bill&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) spent most of your money on food&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) had a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) went to the beach with your best friend&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
( ) saw a celebrity&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(x) gotten sick&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
( ) liked more than 5 people at the same time&lt;br /&gt;
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(x) became closer with a lot of people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-6098085230576594976?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/6098085230576594976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/6098085230576594976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/04/late-post-in-2009-i-have-stayed-single.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-1904273211190929104</id><published>2010-04-25T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:35:01.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 100 Truths about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;
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WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Last beverage: 100&amp;nbsp; plus&lt;br /&gt;
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2. Last phone call: Mum&lt;br /&gt;
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3. Last text message: Home?&lt;br /&gt;
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4. Last song you listened to: Lady gaga telephone&lt;br /&gt;
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5. Last time you cried: On my birthday&lt;br /&gt;
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HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;
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6. Dated someone: yes&lt;br /&gt;
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7. Been cheated on: yes&lt;br /&gt;
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8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it: Nope&lt;br /&gt;
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9. Lost someone special: yes&lt;br /&gt;
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10. Been depressed: yes&lt;br /&gt;
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11. Been drunk and threw up: no&lt;br /&gt;
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LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;
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12. blue&lt;br /&gt;
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13. Black&lt;br /&gt;
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14. white&lt;br /&gt;
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THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2010)&lt;br /&gt;
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15. Made a new friend: yes&lt;br /&gt;
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17. Laughed until you cried: no&lt;br /&gt;
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18. Met someone who changed you: yes&lt;br /&gt;
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19. Found out who your true friends were: yes&lt;br /&gt;
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20. Found out someone was talking about you: yes&lt;br /&gt;
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21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list: yes&lt;br /&gt;
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22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: Mostly&lt;br /&gt;
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23. How many kids do you want to have: None&lt;br /&gt;
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24. Do you have any pets: Yup&lt;br /&gt;
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25. Do you want to change your name: Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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26. What did you do for your last birthday: Didn't went out, crying in my room&lt;br /&gt;
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27. What time did you wake up today: 0606am&lt;br /&gt;
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28. What were you doing at midnight last night: Watching some lame movie&lt;br /&gt;
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29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: Mid year exam&lt;br /&gt;
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30. Last time you saw your mother: Just now &lt;br /&gt;
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31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: nothing&lt;br /&gt;
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32. What are you listening to right now: Song&lt;br /&gt;
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33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Nope&lt;br /&gt;
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34. What's getting on your nerves right now: nothing&lt;br /&gt;
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35. Most visited webpage: http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;
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36. Whats your real name: KristSharon&lt;br /&gt;
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37. Nicknames: Leen, Ling, hamster&lt;br /&gt;
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38. Relationship Status: complicated&lt;br /&gt;
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39. Zodiac sign?: aries&lt;br /&gt;
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40. Male or female?: female&lt;br /&gt;
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41. Elementary?: BHPS&lt;br /&gt;
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42. Middle School?: FTPSS&lt;br /&gt;
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43. High school/college?: -&lt;br /&gt;
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44. Hair colour: BLACK&lt;br /&gt;
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45. Long or short: LONG&lt;br /&gt;
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46. Height: 155&lt;br /&gt;
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47. Do you have a crush on someone?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;
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48: What do you like about yourself?:&amp;nbsp;for being a working holic&lt;br /&gt;
49. Piercings: yes,&lt;br /&gt;
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50. Tattoos: nope&lt;br /&gt;
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51. Righty or lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;
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FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;
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52. First surgery: No&lt;br /&gt;
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53. First piercing:&amp;nbsp;7 years old&lt;br /&gt;
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54. First best friend: Krystal&lt;br /&gt;
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55. First sport you joined: Dance&lt;br /&gt;
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56. First vacation: France&lt;br /&gt;
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58. First pair of trainers:&amp;nbsp; none&lt;br /&gt;
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RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;
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59. Eating: chewing gum&lt;br /&gt;
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60. Drinking: water&lt;br /&gt;
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61. Doing: using lappy&lt;br /&gt;
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62. Listening to: music&lt;br /&gt;
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63. Waiting on: to complete my write up&lt;br /&gt;
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YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;
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65. Get Married?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;
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66. Career?: Forensics&lt;br /&gt;
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WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;br /&gt;
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67. Lips or eyes: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;
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68. Hugs or kisses: None&lt;br /&gt;
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69. Shorter or taller: shorter&lt;br /&gt;
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70. Older or Younger: Younger&lt;br /&gt;
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71. Romantic or spontaneous: Romantic&lt;br /&gt;
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72. Nice stomach or nice arms: Arms&lt;br /&gt;
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73. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;
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74. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship&lt;br /&gt;
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75. Troublemaker or hesitant: Both&lt;br /&gt;
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HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;
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76. Kissed a stranger: NO!&lt;br /&gt;
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77. Drank hard liquor: Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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78. Lost glasses/contacts: Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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79. Sex on first date: No&lt;br /&gt;
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80. Broken someone's heart: Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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82. Been arrested: No&lt;br /&gt;
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83. Turned someone down: Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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84. Cried when someone died: Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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85. Fallen for a friend?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;
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DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;
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86. Yourself: Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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87. Miracles: Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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88. Love at first sight: used to&lt;br /&gt;
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89. Heaven: Nope&lt;br /&gt;
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90. Santa Claus: No!&lt;br /&gt;
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91. Kiss on the first date: No&lt;br /&gt;
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92. Angels: Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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ANSWER TRUTHFULLY: Also known as 'the rest could be falsified'.&lt;br /&gt;
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94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time?: No&lt;br /&gt;
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95. Did you sing today?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;
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96. Ever cheated on somebody?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?: I don't know should fit the answer&lt;br /&gt;
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98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be?:22/3/09&lt;br /&gt;
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99. Are you afraid of falling in love?: BF WILL NEVER EVER BE PART OF MY LIFE&lt;br /&gt;
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100. Posting this as 100 truths?: no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-1904273211190929104?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1904273211190929104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1904273211190929104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/04/rules-once-youve-been-tagged-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-7145593157545369363</id><published>2010-04-25T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:24:26.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>男生爱上一个女生可以在一秒间发生，那是一见钟情；但是女生却不可以，女生必须在男女的相互了解中慢慢地建立感情。 &lt;br /&gt;
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当男生爱上女生时，女生也许才刚刚喜欢上男生；可当女生渐渐地从喜欢升华到爱时，男生却因厌倦了而抽身离开。 &lt;br /&gt;
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男生的爱情就象龙卷风，来得很激烈却也走得很迅猛；女生的爱情却是涓涓流水，细水长流，只会不断的汇聚成江、成海。 &lt;br /&gt;
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男生其实并不知道，女生从来不敢轻易去爱，因为女生的爱一旦付出了就很难收回来，她害怕受伤害；女生总是先喜欢上男生才会爱上男生，以为她明白男生的心里只知道谁是最爱，却没有谁是唯一，所以她必须慎重的爱。当男生遇见爱情时，女生其实一直都在等待爱情。 &lt;br /&gt;
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有人说，在错的时间遇上对的人，是一场伤心；在对的时间遇上错的人，是一场叹息；在错的时间遇上错的人，是一场荒唐；在对的时间遇上对的人，是一生幸福。可是我从来都不相信那句所谓的“在对的时间遇上对的人”，我觉得经久的爱情是需要不断的磨合与相互适应的。 &lt;br /&gt;
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因为爱情总是存在着时差，不是他早就是她晚，反正总是不同步。世界上最残忍的东西莫过于时间，他让我们错过太多，也遗憾太多。有时后我不禁要想，到底是时间在作弄着爱情，还是时间在考验着爱情？没有人知道，只知道爱情的路不好走。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-7145593157545369363?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7145593157545369363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7145593157545369363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-7992307680986372086</id><published>2010-04-20T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T15:48:44.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我对所谓的爱情感到乏味或者我已经忘了流泪的滋味.&lt;br /&gt;
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This&amp;nbsp;will be the end of all the agony, &lt;br /&gt;
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Life is always up and down.&lt;br /&gt;
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(1) : always carry high hopes , fall down even deeper.&lt;br /&gt;
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(2): In a r/s , break once is enough , or it will repeat and repeat again.&lt;br /&gt;
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(3): A lepoard wouldnt change it's spots , &lt;br /&gt;
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(4): Dont fall too deep in a r/s.&lt;br /&gt;
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(5): Love is just a game , of heartbreak and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
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(6): Dont close on eye , it'll never help. They`ll only take advantage.&lt;br /&gt;
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(7):Girls , must always learn to protect themself and never let the guys crawl to their head.&lt;br /&gt;
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(8): Never spend too much $_$ on guys.&lt;br /&gt;
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(9):Dont trust guys so simple and don be navie to belief their sweettalks.&lt;br /&gt;
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(10): Never give up friends for guys.&lt;br /&gt;
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(11): If not suitable, jus break and don hold on too long. It's always painful.&lt;br /&gt;
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(12): Dont be softhearted.&lt;br /&gt;
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(13): Dont let things/person pull u down.&lt;br /&gt;
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(14): Love is not worth to die.&lt;br /&gt;
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(15): Guys are always tend to be sweeter at th start and in th end , it's all rubbish."&lt;br /&gt;
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Taken from that person blog :)&lt;br /&gt;
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We will still be friends&amp;nbsp;just that we aint&amp;nbsp;close anymore.We&amp;nbsp;cant&amp;nbsp; buy love, but it needs to be pay heavily if u loses.Live,life,learn,love.Somethings are fated , if it's&amp;nbsp;yours it will be , no point of holding on.Studies and friends is the main piority now.Girls should find guys that love/dote them , who have the ablilty to make their girl happy.IF the guy is worth ur tears, It wouldn't make make&amp;nbsp;you tear.It takes time to let go&amp;nbsp;. Like a wound , will never take too fast to heal. I love you truly, but the ending sucks.If she's better , go for it.What's the past will be past tense.&lt;br /&gt;
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在爱情里,有许多的人事物都是虚假的, &lt;br /&gt;
可是痛苦往往是却真的.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-7992307680986372086?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7992307680986372086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7992307680986372086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-1672029000341375837</id><published>2010-04-18T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:40:44.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>him Place on 18/4/10&lt;br /&gt;
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I am going to&amp;nbsp;upload all&amp;nbsp;pictures before the movie start.&lt;br /&gt;
Pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;
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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rznbhFVbI/AAAAAAAAA5w/U3Fp7WLvbh8/s1600/P0123_180410_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rznbhFVbI/AAAAAAAAA5w/U3Fp7WLvbh8/s320/P0123_180410_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Couple pic 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rzo_tGQoI/AAAAAAAAA54/RPbMAZyMgmM/s1600/P0125_180410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rzo_tGQoI/AAAAAAAAA54/RPbMAZyMgmM/s320/P0125_180410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mmt,Him,Chee hao &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rzqeEKz3I/AAAAAAAAA6A/Osk_fTBdsJQ/s1600/P0126_180410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rzqeEKz3I/AAAAAAAAA6A/Osk_fTBdsJQ/s320/P0126_180410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rzsRh_E5I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/fvu8cVbPTdw/s1600/P0127_180410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rzsRh_E5I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/fvu8cVbPTdw/s320/P0127_180410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mmt &amp;amp; Brian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-1672029000341375837?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1672029000341375837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1672029000341375837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/04/him-place-on-18410-shall-upload.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rzeWIBhzI/AAAAAAAAA4o/jbGzPwPJIS8/s72-c/P0108_180410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-7973879377084407262</id><published>2010-04-18T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:14:58.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>42nd SPEECH DAY! 16/04/10&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rjxWaw-AI/AAAAAAAAAzw/4Q6WMGv1Obg/s1600/P0057_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rjxWaw-AI/AAAAAAAAAzw/4Q6WMGv1Obg/s320/P0057_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yockyen's dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rjy-ppHqI/AAAAAAAAAz4/hj5uhmv4MKI/s1600/P0058_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rjy-ppHqI/AAAAAAAAAz4/hj5uhmv4MKI/s320/P0058_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yockyen and Angela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rj1dxMUqI/AAAAAAAAA0A/nRBf2_eDzM8/s1600/P0059_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rj1dxMUqI/AAAAAAAAA0A/nRBf2_eDzM8/s320/P0059_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rj2j6JZmI/AAAAAAAAA0I/JKj9m5yySfU/s1600/P0060_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;Yockyen and Angela&lt;/a&gt;2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rj5XFeU1I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/xURTrxr1wOY/s1600/P0061_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rj5XFeU1I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/xURTrxr1wOY/s320/P0061_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bernice's sis &amp;amp;Hilary (candid shot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rj6jcpyWI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/H0d6mSKW67Q/s1600/P0060_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rj6jcpyWI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/H0d6mSKW67Q/s320/P0060_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yockyen (candid shot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rj-anBZKI/AAAAAAAAA0o/4UdSCQUcm5M/s1600/P0065_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rj-anBZKI/AAAAAAAAA0o/4UdSCQUcm5M/s320/P0065_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jolene , Amanda,Bernice(Candid shot fail)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkACpGzTI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Fi5z_uOpPrE/s1600/P0066_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkACpGzTI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Fi5z_uOpPrE/s320/P0066_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yelena(candid shot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkFNtggxI/AAAAAAAAA1I/EedTunmFREg/s1600/P0067_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkFNtggxI/AAAAAAAAA1I/EedTunmFREg/s320/P0067_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Si fan (candid shot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkcaoxdOI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/TJpOs08RwIg/s1600/P0074_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkcaoxdOI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/TJpOs08RwIg/s320/P0074_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jolene and me ( the hat block my eyes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkdfmho8I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/z_E3JinMDXY/s1600/P0075_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkdfmho8I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/z_E3JinMDXY/s320/P0075_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Yelena (Again the hat block my eyes )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rker3kEvI/AAAAAAAAA1g/dzWcfXBPSQ4/s1600/P0078_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rker3kEvI/AAAAAAAAA1g/dzWcfXBPSQ4/s320/P0078_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Amanda &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkfWBV7YI/AAAAAAAAA1o/rKXpfz3qJS4/s1600/P0081_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkfWBV7YI/AAAAAAAAA1o/rKXpfz3qJS4/s320/P0081_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Bernice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkhQPbr7I/AAAAAAAAA1w/VMcSX-pF6MM/s1600/P0092_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkhQPbr7I/AAAAAAAAA1w/VMcSX-pF6MM/s320/P0092_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Candid shot modern dance &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkjFq26dI/AAAAAAAAA14/GLZ33cj2dc0/s1600/P0093_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkjFq26dI/AAAAAAAAA14/GLZ33cj2dc0/s320/P0093_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Candid shot modern dance 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkmmIVncI/AAAAAAAAA2A/GWYR6v3BgPk/s1600/P0094_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rkmmIVncI/AAAAAAAAA2A/GWYR6v3BgPk/s320/P0094_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Malay Dance Candid shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rko-xRntI/AAAAAAAAA2I/4YR1lSWrHE8/s1600/P0095_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rko-xRntI/AAAAAAAAA2I/4YR1lSWrHE8/s320/P0095_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stomp~ candid shot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rk9iwQ4RI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/UkkyIA8KAFA/s1600/P0096_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rk9iwQ4RI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/UkkyIA8KAFA/s320/P0096_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Candid shot( i don't know who is this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rk_YBw9fI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/pnI3vUnWbR8/s1600/P0097_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rk_YBw9fI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/pnI3vUnWbR8/s320/P0097_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amanda,Bernice sister, Cherry , Si fan &amp;amp; me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rlAig79-I/AAAAAAAAA2g/FPMETKXiqBQ/s1600/P0098_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rlAig79-I/AAAAAAAAA2g/FPMETKXiqBQ/s320/P0098_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cherry and me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rlBcEXO2I/AAAAAAAAA2o/ZEXY7NxDMuM/s1600/P0099_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rlBcEXO2I/AAAAAAAAA2o/ZEXY7NxDMuM/s320/P0099_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Bernice's sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmr6kDneI/AAAAAAAAA3o/xWvjLQ49jKc/s1600/P0100_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmr6kDneI/AAAAAAAAA3o/xWvjLQ49jKc/s320/P0100_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Si fan and me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmt5ns2iI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Zz8peSr9OoU/s1600/P0102_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmt5ns2iI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Zz8peSr9OoU/s320/P0102_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cherry, Bernice's sister &amp;amp; me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmu8IObOI/AAAAAAAAA34/bHplM1FxvMU/s1600/P0103_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmu8IObOI/AAAAAAAAA34/bHplM1FxvMU/s320/P0103_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yock yen , Me , Yelena ( look so dark!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmv824K5I/AAAAAAAAA4A/tIMUsOg9U5s/s1600/P0104_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmv824K5I/AAAAAAAAA4A/tIMUsOg9U5s/s320/P0104_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; weiting aka my laopo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmw4NGWEI/AAAAAAAAA4I/YCD3Hzo5DKU/s1600/P0105_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmw4NGWEI/AAAAAAAAA4I/YCD3Hzo5DKU/s320/P0105_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kissing ( hope that someone don't kill me hahas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmyCpxZ1I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/ekj1hAiEuO8/s1600/P0106_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmyCpxZ1I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/ekj1hAiEuO8/s320/P0106_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weird expression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmznt8MeI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/0Qho80Sq9N8/s1600/P0107_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rmznt8MeI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/0Qho80Sq9N8/s320/P0107_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Laopo,me, min yi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rm7wLEuJI/AAAAAAAAA4g/JCJjK1sOU8k/s1600/P0085_160410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rm7wLEuJI/AAAAAAAAA4g/JCJjK1sOU8k/s320/P0085_160410.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;FINAL:LY my solo picture but yockyen's hand ruined it =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-7973879377084407262?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7973879377084407262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7973879377084407262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/04/42nd-speech-day-160410-yockyens-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S8rjxWaw-AI/AAAAAAAAAzw/4Q6WMGv1Obg/s72-c/P0057_160410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-4888866790961919312</id><published>2010-04-15T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:59:03.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Three name you go by: &lt;br /&gt;
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2. PrinceOfRip&lt;br /&gt;
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3. Xinjie&lt;br /&gt;
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Three physical things you like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;
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2. My awesomely stunted height (its good to be short sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;
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3. My hair&lt;br /&gt;
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Three physical things you don’t like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;
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2. My smile(sad face)&lt;br /&gt;
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3. My thighs -_-&lt;br /&gt;
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Three parts of your heritage:&lt;br /&gt;
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2. China (?)&lt;br /&gt;
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3. French&lt;br /&gt;
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Three things that scare you:&lt;br /&gt;
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3. Make up(eye shadow)&lt;br /&gt;
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Three of your everyday essentials:&lt;br /&gt;
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3. My story book&lt;br /&gt;
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Three things your wearing now:&lt;br /&gt;
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3. my ring&lt;br /&gt;
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Three of your favorite bands or musical artists:&lt;br /&gt;
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Three physical things about the preferred sex that appeal to you:&lt;br /&gt;
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Three careers you’re considering/ you’ve considered:&lt;br /&gt;
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Three places you want to go on vacation: &lt;br /&gt;
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THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL/BOY (YOUR SEX):&lt;br /&gt;
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3. I&amp;nbsp;Laugh at sad,&amp;nbsp;romance,horror&amp;nbsp;movies, boohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-4888866790961919312?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4888866790961919312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4888866790961919312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/04/three-name-you-go-by-1.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-4253648700024566411</id><published>2010-04-03T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:19:30.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>你知道世界上最完美的爱情是什么?不是"不在乎天长地久,只在乎曾经拥有."乃是相爱的人却不能在一起,以死亡画下美丽的句点.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-4253648700024566411?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4253648700024566411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4253648700024566411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-3086141429713097697</id><published>2010-03-29T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T16:46:54.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"知人知面不知心"这句话你应该对它很熟悉吧?至少它在我生命中不断地提醒我,对周围的人提防.因为你不知下一秒.有谁会背叛你.在我的世界背叛我的人有很多,给我许多承诺的人也有不少.所谓的玻璃球承诺;当某人在当时的心情下许下的承诺.他们不会遵守他们的承诺或者在下一秒对你的承诺忘得一干二净.玻璃球的承诺虽然看起来很真诚却免不了令人失望.&lt;br /&gt;
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在一个炎热的夏天,母亲拉着小提琴宛如在治疗她那心碎的心灵.弥漫着一股哀伤既犹豫的心态,大姐,三姐与我默默地看着母亲却有一股说不出的刺痛.遭父亲的不忠,母亲的情绪只好以小提琴来舒缓.对母亲来说父亲就像是她的一切,当年母亲不顾一切地跟着一无所有的父亲.就算过着平凡的日子她也觉得幸福.而我们是上天恩赐给母亲爱的结晶.对一个女人来说,世界上没有女人能容忍丈夫的不忠.对柔弱的母亲,她却选择以沉默来忍受着一切.只为了不想令我们成为单亲家庭的小孩.母亲的痛苦是我们当子女的永远都无法体会到的.我们挨着门眼泪不听使唤地流落下来,一滴一滴地打在我们心里.在别人眼里我们是幸福的一家,可是背后的故事谁又晓得?&lt;br /&gt;
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大人一直认为我们还小,看不懂他们的表情.当时年纪小小的我们早已经学会伪装自己.伪装是我们从母亲.父亲和其他大人身上学到的.那时保护自己的第一课.虽然很讽刺,可是我宁可保护自己也不愿让自己受到伤害.我没像三姐那么坚强,懂得控制眼泪流落,以微笑来带过. 我对他人失去了信任,即使那是多么诚恳.&lt;br /&gt;
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母亲一天比一天显得憔悴,执著地拉着那银白色的小提琴.虽然脸上没表露任何表情但从她的眼神我仿佛看到一个失落的女人正尝试着挽回一段没有结果的婚姻.一天一天的过去,母亲终于支撑不住离开了人世.我不怪母亲自私地离开我们,我却憎恨父亲.因为父亲的不忠使我失去了最疼爱我的母亲.遭到身边至亲的人背叛,那种感觉是没人能体会的.那种无奈,愤怒,恨之入骨的感觉又有谁能体会?我不愿默默地承受父亲的背叛,可是我却一点法子也没有.为什么当男人犯错,往往是女人帮忙收拾烂摊子?&lt;br /&gt;
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父亲还未意识到自己的错误，乃就把责任对给母亲。父亲永远都不会诚实自己坦白&lt;br /&gt;
，总是等到母亲盘问他才肯乖乖地招出来。母亲目争一只眼闭一只眼。男人就是那么无耻，作为子女的我们也无能为力。向来对我们爱戴有加的父亲，竟然会对我们做出了，一个无法弥补的错。所谓的“知人知面不知心“ 叙说我们不能从外表来判断一个人的心.人心隔肚皮,事事难以预料,我们只好用时间来判断一个人的性格.我不懂为何父亲把自己的罪孽建立在母亲与我们的身上?为什么？这个问题我一直都藏在心里。我没勇气去问父母。担心会造成母亲的负担和拉远父亲与母亲之间的距离。算了,还是做个天真无邪的小孩吧！&lt;br /&gt;
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即使父亲彻底的改过，内心的伤痕依然还在。&lt;br /&gt;
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（我生日那天写的，没任何意思。 只为了一位十七岁的少女）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-3086141429713097697?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3086141429713097697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3086141429713097697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-2345503533926730438</id><published>2010-03-26T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T23:42:17.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Easy Tips (for gorgeous look)&lt;br /&gt;
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I really don't know how to translate (Sorry guys)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Avoid Over Plucked Eye brows: use a brow pencil to outline the shape of your desired brows(they should look like&amp;nbsp;twins not identical) or use a stencil eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
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Find your perfect foundation: try the foundation on one side of your face, near the jaw line and slowly blend it into your skin. If you can see your foundation, don't buy it, Get the shade that blend into your skin so well that you like you having natural, flawless skin.或者你把粉底(两种不同的分别暗一/二号或浅一/二号)粉底,涂在腮帮子.从一楼的化妆楼层逛到顶楼然后从顶楼到一楼的化妆楼层照镜子.然后再取室外拿出你的镜子比对一下.原因很简单因为一楼的化妆楼层的镜子往往比任何楼层的灯光来得亮从这两道光线我们可看出两种不同的粉底那个比较适合我们的皮肤.就不会造成脸上的一点一点(粉底没有涂均匀) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;任何的化妆品都需要一段时间去吸收&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Face Slimmer:Natural-looking contoured face.create depth and shadow by using two shade of foundation,with darker tone at the jaw and below the cheekbones, and&amp;nbsp;the lighteone everywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;附注:当你在打亮的时候亲注意. 只能打亮&amp;nbsp;你的T字部位和下巴若你打亮在你的修容上,脸会看起来很浮肿.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Invest in Tools :Invest in quality make-up brushes as they can last for a very long time. But you must take care them. I suggest &amp;nbsp;Bobbi Brown brushesJust get a lip brush(it can be replace as eye shadow brush ,eye brow brush), medium eye shadow brush and eye brow brush. You need to clean them at lest once in a month.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here is my biggest nightmare : Eye Shadow!&lt;br /&gt;
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For long stay eye make up/ eye make up: Prime your eyes before apply any eye shadow. For smokey eyes , apply make-up remover on eyelids before applying the actual colour,After drawing the black eyeliner,layering on with black eye shadow can help to keep the colour on longer&amp;nbsp;and it makes the colour shift abit to&amp;nbsp;make the eye shadow slightly"dirty-looking".&lt;br /&gt;
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Mascara:Most of us are afraid of&amp;nbsp; mascara smudges.different way to shield your eyelids from mascara smudges by using A &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cByuzpdXA-o"&gt;Business card trick&lt;/a&gt;. If you are not using mascars with volumising fibres, try this. After one coat of mascaras dust some loose powder on the wet mascara then add another coat of extra volume. &lt;br /&gt;
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Credits: Rina,Huiqi,Olle Johansson,MichellePhan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-2345503533926730438?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2345503533926730438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2345503533926730438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/03/easy-tips-for-gorgeous-look-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-9017851149705204782</id><published>2010-03-26T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T19:26:16.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys , i have lost all your links! Sorry to say this , please tag =)&lt;br /&gt;
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Shall update my blog tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-9017851149705204782?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/9017851149705204782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/9017851149705204782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/03/guys-i-have-lost-all-your-links-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5563920202022588559</id><published>2010-03-23T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:20:46.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know this love is impossible. That it won't work out... Or that the chance for it to go on and work well is very small and you're afraid of it... Just be happy with what you have. And keep the good memories in your heart and mind =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-5563920202022588559?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5563920202022588559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5563920202022588559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-know-this-love-is-impossible.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-3391757473509665193</id><published>2010-03-21T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:17:10.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It breaks my heart when i got to know what happened to you. I've always tried to protect you from anything i can, but this time i failed to do so. I feel so helpless this time.. I wanted to help, but there's nothing i can do since things had already took place. I've tried my best talking you out, lending you a listening ear everytime i could. I blame myself for not being able to do anything to lessen your pain, i blame myself for not being able to help you in anything. All i can do now is to hear you cry &amp;amp; comfort you.. I wish the best for you at this moment of time, and hope you can stand up on your feets again though i know all this takes time. Remember, i'll always be here for you just like how you always appear when my life hits the lowest point. Take good care of yourself &amp;amp; think of those who love you before you do anything foolish.. I'll always be here for you, just 8digits away, my best sister..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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Don't worry Huiqi , i am not going to do anything silly. Thanks for being there whenever i need you. If you didn't appear in my life, I won't know what's the taste of happiness is like But now things are&amp;nbsp;slightly better between Rina &amp;amp; I. At lest we have better understanding of what we need in life. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love is not about just to be happy and last long or forever with the one u love,but it about how much and u take the pain and move forward together with her, if u can do that, then that is what call love that u are showing; i saw some relationship that only want to be happy , then once they face the problem , they break up as a solution.&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/8769373463803317505-3391757473509665193?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3391757473509665193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3391757473509665193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-breaks-my-heart-when-i-got-to-know.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-1392034263956355729</id><published>2010-03-20T09:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:43:29.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;wish you all the best , you&amp;nbsp; choose to walk out . I gave you chances , but it all come down to be a waste .I just Fail &amp;amp; sucks to be a good girlfriend. The memories were so painfully when i think of it , my heart&amp;nbsp;was always aching. I hated that i had loved you so much . Girls aint toy , they&amp;nbsp;do have&amp;nbsp;feeelings too. They don't just come &amp;amp; go&amp;nbsp;. . Be irresponsible all u want .You play a so big part in my life , and you left me all alone now , Bring me up and , pull me back square one... I`ll prove to you that , without you , life still will get on ,&amp;nbsp;You are purely nightmare . Numb towards love . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's really a big part of my life . I gave it a shot, gambling my love, feelings giving a chance . My feelings , were kinda numb . My love is really unstablize. I`m too afraid that cycle will happen . Love is strange. I choose this route myself , i have to face it no matter it good or bad. I wouldnt hesitate to breakup , if everything isnt right . As, once , twice , breakup already make me&amp;nbsp;sort of&amp;nbsp;use to it . I learn that , love can be so fragile , it takes just a few minutes to fall in love and a life time to forget . I don`t&amp;nbsp;pin any high hopes or demands , jus let natural take it course. If it's destiny and fated to be yours, it will always be , If it isnt , why hold on?. I&amp;nbsp; really cant&amp;nbsp;bother as much as last time as , damage has really done . I&amp;nbsp;don't want to fall so deep and be stewpig again . Juts let&amp;nbsp; everything goes by itself.&amp;nbsp;Love's dilema , it's never constant . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: red; color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nobody belongs to me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Iloveyou, it has always be&lt;/span&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/8769373463803317505-1392034263956355729?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1392034263956355729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1392034263956355729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/03/really-big-part-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-4993521742172879445</id><published>2010-03-19T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T00:29:21.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reminsice of the past , when i am short hair.&lt;br /&gt;
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Reminsice of the past , when I am in Mr Heng class.(that gay teacher)&lt;br /&gt;
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Reminsice of the past, when i feel so love and treasure by&amp;nbsp;you (But Now... another story)&lt;br /&gt;
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Reminsice of the past , the obstacles we have overcome, the breakdowns we have gone through,&lt;br /&gt;
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Reminsice of the past , when&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp; immature in mind.( not much changes )&lt;br /&gt;
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Time flies so fast. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;You loved me for fun. I`have been fool and lie ,i need no pity from anyone , and only after we broke off i know the truth and seen&amp;nbsp;your true colours. Partially it was my fault that i couldnt capture ur heart resulting you having to find other people . From now onwards, i will be independent , i need no love , i need no pity . Althought now, there wouldn't be you to protect me, support me , love me i`ll never regret ending this miserable r/s . I`ll be strong , and stop tearing like nobody business&amp;nbsp;; i know you wouldnt be back . The question of whether can we still be friends is still behind my mind , when u have stable down in ur r/s with that girl and everything then decide&amp;nbsp;. My love was cheated for i have invest whole heartedly and get nothing in return .Love is investment , is just like flying a kite, it's never a winning game , it's never forever . Love is nothing but purely feeelings , I`ll never belief in love as the damage done was not going to heal so easily . It's not once but twice . Once bitten twice shy . My blessing for u and her , let her complete ur rest of ur life . She'll be ur cup of tea from now. All the best of luck in your studies and everything . I'have once loved u so much, but now, u are my memories, Photos are th best memories and it stays forever with me.&amp;nbsp; i`ll never forget. Thankyou for the memories. You should be the one to reflect instead of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Brought alot stuff with my visa.&lt;br /&gt;
Afterall i guess they are going to cancel my visa if i dun use within this month.&lt;br /&gt;
Cheer up girls.&lt;br /&gt;
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To that someone(S):&lt;br /&gt;
For god sake cant you guys think of a better way to break up with a girl?&lt;br /&gt;
First : starting with SORRY(mostly by text or msn)&lt;br /&gt;
second : Lets break up &lt;br /&gt;
Third : We don't click at all?&lt;br /&gt;
Then you guys will leave all the problem to your "girlfriends"&lt;br /&gt;
Seriously what do you guys treat your girlfriends as?&lt;br /&gt;
Do you even treat them as your BELOVE girlfriends or&amp;nbsp; toying with their feelings?&lt;br /&gt;
What the point of saying sorry when you don't meant it?&lt;br /&gt;
Girls put their boyfriend as their FIRST pritority &lt;br /&gt;
and what do they get?&lt;br /&gt;
All the hurt and pain that their boyfriend cause.&lt;br /&gt;
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男人的对不起&lt;br /&gt;
“对不起,我们分手吧，个性不合?“ 很经典的分手对白。&lt;br /&gt;
他们的对不起不是负责，而是把把责任推给女人身上.&lt;br /&gt;
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我说了，就看你怎么做&lt;br /&gt;
所以女人没权力去选择&lt;br /&gt;
他们只好成全他们心爱的男人。&lt;br /&gt;
男人，根本就是卑鄙无耻。&lt;br /&gt;
女人只好知难而退。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-7664957235881840360?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7664957235881840360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7664957235881840360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/03/went-out-with-nver-mum-danyesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-8008088374572130927</id><published>2010-03-06T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T19:05:06.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is blind , &lt;br /&gt;
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you need to gain love by your heart . Not playing . How so you feel when &lt;br /&gt;
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If you are going to fall in love with me, it’s only fair that you know what you are falling in love with.&lt;br /&gt;
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You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession, my tendency to be too clingy. You fall in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams, and how I’m a hopeless romantic at heart. If you fall in love with me, you fall in love with my self-hate and all my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me.&lt;br /&gt;
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But, you are also falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when I’m with you, the way I’ll text you in the mornings just telling you I hope you have a great day. You’re falling in love with the occasionally humorous and/or thought-provoking things I say, and the way I blush when people ask me about you. But to me, the most important thing will be that you are falling in love with me, despite my thinking that it is impossible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-8008088374572130927?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8008088374572130927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8008088374572130927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-is-blind-you-need-to-gain-love-by.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-8229891004065141295</id><published>2010-03-06T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T09:59:55.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Awake at up 9am due to Huiqi's call.Had a heart to heart conversation with her due to she is feeling anxious of becoming a mother. Reminsice of the past when we are still schoolmate, we often hanged out together after school with the clique. Time pass so fast now you are getting marry in few months time. &lt;br /&gt;
Chatted till 11am off to do my art work. left 1/3 of the shading and detail. Regretted for choosing glass instead of metal. It&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;hard but i got to complete it.&amp;nbsp;Message with Weiting around 2pm. Met Idol&amp;nbsp;,Xiao bu dian &amp;amp; Ob at interchange. They asked me to watch "Alice in the wonderland".&amp;nbsp;-Ah hem- Sorry to said this&amp;nbsp;but it is quite impossible for me to watch those cute movies. Turned them down as i&amp;nbsp;promised weiting&amp;nbsp;in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;
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Met her kor ( Dex). Dex treated&amp;nbsp;us sake plus movie. Watched Being Human, the movie was funny because i picture one of the actor as (H). Weiting&amp;nbsp;keep laughing&amp;nbsp;due to my "creative"&amp;nbsp;illustration. Movie ended at 8pm ,&amp;nbsp;dinner and head home with Dex. Thanks&amp;nbsp;Dex for sending me back home.&amp;nbsp;Texted&amp;nbsp;Weiting but she&amp;nbsp;sounded angry. So i&amp;nbsp;guessed i shall leave alone.&amp;nbsp;Phoned with JiaRong , there he goes again. Asking me "cute" question. Slammed down the phone ; i am pissed off. Played Rubby Cube till 5am.&lt;br /&gt;
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Awake up at 7am,&amp;nbsp; messaged Uncle Kovan regarding laptops matters. Continued with my drawing till 2pm. Left 1/2 more , it is killing me. The shading does not give&amp;nbsp;off 3D effect and those small detail are hard pick out. Done with my watch shading but it is not good enough.( the tone don't really seem to mix well and the shape) Redraw again and it is much better compare to the previous. "Art is similar compare with Maths, you&amp;nbsp;need to practice it&amp;nbsp;consistencty"&amp;nbsp;quote by Miss&amp;nbsp;S.W Take a short break back to&amp;nbsp;revision. Revise my maths and Physic. I am stuck with few question texted mmt regarding how to solve it. No reply from him , i guessed he also stuck with those few question.&amp;nbsp;Played with rubby cube till 4pm , slept on my desk. Awake due to Damien message. He sent me chain letters (-.-|||) Had dinner with mum for 2 hours,headed home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheer up nver. I know you are still&amp;nbsp;unable to forget him ;i could see that you really put in effort in this relationship. Bargain might help once or few in the relationship but not in the long run.Why are you still crying over him?Since you already done&amp;nbsp;what you can&amp;nbsp;for that r/s, it's his choice whether&amp;nbsp; he still wants to continue. A relationship&amp;nbsp;does not depends on how much you put in and how much you expect in return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;答案一定是爱情.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;因为在爱情的沼泽里,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;大家彼此都在比招式.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;看谁能虏获彼此的心&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;当然,胜利者能决定&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;胜利品往往是对方的秘密或芳心.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-8229891004065141295?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8229891004065141295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8229891004065141295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday-at-up-9am-due-to-huiqis-call.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-6810657287427068119</id><published>2010-03-05T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:19:48.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 Keys To A Successful Relationship&lt;br /&gt;
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Having a successful relationship takes work from both partners. Great relationships don’t always come easy. If you find the right partner, that’s half the battle. But, no matter how long you’re with that person, you have to continuously work on your relationship and try to find ways you can improve it. The following are 5 keys to a successful relationship.&lt;br /&gt;
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Communication- I can’t stress the importance of communication enough. If you aren’t able to open up and talk about things, than you don’t have a solid relationship. When people have things on their mind and let them go without discussing it, it usually manifests itself elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;
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For example if something your partner said hurt your feelings and you don’t talk about it, you might find yourself getting annoyed at everything they do. You may start nitpicking at them. In reality it’s not those little things bothering you but what they said that hurt your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;
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Without communication, many of us hold a grudge. Holding a grudge is definitely not productive for a relationship. One important rule about communications is to talk in a respectful manner. Just spewing out whatever is on your mind in any tone of voice is not communication. Talking is great but if you don’t do it with respect, it’s pointless. Also remember to not only talk about things but to be a good listener too.&lt;br /&gt;
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Honesty- Being honest and not lying is crucial to a good relationship. Even “white lies” are not healthy for a good relationship.&lt;br /&gt;
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Trust-If you can’t trust your partner, than there’s a problem. You know you’re in a good relationship when you don’t worry about your partner cheating on you. Those thought aren’t on your mind at all. You never worry when your partner is working late. If you find that you’re becoming suspicious of your partner, than that’s not a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;
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Respect- A healthy relationship has a key element of mutual respect for one another. Its okay to disagree but you must respect each others opinions and differences.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dependability- It is important to have dependability in a relationship. Having a partner that is dependable and reliable will give you a great sense of security within the relationship. When times are tough and you hit rocky patches in your life it is important to know that somebody will be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But whats the point of falling in love when i see so many girls having their hearts broken by their boyfriends? Don't fight for a love that isn't worth the fight. You never know when you're gonna find a better love. So why, why are you clinging on to your past. Let go, it isn't worth it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-6810657287427068119?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/6810657287427068119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/6810657287427068119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/03/5-keys-to-successful-relationship.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-2861523515414887025</id><published>2010-03-05T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T00:13:12.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently icq with Rina , msn with Jason &amp;amp; JiaRong.&amp;nbsp;Tell Rina about the "incident" i have. She was neither angry or pissed off with my lame excuse. She accept it. Lending my ear to Jason due to...&lt;br /&gt;
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我该开心或生气?&lt;br /&gt;
老兄,&lt;br /&gt;
你在演舞台剧吗?&lt;br /&gt;
一人扮演多角色.&lt;br /&gt;
一下passerby,一下Damien&lt;br /&gt;
你不累吗?&lt;br /&gt;
或则你需要更多的角色吗?&lt;br /&gt;
我可以建议你扮演Rain,Rina,Huiqi,Joe... etc&lt;br /&gt;
别再用老埂了, 去想想新花招吧.&lt;br /&gt;
你也许可以扮演很多角色&lt;br /&gt;
可是&lt;br /&gt;
你以为我不知道你是谁吗?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-2861523515414887025?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2861523515414887025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2861523515414887025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/03/currently-icq-with-rina-msn-with-jason.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-1225171801162404553</id><published>2010-03-04T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:53:48.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow i found that i began to fall in love with Art. I love to do life skill drawing. It was messy but i was mesmeric at the different tone of shade. Unlike you , you prefer to draw people expression. Which is more challenging, you got&amp;nbsp;to do alot close observation.But from one of your sketch&amp;nbsp;book. I found you drew&amp;nbsp;alot&amp;nbsp;pictures of him. You're missing him, yet you wont show it out anymore. The whole sketch book is filled with your ___.&lt;br /&gt;
Irony isn't it? Till today you are missing him, even though you passed away.Your individual pulsing life , the thread of your&amp;nbsp;daily existence woven in and out of&amp;nbsp;these sketch book you left behind. The dearth of which is keenly felt.&lt;br /&gt;
You remember everything or words he spoke to&amp;nbsp;you. Yet he&amp;nbsp;break his promised everytime , you didn't blame&amp;nbsp;him. You fall to pieces when he broke the new but you kept in silence. Deep in your heart , you are crying.&amp;nbsp;There goes a saying "You'll never learn to cherish until you lose it." &lt;br /&gt;
He asked patch and you guys patched back. You regain your smile back, it is&amp;nbsp;erophic that you are finally smiling like you always does.&amp;nbsp;You&amp;nbsp;held your&amp;nbsp;pencil and began to sketch people emotion&amp;nbsp;, those model that you drew &amp;nbsp;are no long look glum or baffled.(at lest they are smiling)&amp;nbsp;You don't mind&amp;nbsp;the pains that he is giving . To him maybe your are just a ordinanry girl that yearning for love, but to you he is your everything.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;For once i asked you" Seriously you can find another guy that is much better than him. why are you always the one giving in? Don't you feel tired of heartbreaking and sorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Your replied was &amp;nbsp;memorable , i still could&amp;nbsp;remember those expression on your face.&amp;nbsp;" I don't mind he is not caring or sensative towards my needs, he may not &amp;nbsp;be the best.&amp;nbsp;Love is not two person gazing at each other, but &amp;nbsp;two person looking at the same direction, that is what love is. "&lt;br /&gt;
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Indeed you always gave in to him.What was his returned?&amp;nbsp;Scolding , he rather keeping&amp;nbsp;accompany of&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;his &amp;nbsp;maple friends for horntail&amp;nbsp; than going out with you. He treated you like a dirt ,neverless you endured it with pained.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Maple is such a boyfriend snatcher."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;joked with you.&lt;br /&gt;
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"yup, it is. But&amp;nbsp;mapler is also a Sister snatcher"&amp;nbsp;she looked innocent when she said it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Uncertainty of how long it will last , a risk that both of you are willing to take. The result may lead to a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Virtually true love , neither last long nor infatuation&lt;br /&gt;
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(ok i am not going to continue anymore, my eyelid going to close soon. Now is 3am in the morning!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-1225171801162404553?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1225171801162404553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1225171801162404553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/03/somehow-i-found-that-i-began-to-fall-in.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-1008675666249946363</id><published>2010-02-28T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:41:15.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently at Uncle Kovan's house with Van,Rick. I hate Rick for removing all my games and install Audition , etc and most importantly he remove my STEAM PROGRAME. That means i got to re download everything again just to enjoy my l4d , killing floor and others. But my laptops are currently at Uncle Kovan's house and i cant take it back. &lt;br /&gt;
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I skip John's Tuition due to i woke up late, called Rick to return my laptop back to me. Smsed Stephen &amp;amp; Uncle Kovan's along the way. Met Rick at Punggol and trained to Kovan. Slacked around and mess up his house. Left my laptop at his place cause my laptops are infected with virus. Went over to Joyce for dinner and others stuff till 10pm. Thanks you Rick for accompany for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sunday:I didn't sleep for the whole night and my eyes are ....&amp;nbsp; Planned to meet Idol,Ob but it was cancel last minutes. So went over Amk and have coffee and tea with Van(xin's Gf). I finally remember her name after months? She forced me to eat and there goes my biggest phobia. She is being "cute" keep playing with my clothes and ransacked my purse/ phone. Finished eating my lunch , went shopping with her awhile.&amp;nbsp;She was engrossed with the couples items. Accompany her to choose her couple necklace for their 7 months. Picked a&amp;nbsp;stainless steel necklace for them. Xin is such a lucky guy man , girlfriend so sweet toward him. It makes my hair stand. Trained to Uncle Kovan house with Van &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Rick.&amp;nbsp;Waiting for&amp;nbsp;Uncle Kovan to finish&amp;nbsp;his work&amp;nbsp;as they are going my house&amp;nbsp;for rice dumpling and gamble. Revenage&amp;nbsp;for losing one&amp;nbsp;K to a small girl.&lt;br /&gt;
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:: Guys just let me win some money for my school fees man! Afterall my luck are going to end soon , tonight is the last day of chinese new year, let a single person win bits of your money so that i can quickly get my BC.:&lt;br /&gt;
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Speaking of the truth i don't know how to continued the story. Maybe one day i will try my best to finish those story line or never. Is not that i won't write that out anymore , I&amp;nbsp;have no idea what to write.&amp;nbsp; Lastly i won't reveal that to anybody because it is relate to my life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seriously i don't know how to express how stress am i right now?&amp;nbsp; I am having those stupid feelings again &amp;amp; again. I am afraid what if 3n1 is no longer through train because some "reason". I hated that feelings&amp;nbsp;. For god sake i hated to see that mr rick was trying his best to teach us and the class was simply cant be bother to listened In the end what kind of result we get? 8/22 passer in our class for physic. How&amp;nbsp;pathetic it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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可是要切记，潇洒从这段感情走出来。 &lt;br /&gt;
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爱情最可贵的不是被爱，而是成全。 &lt;br /&gt;
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你选择可以不爱我，但我成全你。 &lt;br /&gt;
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一个人最大的缺点不是自私,多情,野蛮,任性,而是固执地深爱着一个不爱自己的人. &lt;br /&gt;
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现在的你回头看着我,我再也不是那个女孩.&lt;br /&gt;
那位每次都跟你要"糖糖"&lt;br /&gt;
"糖糖" 在我俩拥有着不平凡的意义.&lt;br /&gt;
现在的你,应该忘了.&lt;br /&gt;
毕竟,在你的心已经有莫人取代我.&lt;br /&gt;
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因为我学会&lt;br /&gt;
放开你,也是一种幸福.&lt;br /&gt;
分手,结束一段没有可能的感情.&lt;br /&gt;
谢谢你给我的疼爱.&lt;br /&gt;
这样就足够了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-1008675666249946363?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1008675666249946363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1008675666249946363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/currently-at-uncle-kovans-house-with.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5323759956600302971</id><published>2010-02-28T10:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T10:25:20.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(passed by someone blog , i personally find it quite true) &lt;br /&gt;
If you argue with him, you're hard-headed. If you're quiet, you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you call him, you're too clingy crazy. If he calls you, he says you should be happy.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you don't love him, he'll try to win you. When you do love him, he leaves.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you don't fuck him, you're a tease. If you do, you're easy.&lt;br /&gt;
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You tell him your problems, he says you're irritating. If you don't, he says you don't trust him.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you lecture him, you just want to argue. If he lectures you, it's because he 'cares'.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you break a promise, he doesn't trust you anymore. If he breaks it, it's because he had to.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you cheat, he expects it to be over. If he cheats, he wants another chance.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They're basically the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Guys drink to forget about girls; girls drink to think back about the guy.&lt;br /&gt;
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When guys are in love they become poor; when girls are in love they become pretty.&lt;br /&gt;
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Guys can forget, but can't forgive; girls can forgive but can't forget.&lt;br /&gt;
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When guys are heartbroken, they try to forget about the girl by going out with another girl.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When girls are heartbroken, they try to find his characteristics in another guy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Guys wish to be her first love, girls wish to be his last.&lt;br /&gt;
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Isn't it so true?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-5323759956600302971?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5323759956600302971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5323759956600302971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/passed-by-someone-blog-i-personally.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-93203769421652263</id><published>2010-02-27T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:57:12.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Update ,update ,update~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-93203769421652263?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/93203769421652263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/93203769421652263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-update-update.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-2218608352968648543</id><published>2010-02-27T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:49:12.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Common Test ended&amp;nbsp;for the whole level but not for 3n1(POA). I hate it man! Need to stay back on monday just to finish it.Talk to Rain , Huiqi, Rain and Stephen either on facebook or Icq. Told Huiqi and rain regarding that "small incident&amp;nbsp;" which happened during my E maths test. I&amp;nbsp;guess i better don't tell Rina about it, i could predict her expression when i broke the news to her. Annihilation of the world(WORLD WAR 3).&lt;br /&gt;
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人与人的关系其实很美妙，怎么说呢？&lt;br /&gt;
当两个不同世界的人走在一起，他们成为了朋友。&lt;br /&gt;
可是你知不知道，在朋友的世界里也有界限？&lt;br /&gt;
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1）当你遇见你朋友在街上，你们打招呼的方式以微笑或(one say hi , one say bye)。你们之间并没有任何话题，严格来说。&lt;br /&gt;
-我们称呼他们为Hi &amp;amp; Bye Friends&lt;br /&gt;
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2)你们常常在一起，你会感到很舒服，很自在跟他们在一起，可是你绝对不会在他们面前表露出你最脆弱的一面。&lt;br /&gt;
-他们只是普通朋友。&lt;br /&gt;
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3）你会跟他们超级要好，偶尔表露出你软弱的一面。希望他们能拧听你的心事。你还是会埋藏自己内心的感觉。当心他们在你背后狠狠地捅一刀。&lt;br /&gt;
-好的朋友&lt;br /&gt;
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4）这种关系算是在世界极少会存在。因为他们很特别， 很像双胞胎的心电感应。他一眼就能看穿你的心。在他们面前，你不必伪装，也不必感到害怕。因为你知道你能信赖他们，把厚重的心事。一一叙述地他们聆听你的苦恼，哀伤，想办法分担你那不为人知的一面。致死他们都不会出卖你。&lt;br /&gt;
-死党&lt;br /&gt;
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想想你是属于哪一类型的朋友在我的世界里再提出你的问题。&lt;br /&gt;
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To R.E.S.J.J :&lt;br /&gt;
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Everything seems alright now. I know you're having a extremely hard time out there. Nonetheless, cheer up soon okay. It's true that we'd changed, but this will not affect our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
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Although things can't fall back to where it was before, but i believe that it'll still remain as how it is now even though this is not what we wanted. Not forgetting the most important thing, for whatever that would happen, be it lack of time that we have for each other, we'll still be&amp;nbsp;friends in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-2218608352968648543?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2218608352968648543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2218608352968648543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/common-test-ended-whole-level-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-3083741718271333609</id><published>2010-02-22T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T18:07:16.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously you don't have to tell me you like DAMIEN alright? &lt;br /&gt;
You don't need to express how much you CRUSH on him..&lt;br /&gt;
I am not interested to hear about it.&lt;br /&gt;
You tell me you view his facebook and etc?&lt;br /&gt;
Are you trying to attract his attention?&lt;br /&gt;
If you wants,&amp;nbsp;i don't mind giving his handphone number , introducing him to you.&lt;br /&gt;
You don't have to let me know what you did , don't create that illusion as if i am still caring about him.&lt;br /&gt;
I hardly speak to him , we are just like strangers.&lt;br /&gt;
Do you get it?&lt;br /&gt;
You don't have to keep asking&amp;nbsp;me for the reasons why we break.&lt;br /&gt;
The reason is we don't click at all.&lt;br /&gt;
He has move on and found another girl friend.&lt;br /&gt;
Do you think i will be crying over him?&lt;br /&gt;
For god sake , i know when to let go.&lt;br /&gt;
If you wants to use Damien to annoy me , you got it.&lt;br /&gt;
But if you wants to use Damien just to make me felt jealous, you had failed to do so :D&lt;br /&gt;
Lastly , i don't think i have to be that&amp;nbsp;straightforward.&lt;br /&gt;
You should know who&amp;nbsp;i am refering to&amp;nbsp;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-3083741718271333609?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3083741718271333609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3083741718271333609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/seriously-you-dont-have-to-tell-me-you.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-7956140717095177211</id><published>2010-02-21T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:52:36.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess this shall be my last time to update my blog till my common test is over.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am shag, guys!&lt;br /&gt;
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Wake up at 10am by Idol's call. Prepare and rush to the libray.&lt;br /&gt;
Studied all the way to 6pm with idol , ob.&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy birthday to Hilary , Adanan(late)&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; Weiting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To HuiQi:&lt;br /&gt;
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I have read your onsugar, i have no idea what are you talking about .&lt;br /&gt;
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To Rain:&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheer up buddy!&lt;br /&gt;
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To Jean: &lt;br /&gt;
Welcome back jean i miss you like hell!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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To joe:&lt;br /&gt;
lolx?&lt;br /&gt;
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To ginger breadman:&lt;br /&gt;
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lolx , i agree!&lt;br /&gt;
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Why i feel that you no long feel the same for me&lt;br /&gt;
Right next to you is not where i belong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-7956140717095177211?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7956140717095177211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7956140717095177211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-guess-this-shall-be-my-last-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-1712751662266036694</id><published>2010-02-17T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T15:01:57.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit it openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worse, returned. But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within." - Sigmund Freud&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-1712751662266036694?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1712751662266036694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1712751662266036694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/human-beings-are-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-4333016237473647406</id><published>2010-02-16T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:23:53.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Yesterday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Went to watch Percy Jackson &amp;amp; the lightning theif with Aaron. Thanks Aaron for treating me. Movie ended at around at 6.30pm, send Aaron back to interchange. Rushed back home for my late reunion dinner with mum, dad, Xing , Xing's gf , Poker , Jane, Rex daddy , Rex's gf , Alex , Alex's gf. Thanks kors , Xing &amp;amp; Poker for those cute 9 stalk of green roses. This is my first time receiving green roses from boys. Mum cooked alot dishes and mostly is their favourites. ( Mum being biased) After our late reunion dinner , mum went to wash all the dishes. The girls went in and helped mum ( mum future daughter - in - law :D) While all the rest of us started to play "True &amp;amp; Dare". I was being questioned by Xing regarding my personal matters and all my answers were either funny or out of the point. Played for 30minutes , Dad get up from the sofa(coach potato). He went to setup the table and titles for 牌九. While mum start to setup table and chair for majong.Finally i get to play majong after so long.Played 6 round of majong and mumy "pushed" me off the table as i have been winning the girls money six times in a row. Earned $130 from them , feeling greedy yet content. I know how to control myself , but i&amp;nbsp;am helpless as my kors don't let me off that easily after i won&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;gf's money. &amp;nbsp;So i was "dragged" by my kors as if i am being controlled by them. Their mininum bet was $100. Scary though as i will be using my salaries to gamble it. Stupid enough , i won. I got 天尊 which was the biggest pair among 牌九. I don't know&amp;nbsp;what's that either , anyway i won&amp;nbsp;2 rounds&amp;nbsp;and they kick me off the table. As i&amp;nbsp;have wont almost thier money,&amp;nbsp;feeling sleepy so i went to bed alone.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Today:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Wake up at 10am ,&amp;nbsp;remove my stuff. My Romance&amp;nbsp;Curl's failed badly,&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;hair failed to do the curls. Bathed and &amp;nbsp;got changed. Went to meet WeiTing , Chee Hao , Him. WeiTing was so mature maybe because of her shoes she was wearing those shoes. Glenn cant make it and Nickson cant make it as well due to some lame excuse. Mmt didn't answer his phone either. We went off to Park lane. Played L4d2 with guys , WeiTing &amp;amp; me&amp;nbsp;first time playing l4d2. The graphic was really good compare to l4d, love the map and etc. Played for almost 1 hour and half and WeiTing&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;i started to have headache. I guess i wasn't used to the enviroment afterall it has been such a long time since i step in to any lan shop. Left the place with the guys, sorry guys i we didn't played till the last chapters.&amp;nbsp; Off to eat our lunch at Sake. Ordered one beef set for myself and rest of them order chicken set. After lunch , WeiTing went to her friends house first. While the rest went to Star Factory , exchanged coins. I didn't played any games afterall i sucks in games. Out of the Sudden , WeiTing pop out from nowhere.She say she has extended her time. We went shopping and leaving the guys playing basketball.WeiTing brought one heels as she shoes was killing her.In the end she brought the heels which i recommened her. Trust me ,&amp;nbsp;my taste wasn't that bad. Went home with Chee&amp;nbsp;Hao &amp;amp; WeiTing,&amp;nbsp;Home Sweet him =)&lt;br /&gt;
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Say no evil&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheif cooking &lt;br /&gt;
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Chee hao coke&lt;br /&gt;
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Him solo picture&lt;br /&gt;
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my beef set &lt;br /&gt;
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Chee hao solo picture&lt;br /&gt;
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Weiting Chicken set&lt;br /&gt;
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Group photo&lt;br /&gt;
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Laopo &amp;amp; Laogong( i wasn't looking at the mirror)&lt;br /&gt;
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Weiting paying the heels&lt;br /&gt;
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What a women should know : a man who truly loves you will never let you go no matter how hard the situation is.&lt;br /&gt;
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What a men should know:A woman who truly loves you will be angry&amp;nbsp;at you for many things but will&amp;nbsp; still stick around &lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks stranger for that 99 pure white roses. Too bad you didn't let me know who are you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-4333016237473647406?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4333016237473647406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4333016237473647406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday-went-to-watch-percy-jackson.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3qZ0q_QqAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/ZAWWHbJ5d7Q/s72-c/P0247_160210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-3332510299508292852</id><published>2010-02-15T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:43:06.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updating my life~&lt;br /&gt;
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Chinese New Year Eve:&lt;br /&gt;
Wake up at 9.30am , skip breakfast as usual. 11.15am leave the house and went for tuition. Message with Nickson( he is worst than my mum). Reached Seng Kang at 12pm , meet up with John. The house was filled with silence. Alot people didn't turn up as it was Chinese New year Eve. My tuition ended at 2pm sharp, received&amp;nbsp;Aunt Joyce call. Decide went over&amp;nbsp;to her place. Chat with her regarding my studies and etc.We can talk almost everything under the sun. Went to work after that. Work was rather busy didn't really have any chance for slacking. Work till 3am in the morning , got quite number of&amp;nbsp;Ang Bao but not sure how much it contained.&amp;nbsp;Poker &amp;amp; Jane pick me up from work. Over night at Jane house, playing with my rubby cubes. &lt;br /&gt;
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First Day of Chinese New year:&lt;br /&gt;
Wake up at 8am due to Jane's Fault.Last minutes notice ,we are&amp;nbsp;heading to Jason's house to celebrate first day of Chines New Year. Change and help Jane's with her make up.&amp;nbsp;Waiting Poker and Xin to pick us up. Sorry to say even though it is chines new year but i don't wear skirt. Meet&amp;nbsp; Rex Daddy &amp;amp; Alex at Jason's Place. Thanks Rex daddy for bring my laptop over from Uncle Kovan's House(sorry , i remember your faces but i don't remember your name) Jason is bullying me again, so immature act of his. After having our " family reunion&amp;nbsp;brunch", the guys went to play 牌九 at the basement( i don't know how to play that, i just know it was make up with tiles) and the girls were playing majong(i don't know what's their style of playing also) at the living room. I went up to Jason room to rest , my&amp;nbsp;eyelid are fighting with each other. Message with Aaron and started to ransacked his room. I regreted doing so as i found alot stuff that a small child like me should not be seeing that. I let you guys imagination run wild for that. Chated with Aaron on the phone for awhile, went down snatched Rex daddy laptop to use. Once again i must say : "I regreted doing so." Found alot *Ah hem Ah Hem*, Rex daddy can you please locked those things properly. I don't want to see it again (curiousity kills the cat) , watched 'next stop, happiness' with Jason( i cant believed he watched that too!) , See Jason played maple&amp;nbsp;for awhile. Maple change alot man , then i asked him what was Wolfteam. &lt;br /&gt;
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Then one of his friends say " you also got play ms? level wad ? which world ? what job? what ign?"&lt;br /&gt;
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My replied " i semi user in ms , 152, A world , Krykry"&lt;br /&gt;
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Friend" Oh , i know you , Krykry(Crycry)"&lt;br /&gt;
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Me -Stun-" i have no ideas , that account got 2 users. AND MY IGN IS&amp;nbsp;NOT CRYCRY !"&lt;br /&gt;
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Seriously i have no idea&amp;nbsp;who is that person / ign, afterall i don't really meet up with net friends. Plus i not active in maple or whatever. So we watached 'next stop, happiness'&amp;nbsp; till 5.30pm.&amp;nbsp;Rex daddy drove me to work place.Changed into my&amp;nbsp;uniform(skirt!) and started work with my mates.&amp;nbsp;Not much customer tonight&amp;nbsp;and less people are ordering&amp;nbsp;room service. Desmond bring along his 12 years old brother (Damien Chan).&amp;nbsp;He was rather annoying as he keep calling me "Auntie&amp;nbsp;Krist!"&amp;nbsp;I guess i cant do anything to him as i am working right now. During break time the guys all run over to the snooker room to play snooker. I be the audience of the game as i am attracted by my rubby cubes. Damien was such a joker , the way he play snooker and the way he hold the stick simply so funny. His way of playing the game does not match the rules. Should video it down but&amp;nbsp; i am not that bad.&amp;nbsp;After one round of pool , we are back to work, working is fun with&amp;nbsp;those guys. They&amp;nbsp;bring laughter&amp;nbsp;to my life. Worked ended at 11pm , the boss deicided gave&amp;nbsp;all of us a treat. We are having steak and wine for dinner. Adults are given Whisky while Damien and I were given red wine. Damien was sitting beside me as we are being treat as small children. I did something bad towards Damien. I pour seven-up and&amp;nbsp;water&amp;nbsp;into his drink, at lest he wont drunk and started vomited all over the place.&amp;nbsp;Thanks cheif for the nice marriage of Wine and food. At lest i finally got to drink wine after so long( i am not a heavy drinker) Dinner end around 12pm , went over to Jane house again.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Rain:&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks for the lovely 99 valentine roses. But why is it a mixture of blue roses? Don't get my idea wrong , i loved it , thanks beloved. Another wish has been fufilled. Don't be&amp;nbsp;sad over&amp;nbsp;relationship matters ,&amp;nbsp;Seeing you&amp;nbsp;reacting in this way&amp;nbsp;very gekxim, always waiting for&amp;nbsp;her reply.&amp;nbsp;Silly boy, you're sacrificing way too much for her, seeing you every&amp;nbsp;month same thing happened. Getting fooled over and over again, falling in love stupidly. Making you forgetting her is hard, but seriously i hope you will make an attempt to do it, that's one step nearer to sucess.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Michelle:&lt;br /&gt;
Seriously i hate to say it in such way but i guess it cant be helped. I have been bottle it up for very long and i am waiting a chance to say this to you. You always thought Rain always cheating behind you. I am not trying to side her alright? But i got to tell you this , there is nothing between Rain and me.We are just&amp;nbsp;good&amp;nbsp;friends that's all. Why&amp;nbsp;cant you trust her for&amp;nbsp;once? TRUST is&amp;nbsp;one of&amp;nbsp;the basic rule in a relationship. Don't push the blame on me , i am not the 3rd party in your relationship.&amp;nbsp;Do some soul-searching please.&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Inference Question.You must be wondering, how to answer inference question?What are inference question?I will hereby tell you.&lt;br /&gt;
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For inference question, you have to INFER the question.Firstly, Infer the question and give evidence FROM THE SOURCE!!&lt;br /&gt;
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How do we know they are inference question?&lt;br /&gt;
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To know, you have to see your question.&lt;br /&gt;
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Question with, WHAT/WHY = inference question.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, how are you going to answer the question?very simple.&lt;br /&gt;
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- what does the source tell you about? (read the source)&lt;br /&gt;
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- why is the write....? (Give purpose of the source!)&lt;br /&gt;
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- Is the writer a supporter or an opponent...? (Give purposes of the source!)*always give purpose and evidence for any phrase you use!&lt;br /&gt;
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You can always write The phrase "................" tells me that ________.&lt;br /&gt;
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The evidence is ".................." . write 2 of such sentences, (both phrase and evidence)and write a conclusion will do. this will secure you with a 5 full marks for inference question. 2. Compare and Contrast. For this skill, it will be a bit difficult =p (but no worries!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Similarities/Differences in terms of&lt;br /&gt;
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Provenance - who wrote the source? (can be found at the heading of the source!)Content -&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Similarity -&amp;gt; Provide evidence from both sources!&lt;br /&gt;
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2. Difference -&amp;gt; Provide evidence from both source*There must be a basis for comparison!E.g: Both sources discuss the affordability of health care in Singapore. Source A states that health care is affordable while Source B states otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tone -Some examples of tones:- Optimistic, excitement, happiness, approval, satisfaction- Pessimistic, sadness, despair, frustration, biased- objective, calm, neutral- Persuasive, convincing, complaining, explanatoryYou have to use tone to describe how the source is feeling.The tone of the source is frustrating, because of which phrase. then evidence it.&lt;br /&gt;
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-why did the writers write the source?Look at the provenance to get the purpose.&lt;br /&gt;
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how to know which is the question asking you to answer for compare and contrast?&lt;br /&gt;
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When the question asks you to study two sources, that is a compare and contrast questions.&lt;br /&gt;
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You have to know all your formulas well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Knowing your formulas well means,knowing how to use it,not only use it, but to use it with others formulas too = multi formulas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes, you will see F=ma .&lt;br /&gt;
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F= Resultant force&lt;br /&gt;
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therefore, this conclude that you can find acceleration using the formula of a=v-u over t!&lt;br /&gt;
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Dont be SI SI BAN BAN dont always, f=ma means f=ma!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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GET IT!!! ^_^Knowing the formulas well is just your first few steps to master physics.&lt;br /&gt;
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Secondly, we have to know the SI units!&lt;br /&gt;
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Knowing the SI UNITS makes our life easier.&lt;br /&gt;
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Example: we suddenly forgot all about our formulas.&lt;br /&gt;
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but , we know our units! And, that is where the help comes in!&lt;br /&gt;
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:BTherefore, SI UNITS ARE IMPORTANT, not only IMPORTANT,it is VERY VERY important.&lt;br /&gt;
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because, we neeed to write all our SI units in order to get our fullmarks!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Without your SI UNIT, you will be deducted by 1 mark.&lt;br /&gt;
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DO YOU WANT YOUR 1 MARK? Yes, of course you want, cos I know YY is greedy :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Next, we have to memorise our laws in physics.&lt;br /&gt;
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Laws like so difficult to memorise!&lt;br /&gt;
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But wait a minute, in the actual fact, it is very easy to memorise.&lt;br /&gt;
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Because, the LAWS ARE ALL LINK TO YOUR FORMULAS!= EASY EASY LEMON SQUEEZY . (Y) !&lt;br /&gt;
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After knowing all this 3 steps,now, you have to learn the theory part which is the most difficult part.&lt;br /&gt;
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And, now, Im here to tell you how to study the theory part.Just read through topics on theory , example : kinetic particle theory.&lt;br /&gt;
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this is a bit similar to chemistry, however, physics is always easier than chemistry :D (I don't agree with him, Chemistry is easier compare to physic.)&lt;br /&gt;
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Just remember all the keywords and fix it like a puzzle will do .EASY? :DI know it's very easy. And, thats all for physics.(kill me please)&lt;br /&gt;
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What marks YY going to get,it will depend on HOW HE FOLLOW MY STUDY TIPS. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All taken from Yy blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-4119234944525152285?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4119234944525152285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4119234944525152285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-source-base-question-skills-1.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-4191724801354882731</id><published>2010-02-12T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:59:33.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY CELEBRATION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UgpkPg4WI/AAAAAAAAAsA/mTEXloDMkgU/s1600-h/P0062_110210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UgpkPg4WI/AAAAAAAAAsA/mTEXloDMkgU/s320/P0062_110210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WeiTing ( Lao po you look so emo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UgrMtaipI/AAAAAAAAAsI/g5seyVimthU/s1600-h/P0064_110210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UgrMtaipI/AAAAAAAAAsI/g5seyVimthU/s320/P0064_110210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Done by Chee Hao ( refering to nickson)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Angelica &amp;amp; Cherry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UgwLTongI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Uz24u0gxszA/s1600-h/P0083_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UgwLTongI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Uz24u0gxszA/s320/P0083_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cherry's solo picture :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UhQQ9StrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/8TJtoZrwmN8/s1600-h/P0098_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UhQQ9StrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/8TJtoZrwmN8/s320/P0098_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chee Hao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3Uhg0swY9I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/RY-gK3pRiCE/s1600-h/P0103_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3Uhg0swY9I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/RY-gK3pRiCE/s320/P0103_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lao po masterpiece( create using Him's plate)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3Uhprd2ilI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4TAfaiyzplw/s1600-h/P0106_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3Uhprd2ilI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4TAfaiyzplw/s320/P0106_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bank &amp;amp; Laopo preparing to hit the ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3Uhv6rI3kI/AAAAAAAAAtg/i3FwR_Ajl74/s1600-h/P0128_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3Uhv6rI3kI/AAAAAAAAAtg/i3FwR_Ajl74/s320/P0128_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Him (look's pro)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3Uh1PACCNI/AAAAAAAAAto/QrslQTBKw_Q/s1600-h/P0107_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3Uh1PACCNI/AAAAAAAAAto/QrslQTBKw_Q/s320/P0107_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bank , Chee Hao , Lao po&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3Uh-4FkK6I/AAAAAAAAAt4/z727a34mKls/s1600-h/P0109_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3Uh-4FkK6I/AAAAAAAAAt4/z727a34mKls/s320/P0109_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Him's turn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiCEMBmRI/AAAAAAAAAuA/817P-caOLgI/s1600-h/P0110_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiCEMBmRI/AAAAAAAAAuA/817P-caOLgI/s320/P0110_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aza Lao po :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiGK3hSsI/AAAAAAAAAuI/NeR7G-txxiY/s1600-h/P0126_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiGK3hSsI/AAAAAAAAAuI/NeR7G-txxiY/s320/P0126_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chee Hao's Position&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiJBBmhaI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/0KRaxIVkjcw/s1600-h/P0129_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiJBBmhaI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/0KRaxIVkjcw/s320/P0129_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ball rolling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiM_UAe7I/AAAAAAAAAug/6ilyl8dUna4/s1600-h/P0131_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiM_UAe7I/AAAAAAAAAug/6ilyl8dUna4/s320/P0131_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chee hao's hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiPCcSP5I/AAAAAAAAAuo/Ye1PAw9NbTw/s1600-h/P0134_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiPCcSP5I/AAAAAAAAAuo/Ye1PAw9NbTw/s320/P0134_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lao po , what are you doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiSKdArCI/AAAAAAAAAuw/VxnGqsRJV1I/s1600-h/P0139_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiSKdArCI/AAAAAAAAAuw/VxnGqsRJV1I/s320/P0139_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lol, him using the stick~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiU13HVbI/AAAAAAAAAu4/8Vd0j7a7bGE/s1600-h/P0138_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiU13HVbI/AAAAAAAAAu4/8Vd0j7a7bGE/s320/P0138_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chee hao using stick! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiZ9IgX9I/AAAAAAAAAvI/UvM8PErnaHY/s1600-h/P0142_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UiZ9IgX9I/AAAAAAAAAvI/UvM8PErnaHY/s320/P0142_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pool~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3Uid2K3edI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/CUPOCQnGsiA/s1600-h/P0143_120210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3Uid2K3edI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/CUPOCQnGsiA/s320/P0143_120210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Is&amp;nbsp; he aiming the black ball?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Back to blogging.(happy)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Update my blog with pictures(like finally?), some overdue pic and today's picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Start off with the today activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Physic:Got back our papers , i failed my physic test due to careless mistake. I hate it seriously,&amp;nbsp;either wrong with the sign or spelling error. Received&amp;nbsp;postcard from Yu chen,WeiTing. Give some to Mmt, Nickson,WeiTing,Yu Chen , Chee hao, Ms Kaur(sorry!!!!!)&amp;nbsp;Lesson end(first period)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dance: After first period end , told to went up to the dance studio for make up and etc. Thanks Angela for the make up and hairstyle. After everything is done , went down. Stomp was once again perform before us.So nervous , the beats of their drum made our heart pounded wild.Dance performace was pretty well done , no mistake and we full out. After our dance , it was wu shu performance. I love chee hao clothes( light blue) and Mrs Tan was wearing Wu Shu costume( can you believe that?) We went back after watching Modern Dance performance. Start to&amp;nbsp;change , remove make&amp;nbsp;up,&amp;nbsp;wash my hair.&amp;nbsp;Went down with Weiting to meet up with Him and Chee hao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;POOL:Went to Safra with&amp;nbsp;WeiTing , Chee hao , Glenn ,&amp;nbsp;Him &amp;amp;Bank. Him Treat Chee Hao because WeiTing lose the match due to she let both ball in. Instead the black ball&amp;nbsp;go in , the white ball went in first. Play&amp;nbsp;Pool for&amp;nbsp;two hours, thanks Bank for teaching how to aim properly. Glenn went to play lan after one hour plus. Keep teasing him (ah hem!), sadly&amp;nbsp;he didn't gave me any ang bao.&amp;nbsp;So after two hours we went back home. Paid four dollars , sweet. Next Tuesday , pool again with Chee hao , Him , WeiTing, Glenn and Mmt(maybe). AFTERALL Mmt is the witch from L4D(hahas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;P/s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Good news i got full mark for my Bio test thanks to Mrs Graetz for giving the answers. Paper with Nickson and he send me 3n1 class picture&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp; Brian and Sean Valentine's Picture (Gays couple)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UztlLA6LI/AAAAAAAAAxo/hPxcmVEfJfE/s1600-h/3n1+Completed!.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UztlLA6LI/AAAAAAAAAxo/hPxcmVEfJfE/s320/3n1+Completed!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank god my face was covered with my papers(L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-4191724801354882731?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4191724801354882731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4191724801354882731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='CNY CELEBRATION!'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S3UmDNKOWnI/AAAAAAAAAv4/u-wVhoqfvfE/s72-c/P0033_100210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-2647658836146116114</id><published>2010-02-10T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:36:56.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NICK!</title><content type='html'>I was told to list out my nick(S) must be unique / interesting by one bloody woman.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;SITUHUIQI!&lt;br /&gt;
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Please bear with me :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Zaizai- RINA/ Rex &amp;amp; Alex&lt;br /&gt;
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Kristkrist- only S&lt;br /&gt;
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Kristsanthemum tea - Krykry&lt;br /&gt;
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KristSharon/K.S- Rain &amp;amp; Co&lt;br /&gt;
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Carrot- school mates&lt;br /&gt;
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yaoling- Mr Rick lee call me that ?&lt;br /&gt;
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Krispy Fried Chicken(KFC)- Ginger Bread man&lt;br /&gt;
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You yu xiao wang zi - Wang you&lt;br /&gt;
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no more already i guess?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-2647658836146116114?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2647658836146116114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2647658836146116114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/nick.html' title='NICK!'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5731546280330232030</id><published>2010-02-06T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:44:53.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss the rain</title><content type='html'>“&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 如果有人答应你什么，那都是出自当时的心情，&lt;br /&gt;
不管他说多么的信誓旦旦，那都不是承诺。&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; 真正的承诺，需要责任也需要出自心底的信任；&lt;br /&gt;
最真心的承诺，是致死也不会反悔的约定。”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-5731546280330232030?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5731546280330232030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5731546280330232030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/kiss-rain.html' title='Kiss the rain'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-6609098612457410099</id><published>2010-02-05T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:07:13.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking back her love</title><content type='html'>I was told to write this on a piece of paper 100 times by Rain.&lt;br /&gt;
“我系單身漢”&lt;br /&gt;
This year chinese new year sucks to the core!&lt;br /&gt;
And what makes it perfect ?&lt;br /&gt;
It is stack with VALENTINE ( please kill me thank you)&lt;br /&gt;
Which means i need to give sometime to my parents to celebrate&amp;nbsp;their bloody valentine day.&lt;br /&gt;
Not going to be a ULTRA&amp;nbsp;BRIGHT LIGHT BULB at home.&lt;br /&gt;
Not going out with friends ( they will be spending thier valentine day too)&lt;br /&gt;
So what shall i do on that day?&lt;br /&gt;
1) working&amp;nbsp;(full time)&lt;br /&gt;
2)Overnight&amp;nbsp;at friends house&lt;br /&gt;
3)Mia on that day&lt;br /&gt;
I need to make up my mind as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;LASTLY: Anybody is willing to buy white roses for me this year?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;This is my Chinese New Year &amp;amp;Valentine day plan. &lt;br /&gt;
Sweet &amp;amp; Simple =)&lt;br /&gt;
Are you happy now R.E.S?&lt;br /&gt;
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Back to my main post, i gone back to school after 3 day of mc.&lt;br /&gt;
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PHYSIC: Mr Rick Lee didn't come today, two period of self study(for bio students). First period, some of them was busy doing physic worksheet. Didn't really understand some of the questions as i didn't come for 3 days. I don't even know what is "Total Internal Reflection" &amp;amp; Damien don't even bother to teach me( 求人不如求己）After first period end , we went&amp;nbsp;up to Madam Tham class room. She start teaching her so called "chemistry" which nobody&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;listening to her. Helped MMT&amp;nbsp;to take down his notes and etc. Nickson helped me on my Poa stuff. Poa was easy , at lest i know how to do those worksheet.&amp;nbsp;I have been&amp;nbsp;asking alot people to coach me on my&amp;nbsp;physic.Sadly they&amp;nbsp;are also in the same state as me. Don't even know what is Mr Rick teaching regarding total internal reflection.There goes my two period of Physic.&lt;br /&gt;
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BIOLOGY: Hand in forms and money for Body Worlds. Got our 10 years series N level topical test paper. Mrs Graetz started teaching&amp;nbsp;Diffusion &amp;amp; Osmosis. She is jumping chapters again, i guess i&amp;nbsp;need to study my bio&amp;nbsp;notes and textbook really often.Talk about my stuff , she&amp;nbsp;asked me to appeal again. I hate to see VP but i guess i didn't have a choice. I got to do it before my common test start.&lt;br /&gt;
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Social Studies:The class was divided in to 5 groups. Xiao Bu Dian , WeiTing(lao po) and me one team. Do a huge mind map of Traffic Policy. We only do till the third policy bell ring. Went back to class for IPP. IPP was fun even though i am sweating. I got&amp;nbsp;to bully MMT and some of them back.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"And then there's that someone, you stay up all night with, you spend as much time as possible with. That person. Though they don't realize it, you just try to squeeze in every minute with them because you're scared to lose them. Because you're scared they might go away, because you're scared that once they leave, you won't have enough memories to carry you on and replay in your head throughout the day. It's that someone that you're so afraid of leaving that you would do anything to have them stay. You spend all your time thinking of them and all your time just trying to see them. That's your someone." -Morphineparade.livejournal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;To that someone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;To love someone is to understand each other, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;to laugh together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;to smile with your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;and to trust one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;One important thing is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;to let each other go, if you can't do this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Corrine Ow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Finally 15. One year older already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Love die you even though&amp;nbsp;we drift apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That grey quote , is for you. I don't know if you read it, cuz' you'll come to my blog often. I don't know. But I hope you leave a tag after you read it _____, and when you do leave a tag, It'll be obvious enough to know who you are already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-6609098612457410099?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/6609098612457410099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/6609098612457410099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/taking-back-her-love.html' title='Taking back her love'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-4593365094634562363</id><published>2010-02-04T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T14:16:05.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senna</title><content type='html'>I am leading a hectic life here, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;
Seriously i hate my family members.No matter how hard working i am , they wont give a single dam. I studied real hard for all my test and exam. What i get in the end , always scolding. What's this? You accused me of not studying and hooking up on the computer at all times. I simply keep quiet and went back to my room. Because i don't want mum to be in the spot. Do you know how hurtful your words are? In your eyes i am not as good as Rina, not as obedient krykry. You always enjoyed comparing me with them. Rubbing salt in to my problems.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mum i know you are in a tight position. But can you at lest defend me?&amp;nbsp;You should be the only person who know the whole story. Why are you not helping me when i am being scolded by him? You always comforted me when i went back to my room. What the point of doing this? It seem liked he is always right and i am always in the wrong. Forget it , maybe coming here to study is a mistake in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-4593365094634562363?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4593365094634562363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4593365094634562363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/senna.html' title='Senna'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-6225727170289575764</id><published>2010-02-03T11:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T11:45:33.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Draft)</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 孩子的天空&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; 你知道孩子最需要的是什么？孩子最依赖的又是什么？不是物质上的需求，不是父母单方面的关怀。而是一个完整的家庭，有双方父母的照顾。&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;自从妇女离开人世后，小乐和小诺过着像地狱般的日子。遭父亲的背叛，母亲的抛弃然后强迫自己去接受一个拆散她们家的女人。这意味什么？&lt;br /&gt;
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他们一直以为小乐和小诺年纪小，听不懂。其实他们都听进去了。而牢记到现在；因为他们一直伪装得很好，就像妇女一样。小乐和小诺永远记得那天妈妈的表情，即使听着阿姨说着那么严重的事。妈妈的脸上没有一丝一毫愤怒或悲伤的表情，更精确是她根本没有任何表情在脸上。&lt;br /&gt;
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伪装，那是从妈妈，爸爸，阿姨和其他大人学会保护自己的第一堂课。对小乐和小诺来说，为装是唯一的办法生存。在小乐眼里，小诺是他的生存下去的原因。没有小诺，他宁可一死也不愿成为笼中鸟。&lt;br /&gt;
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(this is just a draft , it is not complete yet)&lt;br /&gt;
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Credit :&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fyp74H3kMdI"&gt;Never meant to belong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-6225727170289575764?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/6225727170289575764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/6225727170289575764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/draft.html' title='(Draft)'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5982036539871408161</id><published>2010-02-02T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:00:35.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When The Love Falls(Yiruma)</title><content type='html'>My fever are coming back and forth. There is nothing i could do to stop it, the only thing i could do is. Taking my medicine regularly,drink more water, stop my anorexia by eating my meal. I hate to admit but&amp;nbsp;those medicine is making me feel much&amp;nbsp;better. The side effect is&amp;nbsp;it makes me ultra&amp;nbsp;sleepy(the medicine effect&amp;nbsp;is twice as strong as&amp;nbsp;MG)&amp;nbsp;. I don't want to rest , i just wants to study for my geo and ss test. I don't want a pass on my papers or result slip. I want atlest a1 for every subject. I have already fail 2 of my test papers , i don't want a U grade on my Common Test 1 for any subjects. Now i don't even know am i able to have a retest. I should have gone to school no matter how sick i am.&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-5982036539871408161?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5982036539871408161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5982036539871408161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-love-fallsyiruma.html' title='When The Love Falls(Yiruma)'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-3225512303113138382</id><published>2010-02-01T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:45:45.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Meant to Belong</title><content type='html'>a quick post regarding what i did.&lt;br /&gt;
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Poa: I was coughing badly through out the whole lesson. I sound like a guy when i tried my best to speak.&lt;br /&gt;
Jacky was bullying me in Poa lesson. Class end , took lift and head 5th floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maths: Got our class Tee , but i doubt i will be wearing it. Although meant for 3 years and i lost that class tee.Jieying sitting beside because she find that her row was really silent.(due to xiao bu dian was absent)&lt;br /&gt;
She was day dreaming through out the whole lesson, i have no idea what is she dreaming of. Coughing and sneezing.Nickky was being a retarded when&amp;nbsp;he said i sound like a man through yesterday convesation. My&amp;nbsp;voice changed alot due to my cough.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mother Tongue:&amp;nbsp;Got back our test papers , i cant believe i failed due to last three question.&amp;nbsp;Each question&amp;nbsp;carry&amp;nbsp;10 marks. Alot of&amp;nbsp;people failed the test due to&amp;nbsp;last three question. 2 period of mother tongue ended. Head back home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why should i take in those medicine? I know it will make me feel better afterward&amp;nbsp;but before that it make me sleepy. I don't want to rest, i just want&amp;nbsp;studies.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;To that ATTENTION SEEKER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yeah right you got my attention. I cant believe you are so childish , gosh you are turning 17 this&amp;nbsp;year. Are you going to&amp;nbsp;compete with a 14 years old tomboy. Grow up please , you got others things better than coming to&amp;nbsp;my blog and insult me.Lastly&amp;nbsp;I don't need your bloody comments.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-3225512303113138382?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3225512303113138382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3225512303113138382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/02/never-meant-to-belong.html' title='Never Meant to Belong'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-6657204368955206169</id><published>2010-01-31T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:15:45.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>欲念2（draft1.1）</title><content type='html'>寂寞与文静，只是一线时差。&lt;br /&gt;
一般人总觉得文静比起寂寞，好像有气质一点；&lt;br /&gt;
可是对我来说，文静却只是掩饰自己心灵空虚愚蠢至极的行为，&lt;br /&gt;
我享受寂寞，也享受空虚的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;
它可以提供我一种动力，&lt;br /&gt;
让我可以面对自己与这个世界的不完美。&lt;br /&gt;
-蓝心仪。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-6657204368955206169?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/6657204368955206169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/6657204368955206169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/2draft11.html' title='欲念2（draft1.1）'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5756050247013332624</id><published>2010-01-31T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:19:49.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoid.</title><content type='html'>Make several agreement with Rina. You guys can call me crazy or whatever , i don't give a dam about it. Just treat me as a lunatic, a lunatic who love to play with fires.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't want to waste my time on relationship.&lt;br /&gt;
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1)&amp;nbsp;Relationship&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;not something that i could afford to play(i got others stuff to do&amp;nbsp;better than finding a&amp;nbsp;boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;
2)&amp;nbsp;I don't need a man to survive.&lt;br /&gt;
3)Time is tooo precious for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Back to what happened in school. This week in school was alright for me. Enjoyed two days of&amp;nbsp; taking the lift.Got few bodyguards helping me to carry my stuff around. They paid a high price for taking the lift.(Taking my heavy bag + books)It invited some bloody comments,don't wish to talk about it. I still cant believe it till now , MMT still don't know how to open my locker(that means i need to help him open it &amp;amp; continued being bullied by him) Gosh , am&amp;nbsp;i being too nice? &lt;br /&gt;
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I enjoyed today dance(somehow),mixed with new juniors. But i did badly for my Basic. My right leg hardly could do any basic. So i did in a very stranger manner which even i cant stand it. Back to "BAI SHOU" , I hate my injuries. I had bruised on my right leg, and some scars on my left leg. Pretty serious but as i said. I wont go see any stupid doctors. I guess i am able to perform at Chinese New Year celebration.(With&amp;nbsp;force)&amp;nbsp;A big thank you to Yockyen for helping me to shout the timing &amp;amp;. I got no voice to shout the beats and i hope juniors won't forget about the beats/step/timing.We spend so long just to get the correct movement,just don't forget please. Wednesday is our first Chinese New Year R/H. I am not going to dance on that day. Nobody will tell you guys where&amp;nbsp;you should face or what's the timing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lastly : happy birthday to MUM(women age should be disclose)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-1870978298568409145?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1870978298568409145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1870978298568409145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/work-dance-school-take-up-100-of-my.html' title='Work + Dance + School = Take up 100% of my life.'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-4300525713435569132</id><published>2010-01-27T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:10:28.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-Blank-</title><content type='html'>I hate my Bio Teacher. I cant believe such teacher do exist in&amp;nbsp;my school.&amp;nbsp;Since it meant to be a test why are you giving answers?&amp;nbsp;It maybe to be "fair" for those who didn't studied at all, but have you ever thought for those who studied real hard? You told me&amp;nbsp;:" i want help them pass."&amp;nbsp;Ya right , you&amp;nbsp;used one period to go through our Bio test paper question.The answers is all found&amp;nbsp;at our notes.Do you think anybody will fail this test? &lt;br /&gt;
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Sorry for being so bitchy,but i cant stand it.Back to today's topic&amp;nbsp;(some happy&amp;nbsp;stuff&amp;nbsp;+ unfortunate)&lt;br /&gt;
My phone was taken away&amp;nbsp;by mum again. Nothing special about it , afterall i&amp;nbsp;need some time. Think about all those&amp;nbsp;problem i&amp;nbsp;am&amp;nbsp;having&amp;nbsp;currently.I hate to mention my&amp;nbsp;problem at my blog.I will tell you if i feel like.&lt;br /&gt;
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I spine my ankle again due to Ob's. But i am not going for any treatment, you guys should know how much i hate to see doctor. I leave it to fate, but i will&amp;nbsp;still continue to work/dance. Afterall i promised Kelvin that i will help him. &lt;br /&gt;
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Sorry for those whom i show my attitude to. I know this week i am kind of bitchy due to alot problems. I am not willing to share with anyone else including HuiQi.I know my attitudes but you guys are still willing to endure&amp;nbsp; "大少爷脾气”.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;I miss DAMIEN TANG CHENG RONG!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hope to&amp;nbsp;see him REAL&amp;nbsp;soon.&lt;br /&gt;
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内心的烙印；&lt;br /&gt;
痛慢慢逝去，&lt;br /&gt;
当我看到内心那道疤痕，&lt;br /&gt;
泪水会不经意地慢慢滑落。&lt;br /&gt;
也许，逃避是最好的办法。。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-6700999268239406792?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/6700999268239406792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/6700999268239406792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/ps.html' title='P/S'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5906241799540341344</id><published>2010-01-24T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:59:59.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bangs ?</title><content type='html'>A big big thank you to Servina for helping me on Lady Gaga&amp;nbsp; Bad Romance Makeup. I finally know what went wrongs, does that mean you are also learning? Anyways Severina &amp;amp; Huiqi is the best makeup teachers i can ever yearn for.Jane you finally can be my first model for that makeup you yearn for , too bad for Rain.&lt;br /&gt;
Again chat with Rain regarding some issue. Don't wish to mention about it , what the point of scolding her?For those who&amp;nbsp;know what happen please keep it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Baby please remember to take GOOD care of yourself.&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-5906241799540341344?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5906241799540341344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5906241799540341344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/bangs.html' title='bangs ?'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-8350078032579517270</id><published>2010-01-24T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T01:34:52.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>left or right?</title><content type='html'>What goes wrong? Why my Coastal Scents 88 Shimmering Palette disappointed me? Is there anything wrong with my skill or the colours just don't blend well? I fail to help Jane do a lady gaga bad romance make up. Sorry Jane i cause&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;to look weird. Maybe Coastal Scents 88 Shimmering Palette is not suitable for that makeup. Remover all&amp;nbsp;the makeup from her&amp;nbsp;face, decide to give her a sweet innocent makeup(krykry's favourite makeup) 60%&amp;nbsp;resemble krykry , maybe my eyes are playing tricks with me again.&amp;nbsp;Jane taught me some&amp;nbsp;"interesting stuff" , i feel like dying. This coming 29th is my mom birthday and she give me a IMPOSSIBLE MISSION!&amp;nbsp;I got to learn how to do it before her birthday. Sound impossible for me as&amp;nbsp;i am a tomboy. Don't ask me what is it please. Jane use almost 1 hour coach me. After my " interesting stuff " is done , Poker came to fetch Jane. How sweet it is , i am soo envy.(Are you happy now poker?) Watch Daybreakers with the couple ( lightbulb caught in the middle) ,&amp;nbsp;I cant believe&amp;nbsp;I fall asleep through out the whole movie. Waste Poker's money , but i guess it is alright. That is my paid for helping Jane's makeup. Bus home , have a small chat with Rina and Rain.&lt;br /&gt;
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I cant believe you did it. Do you know what are you doing ? You are just a 12 years old kid and you did that. Do you think you can trust&amp;nbsp;that person which you only been together for almost 6 months? You just throw away your most precious gift to that person. Do you think that person will bear that responsiblity ? The answer is no, my dear girl can you please wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-8350078032579517270?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8350078032579517270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8350078032579517270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/left-or-right.html' title='left or right?'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-8633719768863627043</id><published>2010-01-22T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T22:28:29.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>談談一個微笑</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;To Rain：&lt;br /&gt;
你曾經對我說“天下沒有不散的宴席”我不得不同意，天下的確是沒有不散的宴席。可是與其比喻成那麼淒涼，不如說“人生就像一支舞蹈。當演結束，公眾散場，閉幕了。我們沒有理由在臺上錶演。”至少那能減少你的痛苦，隱藏你的淚水。&lt;br /&gt;
其實我們都是同一種人，我們不愿把內心的人事物表達。我們選擇了，反鎖我們內心世界不願被人觸碰。正所謂如此，我們的表情常常以微笑來帶過。&lt;br /&gt;
在臺上，我們的表情不禁真情表露。對於我們舞蹈；是一面雙面刀。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-8633719768863627043?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8633719768863627043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8633719768863627043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_22.html' title='談談一個微笑'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-8910153266339899675</id><published>2010-01-18T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:10:28.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry Cryer</title><content type='html'>You are hard as stone. You hardly ever cry. You only cry when you're angry or badly hurt. Sometimes tears seem to fall for no reason, but they really fall because of how you feel inside. You should let your emotions come out more and dont fight back your tears. If you hide your emotions, they will build up and eventually come out all at once when it is least convienent for you and your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-8910153266339899675?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8910153266339899675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8910153266339899675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/angry-cryer.html' title='Angry Cryer'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-4303446141529705863</id><published>2010-01-18T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:33:15.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow up ?</title><content type='html'>I feel much much better after taking my "Anorexia medicine"&amp;nbsp; I am not suffering from anorexia , relax guys. I suffering from some eating disorder problem. But it is alright now , huiqi has send me some medicine which cant be found in Singapore (weird),webcam with her using my x mas present given by Alex korkor. She say&amp;nbsp;i look like some sort of ol if i pin up my hair. Indirectly she say i look old in dress or skirt. Please Dress / Skirt is 100% not suitable for me. Please kill me if i wear any dress or skirt, other than school uniform or dance costume.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Lastly I miss DTCY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-4303446141529705863?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4303446141529705863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4303446141529705863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/grow-up.html' title='Grow up ?'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-3312137670581564361</id><published>2010-01-18T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:17:39.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Who is DTCY ? &lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;自己慢慢猜，讓你歇斯底裡。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Kristtttttttttt"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-3312137670581564361?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3312137670581564361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3312137670581564361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_4805.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-1647004559811471562</id><published>2010-01-18T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:16:45.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Are you more towards girls or boys? &lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;70%Boys 30% girls Afterall i am a tomboy :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Kristtttttttttt"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-1647004559811471562?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1647004559811471562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1647004559811471562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_2825.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-3184635676224351404</id><published>2010-01-18T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T19:01:53.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Kristtttttttttt" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Kristtttttttttt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-3184635676224351404?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3184635676224351404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3184635676224351404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_18.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5740303519819532462</id><published>2010-01-17T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:03:12.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly pic of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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School work and dance can kill me. I hate doing homework after mass CCA , I wish no more Mass CCA ,&amp;nbsp; I want more time&amp;nbsp;to complete&amp;nbsp;my homework, why one day there is only 24 hours and sleeping take up 8 hours of my day. I find that i don't have enough time to do my homework after my cca or i am too tired.I hate my chinese composition. Got some lousy mark 59 out of 70 ,i hate it but i guess i have to push myself even harder than expect.&amp;nbsp;I got to work hard for every single things that i have for now , i don't want it to slip pass me. I want to do next year O level Maths , O level chinese. At lest got A2 for this two subject ,when comes to sec 5 i will have less subject to study and more time for revision. I hate myself for being so useless or being so slow in learning stuff. Why am i sooo stupid when comes to study? Next week got POA test , i need to study it well at lest try to remember every single detail. I got to score well for every class test/common test/ exam. That the only thing that i can truly forgive myself.&lt;br /&gt;
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I miss baby , i don't know why. If my brain was a hard disk , he take up almost 99% of my memory.Leaving that 1% of my memory to remember my stuff. I miss baby sms , calls and etc. So sad baby having his O level this year, he is pack with Tuition and school work while i am pack with my Tuition , Dance, Schoolwork. I hate school reopen because it drift me away from my baby.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't offer any WEBCAM service ( oh my god)&amp;nbsp;, for those people add me in ICQ&amp;nbsp;or QQ. For god sake , my account is being share by either HuiQi or Rain. So i can only say that you are being trick by them , for " 欲念“ i don't i will ever continued with it , just let the story end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-9018169230125543191?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/9018169230125543191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/9018169230125543191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-need-break.html' title='I need a break'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-417140815009579545</id><published>2010-01-10T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:29:10.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>最后的华尔兹、</title><content type='html'>I am back to blogging due to Huiqi ask me to update it. Gonna update my past two days life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wake up at 6am.Brushed my teeth,made a cup of&amp;nbsp;coffee(again i skip my breakfast)&amp;nbsp;Start doing my E maths homework(but i still cant solved that few questions) , revised for my E maths due to monday got test&amp;nbsp;and rest of the subjects till 10am. Got changed and prepared to meet JieYing(OB) &amp;amp; Ou Xiang at Outrum Park.&amp;nbsp;Told John&amp;nbsp;i will be late for tuition.&amp;nbsp;After that take&amp;nbsp;Train and planed to wait for Xiao Bu Dian (Potato) but she was like soo late.&amp;nbsp;We decided to go&amp;nbsp;YiLing's place first, Ou Xiang start doing her piano homework while Ob and me was exploring the whole Geylang.After that Xiao bu Dian finally reach , we order 麻辣烫 and drinks. After that Ob and Ou xiang went back first leaving me and xiao bu dian.I am waiting for Xiao bu dian to clear her food. Messaged Baby for awhile, take train back to SengKang for tuition. I was late for tuition for 1 hour 30minutes. Told John about the result of my appeal for A maths. 2 hours of tuition then message with Jane. Meet her at her place , shopped for cosmetic bush and etc. Gave her a new Lip brush( A lip brush can replace a eyebrown bush/ Eye shadow brush), next help her to apply her "sweet innocent make up" . Meet up with Poker , Xin and his gf(don't remember her name) , Have dinner together but i didn't eat alot. "Steal" Jane fries and play 2 round of pools. First round i win the ladys&amp;nbsp;, Xin and Poker are going to get even&amp;nbsp;for their girlfriends.&amp;nbsp;I was bullied by 4 people&amp;nbsp;whoes average was 17 years old, in the end i lost. They puffed awhile then i head back&amp;nbsp;home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wake up around&amp;nbsp;8am.&amp;nbsp;Did some stretching for around 1 hour message baby. On phone with him around 1 hour also. Changed and went down to popular to buy my workbook and stuffs. Trained to meet baby, went to his house to revise on my Physic and E maths. Baby coach me on my physic( i hate PHYSIC) and Social Studies. He can be my tuition teacher for physic. Study awhile then baby went down to play taxes with his jie and mei. Baby keep wining my money or maybe i should put in that way " i suck in playing&amp;nbsp;taxes" Played till 6pm , baby send me back home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Damien : School work drifted us apart but we promise each other to meet up at lest 1 time per week.I start to miss your hugs and kisses after you send me back. But after all those obstacle we been through this relationship start to be sweet again . "Although sometimes might be very hurtful, but it will be alright soon after. after the hurts, there will always sweet moments to come. which will makes you feel all the hurts and pains is all worth it. and you will forget about all those pains &amp;amp; hurts."Taken from Huiqi / Rain. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lastly, DTCY is belong to me only.&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yvonne: Cheer up xingan. You still got this baobei to accompany you. As i told you , if you need me just sms or call me. My phone is 24/7 for you =) Single isn't big deal just don't neglect your self. I also don't know when i got the time to meet up with you. I am packed , maybe during chinese new year we can meet up or during March holiday. But then if we meet up , you must talk alot ok! &lt;br /&gt;
BaoBei &amp;lt;3 Xingan &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It's our first month annivsary. &lt;br /&gt;
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I know i've been very&amp;nbsp;bad to you most of the time, you put up with all my anger all the time without any complain.I feel really guilty whenever you give in to me. I apologise for giving you so much problems&amp;nbsp;during the&amp;nbsp;past one month.We have been through lots of ups and downs,&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;breaked and patched back. Through those problems that we've had encountered, i truly realised the importance of your presence.I know there will be more obstacles for us to overcome in future. Also, its not going be easy but i'll be walking through with you. :)&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks for every small little things that you've done.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; Damien Tang Cheng Yung&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-801658675813961316?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/801658675813961316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/801658675813961316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-baby-its-our-first-month-annivsary.html' title='Damien(L)'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-2517339923627589481</id><published>2010-01-05T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:51:04.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally know how unique is my subject combination.</title><content type='html'>Seocond day of school!Early in the morning,i didn't bring phone to school. Because my phone was taken away by my mother.Ms Kaur caught my fringe again.Nevermind i intend to clip it up anyway.My fringe is getting longer. more and more irritating.&lt;br /&gt;
Went back to homeroom instead of having chinese lesson.After Ft admin,&amp;nbsp;changed and prepare for P.e. I love p.e because&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;year&amp;nbsp;our p.e teacher is Mr Loh instead of Mr Sim(i will die if he teach our class).I don't have to wear skirt for 1h30min.Next period is SS. Not bad , history and SS seem alike but why FTPSS don't offer History to sec 3 NA. Have recess with&amp;nbsp;Idol,Potato,Ob,I's friends. I&amp;nbsp;don't have any appetite to eat after&amp;nbsp;what&amp;nbsp;Ob said.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ob:小不点告诉你一件事，关于你的honey Dog。&lt;br /&gt;
Patato：&amp;nbsp;什么事，他不是我的honey.&lt;br /&gt;
我：ob什么事？&lt;br /&gt;
ob：刚才你的honey转身，我班有一位女说：“omg he is so&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; HANDSOME”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
我，potato，ob：-呕-（加音效）&lt;br /&gt;
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I really cant believe it , somebody say 王董 so handsome. I feel like vomiting -PUKE- After recess change back to my uniform(haiz i hate wearing skirt). Went for Mrs Pang lesson. The whole geography lesson was filled with laughter because of Bryan(sicko) , Sean(Bryan's ghey partner)&amp;nbsp;, Melvyn , Him , Kelvin.&lt;br /&gt;
Another class&amp;nbsp;joke that makes Chee&amp;nbsp;Hao quite dulan when Mrs Pang was talking.&lt;br /&gt;
Melvyn:Tan&lt;br /&gt;
Kelvin:Chee&lt;br /&gt;
Him:Bye&lt;br /&gt;
Equal : Tan Chee Bye&lt;br /&gt;
Chee Hao - Dulan-&lt;br /&gt;
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Before we left the for Geography , Chee Hao said something"who dare to say bye" In the end , the whole class say bye .That's make Chee Hao even more dulan. Next is 2 period of Art. Miss sheryl woon promised us to get a1 for art for n level.(arrow pointing at rina) She&amp;nbsp;told us what to bring or whats the coming activity.&amp;nbsp;I feel like sleeping , lights off and&amp;nbsp;Miss sheryl woon voice was sooo soft.After that we collect picture from magazine and paste it&amp;nbsp;into our sketch book. That's how i spend my 2 period of art lesson. Ft admin again for 15min. School end for&amp;nbsp;the whole school only sec3 express and 3n1 need to stay back for&amp;nbsp;Sci(Bio/Chem) , POA/A Maths.&amp;nbsp;Mrs Graet was our bio teacher. My bio class only have 8 pupils. While rest of the class choose chem instead of bio. So sad,why almost every subject i take seem to be so less pupil. Mrs Graet ask us to take out our textbook.Another funny thing. Out of the whole class, i was the only one who buy the right bio book.Those who buy their book from the&amp;nbsp;school , the uncle give them pure bio. Mrs Graet spend almost 1 period&amp;nbsp;talking about why student retain at 3n. I finally know why it is soo important in 3n even though you pass Mid year / End of year. Because you still need to take class test / common test even if you are sick. No excuse is given&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;retest.(sound stupid isn't it?)Class test /&amp;nbsp;Common test really weight alot in&amp;nbsp;end of year.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Bio lesson ended at 3pm&amp;nbsp;but i still got&amp;nbsp;POA. Again POA is another class with 8 pupils. Mrs Ng&amp;nbsp;starting to teach about roles of accounting.She is&amp;nbsp;making me so confused&amp;nbsp;(everything she&amp;nbsp;print the worksheet is all from the text book , word by word somemore)&amp;nbsp;I was busy highlight all the key points and doing my worksheet at the same time.So i also didn't really bother.Class end at&amp;nbsp;3.45pm , waited for Potato &amp;amp; Yu Chen bused home.&lt;br /&gt;
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P/s:&amp;nbsp;Combin Science (phy/bio)&amp;nbsp;+ POA + ART = UNIQUE. Cause i&amp;nbsp;am the only person who pick this combination. Isn't&amp;nbsp;this unique?&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3 D.T.C.Y(two more days to&amp;nbsp;our 1st month , bet i cant celebrate with you Sad)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-2517339923627589481?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2517339923627589481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2517339923627589481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/unique.html' title='I finally know how unique is my subject combination.'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-1473614789639857236</id><published>2010-01-04T18:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:06:50.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never regretted of loving you.</title><content type='html'>New&amp;nbsp;year, new look , new attitude. Had my first day of school , wasn't that good. Somebody say i look more feminine compare to last year.Maybe is i put my fringe down or i seriously become&amp;nbsp;more lady like. But my character still there , tomboy as usual.&amp;nbsp;I cant get use to it when i saw&amp;nbsp;last year sec 2 boys wearing long pants. It look so weird and funny.&amp;nbsp;Enough of my&amp;nbsp;jokes.&amp;nbsp;Comes to school work i hate it to the core. First day of school start teaching&amp;nbsp;E maths and abit of English.&amp;nbsp;End&amp;nbsp;school at 3pm because&amp;nbsp;sec 3 express and&amp;nbsp;through train need to stay back for A math/ Poa. Tomorrow i need to stay back till 3.45pm because i got Bio and poa lesson after&amp;nbsp;school. I could say this&amp;nbsp;year it is going to be a busy&amp;nbsp;year for me.Lastly i miss D's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-1473614789639857236?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1473614789639857236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1473614789639857236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-never-regretted-of-loving-you.html' title='I never regretted of loving you.'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5433994275743188577</id><published>2010-01-03T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:41:13.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S0BswV-wiuI/AAAAAAAAAow/TP8Zn9q1Lws/s1600-h/DSC00993.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S0BswV-wiuI/AAAAAAAAAow/TP8Zn9q1Lws/s320/DSC00993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Just back from KK hospital. Feeling tired and&amp;nbsp;very uncomfortable right now. I hate to see doctor, take in medicine.I better stop&amp;nbsp;it if not this is going to be a&amp;nbsp;whiny post. Wake&amp;nbsp;up at 5.30am prepare for work.&amp;nbsp;Skip breakfast ( as usual -.-) and did some stretching if not i think i cant even walk&amp;nbsp;properly.That can show how serious it is.&amp;nbsp;My work&amp;nbsp;end at 12pm,&amp;nbsp;pack up and get my pay. Not bad few days i earn around $200++. got change&amp;nbsp;train to CCK , get my money from&amp;nbsp;Joe.She&amp;nbsp;still own me$50.I wonder when can i able to meet up with her when school reopen.Plan to meet D's&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;it was cancel.So went to meet Jy,since&amp;nbsp;my stuff was with her.Got call from Jane(Poker's&amp;nbsp;Girlfriend.)&amp;nbsp;She was crying on the other end.Jy and me cabbed down to her place.Tried my best to calm her down but&amp;nbsp;in vain. So i called Poker and request to have a small gathering at the usual.Meanwhile Jy is helping Jane&amp;nbsp;with her hair. I turn on msn and just nice&amp;nbsp;Huiqi was&amp;nbsp;using Krykry msn. Webcam with her because i suck in doing smokey eyes make up. (Thank you for the tips huiqi) Overall not bad although it&amp;nbsp;was my first time doing make&amp;nbsp;up&amp;nbsp;on someone else face.&amp;nbsp;I still got to admit that i wasn't that good compare to Rina and Huiqi. After&amp;nbsp;her hair and make up was&amp;nbsp;done.Jy start to coach her about "how to seduce men tips"&amp;nbsp;i was laughing like siao. After&amp;nbsp;her so call coaching , cabbed down to the usual place. We excuse ourself. Then we cabbed down to KK hospital , i&amp;nbsp;really cant take it anymore.&amp;nbsp;I let Jy see the fragile side of me. Again&amp;nbsp;my heartbeat is faster than normal person. I&amp;nbsp;really hate it but i cant do anything. The nurse take my&amp;nbsp;pulse rate , blood pressure and&amp;nbsp;etc. After that , she give&amp;nbsp;me&amp;nbsp;an injection to reset&amp;nbsp;my heartbeat. So i was told to rest till 3am.Jy was kind enough to buy&amp;nbsp;paper and straws for me to kill time. I start to fold those straws into straw hearts.I told Jy to leave as it was too late for her,&amp;nbsp;called my mum lied to her that i staying over at friend's house.&amp;nbsp;I don't want&amp;nbsp;anybody to worry about me. Till 3am i thought i can go home but the&amp;nbsp;nurse held me up.She told me another doctor wants to see&amp;nbsp;me. I don't really mind after all i lied to my mum that i am staying over at friends house. The doctor ask me alot question. Alot i don't feel like answering him. He know i am skipping my meals , injection glucose and vitamin into my vein. I got to admit , i am used to it. I simply don't feel like eating. So later he give me another injection. Ask me rest till tomorrow morning for some blood test. I didn't rest at all , i was busy folding straw hearts and paper roses. I don't know why i am not sleepy or hungry. So everything end at 4pm. Take train back home. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Another quiz given from Huiqi.(i feel like killing this woman)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;01 . What have you been doing recently ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;02 . Do you ever turn your cell phone off ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;03 . What happened at 10.00am today ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I was busy folding paper roses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;04 . When did you last cry ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Not long ago.... don't ask me about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;05 . Believe in fate / destiny ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Maybe, maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;06 . What do you want in your life right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Someone, something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;07 . Do you carry an umbrella when it rains , or just put up your hood ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I walk in the rain. It is the best place for crying , nobody knows that you are crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;08 . What's your favourite thing to have on your bed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;My pillow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;09 . What bottom are you wearing now ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Black FBT shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;10 . What's the nicest text in your inbox say ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"Ok, you are the best" (Sounds so reluctant, I know!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;11 . Do you tend to make a relationship complicated ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;12 . Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If my extensions are hair from someone else, then yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;13 . What was the last movie you caught ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; AVATAR♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;14 . What are you proud of ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Nothing. Maybe I'm proud of my retarded-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;15 . What does the oldest text message in your inbox say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"My mama borrow 10 and we today take cab 2 times plus we watch movie"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;16 . What was the last song you sang out loud ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;17 . Do you have any nicknames ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Zaizai, KristSharon,P.O.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;18 . What does your last received text message say ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"Me! answer my call lei"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;19 . What time did you go to bed last night ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I didn't sleep at all ,busy folding hearts and roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;20 . Are you currently happy ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Somewhat contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;21 . Who gives you best advice ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Huiqi?Sheryl?Krykry?Rina?Rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;22 . Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;No, whipped cream tastes disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;23 . Who did you talk on phone last night ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Huiqi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;24 . Is anything bugging you right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yes , but i don't feel like saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;25 . What / who was the last thing / person to make you laugh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Huiqi,i cant say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;26 . Do you wear toe socks ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Nope.... Do you think i am those girlish girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;27 . Who was the last person you missed a call from ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Private number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;28 . Have you ever had your heartbroken ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;29 . What annoys you most in a person ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Questioning. Giving Hot and Cold -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;30 . Do you have a crush on anyone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;31 . Have you ever hone a cocaine ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Drugs are illegal in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;32 . What is the colour of your room ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;White.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;33 . Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;34 . Do you believe in the saying of : Talk is cheap ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yes. Actions speak louder than words. And for all you might know, they might just be barking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;35 . Who was the last person to lie in your bed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Alex korkor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;36 . Who was the last person to hug you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Damien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;37 . Did anyone see that last person you kissed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;38 . Do you have a life ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;39 . Have you ever think someone died , when they really didn't die ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yes. I even dream about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;40 . What is the reason behind your profile song ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I didn't put any profile song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;41 . Who was the last person you saw in your dream ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Krykry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;42 . Last time you smiled ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;5 minutes ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;43 . Have you changed this year ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;People said I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;44 . What are you listening right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I See You - Leona Lewis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;45 . Are you talking to someone when you doing this ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;46 . Do you walk with your eyes open or closed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Open. I'm not dumb enough to do so with my eyes closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;47 . Is there a quote you live by ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"Being retarded is being a Genius."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;48 . Do you want someone you cannot have ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Depends&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;49 . Have you ever played an instrument ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Don't ask me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;50 . What was the worst idea you've had in this week ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Skip Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;51 . What are you doing last night at 11pm ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Folding straw hearts / paper roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;52 . Are you happy with your love life right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I don't know.Can say so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;53 . What song best describe you love life ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Crush - David Archuleta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;54 . Does the person know that you like him / her ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;55 . Who always make you laugh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Many people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;56 . Do you speak other language other then English ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Chinese, Cantonese ,&amp;nbsp;a bit of French&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;57 . Favourite website(S) ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;None. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;58 . What's your middle name ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Xin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;59 . What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't know ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;60 . What do you think you are like ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Like the people from IMH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;61 . Who will you choose to die with ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Krykry , Sheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;62 . Where have you been today ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Home. Too tired after back from hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;63 . What game do you play often ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;L4d 2, Killing floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;64 . Who are you missing right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Damien Tang Cheng Yung.( i miss him alot alot alot alot !!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;65 . If you have to choose between friends and Love , who will you choose ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You don't have to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;66 . What are you doing right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Doing this quiz? *raises eyebrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;67 . Which primary school are you from ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Dumb dumb&amp;nbsp;Primary School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;68 . Name 3 colour that you like .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;White, black,silver&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;69 . What emotion you like to show ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-.-|||&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;70 . What is your life to you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Something that I will have for nearly 18years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;71 . If you have something troubling you , what will you do ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Hid it and pretend that there is nothing wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;72 . Who did you last chat in msn today ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Huiqi, amy daryl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;73 . Who do you admire most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Hmm. I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;74 . Which month are you born in ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;75 . How are you feeling right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;76 . What is the time now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;9.00pm&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;77 . What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A retarded women, whose name is call si tu hui qi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;78 . What colour did you use to dye hair ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Chestnut Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;79 . Why are you doing this test ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;80 . What do you do when you're moody ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Self-entertain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;81 . At which age you wish to get married ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If i am able to live till 18 then i think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;82 . Who is more important to you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You don't have to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;83 . If today is the last day of your life , what will you do ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I'll do everything I wanted to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;84 . Who is the person you trust the most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;85 . Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;86 . If you have a dream come true , what would it be ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Today's dream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;87 . What is your goal for this year ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Studies hard , able to last long with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;88 . Do you believe in eternity love ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;89 . What feeling do you love most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Being love by him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;90 . Do you really think its Global Warming now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yes -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;91 . What feeling do you hate most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Being misunderstood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;92 . Do you cherish every single friendship of yours ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Maybe. But really depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;93 . Do you believe in God ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Skip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;94 . Who cares for you most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Huiqi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;95 . What do you think is the most important in your life ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;96 . What will you bring when you fight ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A gun?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;97 . What have you done regretted doing in your whole life ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;98 . What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I don't know , maybe hid it and pretend that nothing went wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;99 . What if your boyf / girlfriend two-timed you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I'll dump that person immediately but i don't think D's will two-timed me.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;100 . Which is more important to you , phone or computer ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Phone. You can surf the net on the phone, but you can't call people using a computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;101 . How do you feel now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;confused?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-5433994275743188577?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5433994275743188577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5433994275743188577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home!'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/S0BswV-wiuI/AAAAAAAAAow/TP8Zn9q1Lws/s72-c/DSC00993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-8034615733330184757</id><published>2010-01-02T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:12:32.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- You -&lt;br /&gt;
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First Name : Sharon&lt;br /&gt;
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Nickname : KristSharon(don't know which idiot give me this nick!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Name you wish you had : Comfirm not KRISTKRIST , &lt;br /&gt;
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What do people normally mistake your name for : Xue Ren(snow man)&lt;br /&gt;
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Birthday : 22th March&lt;br /&gt;
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Birthplace : Earth&lt;br /&gt;
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Time of Birth : i don't know?&lt;br /&gt;
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Single or taken : Taken&lt;br /&gt;
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- Your Appearance -&lt;br /&gt;
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How tall are you : 155cm(i am super short)&lt;br /&gt;
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Wish you were taller : Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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Eye colour : Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;
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Eye colour you want : Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;
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Natural Hair color : Light Brown&lt;br /&gt;
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Current Hair color : Chestnut Brown&lt;br /&gt;
Short or long hair : Long hair&lt;br /&gt;
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Ever dye your hair a bizarre color : No.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last time you did something dramatic with your hair :&lt;br /&gt;
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Glasses or contacts : Glasses&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you wear make-up : Yes , i do( not thick make up)&lt;br /&gt;
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Ever had hair extensions : No.&lt;br /&gt;
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Paint your nails : No.&lt;br /&gt;
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- In the Opposite Gender -&lt;br /&gt;
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What color eyes : (Fill in the blanks)&lt;br /&gt;
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What color hair : (Fill in the blanks)&lt;br /&gt;
Shy or Outgoing : Both&lt;br /&gt;
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Looks or personality : Personality&lt;br /&gt;
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Sexy or Cute : Both?&lt;br /&gt;
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Serious or Fun : Both&lt;br /&gt;
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Older or Younger than you : Older&lt;br /&gt;
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A turn on : Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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A turn off : No&lt;br /&gt;
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- This or That -&lt;br /&gt;
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Flowers or Chocolates :Chocolates ( i&amp;nbsp;eat flowers)&lt;br /&gt;
Pepsi or Coke : What's the difference anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rap or Rock :Rap&lt;br /&gt;
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Relationship or One-night stand : A&amp;nbsp;relationship that is able to last long.&lt;br /&gt;
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School or Work :Both&lt;br /&gt;
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Love or Money : Both&lt;br /&gt;
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Movies or Music : Both&lt;br /&gt;
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Country or City : Both&lt;br /&gt;
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Sunny or Rainy days :Rainy&lt;br /&gt;
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Friends or Family : Both?&lt;br /&gt;
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- Have You Ever -&lt;br /&gt;
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Lied : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Stole something : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Smoked : Yes.(now semi smoker)&lt;br /&gt;
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Hurt someone close to you : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Broke someone's heart : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Had your heart broken : Yes .&lt;br /&gt;
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Wondered what was wrong with you : Yes, everytimes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wish you were a prince / princess : Yes( PRINCE)&lt;br /&gt;
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Liked someone who was taken :Nope&lt;br /&gt;
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Shaved your head : Lol? I didn't cut my hair before. Trimmed before only.&lt;br /&gt;
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Been in love : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Used chopsticks : Yes, but I don't use it often&lt;br /&gt;
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Sang in the mirror to yourself : No&lt;br /&gt;
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- Favourites -&lt;br /&gt;
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Flower : White Roses&lt;br /&gt;
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Candy : Eclipse (spearmint)&lt;br /&gt;
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Song : I don't know&lt;br /&gt;
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Scent : His.&lt;br /&gt;
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Color :Black/white&lt;br /&gt;
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Movie : Anything that contained Horror , Violent ...&lt;br /&gt;
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Singer : i don't know&lt;br /&gt;
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Junk food : any.&lt;br /&gt;
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Website : &lt;a href="http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Location : Japan,paris&lt;br /&gt;
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Animal : Hedgehog&lt;br /&gt;
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Ever cried over someone : Yes. &lt;br /&gt;
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Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself : jealousy, sensitiveness.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you think you're attractive : No&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you play any sports : Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Rules -&lt;br /&gt;
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Link to your taggers and post these rules.&lt;br /&gt;
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List eight random facts about yourself and tag eight people.&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, here goes my "eight random facts" :&lt;br /&gt;
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1. I WANT HIM!&lt;br /&gt;
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2. I WANT TO LASTLONG WITH HIM&lt;br /&gt;
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3. I LOVE MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. I LOVE HIM.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. I WANT TO CHANGE MY PHONE WITH RINA.&lt;br /&gt;
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6. I WANT TO RECOVER&lt;br /&gt;
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7. I AM FEELING HYPER NOW&lt;br /&gt;
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8. YOU BETTER TALK TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;
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- Tags -&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Joe&lt;br /&gt;
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2. Jean&lt;br /&gt;
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3. Damien&lt;br /&gt;
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4. Corrine&lt;br /&gt;
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5. Yvoone&lt;br /&gt;
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6. Jiaying&lt;br /&gt;
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7. Yockyen&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #674ea7;"&gt;"Every girl needs a man; the kind that will treat you right as well as others; the kind that has enough respect for himself, family, and others; the one that will change for you to just be with you. The kind that searches for you with his heart, &lt;strong&gt;the kind that can be trusted alone with a room full of many other beautiful ladies&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;the kind that won’t cheat on you cause he knows he’s got all he wants and needs already&lt;/strong&gt;, the kind that’s willing to be your friend and lover, the kind that doesn’t mind calling early in the morning to say good morning and late at night to say good night; maybe even sing you a good morning and tell you a good night story or talk to you until you fall asleep. &lt;strong&gt;That kind that will do anything for you, even if it’s just to buy your favorite kind of candy. &lt;/strong&gt;The kind that will defend and fight for you, the kind that won’t ditch you for his friends when you need him the most, the kind that won’t leave you lonely and wondering. The kind that isn’t afraid to smile to his friends every time you’re around and tell them, “She’s the one.” The kind that appreciates you for the things to do for him, even if they’re small gestures. The kind that actually thanks you for the little love notes you leave him, the kind that is willing to wait for you when you’re falling behind, the kind that will actually open the door for you, take you out on dates once in a while and buy you flowers cause it’s a Wednesday. The kind that notices your hair when you just got it cut or done beautifully for him, the kind that reminds you that he loves you and that he’s happy with you in case you forget. The kind that kisses your forehead when you’re down, &lt;strong&gt;the kind that tells you to be strong and not to cry&lt;/strong&gt;, the kind that will go through think and thin with, and for you, &lt;strong&gt;the kind that just loves you for who you are&lt;/strong&gt;. That kind of man, that’s the kind you keep."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am still ain't sure should i give up on dance.&lt;br /&gt;
Dance seem like a burden to me for now.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d;"&gt;"&amp;nbsp;Some&amp;nbsp;people come into our lives and quickly go. Others stay awhile, make footprints on our hearts and we are never, ever the same. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-5046069546259819603?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5046069546259819603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5046069546259819603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-resolution.html' title='2010 Resolution'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5194698535747347380</id><published>2010-01-01T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:36:11.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>舞蹈最重要的不是输与赢，是过程。</title><content type='html'>我们都是音乐里的小恶魔。&lt;br /&gt;
眼神与舞步是我们的给观众致命的武器，&lt;br /&gt;
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I do beseech you-- Though I perchance am vicious in my guess (As I confess it is my nature's plague To spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy Shapes faults that are not), that your wisdom yet From one that so imperfectly conjects Would take no notice, nor build yourself a trouble Out of his scattering and unsure observance. &lt;br /&gt;
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Author: William Shakespeare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-5194698535747347380?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5194698535747347380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5194698535747347380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='舞蹈最重要的不是输与赢，是过程。'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-2519483990578143121</id><published>2009-12-29T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:41:32.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work+ Dance = I am going die soon</title><content type='html'>Yes, he got reply me but he say he was busy. Nevermind i guess , he is always busy. I think i am used to it already. But i got a weird feeling towards him, i felt guilty towards him.&amp;nbsp;Because i&amp;nbsp;S_._._._._ Him A_._._._._._._.&amp;nbsp;Back to the topic,&amp;nbsp;dance seriously kill me.&amp;nbsp;I feel so tired after&amp;nbsp;training. My legs are numb. Plus tomorrow i am going to start working.&amp;nbsp;I wonder how am i able to work after my dance. I just take over Jy's place for few days. From tomorrow onward till 2nd jan(12pm) i am&amp;nbsp;working. Don't bother to ask me out.&amp;nbsp;A good news that , i don't need to wear HIGH HEELS! Just that i need to put on basic make up and skirt.(cant be help-.-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-2519483990578143121?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2519483990578143121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/2519483990578143121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2009/12/work-dance-i-am-going-die-soon.html' title='Work+ Dance = I am going die soon'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-8018953291432567016</id><published>2009-12-28T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:37:58.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ftpss-chinesedance.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html"&gt;Not full out &lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;( don't bother to look out for me , because i wasn't&amp;nbsp; in the video!)&lt;br /&gt;
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I am super tired after come back from dance.Seriosuly i want admit something. BaiShou is really a killer dance for me. My juniors should know why. I hate the couple part, it is dam annoying.&amp;nbsp;I am not used to those move.Bernice become my partner, when RuiLing jiejie change Amanda's postion. I used to be dancing the same step as Bernice. Now i have to learn Amanda's step, i guess i have no choice but to learn it.I miss "擦窗".Another tiring part ( you will see them in video),i have to dance with junior and senior the same step but at different time. That is another killer moves for me, my legs are super tired after one full out plus i am sweating(you wont want to see it).&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't want any advice from anyone. I promised i will get over it , but it seem that somehow i cant let go.You should know .... by yourself. Anyways&amp;nbsp;they are always living in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Qratts Lion aka Battledoom finally level 200(so long!)Qratts myself on 152, i quit le. But SITUHUIQI , can you please play back your KryKry now? I already help you 152 le. You promised help KryKry level 200 by end of june next year.So i leave the toughest job to you. 48 more level to go Huiqi =)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-7348419900847022670?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7348419900847022670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/7348419900847022670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2009/12/qratts-lion-aka-battledoom-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Szb4pdeE5DI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ENw1rYFg6EM/s72-c/Maple0376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-4126331471853456573</id><published>2009-12-26T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T15:30:43.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je Détester Vous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/SzWuhuEEJdI/AAAAAAAAAnY/SsjiwL6x5go/s1600-h/19642_221435638811_596703811_3034152_7815479_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419429620934256082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/SzWuhuEEJdI/AAAAAAAAAnY/SsjiwL6x5go/s400/19642_221435638811_596703811_3034152_7815479_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shann act rich XP
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/SzWuhauQ_hI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/pL42U-cXq0Q/s1600-h/19642_221377348811_596703811_3033722_8095693_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419429615742549522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/SzWuhauQ_hI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/pL42U-cXq0Q/s400/19642_221377348811_596703811_3033722_8095693_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the best photo that i ever take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those photo it was taken at D's place. A lot of them are found in face book. By the way i look dam horrible. Don't be shock if you see them.

&lt;div&gt;Thinking back`for the end of year 2oo9.
My tomboy character are still there.I hate to wear skirt or dress a lot!!! There are&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;1&lt;/s&gt;,&lt;s&gt;2&lt;/s&gt;,&lt;s&gt;3&lt;/s&gt;,&lt;s&gt; 4&lt;/s&gt; ,&lt;s&gt;5&lt;/s&gt; ,&lt;s&gt;6&lt;/s&gt; ,&lt;s&gt;7&lt;/s&gt; ,&lt;s&gt;8,&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;9&lt;/s&gt; ,10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; skirt &amp;amp; dress in my closet.
Reason for hating it:
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1)On earth have you ever see any tomboy wear skirt/dresses?
2) I feel DAM uncomfortable even i am wearing my school uniform
3)Wearing skirt make me feel gross and girlish.YUCKS!
4)Wearing dresses or skirt make me feel older than i look(MATURE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5)I SIMPLY HATE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Bad aren't that to the worse while i learnt and understand a lot of aspect in life.
Enriching year for life experience at the same time boring year as it ended quite peacefully.Made new friends and lost some, or should i say Two.As for studies,grades improve and manage make it to through train.That means more homework, need to study harder.I don't want to disappointed my parent or Rina.Lastly i want to thank two person. Xing and Huiqi. They are my best friend even thought we somehow drift apart. They are most willing to listen to my problem whenever i need help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there will always be a rainbow after the downpour, everything is going be alright.Just like what i have said to Rain" tolerate , is the key." so i have got to remember this as well.quoted from HuiQi, "if you're willing to love, and get hurt, then that's love." totally agree with it. although sometimes might be very hurtful, but it will be alright soon after. after the hurt, there will always sweet moments to come. which will makes you feel all the hurts and pains is all worth it. you will forget about all those pains &amp;amp; hurts. i keep reminding myself, not to give up it is not worth just giving up like that. I am still waiting for his message. Sound silly is it? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Because i trust him that he will do something regarding this relationship.Not breaking up instead he will slowly clear off those doubt that i have.I guess i have to give him sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.(Hope he don't disappointed me again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like Huiqi and Gab relationship, 6 years+(sorry i don't remember when you both stead)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have up and downs. In this relationship , they tried to end this relationship due to family objection and other problems. But in the end they overcome those problem. And next year they are getting marry. A blink of an eye , 6 years have passed. I am so envy of them (!) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reminder" I WILL NOT WEAR DRESS ON THAT DAY!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-4126331471853456573?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4126331471853456573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/4126331471853456573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2009/12/je-detester-vous.html' title='Je Détester Vous'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/SzWuhuEEJdI/AAAAAAAAAnY/SsjiwL6x5go/s72-c/19642_221435638811_596703811_3034152_7815479_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5202285183585274945</id><published>2009-12-25T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T00:48:51.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POOL!</title><content type='html'>I was spending Christmas Eve alone.(again) Nothing much to update about yesterday. Playing maple whole Afternoon.I officially announce that : "i retired from maple. Give back &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KryKry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HuiQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as i already 151. It's time for me quit"Receive message from D and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ming. Plan to go out with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ming today but last minutes i cancel it. I don't want to give him any hope for patch. I am sick so how am i suppose to go out with him? I am having fever now at 39.6 degree.
Anyway since mum let me have my visa for one day. I should go out with her , spend time with her.Have some nice dinner. Tomorrow going out with Daryl , Anthony &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to play pool. I need to improve my skill in order to win RAIN!
(edit)
Back from the pub. Today is Rina's Birthday as well as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xin's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Birthday. Went out with mum at Orchard. I ask mum one funny question.
Me:Mum what if i got caught during school reopen for not dying my hair back?
Mum:Ask your teacher call me.
Me:What are you going to say if teacher wants to speak to you?
Mum:Just tell them you are lack of vitamin, that why your hair turn light brown.
ME:.....?(what a funny mum i have)
My mum take me go shopping. I feel like a small kids when she is present. Cause she is always throwing dress to me. Ask me to wear(sorry no picture for this), then at last mum brought me one dress which cost about $45.(seriously my closet got so many dress but i don't even bother to wear them but why my mum keep buying them?) Just nice i meet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Poker(two gays), they join us for dinner. We celebrate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xin's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Birthday at pub.Mum allow me to go as long i am fine. Stupid &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; request me to eat (.....) , so bitter.I have no choice but to eat this , who ask today is his birthday. So i eat it , there goes a saying"吃得苦中苦，方为人上人."Mix with some 20+(old uncle), all being bullying by me. Get to play pool for one round. Guess what i did? I accidentally hit the white ball in the hole. Poker help me to pay for that one round. Then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Poker send me back.


P.S.
As for R/s, I send him one message.If he want to leave , I will let him have his way.Someone has taught me something. If you put in your heart and soul in this relationship, no matter whats the outcome of this relationship. You wont felt regret because you have already try your best. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The first rule of love is to trust.&lt;/span&gt;Without trust how are you able to last long with the person you love. So i leave everything to him. "&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A lost love is something you can't get back, But you're back again so stay and don't go. "&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-5202285183585274945?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5202285183585274945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5202285183585274945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2009/12/pool.html' title='POOL!'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-8026947271355015088</id><published>2009-12-23T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:16:50.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(insert title)</title><content type='html'>lolxToday topic:
1)She
2)Relationship

Thank you HuiQi for that post.It somehow cheer me up.But seriously a part of me had die.
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Relationship:
I really don't know what to do regarding my relationship. Should i let go or carry on? Yesterday have a long chat with HuiQi. I was crying on the other end. I may look strong but when come to relationship. I tend to be like krykry. I am willing to give chances because i really want to last long. But i don't want to end up like Krykry. Damien , i really don't want to end this relationship. But i don't know what can i do anymore. It seem i cant secure your heart. Maybe i am not the right one for you?
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(EDIT at 12.16am)&lt;/span&gt;
Thanks for cheering me up.I know you act like you don't care on the phone. I know you always "throw back" to me. Somehow i wish you could do something regarding this relationship. You know a relationship wont last long without two person trying. There are a lots things i want to tell you , but i don't have that courage to do so. Let me be frank with you, it seem that we aren't that close anymore. I sense that your feeling towards me is fading. I don't know which one of us has change. I started to miss your sweet talk , your morning sms , your calls, your concern and your love.You always say i think too much.But how can i stop it when you seem like giving me cold shoulder? I know you are busy with your stuff but can you spend some time with me? This little girl wants your attention for a moment that's all. This isn't a lot rite?A lot things i pretend i don't mind.I keep it to myself because i don't want stir up any unnecessary argument between us. But I don't want to bottle up those feeling anymore because i can foretell if i don't do this ,those minor problem may lead to bigger misunderstanding.Plus i am trying my best to make this relationship succeed.(you know it why) I admit i am a very easy jealous person. I hate to see you are being so close with them compare to me. When we go out , we act like couple. When we are on phone , we act like normal friends. Sometime i wonder where is that Damien Tang i used to know? He used to be so sweet towards me , always giving in to me.But now i don't know am i thinking too much or asking too much from you. I even dare to hold your hand when we are near my block. I know there is a high possibility of being caught. But i still do it because i want earn back your secure and trust. It seem so hard for me because i feel like i am the only person who is trying.It is pointless when your own boyfriend don't even appreciate it.So now what do you want me to do? Can you tell me? I don't want that answer " you thinking too much , you creating trouble for yourself." How are we going to improve on this relationship when you don't even let me know your feeling or thoughts. I don't want another break up to be solution. &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Breaking up isn't the best solution&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sorry for being&lt;strong&gt; DAM&lt;/strong&gt; straightforward , i know my words hurt you a lot. But i don't have a choice because i don't want to bottle it.)
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&lt;/span&gt;P.S.
I will be fine after sometime(should be a long time) because i cant get over Krykry. The pain is unbearable.Now there is a wound in my heart, the only way i can do is.... Don't let anyone to enter my heart. Because i cant find another person that i can rely on just like Krykry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-8026947271355015088?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8026947271355015088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/8026947271355015088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2009/12/insert-title.html' title='(insert title)'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-5632415125541454481</id><published>2009-12-23T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:34:15.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel really upset right now, yes like RIGHT NOW AT THIS GOD DAMN MOMENT.I just want someone who'll be willingly to listen to me talk my heart out,someone who'll understand me better,someone who'll wipe my tears away for me when I'm down,someone who'll be there for me no matter what takes place,someone who'll tell me to be strong,
just a certain someone, what's so hard to ask for? I guess I don't deserve them maybe. Tough luck uh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-5632415125541454481?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5632415125541454481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/5632415125541454481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-feel-really-upset-right-now-yes-like.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-6519087192355560097</id><published>2009-12-23T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T11:46:01.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I haven't met you, would I fall for you? I don't plan to love you, but the feeling gets to nowhere that I love you more than how much I already love you. And it's till the extend I'd think of you each night and ask myself, why I'll love willingly when you're not loving me back?
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I was nice enough to show it when i know you were asking such bloody stuff. Do you know how irritating you are? You keep asking me where is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;krykry&lt;/span&gt;. Who do you think you are? You are her EX-BOYFRIEND.You told me your love towards her is true but what happened? You hurt her again and again. She's always the one who give in to you , but what she get in return? Pain and sorrow. What give you the right to care and concern about her. Don't you think it's too late already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-54903935499829883?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/54903935499829883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/54903935499829883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2009/12/fucking-post.html' title='Fucking Post'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-3383328042524789713</id><published>2009-12-22T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:55:49.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grab some quiz from huiqi profile(don't angry please)

Are you afraid of losing the last person who texted you?
♥ Yes. Cos that person is my mum!
Is there someone that makes you happy everytime you see them?
♥ Yes. Alot of them.
When's the last time you had a headache?
♥ Last night
Is anyone else in the room with you?
♥ Not even a single soul.
How do you feel right now?
♥ Whole body having muscles pains and two ulchers = Pain.
Does anyone call you baby?
♥ No.
Would you ever get a tattoo?
♥ No.
Can you recall the last time you sincerely like someone?
♥ Yes. I can recall it damn clearly.
What are you most anxious/excited for?
♥ Those upcoming event
What's the first thing you thought of this morning?
♥ Sms him.
What's something you really want right now?
♥ His present.
Do you know anyone who has been arrested?
♥ Yes.
Who do you turn to when you're down?
♥ Krykry , HuiQi
Have you ever thought something/someone would work out, but in the end they used you?
♥ Yes.
Would you sacrafice your life for one of your friends?
♥ It depends on how important is he/she to me.
Which would you choose.. Your love or your best friend?
♥ Can i have both?
Would you break up with your true love if he/she cheated on you?
♥ It depends on how serious is the matter that he had cheated on me.
Your lover tells you to choose between them and your best friend. Which do you choose?
♥ I've no idea
Would you risk self respect for love?
♥ Depends
Would you risk your family for material things?
♥ No.
Give me details, what type of person do you want to spend the rest of your life with?
♥ A person who is living in a simple life, normal looking but, with a great heart towards me or anyone else and _______?_______ .
Would you rather ignore those that adore you or adore those that ignore you?
♥ Depends
Would you rather hurt those that love you or love those that hurt you?
♥ Depends
Do you believe that in the end it should come down to whats best for you? Why. Why not.
♥ Yes. Cos, I've my own plan for my life that leads to the golden path and not the black path.
Would u rather.. Not hear? See? Or talk? Why?
♥ Not hear or see. I choose to escape from it
Do you enjoy drama?
♥ Yes.
Would you rather be hated for what you are than loved for what your not?
♥ Depends
Why is your best friend your best friend?
♥ Cos, I trust them.
Do you enjoy lil waynes music?
♥ Yes.
Do you like your life as a teenager?
♥ Nope
Would you rather be a teen forever or a baby forever?
♥ A baby. Cos, a baby lives in a care-free life.
Do you believe when people say they love you they always mean it?
♥ Depends.
Do you hate having to say sorry for things you didnt do?
♥ No. Cos, I'm used to saying sorry already.
Have you ever stole a friends boyfriend?
♥ No.
Do you regret it?
♥ Regret for?
Are you sorry?
♥ Sorry for?
1. Are you single?
♥ Nope.
2. Do you still love your ex?
♥ Nope, we are just friends.
3.Do you wish you could rewind time and start over with him again?
♥ Nope.
4.Does anything reminds you of your ex?
♥ Nope.
5.Who was your first love?
♥ Someone whose name is unrevealed.
6.How did you met the ex you still love?
♥ No answer
7.Do you wish you are still with him right now?
♥ Nope.
8.Can you remember his number by heart?
♥ Nope.
9.On which date were you attached with him?
♥ 18/10.
10. The date you break up with him?
♥ 12/11.
11.If you could have one wish, what would you wish for?
♥ To have a perfect life.
12.Do you cry when you think of him?
♥ Nope.
13.Ever dreamt of him?
♥ Nope.
14.Chatting with him right now?
♥ Nope.
15.Anything you wish to say here about your 3rd ex?
♥Nope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-3383328042524789713?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3383328042524789713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/3383328042524789713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2009/12/grab-some-quiz-from-huiqi-profiledont.html' title=''/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-1583933776011076796</id><published>2009-12-22T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T01:01:03.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkest period of my life</title><content type='html'>I don't feel like typing any events during the past two days. I just don't have the mood to do so. Don't ask me why or what happen because i simply wants to suffer it alone. Now in my heart there is a wound that nobody can heal it.

To that someone:
What's the point of feeling sorry? Do you think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Krykry&lt;/span&gt; will come back to me? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"The greatest mistake in my life. Letting the girl i love go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because of you , i have no choice but  suffer this.Its all your fault. If wasn't you , do you think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;krykry&lt;/span&gt; will be like this.You don't even have the right to concern about her after what you have done to her.I still have to talk to you nicely,do you think i want it?Because i promised her, i cant vent out all my anger towards you. You screwed up my life &lt;strong&gt;TOTALLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769373463803317505-1583933776011076796?l=seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1583933776011076796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769373463803317505/posts/default/1583933776011076796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seul-violoniste-is-je.blogspot.com/2009/12/darkest-period-of-my-life.html' title='Darkest period of my life'/><author><name>結</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02643529938968659802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RlgJVAwHdtw/Sy7q9muC7mI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TpLT7XA6ZNg/S220/DSC01124_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769373463803317505.post-832217135433694432</id><published>2009-12-18T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:32:14.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long post ahead!</title><content type='html'>STEP ONE: &lt;em&gt;Spell your name with songs
&lt;/em&gt;K-Kiss Me Thru The Phone by Soulja Boy
R-Requiem for a Dream(theme song)
I-I Gotta Feeling-The Black Eyed Peas
S-Sentimental PIGgy Romance -LM.C
T-The Fame-Lady Gaga

STEP TWO:
Name: yukling/Xinjie
Birth date: 2 March 1995
Nickname: Krist,Sharon
Eye Color: Black
Hair Color: Dark Brown

STEP THREE:
The shoes you wore today: I didn't go out today.
Your weaknesses:God knows
Your fear(s): God knows.
Your perfect pizza: Pizza Hut, Hawaiian!

STEP FOUR:
Your best physical feature: Being short!
Your bedtime: 12+AM, on average.

STEP FIVE: &lt;em&gt;This Or That…&lt;/em&gt;
Pepsi or Coke:Coke
McDonald’s or Burger King: McDonald's, though Burger King's onion rings are nice.
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Lipton Ice Tea
Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate
Cappuccino or Coffee: Both

STEP SIX: &lt;em&gt;Do You…
&lt;/em&gt;Smoke: Nope
Sing: Nope
Dance: Yes
Take a shower everyday: Obviously.
Have a crush: (Fill in the blank)
Think you’ve been in love: Yup.
Want to go to college: Yup
Like(d) sec school: Can say so...?
Want to get married: (Fill in the blank)
Get motion sickness: Yes
Think you’re a health freak: No.
Get along with your parents: i suppose?

STEP SEVEN:&lt;em&gt; In the past month…&lt;/em&gt;
Gone to the mall: Yes.
Eaten an entire box of Oreos: Nope.
Eaten Sushi: Don't think so.
Been on stage: No.
Gone skating: No.
Made homemade cookies: No.
Gone Skinny dipping: No.
Stolen anything: No.

STEP EIGHT: &lt;em&gt;Ever…
&lt;/em&gt;Played a game that required removal of clothing: Sadly yes
If so, was it mixed company:
-Flashed anyone: Wth, no.
Been beaten up: Nope.
Shoplifted: Definitely not.

STEP NINE:
Age you hope to be married: (Fill in the blank)
Numbers of Children: (Fill in the blank)
-Describe your Dream Wedding:(Fill in the blank)
What country would you most like to visit: Paris

STEP TEN:&lt;em&gt; In the opposite sex…
&lt;/em&gt;Best eye color: Anything will do.
Best hair color: Anything that suits him.
Short hair or long hair: Anything that looks good on him.
Height:Must not be shorter than me I'm short enough already.

STEP ELEVEN:
Number of people I could trust:(Fill in the blank).
Number of CDs that I own: Not sure.
Number of tattoos: None.
Number of piercings: Currently 2.

Personal Quiz
Who were you with yesterday? No one
Is tomorrow going to be a good day? I hope so.
Do you like anybody? I love, i don't like.

THE PAST
Ever thrown up in public? Nope
Passed out because of alcohol? Nah.
What’s on your mind RIGHT NOW?:When will this quiz end.
What kind of home would you like? Condo.
What do you want to be when you grow up? Forensic
Where do you see yourself in 5 years? I have no idea.
Do you like candy necklaces? Huh?
When was the last time you fell over or ran into something? Forgotten.
Do you listen to music every day? Yes, that's for sure.
Do you still go trick or treating? No.. -.-
What was the last thing you ate? Prawns
Are you a fast typer? Quite, i suppose.
Whats your favorite type of soda? Hmm, i don't know.
Have you ever moved? Moved house?
Have you ever won an award? Yeap.
Are you listening to music right now? Yeah. River flow in you
How long ’till your birthday? 3 month more
When were you the saddest in your whole life? (Fill in the blank)
Do you use ebay to buy or sell? Used to
Who makes you mad? Some people. To be exact, that problematic stalker.
Have you ever heard a song written about you?Nope
Something you want to happen in 2009? Yeah.

HONESTY SECTION
1. Honestly, what color is your underwear? Don't be sick please
2. Honestly, whats on your mind? I want to end this quiz NOW.
3. Honestly, what are you doing right now? Typing, just to get this quiz done?
6. Honestly, have you done something bad today? Nope.
8. Honestly, who is the last person you talked to on the phone? Mum
9. Honestly, are you jealous of someone right now? Nope.
10. Honestly, what makes you mad most of the time? I have no idea.
11. Honestly, do you bite your nails?Nope
12. Honestly, have you had an eating disorder? Yes
13. Honestly, do you want to see someone this very moment? Yeah, badly.
14. Honestly, are you keeping a big secret now? Not really.
15. Honestly, do you have a friend you don’t actually like? ho doesn't?
17. Honestly, are you in denial? Self-denial.
18. Honestly, do you get up in the middle of the night and eat? Nope.
19. Honestly, do you like anyone? I love, i don't like.
20. Honestly, does anyone like you? I don't know.

BANGER SECTION
1. What do you do when you’re mad? Talk to my friends?
2. What’s the worst thing you’ve done when you were mad? Thrown things around?
3. Ever made anyone cry when you were mad? I guess so.
4. Do you swear when you’re mad? All the time to be exact.

CRYING SECTION
1.When was the last time you actually cried? Few days ago
2. Ever cried yourself to sleep? Who don't?
3. Do certain songs make you cry? (Fill in the blank)
4. What usually makes you cry? (Fill in the blank)

HAPPY SECTION
1. Are you usually a happy person? I guess so.
2. What makes you the happiest? When everyone is happy, when there's peace.
4. Do you believe in yourself? I guess so.
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