<?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-1982687607702633440</id><updated>2011-07-30T18:51:02.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy Being Simple</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-3172573096556757913</id><published>2010-05-08T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T02:18:29.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNOUNCEMENT!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi guys my blog link had changed to http://kissmejiazhen.wordpress.com. 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letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 21px; font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;你撐著雨傘 借我那次 已經足夠我 記得一輩子&lt;br /&gt;我懂後來你不是不堅持 愛情本來就 沒萬無一失&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;淚水離開了 你的手指&lt;br /&gt;那不如讓它 流在這信紙&lt;br /&gt;我想女孩子 最貼心的是&lt;br /&gt;讓愛的人選結束的方式&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我最幸福的事 當過你的天使&lt;br /&gt;趁鼻酸能掩飾 讓我們像當時擁抱最後一次&lt;br /&gt;最幸福的事 吹蠟燭時你總為我許願的手勢&lt;br /&gt;為摯愛的人 在左邊心口保留位置 是最幸福的事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可惜愛不是 童話故事 不能夠永遠 依賴著王子&lt;br /&gt;才慢慢認識只剩兩個字 我怎麼忍心 為難你解釋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我最幸福的事 當過你的天使&lt;br /&gt;趁鼻酸能掩飾 讓我們像當時擁抱最後一次&lt;br /&gt;最幸福的事 吹蠟燭時你總為我許願的手勢&lt;br /&gt;為摯愛的人 在左邊心口保留位置 是最幸福的事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那一陣子有你 美的不像現實&lt;br /&gt;多高興每一幕都微笑著靜止&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我最幸福的事 牽著你的日子&lt;br /&gt;一段愛從開始 直至分開我們都對彼此誠實&lt;br /&gt;最幸福的事 對那片海用力大喊永遠的樣子&lt;br /&gt;想得起的事 那天和你傻笑著認識&lt;br /&gt;是最幸福的事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;ins style="display: inline-table; border-top-style: none; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/S5ygv1yvScI/AAAAAAAAACE/buF84rtEWiA/s320/piday10-hp.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448406392965646786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today, 14th of March, I found this on Google. Why is it on Google today and not other days? Because today is a PI DAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As we all know, pi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;π has the value of 22/7 and also 3.14.And, 22/7 is a more accurate value compare to 3.14. The reason TODAY is the PI DAY is because today is March 14, and the Pi is 3.14. FYI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, March 14 is more popular for countries using the month/day format (22/7 being an impossible date in this format), and the 22nd of July is more popular for countries using the day/month format (since 3/14 and 31/4 are impossible dates in this format). Got it? So Google put this very nice picture is because the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;U.S. House of Representatives recognized March 14, 2009 as National Pi Day since USA is a country using the month/day format. Not only do we have Pi Day, we even have Pi Minutes and Pi Seconds. Pi Minute occurs on March 14 at 1:59 p.m because Pi in 5 decimal numbers is 3.14159. When π is truncated to seven decimal places, it becomes 3.1415926, making March 14 at 1:59:26 p.m, and this is Pi Second. The genius founder of this Pi day is a guy named Larry Shaw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;he is now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a retired physicist at the Exploratorium who still helps out with the celebrations of Pi Day. People tend to celebrate Pi Day by eating pie, it's the most famous way of celebrating it. There's a picture about a Pi Pie in Delft University of Technology, which I found it on Wikipedia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/S5yn3I8BzfI/AAAAAAAAACU/6hrL9c-Z5PY/s1600-h/Pi_pie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/S5yn3I8BzfI/AAAAAAAAACU/6hrL9c-Z5PY/s320/Pi_pie2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448414214945361394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Actually Pi Day is not only celebrated on 14th of March. It is also celebrated in some other dates, for example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;ul style="line-height: 1.5em; list-style-type: square; margin-top: 0.3em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 1.5em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-image: url(http://bits.wikimedia.org/skins-1.5/monobook/bullet.gif); "&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;March 4: When 14% of the 3rd month has elapsed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;April 26: The Earth has traveled two radians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; of its orbit on this day (April 25 in leap years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;), reckoning from the start of the civil year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; on January 1. Thus the entire orbit divided by the distance traveled equals π; two &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Radian" title="Radian" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;r&lt;/a&gt;adians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; equals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="template-frac" style="white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;sup style="line-height: 1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;⁄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;sub style="line-height: 1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;π&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; of our orbit. This is celebrated exactly on the 41st second of the 23rd minute of the 4th hour on April 26 or the 116th day. (In leap years, it is celebrated exactly on the 3rd second of the 2nd minute of the 12th hour on April 25 or the 116th day.) This celebration is not a Pi Approximation Day; many, mathematicians included, celebrate April 26 as Pi Day and say that it should be the official Pi Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;November 10: The 314th day of the year (November 9 in leap years).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;December 21, 1:13 p.m.: The 355th day of the year (December 20 in leap years), celebrated at 1:13 for the Chinese approximation 355/113.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On Pi day 2004, a guy named Daniel Tammet recited 22514 decimal numbers for Pi. Isn't he GENIUS?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 19px; "&gt;If you want to know more about the Pi Day, just GOOGLE it =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 19px; "&gt;p/s: If the informations here sounds familiar to you, I mean word by word, please don't be surprised because I sort of copied them from Wikipedia xD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/1982687607702633440-5302006699039347022?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/5302006699039347022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2010/03/pi-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/5302006699039347022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/5302006699039347022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2010/03/pi-day.html' title='Pi Day π'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/S5ygv1yvScI/AAAAAAAAACE/buF84rtEWiA/s72-c/piday10-hp.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-3662303634078545159</id><published>2010-03-03T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:23:37.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(80, 64, 48); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some thoughts just flowing inside my brain for a few days after listening to this song... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For me, actually it reminds me of something that had hurt me a lot.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Something which I would never ever want it to repeat in my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Something which I don't really want people to know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But still I feel like posting it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;怎樣:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我這裡天快要黑了　那裡呢 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我這裡天氣涼涼的　那裡呢 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我這裡一切都變了　我變的懂事了 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我又開始寫日記了　而那你呢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我這裡天快要亮了　那裡呢 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我這裡天氣很炎熱　那裡呢 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我這裡一切都變了　我變的不哭了 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我把照片也收起了　而那你呢  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;如果我們現在還在一起會是怎樣 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我們是不是還是深愛著對方 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;像開始時那樣　握著手就算天快亮  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我們現在還在一起會是怎樣 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我們是不是還是隱瞞著對方 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;像結束時那樣　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;明知道你沒有錯 還硬要我原諒  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我不會原諒　我怎麼原諒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p/s: I AM NOT EMO-ING OKAY... PLEASE DON'T SAY THAT I AM LIKE "SOMEONE" WHO HAS AN EMO BLOG....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-3662303634078545159?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/3662303634078545159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2010/03/randoms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/3662303634078545159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/3662303634078545159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2010/03/randoms.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-8445850533980625453</id><published>2010-01-09T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T07:25:25.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enfer-comme le jour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Aujourd'hui est quelqu'un fête d'anniversaire, quelqu'un qui était par le passé très importante pour moi. Je ne sais pas pourquoi, je me sens comme je suis dans l'enfer pour la journée entière. Je me sens comme aller, autant de personnes m'ont demandées que, mais après à considérer les conditions, je sérieusement ne pense pas que je devrais révéler. Aucun point se faisant un invité non désiré et faisant le mauvais de sensation de personnes. Ces deux jours où je me sens comme je suis dans l'enfer, je se sentent juste tellement vers le bas. J'ai ri comme d'habitude, heureusement et ai agi en tant qu'habituel. Excepté celui, je ne sais pas quoi faire plus. De nos jours je tends juste à rappeler quelque chose, scènes que j'ai voulu mortel jeter loin, fermé à clef lui vers le haut ainsi il semblera jamais jamais encore juste est venu dehors dans un soudain. Aujourd'hui, je me sens juste comme pleurer, pleurant partout le jour mais sans baisse des larmes venant dehors de mes yeux. Je me sens comme cracher dehors quelque chose aujourd'hui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Je peux immobile me rappeler le jour, nous me suis cassé vers le haut pour la première fois, j'ai pleuré comme l'enfer, aucuns autres mots peux décrire mon état excepté l'enfer. Pleuré pour la nuit entière, en mangeant, étudiant et même lorsque surfant l'Internet. Il n'y a rien, totalement rien ne peut entrer dans mon esprit excepté son visage, et ses mots cruels. Deux fois. J'ai été blessé deux fois par deux personnes différentes. Ce sentiment était comme une douleur brûlante, perçant même la douleur. La deuxieme fois que nous nous sommes cassés étions vers le haut le troisième jour après que nous soyons revenus ensemble. Je n'ai senti rien qui chronomètrent, je me suis senti si engourdi mais les larmes a juste coulé dehors de mes yeux. Alors nous sommes revenus ensemble encore. Beaucoup de choses se sont produites après celle, j'ont alors commencé à l'éviter. Alors j'ai commencé à dire chacun, il était ainsi fichu gêner, si bruyant et moi ne voulez rien mais juste débarassez-vous de lui. Puis, j'ai officiellement annoncé que je ne veux pas lui parler. Quelqu'un a dit j'étais brave, certains ont dit que j'étais incroyable, mais la majeure partie du peuple ait dit que je suis cruel et sans sentiments. Personne ne sait que j'étais criant et pleurant en douleur tellement dur et tellement fort à mon coeur. J'ai fait beaucoup de choses. Mauvais. Cruel. Sans sentiments. Blesser. Il m'a parlé en faveur, innombrable des périodes, dans les entretiens, en textes. Mais je, quelle personne cruelle, juste agie fraîche et cruelle vers lui, comme si je ne m'inquiète pas de lui. Jusqu'à mes amis forcés nous à s'asseoir et parler. Mais apparemment, c'est totalement inutile. Il était sorte de me prier de ne pas le laisser, mais j'ai répondu d'une manière très anémiée.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Puis finalement le jour où j'attendais mais gravement effrayé de eu venu. Juste aprés qu'il m'ait prié de ne pas le laisser, deux heures plus tard, il a demandé une extrémité dans notre rapport. Je peux immobile me rappeler, extrêmement clair au sujet de ce qu'il a dit à moi que cet après-midi dit-il depuis toi a agi de cette façon, alors nous juste a cassé vers le haut le lah. Il a dit cela, fort, à l'avant de ma classe, devant mes amis. J'ai été totalement choqué ; J'ai pensé qu'il avait attendu un peu plus longtemps. À ce moment, je ne pourrais sentir aucune douleur ou mal à mon coeur, parce que je ne pourrais pas trouver mon coeur. À ce moment, à l'intérieur de moi étais dans un désordre, je ne pourrais pas trouver mon coeur, il ai juste disparu par l'air mince. Je ne pourrais pas le trouver ; Je n'ai pas même une chance de sentir la douleur. Tout juste s'est produit dans un soudain. Ma réaction était encore plus mauvaise ; J'ai souri à lui et ai dit, sûr, cassons juste vers le haut. Ensuite que je l'ai même salué au revoir avec une tonalité gaie. J'ai joué avec mes amis à ce moment-là, ai plaisanté avec eux et ai causé avec eux. Et encore, personne ne sait que mon coeur avait disparu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;À cette soirée, je lui ai envoyé un message avec le téléphone. Je me suis senti si injuste, me suis juste senti pourquoi je suis toujours la personne qui devrait sacrifier et souffre davantage que d'autres ? Pourquoi est-ce que tous ceux-ci se produire sont à moi ? Je l'ai aimé ainsi rien beaucoup mais pourquoi devrais je souffrir comme ceci ? C'était si injuste simplement ! Alors nous sommes revenus ensemble encore. Mais ensuite cela que j'ai commencé à l'éviter encore. J'ai essayé mon meilleur pour ne pas voir ce qu'il faisait m'a laissé rester avec lui. J'ai essayé mais je ne pourrais pas. Comment est-ce que je peux être si indifférent ? C'est impossible. Mon coeur faisait mal toutes les fois que je l'ai entendu me parler, ou essayait très dur de me parler. J'ai voulu à, mais juste ne pourrais pas lui parler que beaucoup, ne pourrait pas juste. I même dit je t'aime à d'autres types devant lui, agi comme il était air, comme rien, comme je ne m'inquiète pas de lui. Alors la partie blessante est venue po. Il m'a appelé sans coeur. « Sans coeur », quel mot cruel. Il n'a pas même su qu'une chose et lui m'ont appelé sans coeur. Sans coeur. Sans coeur. Sans coeur. Ce mot me désinsectisait pendant toute une semaine. Sans coeur. Oui, la jacasserie Jia Zhen est une personne sans coeur, cruelle, sans sentiments. Omg I était… juste… arghhhh juste… Je me suis senti comme se poignarder. Il n'y avait jamais lieu par le passé dans ma vie, je s'est senti comme le massacre moi-même, pour blesser des personnes comme lui, les gens aussi vrais que mignon et aussi excellent que lui. Je sais qu'il m'a aimé avec tout son coeur. Je sais qu'il. Je sais qu'il était 100% sérieux dans notre rapport. Je sais tout, tout. Mais… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Acabo de sentir malo y muy apesadumbrado tan malditos hacia él. Casi dije a cada que no tenga gusto de él más porque él no era bueno en todos y no éramos convenientes para uno a. Pero era realmente totalmente falso. Su cada palabra sobre cómo él había sufrido debido a lo que he hecho a él era como un cuchillo, apuñalando mi corazón sin parar. Era clase de hacer grito tearless cada noche, silenciosamente. Y sentía tan malo sobre me. Cómo podría I, lastimar siempre siempre un corazón puro tales profundos… Puede ser que sea la novia peor siempre del mundo entero. Estaba, y estaré muy muy muy muy y extremadamente apesadumbrado para lo que he hecho a él. Apesadumbrado. Realmente realmente apesadumbrado. Sin embargo, hasta este momento, él todavía me está bloqueando en su MSN. Tenía apenas una ocasión de hablar con él. Él dijo es todo debido a su madre, sé y creo que, pero aún, si él realmente no desea a, sé que no conseguiré bloqueado. Conjeturo que él me perdonará nunca siempre para lastimarlo como eso. Él dijo que es un pedacito extraño hablar con mí. Sentía tan malo después de oír esto.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Era una vez que pesar maldito maldito para lo que he hecho. No sólo una vez que me sentía como dar vuelta detrás. Pero sé, claramente, que hay que da vuelta más detrás después de que hubiera tomado esa decisión. No puedo dejarme en ése bueno de pesar profundo. Quizá después de que esto haga que piense que puedo tener una ocasión de tener una opción mejor. Amo otro él que ahora sea el VIP en mi vida. Sé que él realmente me ama, o por lo menos espero tan. Y debo ahora apreciar esto él, déjelo nunca siempre van otra vez, nunca siempre, no aun cuando haciendo frente a padres, y no aun cuando él desea ir. Oops… xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-8445850533980625453?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/8445850533980625453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2010/01/enfer-comme-le-jour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8445850533980625453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8445850533980625453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2010/01/enfer-comme-le-jour.html' title='Enfer-comme le jour'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-2195144061926264118</id><published>2009-12-19T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:31:05.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>辛晓琪 - 领悟</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 22px; font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;我以为我会哭 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;但是我没有 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;我只是怔怔望着你的脚步 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;给你我最后的祝福 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;这何尝不是一种领悟 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;让我把自己看清楚 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;虽然那共爱的痛苦 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;将日日夜夜 在我灵魂最深处 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;我以为我会报复 但是我没有 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;当我看到我深爱过的男人 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;竟然像孩子一样无助 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;这何尝不是一种领悟 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; 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font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;啊!一段感情就此结束 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;啊!一颗心眼看要荒芜 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;我们的爱若是错误 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;愿你我没有白白受苦 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;若曾真心真意付出 就应该满足&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;啊!多么痛的领悟 你曾是我的全部 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;只是我回首来时路的每一步 都走的好孤独 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;啊!多么痛的领悟 你曾是我的全部 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;只愿你挣脱情的枷锁 爱的束缚 任意追逐 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; 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"&gt;我们的爱若是错误 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;愿你我没有白白受苦 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;若曾真心真意付出 就应该满足&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;啊!多么痛的领悟 你曾是我的全部 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; 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margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;只愿你挣脱情的枷锁 爱的束缚 任意追逐 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; zoom: 1; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;别再为爱受苦 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-2195144061926264118?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/2195144061926264118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/2195144061926264118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/2195144061926264118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='辛晓琪 - 领悟'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-3964521155698272536</id><published>2009-08-25T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T06:01:41.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je t'aime</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:6;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; C'est&lt;/span&gt; été très longtemps puisque nous sommes séparés. Savez-vous combien de nuits que je te manque? Je pensais que je peux oublier tout de vous, laissez-les enfouis au plus profond de mon cœur, mais apparemment, je n'ai pas réussi à le faire. Je ne sais pas ce que je suis censé faire. Vous m'avez donné une réponse de doute, presque comme une question, que se fait attendre.Est-ce que tu veux que je fasse? D'attendre pour vous? Il est égoïste, je sais, mais je ne peux pas m'empêcher de lui obéir. Pouvez-vous me dire combien de temps ai-je besoin d'attendre pour vous? Ou pouvez-vous juste me dire la réponse? Je ne peux que l'exprimer en une langue étrangère, car il semble que personne ne sera capable de comprendre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Savez-vous combien il est difficile pour moi d'agir, qui rafraîchissent et signifient, pour cacher ma blessure, juste pour montrer que je peux récupérer très vite, en espérant que je ne serai pas le faible, en espérant que mes amis ne seront pas s'inquiéter moi? Vous n'avez jamais ai-je raison? Vous n'avez jamais connu la douleur combien j'avais souffert à cause de vous. Vous ne connaissez pas les larmes combien j'avais versé pour vous. Pourtant, vous mettre encore de moi dans ce genre de situation, me tenant que proche, mais ne me laissez pas vous toucher. Je ne comprends pas pourquoi, il ya tout un monde qui me donne envie, soif de moi, mais je suis là, toujours aussi têtu comme un âne, vous attend, celui qui est le contrôle de mes émotions, comme si je suis une marionnette émotionnelle .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;J'espère que ce que tu m'as dit est vrai, mais je crains que vous êtes juste plaisanter, de peur que vous serez me laissant seul dans des pièces à nouveau. Je ne veux pas te perdre, mais je ne veux pas être mal non plus. Je veux juste vous poser une question, m'aimes-tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;        &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Une fille avec un cœur brisé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1982687607702633440-3964521155698272536?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/3964521155698272536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/08/je-taime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/3964521155698272536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/3964521155698272536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/08/je-taime.html' title='Je t&apos;aime'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-3346729396828716942</id><published>2009-08-25T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:05:45.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VALUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Value is a verb in this post. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; Recently I came across with someone (let's name this person A) A is in love with another person (B). However, B is a popular person which has quite an amount of admirers (including scary ones). A doesn't dare to tell B about A's feeling. A doesn't want to fight with all the admirers. Actually A has a great chance of winning. Just because of some busybody and selfish people, A doesn't dare to say a word about this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Just want to ask and tell somebody (more than one) something:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Past is past, it's past tense. It's useless that you still remember it, still grab hold of the history that tight. This will not only cause you pain but also causing pain to other people, including the "one" that you love! If you really love someone, it's good that you can have that person. But if that person is no longer in love with you, why don't you just let go? Let that person go, set that person free and free yourself also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Next, what is it to do with you when other people is interested in your ex? It's a past tense! You don't have the right to insult or hurt or even do something bad towards that person just because people is interested in your ex. It was you that started the game badly, of course it will end badly. You can't blame others even your ex but yourself. Think with your brain and be more mature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;Don't say that my words are cruel. Think, do you deserve this? Love is no joke but you joke with it. No relationship can be maintained in a joke. And now you said that you are serious. Do you think people will believe in you? Even if it's true but it's your own problem already. It has nothing to do with other people including the "one" you like. Don't be so selfish. What you want can't always be what you can get.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;To the busybodies, just like to tell you that CAN YOU SHUT UP PLEASE? What's your problem now? Other people is interested in other people's ex. But you are not any one of them. So you have no right and no position to talk and give comments on this matter. Do you understand? So why do you keep on talking and insulting people? You made people felt annoyed. Seriously annoyed. Maybe insulting people and hurting people is your hobby but the ONLY PERSON in the world that you have the right to insult is YOU YOURSELF. Other than that, no more. Please try to think with your brain. By the way, do you realize that your habit is to gather many people and anti ONE person? You did this to almost everyone and it's not once in a blue moon, but periodically! You hurted people purposely just to satisfy yourself. What a scary thought!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;That's all I want to say. To those people, you can't get who you want is your problem. It has nothing to do with the others. You can't get the person doesn't mean that other people can't get it! Don't try to stop r scare other people with silly and brainless actions. Because, they are simply useless and pretty stupid. And you will get what youo deserve at the end. Thank you for you patience, your co-operation is well-appreciated. &lt;/span&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/1982687607702633440-3346729396828716942?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/3346729396828716942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/08/value.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/3346729396828716942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/3346729396828716942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/08/value.html' title='VALUE'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-158011169585734160</id><published>2009-08-13T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T07:20:24.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love</title><content type='html'>I want to give this to somebody...&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;signifies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FFFF;"&gt;COOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;DARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;represents&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;MYSTERIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;MY LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I love you always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-158011169585734160?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/158011169585734160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/158011169585734160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/158011169585734160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-love.html' title='My Love'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-6502059479006538256</id><published>2009-07-05T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T07:50:12.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linear Equation IV</title><content type='html'>Well, in Malaysia's secondary schools, I mean those government ones, we are STILL studying the linear equation I and II during our Form One to Form Three lives. And in Form Four, we will be studying Linear Equation III. But today, in exactly this post, I would like to recommend this Linear Equation IV to everybody.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Question: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Given that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Pro in piano+Said Grade 1 till 8 is very easy=Talented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Everytime ask me to play into the key+everytime ask me to play louder=Naggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;Shorter than me+very handsome=Lengzai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;Talented+Naggy+Lengzai+Cool=My cute piano teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please calculate the value of Winston in:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Pro in piano+cool+shorter than me+everytime ask me to play louder+Said Grade 1 till 8 is very easy+everytime ask me to play into the key+very handsome=Winston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So lets see the working:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pro in piano+cool+shorter than me+everytime ask me to play louder+Said Grade 1 till 8 is very easy+everytime ask me to play into the key+very handsome=Winston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; Talented+Naggy+Lengzai+Cool=Winston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;My cute piano teacher=Winston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Therefore, Winston=My Cute Piano Teacher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BINGO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-6502059479006538256?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/6502059479006538256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/07/linear-equation-iv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/6502059479006538256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/6502059479006538256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/07/linear-equation-iv.html' title='Linear Equation IV'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-4524051057671507930</id><published>2009-07-03T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:20:25.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about water~</title><content type='html'>Today, Friday, 3rd of July, my class has 2 periods of Science right after our recess. Well before this, our beloved Science teacher, Mr. Huzairay actually asked us to bring 4 containers each to carry out the experiment on the seed germination chapter for the PEKA. Apparently, we, the Chinese in 3 Jaya, were proudly saying that we forgot everything he said. So this morning, when I came to school, a don't-know-who suddenly brought up the topic about the Science thingy. At that time, I was like so "HUH OMG Oh No! What should I do?!" Then Xi Yuan said: "Chill down, I knew this this morning when I just reached school, Science is after recess what, we can buy mineral water bottles during recess." Owh yeah Xi Yuan you were right. Pheww~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then during the class before recess, Wai Kit said that other people in the class actually told him that each and evryone of us need 4 containers. All of us (Chinese mostly) were like so shock! Because before this we thought that only one container is needed. But then now it said that each individuals need 4 containers as it is for the PEKA. Arh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was recess time then, I had my recess like usual, sitting with my friends and talked about something educational, which was "sexology". Interesting and funny topic. Recess over. I walked back to my class and saw Xi Yuan drinking a bottle of mineral water. Shit. The seed germination experiment. I walked into my class and I went to my friends at the back door of my class. "Eh wait here and help me drink water yah," I said to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I ran to the canteen and bought three bottle of mineral water. While I was walking back to my class, I saw Tau Teng, Kien Ming, Wei Chuen and Qi Ming walking towards the staircase. "Weih! Wait, help me drink water first!" I said. They stopped walking. So I walked to them and just asked them for help. But there were only three bottles that time, so I gave Tau Teng one, Kien Ming one and Wei Chuen took one. But then Qi Ming said that he want to drink also. So, I ran to the canteen and bought one more again as I need four bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I ran back to the place where they were drinking water, I saw Tau Teng was on his way finishing the water. Unbelievably fast! When I gave Qi Ming the new bottle, not even 2 minutes, Tau Teng gave back me an empty bottle! I really can't tell how grateful I am. And after Tau Teng, maybe a minute or half, Wei Chuen finished his bottle also. And Tau Teng said that he is the winner. Wei Chuen said he is very fast too but Tau Teng still insisted that he is the champion and Wei Chuen is the loser. It's funny but guys arr.... =.=     xP Well after a while, Qi Ming finished and Kien Ming finished drinking also. So, I got four empty bottles! Yey!!! Thank you guys! Really thank you very much. I don't really count how many "thankyous" I had mentioned to them. Because for me, it's really very tough to finish one whole bottle of mineral water some more in THAT kind of speed. Thank youuuuuu ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, when I turned around and walked to the Science Lab, I heard them laughing saying that I wasted RM4 just for 4 empty bottles. Hehe the bottles are very precious! It carries my PEKA marks which are sooo important for my PMR. Anyway, guys, really thank you for all the helpings yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thank you T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thank you A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thank you U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Thank you T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Thank you E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Thank you N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Thank you G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Thank you K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Thank you I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Thank you E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Thank you N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thank you M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thank you I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thank you N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thank you G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thank you Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thank you I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Thank you M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Thank you I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Thank you N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Thank you G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thank you W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thank you E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thank you I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thank you C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thank you H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thank you U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thank you E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thank you N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THANKIUUUUUUUU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-4524051057671507930?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/4524051057671507930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-all-about-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/4524051057671507930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/4524051057671507930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-all-about-water.html' title='It&apos;s all about water~'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-4502612628529508017</id><published>2009-06-23T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T07:51:13.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Haiz... recently, I'm im deep trouble. I eventually "palau" somebody. I don't want to but I just don't feel like talk to that person anymore. Due to my situation, I post a very special lyric here today, which quite suitable to my own situation... Here goes the words:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Seperation...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You called me one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Said you need to break up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried my heart out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a crack on my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you gave me no good reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To end in this hell-like way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you came back with a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back-up plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you notice I was hurt too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In every single way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no compromise in us at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's always 'bout you but never me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felt like seperation is the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best solution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crack on my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turned into a torn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I risked for this love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you never cared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet I never mind anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought you suffered more than me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But every talk has proved me wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're a control freak, liar, self-obsessed person that I can't live with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay out of my life, please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Repeat Chorus~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, just give you guys a question: who is the singer/composer/writer for this song? If you got any one of these correct then I'll give you something ^^ just guess yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-4502612628529508017?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/4502612628529508017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/06/special-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/4502612628529508017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/4502612628529508017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/06/special-post.html' title='Special Post!'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-5632833124795873253</id><published>2009-06-19T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T08:58:38.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>愛笑的眼睛~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(127, 127, 127);  font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;Hi guys sorry for these days because I keep on posting some lyrics. Actually this post is for someone to have a look.. Hope that person will understand... And a new post (not lyrics) will be coming up soon yeah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;如果不是那鏡子不像你　不藏秘密&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我還不肯相信沒有你我的笑　更美麗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天聽你在電話裡　略帶抱歉的關心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我嘟的一聲切的比你說分手　徹底&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(127, 127, 127);  font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;淚濕的衣洗乾淨　陽光裡曬乾回憶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;折好了傷心　明天起只和快樂出去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這愛的城市雖然擁擠　如果真的遇見你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不必訝異　我的笑她無法代替&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開你我才發現自己　那愛笑的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;流過淚　像躲不過的暴風雨　淋濕的昨天刪去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開你我才找回自己　那愛笑的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再見愛情　我一定讓自己　讓自己決定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開你我才發現自己　那愛笑的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;流了淚　當一個人看舊電影　是我不小心而已&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開你我才找回自己　那愛笑的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再見到你　我一定讓自己　讓自己堅定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開你我才發現自己　那愛笑的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;流過淚　像躲不過的暴風雨　淋濕的昨天忘記&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開你我才找回自己　那愛笑的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再見愛情　我一定讓自己　讓自己　堅定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-5632833124795873253?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/5632833124795873253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/5632833124795873253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/5632833124795873253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='愛笑的眼睛~'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-6335793724555694356</id><published>2009-06-16T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:39:01.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tags</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Wah it's the first time I react to somebody's tagging! Hehe dear Xi Yuan you should be proud orh XD. Well to other readers just to inform you that I recently saw a tag on Xi Yuan lenglui's blog. So.. That's the tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1) Besides your lips, where is the favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;     somewhere around cheeks and earlobe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;2) How did you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;     Wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;3) Who was the last person/people you took a photo WITH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;     A lengzhai from my church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;4) Would you consider yourself SPOILED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;    Well erm I don't know... No maybe... but I'm a good spoiler anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;5) Will you ever donate BLOOD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;    Currently serious underweight keke... anyway I don't want to donate la~ what if I gt AIDS       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;     because of this &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;6) Have you ever had a best friend who is of opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;    Of Course! Even for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;7) Do you want someone to be DEAD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;    It's cruel to say but I admit that I really wish for someone to be DEAD.. (guess who?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;8) What does your last text message says?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;     Your mum knows about us? She gt scold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;9) What are you thinking about right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;     I really love my Yan Wong family... Love u la dearr gorr XD ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;10) Do you want someone to be with you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       Yea... but just the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;11) What was the time you went to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;      about 12am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;12) Where did you buy the tee you are wearing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       Diesel, Robinsons, The Gardens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;13) Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       Yeap. Someone really special ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;14) Who is the last person who text you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       Hong Jian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;TEN lucky person to do this quiz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. Hong Jian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;2. Tau Teng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;3. Wu Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;4. Xi Yuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;5. Crystal Ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;6. Bing En&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;7. Men Chau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;8. Zi Yao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;9. Kar Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;10. Sheau Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;15) Who is no.2 having a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       Wootss he just sort of broke up... hehe I can't tell xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;16) Is number 3 a male or a FEMALE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;      Male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;17) If number 1 and 7 get together, would it be good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;      Lol... Shouldn't put their names like that... I don't want them to be gays... Anyway they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;      can't get along well (it will be noisy &gt;.&lt;)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;18) What is no.1 studying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       He is studying about everything that is related to the exams I think.. he is just too good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       in studies...   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;19) When was the last time you chatted with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       I'm currently now chatting with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;20) Is number 4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       Yeah. And FYI she's hot and cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;21) Say something about no.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       He is really nice... and lengzai [handsome] (Right, dear gorr? xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;22) What do you think about number 3 and 6 being together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       Wah it will be the weirdest couple on earth! They'll be gay and they have quite some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       distances on their age I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;23) Describe number 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       She is kinda.. erm... has really unique personalities, pretty, and she calls herself rabbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;24) What will you do if no.6 and 7 fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       Huh... err almost impossible... Well I think I'll ask them to stop fighting maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;25) Do you like number 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;       Yeah sure. She is very pretty and she's my gd fren's gf  lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Well err yeah so that's the quiz. People who are tagged please pass on this tag yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-6335793724555694356?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/6335793724555694356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/06/tags.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/6335793724555694356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/6335793724555694356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/06/tags.html' title='Tags'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-1625599277743496508</id><published>2009-06-10T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T10:07:25.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy eating~</title><content type='html'>Well maybe some of my friends might found that this post is a bit... weird if it's from me. Because (sad to say) I'm quite "famous" in a person who eats very very very very very little and don't like to eat many kinds of food. Actually the truth is that I can really eat a lot if the food is really delicious and it's what I like. So in this post, I'm going to list down every restaurant, cafe, bistro, bakeries and bars that I like.... It is going to be a freaking long list ^^&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Italliannies (The Gardens and The Curve Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Marche (Singapore Vivo City and The Curve Malaysia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Pastis (The Gardens Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Villagers (Singapore)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Victoria Station (Ampang Branch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Tony Romas (Mid Valley Megamall and Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Paddington House of Pancakes (Mid Valley Megamall and The Curve Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) DDQ (Mid Valley Megamall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Ikkyu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) Kajitsu-Nihon-Ryori &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) Beewon (Ampang)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) Little Taiwan (Mid Valley Megamall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) Sakae Sushi (The Curve, KLCC and Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) MOF @ Japanese Sweets and Coffees (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) Food Republic (Vivo City Singapore and Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16) Caffenies (Ampang)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17) Old Town Kopitiam (Times Square, Maluri and Cheras Branch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18) TGI Fridays (One Utama, Pavilion, The Curve and Life Centre Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19) Chili's (Bangsar and KLCC Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20) Kampachi (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21) WongKok Char Chan Teng (Leisure Mall and Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22) Secret Recipe (ANY WHERE!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23) Mon Cherry (Taman Pertama)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24) Bread Story (Mid Valley and Leisure Mall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25) Famous Amos (EVERYWHERE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26) Bread History (Singapore)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27) Bread Talk (Mid Valley and Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28) Spice of India (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29) Patchi (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30) Cinnamon (The Gardens Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31) Nyonya Colours (The Gardens Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32) Haagen Dazs (ANYWHERE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33) Baskin Robbins 31 (EVERYWHERE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34) Da On (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35) Charcoal Steak Grill Angus House (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36) Roadhouse Grill (Ampang and Penang Branch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37) Gurney Drive (The Gardens)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38) Bosphorus Fine Turkish Cuisine (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39) Zen by Secret Recipe (Pavilion and The Gardens Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40) Island Bistro (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41) Carlos Mexican Canteena (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42) San Terri Cottage (The Gardens Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43) Manhattan Fish Market (EVERY BRANCH!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44) Fish and Co. (Singapore's and One Utama)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45) Dragon-i (Leisure Mall, The Curve and Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46) Crystal Jade La Mian Xiao Long Bao and Crystal Jade Restaurant (The Gardens Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47) Gelatissimo (The Gardens Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48) Bombay Spice (The Gardens Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49) Din Tai Fung (Singapore's ONLY)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50) Coffee Bean (ANY BRANCHES)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;51) Starbucks Coffee (ANYWHERE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;52) Charbroiled Burgers (Mid Valley Megamall Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;53) Michaelangelo (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;54) Athena (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;55) Kenny Roger's Roasters [muffins ONLY] (EVERYWHERE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;56) Kono Pizza (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;57) Ichiban Boshi (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;58) Izzi (Imbi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;59) Pastamania (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;60) Lavender (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;61) Dome (Mid Valley, KLCC, The Curve and Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;62) San Fransisco (Mid Valley Megamall and KLCC Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;63) Theobroma Chocolate Lounge (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;64) Cafe Olive Tree (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;65) Uncle Lim's (Times Square and Ikano Power Centre Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;66) O'Briens Irish Sandwich Bar (KLCC and The Curve Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;67) Delifrance (EVERY BRANCH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;68) Gelato Fruity (Pavilion and KLCC Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;69) Rotiboy Bakeshoppe (KLCC Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;70) The World of Rotiboy (Mid Valley Megamall Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;71) Vienna Bagels (KLCC Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;72) Nippon Tei (Times Square and KLCC Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;73) California Pizza Kitchen (KLCC Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;74) Gasoline (Times Square Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;75) Gelatomio (Times Square Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;76) Papa John's Pizza (Times Square Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;77) Vivo (Times Square and The Curve Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;78) Kiku Zakura (Mid Valley Megamall and Times Square Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;79) Subway (Singapore's, Pavilion and Times Square Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;80) Shojikiya (The Gardens Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;81) Cocoa Tree (The Gardens Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;82) Winter Warmers Coffee and Teahouse (The Curve Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;83) Gloria Jean's Coffees (The Curve and Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;84) Cupcake Chic (The Curve Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;85) Eden (Imbi and The Curve Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;86) Lan Kwai Fong Cafe (The Curve Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;87) La Gourmet (The Curve Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;88) Godiva (KLCC Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;89) Auntie Anne's Pretzels (EVERYWHERE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;90) Choc Boutique (KLCC Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;91) Kim Gary (Jusco Maluri and The Curve Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;92) Marks and Spencer [all the foods] (EVERYWHERE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;93) Spring Garden (KLCC Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;94) Thai Express (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;95) Koryo-Won (KLCC Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;96) House of Sundaenese Food (KLCC Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;97) Rain Nudle House (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;98) Pancake House International (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;99) Istanbul Bufe (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100) Beard Papa (Pavilion Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;101) Dumpling (Pavilion and The Curve Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I guess I'll just stop here first. It's a lot but it is NOT the end yet! Haha scary right? It's 101 restaurants already. ^^... Check this post up frequently as I might add something new!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-1625599277743496508?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/1625599277743496508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/06/enjoy-eating.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/1625599277743496508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/1625599277743496508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/06/enjoy-eating.html' title='Enjoy eating~'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-1231191707466303869</id><published>2009-05-30T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T09:17:50.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>对你有感觉</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div class="f14 p90 pl10" id="best_answer_content" style="font-family: Arial; width: 90%; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; padding-left: 10px; "&gt;I don't know why, just suddenly feel like this song is really nice and sort of.... argh undercribable good feeling towards it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="f14 p90 pl10" id="best_answer_content" style="font-family: Arial; width: 90%; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; padding-left: 10px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="f14 p90 pl10" id="best_answer_content" style="font-family: Arial; width: 90%; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; padding-left: 10px; "&gt;&lt;ca&gt;我曾深刻体会对爱感到胆怯 &lt;br /&gt;还好有懂我的你给我安慰 &lt;br /&gt;看你失落的脸又再为爱憔悴 &lt;br /&gt;我心痛的感觉竟如此的强烈 &lt;br /&gt;眼角的泪它给过谁 &lt;br /&gt;伤透了心也无所谓 &lt;br /&gt;我会愿意静静地陪在你身边 &lt;br /&gt;如果说爱已不可为 &lt;br /&gt;那我宁愿藏心里面 &lt;br /&gt;其实我害怕会失去你的感觉 &lt;br /&gt;怎么会开始对你有了感觉 &lt;br /&gt;又深怕朋友默契转身不见 &lt;br /&gt;矛盾着犹豫不决 &lt;br /&gt;没准备跨越爱的界线 &lt;br /&gt;怎么会开始对你(你)有了感觉 &lt;br /&gt;深陷朋友恋人之间的危险 &lt;br /&gt;进与退被爱包围谁犯规都狼狈 &lt;br /&gt;谁能解围让一切完美 &lt;br /&gt;怎么会开始对你(你)有了感觉 &lt;br /&gt;深陷朋友恋人之间的危险 &lt;br /&gt;你和我拥抱瞬间不后悔这暧昧 &lt;br /&gt;星光唯美把爱放心里面 &lt;br /&gt;把爱放心里面 &lt;br /&gt;把爱放心里面 &lt;br /&gt;把爱放心里面&lt;/ca&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="gray" id="best_answer_info" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; line-height: 18px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;div id="pingjia" class="pj" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial; height: 39px; clear: both; float: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="pj_div" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); float: left; background-image: url(http://img.baidu.com/img/iknow/pj_btn.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none; display: block; height: 39px; background-position: 100% 0%; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-1231191707466303869?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/1231191707466303869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/1231191707466303869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/1231191707466303869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='对你有感觉'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-249394470803335154</id><published>2009-05-24T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:01:12.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Infatuation~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Baby, I don’t want to spend my life on trial&lt;br /&gt;For something that I did not do&lt;br /&gt;And maybe if you stopped and looked around some time&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t pass right by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s because you are so insecure&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your plain don’t care&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s the chase that really gets me off&lt;br /&gt;I fall so when it’s just not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn another bridge, break another heart&lt;br /&gt;Try again, it will only fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing the rest of you is getting the best of me&lt;br /&gt;It’s such a shame that you shot me down&lt;br /&gt;It would have been nice to be around&lt;br /&gt;I’m touching your skin&lt;br /&gt;If it’s only a fantasy, then why is it killing me?&lt;br /&gt;I guess this must be infatuation (I want it…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to put my finger on what burns me up&lt;br /&gt;It always seems to escape me&lt;br /&gt;And when you have decided that you’ve had enough&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me where I need to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now her face is something that I never had&lt;br /&gt;To ever deal with before&lt;br /&gt;She left me with the feeling that she’d had enough&lt;br /&gt;And I’m the one wanting more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn another bridge, break another heart&lt;br /&gt;Try again, it will only fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing the rest of you is getting the best of me&lt;br /&gt;It’s such a shame that you shot me down&lt;br /&gt;It would have been nice to be around&lt;br /&gt;I’m touching your skin&lt;br /&gt;If it’s only a fantasy, then why is it killing me?&lt;br /&gt;And I guess this must be infatuation (I want it…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so attracted to you&lt;br /&gt;The feeling’s mutual too&lt;br /&gt;And I get scared the moment you leave&lt;br /&gt;Get so hot I forget to breathe, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing the rest of you is getting the best of me&lt;br /&gt;It’s such a shame that you shot me down&lt;br /&gt;It would have been nice to be around&lt;br /&gt;I’m touching your skin&lt;br /&gt;If it’s only a fantasy, then why is it killing me?&lt;br /&gt;I guess this must be infatuation (I want it…)&lt;br /&gt;Ooh (I want it…)&lt;br /&gt;Ooh (I want it…)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah… (I want it…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;By Adam Levine Maroon 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-249394470803335154?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/249394470803335154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/05/infatuation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/249394470803335154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/249394470803335154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/05/infatuation.html' title='Infatuation~'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-7352955456085007311</id><published>2009-05-22T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:44:53.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To 3K Chinese Boys</title><content type='html'>Hey guys I'm so so so so sorry. I forgotten to give you guys' calligraphy book back to you all. I'm so sorry. I realised it when I was about to go home at 3.35pm. So sorry... I brought the books back and I will try my best to finish every book until pg 13 although my calligraphy is really like... shit. Err.... so anybody who doesn't want me to help him finish his calligraphy homework can tell me in the chatbox next to this post or msn or phone calls (03-91316179) or e-mail or whatever ways you like. If you didn't inform me anything then I will write the calligraphy for you. I'm so so so sorry. Forgive me please. &gt;.&lt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MY CALLIGRAPHY SUCKS... BE PREPARED... DON'T GET HEART ATTACK ON MONDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-7352955456085007311?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/7352955456085007311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-3k-chinese-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/7352955456085007311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/7352955456085007311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-3k-chinese-boys.html' title='To 3K Chinese Boys'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-2358954064814133545</id><published>2009-04-26T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T07:54:13.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, Loves and Kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi, I'm going to update my blog today as the Mid Year Exam is coming really soon. I think I won't be updating my blog in about a month time. Well, in this post, I wuld like to share something. It is actually a lyric from a song. And apparently it is modified by me. Just hope yu guys will enjoy it:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To a special person in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would like to sing a song today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For my one and only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To tell him how I feel for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And let him know that he’s important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love, so warm, so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You love me still the same through all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I broke your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And that’s the hardest part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still you love me with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The love that never fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From Jiazhen, with lots of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-2358954064814133545?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/2358954064814133545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/04/thanks-loves-and-kisses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/2358954064814133545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/2358954064814133545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/04/thanks-loves-and-kisses.html' title='Thanks, Loves and Kisses'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-4943744474926634568</id><published>2009-04-25T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T08:12:20.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creativity</title><content type='html'>Hi guys. FINALLY, that freaking Intervention Exam is OVER!! Whoa~ celebrate! But the Mid Year Exam is coming! Gosh I can die MAN!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, this is not the main point of this post. I really hate exams and I won't make it as my blog's topic XD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, the topic for this post is Mr. Right. For me, Mr, Right means your dear one, your honey, your darling, your boyfriend or whatever you want to call him ( I mean for girls ). For me, mine is almost perfect. Look at this, it suits him best ^^ :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ighteous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ntelligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;enius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;andsome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe... This is my Mr. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, let's look at his name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ntelligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;utstanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;lamorous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;andsome/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;onest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;bedient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;enerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ustice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ndep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;endent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;aughty (but I like it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these is directly from me... I didn't copy it from anywhere. It's ORIGINAL! So don't copy and paste if anybody didn't pay me OK? Muahaha! jkjk... But still, it is nice right? I'm not a very creative person. This is the only things that I can think of. Hope you guys will think that it is nice... especially YOU~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1982687607702633440-4943744474926634568?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/4943744474926634568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/04/creativity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/4943744474926634568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/4943744474926634568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/04/creativity.html' title='Creativity'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-252416598741407416</id><published>2009-04-15T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T07:25:48.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Troublesome</title><content type='html'>Haiz, it’s a long time since I’d updated my blog. My friends updated their blog daily or weekly. But me… haiz… don’t know even I’m able to update it monthly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in this post, I would like to share with you all something about myself, my health problem. Recently, I don't know what happened on me. I lose my weight/mass rapidly. Starting from February, my weight dropped... from 48kg to 46kg.. within a week. Then, a week later, 45kg. A week later, 44kg. Then, two weeks later, 43kg. Scary right? Weight loss program should take me for their advertisement. But, although my weight dropped, I am not slimming down... So bad T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apprximately a month before this, my weight became 42kg. Honestly, I feel so happy. Happy but not satisfied... I hope that I can become lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I found out that there is something wrong about my body. I feel really really dizzy. I need about a minute to recover. Then I will feel dizzy again if I take more than 10 minutes to bath. I didn't tell this to anybody until my school's sports day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, after the sports day ended, I got into my dad's car. The weather is very hot and i stood under the sun for quite a long time when enjoying the sports events. When I got into the car, it was very cold because the air-cond's quality is "too" good. I felt dizzy again. My dad asked me a few questions about the sports day but I couldn't answer. Then my dad saw my face and he realised something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the result, I was "forced" into a clinic near my house. It belongs to a friend of my dad. After my dad told him what happened, then he straight away asked: "Are you dieting?" My dad straight away said:"Yala, everyday oso dun want to eat... and bla bla bla...." Then my ears started to flood with those words that I don't want to hear. It's all about "you must eat more..." But suddenly I heard something which I really don't know until that day: I have anemia, which means insufficient of blood in my body... Pro right? The doctor said it's because I don't eat enough food, my body is lack of nutrients to prooduce blood... SWT... I seriously don't understand what the doctor is talking. WTH is this to do with the blood stuffs. But the doctor said symptoms of having anemia is to feel dizzy easily and maybe got some blue-black stuff on the skin that looks like bruises. LOL... That's exactly what I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said it might become more serious or it will turned into other sicknesses which are very difficult to cure. Honestly I was scared. I don't know the situation can be this serious. So I promised my dad that I will try to eat more. My mum knew this and I got a really loooonnngggg lecture from her AGAIN!! She said stuffs like if I don't have enough food then I won't be able to grow well, I will be short la... Then my brain won't function very well la and bla-bla-bla.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... anybody here face the same problem like me? I want to eat more... But.. still the lame reason... I scared I will become fatter and fatter... T.T It's sooooo TROUBLESOME!! GOSH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&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/1982687607702633440-252416598741407416?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/252416598741407416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/04/troublesome.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/252416598741407416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/252416598741407416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/04/troublesome.html' title='Troublesome'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-7131791165476722521</id><published>2009-04-09T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:17:24.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 JAYA</title><content type='html'>Hi! In this post, I would like to share with you guys about my class's animal family. This "family" is actually made up by the chinese students in my class. They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;1) Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2) Phoon Wai Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3) Teo Yang Jiew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4) Koh Wei Chong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;5) Tam Xi Yuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;6) Yong Kar Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;7) Foo Sheau Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;8) Tuang Vivian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;9) Loong Men Chau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and 1 more (Indian actually)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;10) Prasath a/l Maran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one of us represents one animal. We are not allowed to choose the animal character ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;1) Me = Snail (Maybe it's because I run too slow...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2) Wai Kit = Chimpanzee (I don't know why...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3) Yang Jiew = Tortoise (coz it's cuter than turtle...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4) Wei Chong = Octopus (Err...?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;5) Tam Xi Yuan = Crab (coz crab in BM is keTAM...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;6) Kar Yan = Rabbit (Coz she is really sort of furry...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;7) Sheau Wen = Winnie The Pooh (they really look alike...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;8) Vivian = Penguin (Coz she is flat feet...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;9) Men Chau = Ostrich (Coz ostrich's brain is smaller than its eyes...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;10) Prasath = Elephant (Due to his skin colour and errmmm size...?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute right? I love my family ^^... I mean... love as friends la... And actually, 3J is a really crazy class. Students in my class... some are... well, quite unnormal xD&lt;br /&gt;Let's see why I'd say so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;1) Kar Yan laugh in a ... SCARY way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;2) Sheau Wen sleeps... almost everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;3) Men Chau... no need to say... everybody agreed that he is mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;4) Yang Jiew... playing silly tricks everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;5) Xi Yuan... sometimes she'll gone mad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;6) Khairi... the PROest actor in the world... he is 99.99999% alike when he pretended to be Encik  Huzairay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;7) Amir Asyraff... USUALLY people don't really know what he is trying to say although he tried very hard to express it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;8) Anas... Crazy fella... go around and HUG people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;9) Evi... she will start mumbling if you frightened her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;10) Ariff Syaqim... he is sort of... owrhhh lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;11) Prasath... he can't help but keep on "dancing" when he is standing and talking... he talks in the speed of an aeroplane flying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;12) Aderina and Qistina... they can "fold" their body as if they have no bones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;13) Wei Chong... crazy of Rubik's cube and he is really... well, crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;14) Wai Kit... he always hit my head with his books &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;15) Vivian... she will suddenly laugh loudly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;16) Noor Fazlina and Amirah Nadia... they love korean stars very very very absolutely seriously MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;17) Liana... her mood changes faster than young girls changing clothes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I currently can't think of anymore now. The last one is ME... yeah... I'm well-known as the PhD in some special fields... kekeZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is my class. Nice? Anybody wants to join? Envy? wakaka... My class is cute right? I really love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;P/s: My form teacher-- Pn. J. Teresa... is cute also LOL! ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-7131791165476722521?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/7131791165476722521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-jaya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/7131791165476722521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/7131791165476722521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-jaya.html' title='3 JAYA'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-8884932149998389477</id><published>2009-04-08T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T07:22:30.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The smallest word is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;The sweetest word is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The best thing I'd ever receive from God is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-8884932149998389477?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/8884932149998389477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8884932149998389477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8884932149998389477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You~'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-8124535773242838581</id><published>2009-03-28T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T09:43:27.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Importing</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody. Nice to meet you. This is the very first post from me posted using blogger. FIY, I used to have a blog in wordpress but I'd found out that the designs and layouts in Blogger are definitely nicer (sorry to say that). So, with the help of somebody, my blog was imported from Wordpress to Blogger. But unfortunately, I don't know what happened to my posts, most of them turned a bit messy, with lots of unecessary alphabets and symbols (feel free to look at some posts below). I edited some of the posts and even deleted some. Haiz.... I eventually gave up in editing the posts and decided to leave them like that. I will work harder to post more posts in order to cover the old ones XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was feeling to post 2 posts in a day. So i think it's enough for this (although it is short i know!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-8124535773242838581?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/8124535773242838581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-importing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8124535773242838581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8124535773242838581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-importing.html' title='Blog Importing'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-7172332720400778215</id><published>2009-02-18T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:11:57.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utterly Uninteresting Post</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody... It has been a long time since i'd ever updated my blog. I'm really so sorry but the stuffs around me like school work and tuition works are keeping me VERY busy. Almost everyday, I need to go stayback at school for the marching competition practice. Almost everyday until 4.30pm. So, this is my routine for a day (Monday to Thursday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up: 5.45am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to school: 6.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school starts: 7.20am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school finishes: 2.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marching practice: 2.45am-- 4.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reaches home: 5.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bath and dinner: until 5.55pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition: 6.00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition finishes: 8.00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reaches home: 8.15pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do homework and online&amp;amp;lt;(sometimes): until 11.00pm or later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep: 11.00pm or later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you all can see, does the word "updating blog" appears? No right? This means that i really don't have enough time to update my blog. I don't even have time to update Yearbook, Facebook, Friendster and My Space. AHHHH! Some more, this week my school has the intervention (BM: Intervensi; commonly known as: IntervenSHIT) I didn't prepare for this intervention. I studied every subjects at the night before the intervention of that particular subject. Everything LAST MINUTE. Until today, the intervention finally ended. I thought: YESH I can relax! BUT, today, i saw one notice on the notice board of my class.... AHHHHH LOL! The date of the 1st asessment! 2nd of March! Oh no, only about 2 weeks left! Need to study again! Huhu... I really hate the school lah wtF! Why??? Why can't let me have sometime to take a deep breathe.... Damn intervention and DAMN asessment.... really WTF ahhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in this post, I would like to share some of the things I like. First of all, is BOOKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 novels that I like the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Twilight by Stephenie Meyer (OMG Edward Cullen is so PERFECT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Harry Potter by Joanne K Rowling (SO nice. I'm so sad there is the LAST book already TT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Inheritance Trilogy by Christopher Paolini (currently waiting for the 4th book XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Demonata by Darren Shan (Quite nice but it's a bit too... FAKE?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens (Fabulous!) and The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis (Fantastic!!) [tie]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the second is SONGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 songs that I like the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Makes Me Wonder (Maroon 5) and Love Story (Taylor Swift)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This Love (Maroon 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Wake Up Call (Maroon 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Won't Go Home Without You (Maroon 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ALL Jay Chou's songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Apologize (One Republic ft. Timberland)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 我可以 (Evan You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bleeding Love (Leona Lewis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ALMOST all Leehom's songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. She Will be Loved (Maroon 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I'm a ReAl fans of Maroon 5 and Jay Chou. They ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third list is clothings' brand (including shoes, cap, jeans, T-Shirt etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 brand that I like the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Body Glove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tropicana Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Diesel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Billabong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Nike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Levi's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Jeep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Lee Cooper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Puma and Adidas and Reebok [tie]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th list is about the brands of cell phones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top 5 brand of cellphones that I like the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nokia (Nokia supporter 4eva)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sony Ericsson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. LG Life's Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Apple (Blackberry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i-Phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this post, do you know more about me? I hope so. Well it's late now and I think I gtg sleep...  Bye Guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-7172332720400778215?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/7172332720400778215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/02/utterly-uninteresting-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/7172332720400778215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/7172332720400778215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2009/02/utterly-uninteresting-post.html' title='Utterly Uninteresting Post'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-2529821920612680203</id><published>2008-12-30T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T09:32:42.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and... CAROLLING!</title><content type='html'>Christmas... is a very special day for me. Days before Christmas, is also very important for me, because of ONE occasion... CAROLLING. My church, which is Chinese Methodist Cantonese Church Kuala Lumpur (CMCCKL) gt a carolling group. And, me and my sister joined. The carolling starts on 21 December until 23 December. But unfortunately i missed the first day because i was travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily i didn't miss the second day. The second day, we went to somewhere near Mont Kiara. The houses there are so nice... The first house is a kindergarten. The owner of the kindergarten invited her students and those parents. Then, those kids want a Santa, but we have NO Santa because we think that it is TOO comercial. At last, the girls at the first row, which is the Soprano singers will have to wear the stupid Santa hat... ARHH! And i'm one of the Sopranos. Wat da.... But nvm... Then the next house, is an apartment: Kiara Ville. The Apartment... 1 million. Anybody gt a shocked? Then after that, we went to a place called Kiara View. The house was so BIG, and they even make a swimming pool in the house. The house already so BIG, some more they add a swimming pool, imagine how much space they have. When we are in this house, we ate something. The tissue paper there, just look like banana leaf... this is what Paul says.. 0.O. After this, we went to the next house. The hosts of the house are so good, we gt presents from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we gt to the 5th house, we also gt present... =)  It's a mug from Ikea... Inside it still gt chocolates and candys... Nice right? Then we went to the 6th house... We just stayed there for a short period of time because there's not enough time. It's around midnight at that time when we reached the 6th house.&lt;br /&gt;Then we left and reached the 7th house. We just finished singing then Auntie Wai Cheng said that we have 5 minutes left, anybody who wanted to go toilet just go..&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, we reached the 8th house. It was already very very late. When we started to sing the songs, the song leader greeted the hosts "Good Morning" because it's about 2am already. There was a lot of food there, all also LOOKED very delicious. I wanted to try but I just don't feel like eating... So at last, I just ate an ice-cream... And that time was about 2am++ in the MORNING lol! We stopped at the 8th house for VERY long. I gt so bored and tired. When we gt back to church, the time was 2.43. My mum didn't want to go to church and fetch me. So, Uncle Thomas and his son + girlfriend sent me back home because they are leaving in the same area with me. When I reached home, the time on my watch was 2.57... almost 3am...&lt;br /&gt;OK... This is the second day of the carolling (but the first day for me). I'll post stuffs about the next day later. I know it's very late because this happened in 2008... Really sorry because I gt so LAZY to update my blog these days.. LOLz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-2529821920612680203?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/2529821920612680203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-and-carolling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/2529821920612680203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/2529821920612680203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-and-carolling.html' title='Merry Christmas and... CAROLLING!'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-5175131970992832124</id><published>2008-11-19T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:11:41.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'> &amp;lt;span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;" lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;Wow… it was really a llloooooooonnnnnnggggggggg time I didn’t update my blog already. Just very glad to say that the stupid exam is OVER!!! (I know it’s a bit late..) On the last day of school, which is Friday, I straight away on my laptop to on9 when I reached home. BUT, the stupid TMnet… really stupid… the connection problem AGAIN! Really wth lor… the TMnet people said that they will solve it ASAP… then? Guess what? I waited until TODAY… only I’m able to on9. Before this, I on9 at my dad’s office since there’s Wifi there. But nevertheless, I install dotA again already… it’s good news because before this, I get the game from Prasath but some problems occur and I can’t open the game. Finally I can play already ^^.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;" lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;Next, I would like to say something to a person, which is ME myself. That thing is &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p style="text-align:center;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img33.glitterfy.com/325/glitterfy071824T179D33.gif" border="0" alt="Glitter Words" width="404" height="48" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p style="text-align:left;"&amp;gt;i know it might sound a bit late because my birthday was on 12th of November, but i still want to wish myself ^^. And in this post, I would like to thank those who wished my Happy Birthday, for example my dear friends, and also thank to my dear aunty and my dad who bought me present, and also Menchau (thanks for your present). thank you thank you you all ah...&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p style="text-align:left;"&amp;gt;              Haiz... the holiday had started. I thought it should be fun. Actually it truly was. But, after some days, I found out that the holiday is very boring. I started to feel like I can't stand it anymore. So boring, no school for the whole day and nothing to do. Luckily that now is still November, I still got my tuition at Minda Ceria. When December comes, I think i'll be dying because the Minda Ceria gt holiday also! Then I only gt my piano class, which is on every Friday. But I don't really like it much. Btw there's a Chinese Book fair at The Mines. It is from 14th November until 23rd of November. Haiz how i'd wished that i can go to the book fair too...&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p style="text-align:left;"&amp;gt;OK... I think it's quite late now. I wanna go and sleep already. Bye-bye. Anyway i think i'll be posting tomorrow... or later.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-5175131970992832124?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/5175131970992832124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/5175131970992832124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/5175131970992832124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-6269702172619237286</id><published>2008-10-09T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:11:36.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to You ^^!</title><content type='html'>To Dear Wu Chun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://glittermaker.nuclearcentury.com/"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://glittermaker.nuclearcentury.com/save/102007/fihhtg4YOj.gif" border="0" alt="http://www.nuclearcentury.com/ - Glitter Maker" width="416" height="65" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 10th of October is my idol: Wu Chun (Wu Zun)'s birthday!! I'm so happy (although it's actually none of my business).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wu Chun is very very very very very HANDSOME!!! He was born in 10.10.1980 in Brunei. He is one of the members form Fahrenheit. He is not only a singer but also an actor. He was the main character in many TV Dramas, for example Romantic Princess, Hanazakarino Kimitachihe and Tokyo Julliet. He is also the main character in his new movie &amp;lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Arial;"&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&amp;gt;武侠粱祝&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Arial;"&amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; (i wanna watch it!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... well i think, he don't really sing very well. Not as good as Jay Chou, Lee Hom and all that. But I think he is quite suitable to be an actor. He has a great improvement in his acting (but still need some improvement in his Chinese XD).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens, i will always support him de XD! GO Wu Chun! ^^y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-6269702172619237286?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/6269702172619237286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/6269702172619237286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/6269702172619237286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title='Happy Birthday to You ^^!'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-1511817442330236480</id><published>2008-10-07T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:11:34.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Story...</title><content type='html'>Recently i found many interesting stories. So i decided to share them. And, the best way to share with MANY people is through the blog. Now here is another story... (this time is English version, the origin is Chinese version but this blog seems to have some BIG problems on posting chinese words DUH!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p align="left"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;The value of 20 dollars&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p align="left"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p align="left"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p align="left"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p align="left"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p align="left"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p style="text-align:left;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;There was a father who just came home from work, very late. He felt very tired, and a bit annoyed. When he reached home, he found out that his 5-year-old son was waiting for him at the door. "Daddy, can I ask you a question?"&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p style="text-align:left;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;"What question?" "How much can you earn in an hour?" "This is none of your business, why on earth you ask this question?" asked the father angrily.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p style="text-align:left;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;"I just want to know, tell me, please... How much can you earn in an hour?" the little boy pleaded his father. "If you really want to know, I can earn 20 dollars in an hour."  "owh..." The little boy lowered his head down and said: " Daddy, can you borrow me 10 dollars?" The father was getting very furious and shouted: " If you want that 10 dollars just to buy some useless toys, please go into your bedroom immediately. Think about your selfishness. I work so hard outside for so long, I had no time to play children games with you."&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;The little boy kept quiet. He went into his room and closed the door.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;The father sat on the sofa. He was still very angry. But after a while, he calmed down. He started to think that maybe he was too fierce towards his son. Maybe the little boy really wanted to buy something, he seldom ask for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;The father went into his son's room: "have you slept, son?" "no, not yet, daddy." answered the little boy.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  " Just now, I might be too fierce towards you, I'm sorry. Nah, this is your 10 dollars." "owh Thank You daddy." The little boy happily took out some banknotes under his pillow, slowly counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hey, why you still ask for money since you got some?" asked the father angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:owh it's because just now i don't have enough, but now i have." The little boy answered, : "Daddy, i have 20 dollars now, can I buy an hour from you? Please come home earlier tomorrow, I want to have my dinner together with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father stood there... speechlessly... looking at his son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt;Share this story with the ones you love, but the most important thing is: share the precious time which has the value of 20 dollars with the one you love. This story is only a reminder, to remind those who are always busy to spend some time to look at those people who cares about you. Don't let the time just past away.... Time passed won't come back again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="MS Song"&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-1511817442330236480?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/1511817442330236480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-story.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/1511817442330236480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/1511817442330236480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-story.html' title='Another Story...'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-2390664900012373574</id><published>2008-10-06T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T06:45:57.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice story...</title><content type='html'>&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Hi there. In this post, i would like to share a story, a very nice story. But unfortunately this story is in Chinese. I'm so sorry to those who don't really know how to read Chinese... sry sry sry... But I THINK I can translate this story into English but i hope that you guys can give me some time. Maybe in the next post, i can post out this story AGAIN in English.... Really very sorry ah.... I hope that you all can understand because my English is not really that good.&lt;br /&gt;阿尔福雷德17岁那年在一次事故中双目失明了。此前，他是大学里的高才生，是校队出色的棒球手，是少女们青睐的美少年。可是，这一切都随着突如其来的黑暗消失了。他无法面对这样的打击，他将自己封闭在屋子里，拒绝与外界来往。阿尔福雷德住在格拉夫的教母知道他的近况后，立即邀请他到乡下来散心。格拉夫是法国著名的葡萄酒产区，阿尔福雷德的教母就住在一大片葡萄园边上。到格拉夫后，阿尔福雷德的心境并没有随着田园风情转好。他每天都独自闷闷不乐地窝在教母家门口的躺椅里。一个礼拜六的午后，正当阿尔福雷德昏昏欲睡时，一个稚气的女声在他身后响起：“嗨，你好，你就是那个新来的英国人吗?你真的什么也看不见?" 阿尔福雷德吭声，每当有人向他问起这些，他的心里都会划过一种难言的刺痛，因为他能想到问话人那种无济于事的怜悯。但这次有点出乎意外，他听到轻微的脚步声走近了。接着，一只小手抓住他，又是那个稚嫩的声音：“来，用手摸摸我的脸，这样就能知道我的模样了。”他的手被那只柔软的小手拉着轻轻地按在了一张小脸上，能感觉出柔软的皮肤，圆圆的鼻子，还有，睫毛有点长，头发是蓬松的。阿尔福雷德不由问道：“告诉我，你是谁呢?" “我是黛尔。”那个声音回答说。黛尔是教母邻居家的小女儿，刚满9岁，她父母经营着一个历史悠久的葡萄酒庄园。大概村子附近没有跟黛尔年龄相仿的玩伴，所以孤单的小女孩就瞄上了阿尔福雷德。起初，阿尔福雷德并不想跟黛尔有什么来往，因为生活已经让他够心烦的了。可黛尔并不在意他的冷淡，她总是一厢情愿地缠着他。一天，黛尔用带点讨好的口气对阿尔福雷德说：“我带你到我家的葡萄园里去玩好不好?” 阿尔福雷德生硬地拒绝道：“不行。”“为什么呢? 那里可漂亮了，葡萄成熟了。”黛尔不解地问。阿尔福雷德才不管那里怎样呢，他粗暴地打断她：“我是个瞎子，我又看不见什么鬼葡萄！”黛尔细声细气地说：“可是，我不是带你去看葡萄呀，你可以用手触摸，用嘴巴尝，还可以用耳朵" “用耳朵怎么啦" “耳朵可以听见早晨的露水从葡萄叶子上落地的声音，很小的声音，用心才能听见。”&lt;br /&gt;是啊，即便看不到美丽的景致，还有心可以去聆听，去感觉啊！阿尔福雷德慢慢伸出他的手，在黛尔的牵引下向葡萄园走去。生活的滋味果真不是单凭眼睛发现的，整个夏天，经常可以看到阿尔福雷德和黛儿在葡萄园的身影。漫山遍野种植着许多酿酒的优质葡萄，出身葡萄酒世家的黛尔引着阿尔福雷德尝遍了园子里的葡萄，娓娓地告诉他每一款葡萄的名字：梅乐、解百纳、品丽珠、赤霞珠、苏蔚浓、白麝香等等，有时，小女孩还调皮地跑来跑去，摘一些葡萄放在他嘴里，让他猜那些葡萄的名字，这似乎成了他们闲逛时的一件乐事。&lt;br /&gt;收获葡萄的时节到来了，村里人按传统要开启陈年的葡萄酒庆贺。在这个热闹的宴会上，热情善良的葡萄园主把第一杯酒献给了阿尔福雷德，他小心地啜了一小口，咂了咂嘴，随兴说道：“我感觉大概有一半比例的赤霞珠葡萄，三成的梅乐葡萄和两成左右的品丽珠葡萄，还有一点酸栗的味道。”&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span &amp;gt;听了他的话，葡萄园主楞住了，因为他竟准确地说出了那种葡萄酒的配方。过了片刻，又有一位客人换上另外一种酒请阿尔福雷德品尝，他依然准确地说出了酿酒葡萄的比例。客人们接二连三地递给阿尔福雷德不同的葡萄酒，他居然屡试不爽。这真是个奇迹，连阿尔福雷德自己也惊奇不已，但坐在一旁的黛尔并不感到特别，她明白其中的奥秘。小女孩不动声色地将自己面前的一小杯酒递给阿尔福雷德说：“你可不可以告诉我这杯酒里有些什么呢?" 阿尔福雷德抿了一口，皱了皱眉头，又尝了一小口，然后笑着说道：“哦，由精选得苏蔚浓和白麝香葡萄合成的干白，这是你们庄园最好的酒，恐怕有人刚才加了一点没有成熟的新鲜塞蜜容葡萄汁的比例。黛尔顽皮地笑出声，她凑到阿尔福雷德的耳朵边嘀咕道：“这是我们的酒，是我们的秘密，只有你能尝出来。”&lt;br /&gt;冬天来临的时候，阿尔福雷德离开了格拉夫，他已经不再是那个因失明而变得阴郁乖戾的小伙子了，生活对于他有了新的目标，而这些全都依赖一个9岁的小女孩所赐。回到英国后，阿尔福雷德很快在英国的品酒师圈里崭露头角。一个品酒师通常是用舌头判定味道，用鼻子品评芳香，用眼睛观察色泽，而阿尔福雷德却是用心，他不仅用心品出了酒的味道，而且用心品出了酒的色泽芳香，更重要的是，他用心品出了酒的质地，体会到了酒的境界和韵感。时光流转，他以出神入化的品酒技能逐渐成为声名远播的顶级品酒大师，许多新款的葡萄酒一经他鉴定都销路大开。多年过去，阿尔福雷德步入中年，在伦敦拥有了自己的葡萄酒鉴定公司。一天，一位年轻的法国游客来到阿尔福雷德的公司，她还带着一款新制的葡萄酒，她坚持请阿尔福雷德本人鉴定。在二楼安静的品酒屋，阿尔福雷德将杯子里的酒放近鼻子嗅嗅，然后抿了一小口，他怔了怔，随即微笑道：“由精选得苏蔚浓和白麝香葡萄合成，来自我一个朋友的葡萄庄园，而且还私下加了点新鲜的塞蜜容葡萄汁比例，这一次葡萄熟了，我想她也长大了。” 来客爽朗大笑着拉住阿尔福雷德的手，像好多年以前那样抚在她的脸上. 葡萄熟了，带着年轻稳定的柔顺气息。小女孩长大成人了，脸上还泛着阿尔福雷德看不见的羞涩红润。&lt;br /&gt;Well, I sincerely hope that many people can read this nice story. Hope that you guys can recommend your friends to visit my blog and read this story. If you don't want to visit my blog just for this story, you can always search in the internet for this story (i'm not sure whether got or not but i think there is... gua). And yah, the title of this story is " 葡萄熟了". I hope that everyone who read this will like it. Besides reading and enjoying this story, I hope that everyone can think... use you heart to think about this story....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-2390664900012373574?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/2390664900012373574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/10/nice-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/2390664900012373574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/2390664900012373574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/10/nice-story.html' title='A nice story...'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-875632243350187685</id><published>2008-09-28T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:11:30.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>&amp;lt;p style="text-align:left;"&amp;gt;Recently I attended a wedding dinner. The bride in this wedding is my father's secondary-school-time's classmate's daughter &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;(very far i know).&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; But can you imagine, I'm the ELDEST child in my family, and the bride is the YOUNGEST child in her family, and both of our fatherS are actually SAME AGE! The bride is very pretty, what I mean was VERY. Anybody watched the Disney's MULAN before? Yeah the bride looks exactly just like Mulan, erm... I think she is even prettier.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got some weird feelings for this bride. She is only EIGHTEEN!! 18! She was JUST allowed to take alcoholic drinks and cigarettes (according to Malaysia's law)! Then, she got married... You know why? It's because she is pregnant. She got married with her boyfriend which is 21 years old. I was a bit sad for her actually... So young, she has to become a wife and a mother. It's not that easy, I think. Haiz... When my father told me this, I was a bit shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, well I think, this couple shouldn't do s*x so early, when they are still so young, OR wear con*om when they do marr... lol. &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Don't say I'm perverted or what lah... I'm just giving some.... comments...&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-875632243350187685?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/875632243350187685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/09/sigh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/875632243350187685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/875632243350187685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/09/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-4569995763562756916</id><published>2008-09-25T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:11:27.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a small correction</title><content type='html'>&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Eh erhm.... in this post, I wanted to make some corrections about the last post i made. According to Teng Yong, everything happens just like what the post said, but according to Men Chau, it's a different story. So, honestly, I think you can only trust the events in that post for about 75%.... It's up to you whether you want to believe a &amp;lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:#ff6600;font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"&amp;gt;BLURR KING &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;(Teng Yong) or an &amp;lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:#ff0000;font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"&amp;gt;OSTRICH&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; (Men Chau).&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Well, If anybody wants to know more about what happened during that Basketball match, I would like to recommend you all to visit a blog: &amp;lt;a href="http://bluedarkness.wordpress.com"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&amp;gt;http://bluedarkness.wordpress.com&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;. This blog contain many further information about that basketball match because the owner of this blog is the camera man on that day. He went to SBS to take photos and video for SAB Basketball team... YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-4569995763562756916?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/4569995763562756916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-small-correction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/4569995763562756916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/4569995763562756916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-small-correction.html' title='Just a small correction'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-6075985710801111956</id><published>2008-09-24T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:53.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAB vs SBS</title><content type='html'>&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#000000;"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:#00ccff;font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"&amp;gt;Today: 24, September 2008&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;"&amp;gt;, my school &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&amp;gt;SMK Aminuddin Baki and SMK Seri Bintang Selatan &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&amp;gt;h&amp;lt;span style="color:#000000;"&amp;gt;ad&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#000000;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt; a &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;friendly&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;basketball match at SMK Seri Bintang Selatan. This match is for Form 2 only. Players from S&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;AB are: Brandon &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;(&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;who didn’t even played ONE round), Teng Yong &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;(a very Pro guy),&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; Men Chau &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;(according to the others, he’s very good in rebounding)&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;, Shan Zhi, Wei Chong, Tau Teng, Wei Sheng, Wai Kit, Shawn and others. All of them are form 2. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;color:#000000;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#000000;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;          &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Before this match even started, many dumb things had happened. Look at these:&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#000000;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;          &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;All these players actually followed Wei Chong’s mother’s car &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;(I think so…)&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; and Teng Yong’s mum’s car. There is a very very dumb guy called Men Chau here. He told Teng Yong that he wanted to go back to his hostel &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;(or to Tsun Jin)&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; to get some stuffs. He said that he’ll be meeting Teng Yong they all in front of the school gate since he said that he wanted to follow Teng Yong’s mum’s car to SBS. So, Teng Yong, Tau Teng and Shan Zhi actually waited him for very long time at the school gate. Unfortunately, they couldn’t even saw his shadow although the time was already &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;2.50pm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;. Therefore, Teng Yong asked Shan Zhi and Tau Teng to run to Men Chau’s hostel to look for him. Eventually, they couldn’t see him there. They ran all over the hostel, also couldn’t see Men Chau… so &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:#ff0000;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;DUMB&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#000000;"&amp;gt;(I mean Men Chau). &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#000000;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;"&amp;gt;After both of them came back, they went to find for the Men Chau&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&amp;gt;AGAIN&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;! &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;color:#000000;"&amp;gt;This time, they tried to find him in school. They ran like mad in the whole school just to search for this very stupid &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#800000;"&amp;gt;OSTRICH! &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;color:#000000;"&amp;gt;But, they still couldn’t find him. After that, guess what had happened? That’s it!!! Teng Yong they all suddenly received a call from Men Chau. This is what Men Chau said: “ Eh Teng Yong ah, I’m here in SBS already lor, I followed Wei Chong’s mum’s car just now…” WALAO EH! Very funny de lor, followed Wei Chong already don’t want inform earlier… When Teng Yong they all reached SBS, Men Chau saw them and said: “ ah Teng Yong, I’m here liao&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;..^.^ &amp;amp;lt;&amp;amp;lt; (with this expression). &amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;Teng Yong told me when tuition: “ I feel like hitting him just now!” wakaka…. Men Chau… see lar… it’s all your fault XP!&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;color:#000000;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#000000;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;Hehe… I’m very &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;LAZY&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;right n&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;ow… I don’t feel like blogging now… really very sorry to those who always read my blog. But I’ll be posting soon… more about the basketball match… about what happened during the match. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;color:#000000;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#99cc00;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&amp;gt;B&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;y the way, I was not in the scene when they went for this basketball match. I knew all these were because Teng Yong told me. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;color:#3366ff;"&amp;gt;Owh yah, forgot to tell you, there’s a guy named Tiong Hong Jian who went there to take video for all of them… Nice guy leh~~ Hehe…&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-6075985710801111956?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/6075985710801111956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/09/sab-vs-sbs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/6075985710801111956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/6075985710801111956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/09/sab-vs-sbs.html' title='SAB vs SBS'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-4591650339076006326</id><published>2008-09-22T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:49.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my visit to SMK Cochrane</title><content type='html'>&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:small;"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;Last Friday, I actually went to SMK Cochrane. I WALK there. &amp;lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&amp;gt;Imagine… the weather is so hot!!! And the school, is so far away… &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;last year, I used to walk to SMK Cochrane Perkasa for TWO times, &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#cc99ff;"&amp;gt;to meet my ex-lover &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;XP. &amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;SMK Cochrane Perkasa is quite near…&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;but I don’t really know how to go there…&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; I always follow a very dumb guy called Men Chau to SMK Cochrane Perkasa. So, as you know, this time, I followed this GUY again to SMK Cochrane… &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;coz he is the only one who know the way (sigh).. &amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;Do you know that MenChau is about 182cm?! So he can walk very fast… &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;coz his legs are very long&amp;lt;span style="color:#008000;"&amp;gt;..&amp;amp;gt;.&amp;amp;lt; (&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#008000;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#008000;"&amp;gt;so &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;unfair… my legs are so short!) &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;plus, I’m not a good runner. Therefore, he left me at behind… far far away. But I know, he’ll be waiting for me de… Hehe… I kept on running from my school, at last, I saw him when I almost reach the Kompleks Sukan Kampong Pandan. He is waiting for me there. Really very dumb de that crazy guy… along the journey… he was laughing at me for running so slow. When both of us reached the T-Junction, we stopped there. We were waiting for those cars to stop for us… the road is quite wide and straight, those cars were like &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;flying&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; when moving. Finally, there was a time &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&amp;gt;(actually it’s just about 5 minutes later) &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;there was no car on the road… we cross the road…. He looked exactly like my father; he thought that I don’t know how to cross the road!! Yor… &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;After that, we continue our walk. We crossed one more road again. Then we reached the &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;Hindu&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;Temple&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;. The sun was &amp;lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&amp;gt;REALLY VERY VERY HOT…&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ahhhhh~~~ At this time, MenChau said that we gt to run faster because we &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;(actually is me only XD)&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; have only 45 minutes. Men Chau and me left our school at &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;12.45pm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt; and my Dad was going to fetch me at &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;1.30pm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;. We ran and ran until we reached somewhere near some apartments. Men Chau told me that Tau Teng lives somewhere here.&amp;lt;span style="color:#33cccc;"&amp;gt; Wow! This is the first time I’d ever knew this! &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;After that we walked into a housing area. There are many terrace houses. When we reached there, I knew that it’s somewhere near to SMK Cochrane Perkasa. This school is very famous for &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;samseng&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;. When I saw this school, I felt like very happy because I &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&amp;gt;thought &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;SMK COCHRANE is also somewhere near here &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;(since their names sound so alike).&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; But not long after that, after we walked past the SMK Cochrane Perkasa, I suddenly found out that actually the SMK COCHRANE is still very far away… &amp;lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;save me! &amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;         &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;When we wanted to cross another road, we saw something. Erm… actually it’s &amp;lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&amp;gt;someONE&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;. Guess who? Haha…. You can’t guess de… &amp;lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&amp;gt;it’s Men Chau’s mum!!! &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;MAN!!! &amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;His mum doesn’t allow him to come out… walking… so far away from our school and his hostel…. Somemore with &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&amp;gt;A&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&amp;gt; girl.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;Men Chau looked like very scared. He hid behind the trees near a house just next to us. I saw his expression… it’s like… so… funny LOL! Finally, his mum went away already. We crossed the road and walked past a Bus-stop. There were many students waiting for bus there near the bus-stop. Many of them thought that me and Men Chau are a pair of couple &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&amp;gt;(ABSOLUTELY IMPOSSIBLE!!! This will never happen!!! Not in the past, not now and not in the future!!! My dear friends, if one day this comes true… kill me please… before I kill myself! XP). &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;They looked at us like we are very different…. Huhu…&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;          &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Finally, we crossed the LAST road. YEAH! But there were still some distance to walk. When we reached the school, the school’s gate was opened so WIDE… we walked in &amp;lt;span style="color:#800080;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;(I didn’t even take out my tie)&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;without registering or something. Haha… when we reached the canteen, guess what? Yeah, Men Chau straight away go and find Zhi wei &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#800080;"&amp;gt;(his dream girl). &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;And he just dump me near the basketball court &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;(very mean leh…. This is Men Chau lor!) &amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;at the school, I saw Chia Teng Wei. Wow, she was so pretty. I thought she was in SMK PUDU PEREMPUAN. Then, I saw a 6M guy… Chua Wei Ming…. Still that crazy look… no changes… AT ALL &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;(except taller)&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;! Then I saw Joseph Wong, the guy who sat next to me when I was Standard 6. And now he is in the same tuition centre with me. When Men Chau was playing basketball, I was chatting with Joseph. Do you know what he asked me ah? &amp;lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&amp;gt;He said: eh, why Wu Ben never follow you to Cochrane de? &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;OMG! Out dated lah…. Wu ben is standard 6 lah wei… He also doesn’t like me liao…&amp;lt;em&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style="color:#cc99ff;"&amp;gt;(I think so….) &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;so I told him: &amp;lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&amp;gt;nola, me and wuben no more adi, now we are just friends… and I told him I gt a lover…XDXD…&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; but I didn’t tell him who is it. When we are chatting, suddenly one of his friends asked him: eh, this girl from what school? So I told them: erm… I am fom SMK Aminuddin Baki. You should see their expressions… &amp;lt;span style="color:#800000;"&amp;gt;they gave out an expression of &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;“WAH!”. &amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Suddenly, I felt &amp;lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;(the first time ever) &amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;, I’m very proud to be a SABian!&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;Now is already &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;12.08 AM&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:&amp;amp;quot;"&amp;gt;…. I gtg to sleep (coz tomorrow still gt skl)…. So I think it’s end of my post for today. I’ll tell you something more about my “visit” to SMK COCHRANE tomorrow… if you are willing to &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&amp;gt;read &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;it. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;font face="Times New Roman"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size="3"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="Times New Roman"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size="3"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="Times New Roman"&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-4591650339076006326?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/4591650339076006326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-visit-to-smk-cochrane.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/4591650339076006326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/4591650339076006326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-visit-to-smk-cochrane.html' title='my visit to SMK Cochrane'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-7656322559336801762</id><published>2008-09-04T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:48.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>continued... and to be continued...</title><content type='html'>&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;Oops… seems like I hadn’t been posting anything for so many days. I’m so sorry because I’m quite busy these days… and also lazy XD.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;Well.. I’m going to continue about the stayover…&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;After that, we gt a game called Night Hunt. It is actually something just like station games. We were divided into a few groups (and I’m in the same group with the John x_x). We have to run all over the church except for the pastor’s office and sanctuary, to play the games. But all the lights in the church were turned off… that’s why the game was called Night Hunt. But luckily we were allowed to bring torchlights. During the game, we had to paint our faces using the phrase “Save Me!” using black paint. After that we had to drink two cups of extremely cold water… two cups using the same amount of time. For example, if you use one minute to drink the first cup of water, then you’ll have to use exactly ONE minute. Luckily our group passed the game. Then we did many funny things like sing songs PLUS action IN THE DARK! It looks so funny LOL! After everything ended, we watched a movie named: The End of the Spears. It is filming about a group of people who went into the jungles in United States to spread the gospel but they end up got killed because the ‘orang asli’ there can’t understand their words. They thought that the group of people was going to kill them. Those people who live in the jungle always kill people using the spears if they are mad or angry at that particular person. After some time, the family members of the group of people went inside the jungle again. This time, those people living in the jungle knew that they were trying to help. So they didn’t kill them. Luckily. Many people thought that the part when they kill is very KEJAM. What lar? NOT AT ALL! I don’t think that they watched something REALLY KEJAM before. This movie sounds so… DUMB for me. I don’t really know what to see in this movie. No violence. No horrors. And definitely no 18sx things &amp;amp;gt;.&amp;amp;lt; ! Erm it’s not that I’m VERY interested in this knid of things lar.. but you see, there’s even NO jokes, NO funny stuffs in the movie. The whole movie is so long… and so boring LOL (shh.. don’t tell other people that I said so). But during the movie, we got Cokes and Popcorns (owh I hate popcorns), but Coke is nice.. haha. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;After the movie, it’s already about &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;2.30am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;. We were told to sleep. After we went back to the place we sleep, I straight away went into the room where girls sleep. We sleep on the floor but with sleeping bags… and super super cold Air Conditioner. I almost FREEZE inside the room! It’s really very very very cold… and guesses what? I was sleeping just in front of the Air-Cond! &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Good enough… isn’t it?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;p class="MsoNormal"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span lang="EN-US"&amp;gt;Okk I’ll be posting some more about the next day’s activities… gtg now… sorry because I know I’m very lazy haha XD.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-7656322559336801762?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/7656322559336801762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/09/continued-and-to-be-continued.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/7656322559336801762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/7656322559336801762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/09/continued-and-to-be-continued.html' title='continued... and to be continued...'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-2818255652078943150</id><published>2008-08-26T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:47.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Church's Stayover</title><content type='html'>On 22-23 August, my church had held a stayover. There is a bunch of activities during this stayover. It is really very fun. We reached church about 5pm. Then I went upstairs to the 4th floor with my friends. We throw our luggage at where we sleep and went downstairs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started this by listening to the briefing by those camp helpers. We sleep at the fourth floor. There's a big room there. Inside there, there are 2 small rooms and a toilet. Girls sleep in one of the small room while boys sleep outside the small room. Helpers sleep at outside the small room too. There's only ONE TOILET at that place. There are about 20 campers and few helpers. Therefore, OF COURSE, the toilet is not enough. Every time, we have to wait and wait and wait for the toilet. Some of them who don't want to wait for that long went to the ground floor. There are more toilets there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played many games and did many activities there. The first meal we had there was dinner. All of us sit together around a long table. Before we started to eat, WeiChiew told us that we had to serve the people who was sitting at our right hand side with food. There's this boy called Say Sian Jee who is sitting at my right, therefore i gt to serve him. I don't really know how much he wanted to eat because in this case, we are not allowed to ask. We were only allowed to take for them. Therefore we gt to guess ourselves. Eventually, many people told me that that "handsome" guy actually EAT A LOT. So, I take a lot of food for him. The food in the plate just looked like a mountain. Really, not lying... If there's a chance, I'll show you the picture XD. I took a lot for him. I saw his expression when looking at his plate... HAHAHA!!! Very Funny ah! haha... sorry for him... Who asked him to sit next to me.. XD? As the result, he FINISH EVERYTHING!!! Some more he took some food from the little girl at his right because he took to much for her and she can't finish. For me, the lenglui next to me (Yanhui) took quite much food for me. But never mind, cause many people will finish them for me. HEHE... the first one is my sister, my second sister. OMG She can really eat a lot. She helped me finished up the chicken. Then the poor Yan Hui, she helped me finished some rice, the egg and also the brinjals... She keep on thinking that she took too much for me (and this is TRUE!!) so she helped me eat away a lot hahaha. Then the guy on my right also gt help.. he help me finished up the vegetables... wakakaka. At last, I only ate some rice and some vege plus some brinjals. (also very full liao ar &amp;amp;gt;.&amp;amp;lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we sang some songs, then we listened to a short talk by LeeYng. She asked us some question. She asked us what thing comes first into our mind if we think of some words like: RED. When she asked what thing comes first into our mind when we think of the word: Boyfriend/ Girlfriend. Many people said they don't know, some of them said that it's a waste of time (of coz NOT). For me, of course is my dear lor XD! When I say out my answer ah, suddenly gt people shouted ZHIYUAN. What lar... wth to do with zhiyuan orrrr..... They always say about me and him... And then always tease me de LOL. Don't know who started this... Hmmm... I think must be the John lor.... he is WULIAO enough... wei JOHN ah, I gt lover liao lar XD XD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we break into some small groups and start some discussion. There will be a helper in each group. Eventually, there is NO GIRLS in my group, because there are only about three or four people in a group. I gt a form2 and a form1 guy in my group. The form2 guy really funny... He keep on thinking that he is very PRO in dotA. Really de... This is because he never met BRANDON before. Brandon is quite PRO in dotA. Unbreakable record in form2... pro pro pro. And then the form 1 guy, keep on telling us that he is already 31 years old. When the helper asked him what shcool he came from, he said that he need some time to think because he is very old jor... haha funny. He said that he wanted to be in the Olympic Games 8 years later... Hoho... he said that he will be 39 years old that time LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… I’ll be telling you about something after this… latest by tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-2818255652078943150?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/2818255652078943150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-church-stayover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/2818255652078943150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/2818255652078943150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-church-stayover.html' title='My Church&amp;#39;s Stayover'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-8684133768340321593</id><published>2008-08-15T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:45.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry..</title><content type='html'>i admit that i spread out the news.. i'm sorry. and, yahyahyah, you are the one who said sorry at the first place everytime we quarrel. and i admit everything, everything and everything. ok? this time not acting... i'm really really not acting. so please don't say that i'm acting again. and so sorry for polluting your blog. i won't pollute it anymore. so so so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really hope that you can forgive me.  放过我 la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-8684133768340321593?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/8684133768340321593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/08/sorry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8684133768340321593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8684133768340321593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/08/sorry.html' title='sorry..'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-8640481993484066254</id><published>2008-08-10T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:41.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Careless ah!</title><content type='html'>Today when Moral class, I got my moral paper back. As usual, I score in my moral paper ^^Y. It's not that I'm CHUAN or anything... It's just that I got some kind of happy feelings because of my score. I know there are many other people who score higher marks than me. But I don't care. I'm quite happy with the marks, and that's enough. But you know, there's a guy here. He scored about 23 over 40. Actually, in my opinion, erm.. this result is not very good. But it is not very bad also la because many people score lower than this. He is a very pro guy. I know, he SURE will score higher in the End-Year examination. By the way this is only an assessment or something like a test, it is not really important.  But he said that as he is a prefect, marks will be deducted due to the low score in the exams. Really ah... I can only say... bad for him lor... next time score higher lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, you know my MATHS paper? It is the easiest paper in the world. I thought that when I was doing the paper. But you know, my result: 94 marks only! OMG! 6 marks deducted! Just simply because of some careless mistakes. AH~~ I really want to cry ah... The stupid guy in my class (he is very pro in maths!) scored 100!!! AH!! T.T really arh.. i better go die LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-8640481993484066254?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/8640481993484066254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/08/careless-ah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8640481993484066254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8640481993484066254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/08/careless-ah.html' title='Careless ah!'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-5666776374316620007</id><published>2008-08-06T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:41.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>Wow, finally my school's exam is over. I really study like hell during the FEW DAYS before the exam LOL. There is REALLY A LOT to study, especially the history and geography. Can you imagine memorising fourteen &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;babs &amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;of Geography and six &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;babs &amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;of history using just TWO DAYS? Some more the sivik, science, seni, english, bahasa malaysia, moral...... Haiz... can anybody tell me how can i finish study for the End-Year Exam? I got to study all the books in Form One and Form Two. CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I got to know that I might have only two mistakes in my history paper. Well, as usual, it is careless mistakes. Really, I always did careless mistakes in the exams. Almost EVERYTIME and most of the papers, there will be AT LEAST ONE careless mistake. My science paper is a vey good prove. You know, I threw almost 10 marks away because of some stupid careless mistakes? Really arh... I feel like BANGING my head to the wall. But very surprisingly, I only got about six or seven mistakes in my KH paper. I think it is maybe because I'm better in some of the KH topics like ELECTRONIC and TECHNICAL DRAWINGS. I don't really prefer other topics like MASAKAN or TANAMAN HIASAN. These topics are really boring. They just keep on saying about how to plant flowers, and something to do with the MENU, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, there's a guy. He is really really nice. But I don't know why, I made him angry... erm.. or some kind of not happy lar, i think. I know it's my fault lar. But I promise... I really PROMISE I won't make you angry again. Hmm... I think i know the reason why you are upset. I will control lor... Dun be angry liao lah... PLS dun be angry ah... And i promise i WONT... and will NEVER ignore you lah yor... How can I ignore a guy as good as you? XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-5666776374316620007?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/5666776374316620007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/5666776374316620007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/5666776374316620007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-2883888199920247232</id><published>2008-07-22T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:39.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAQ...</title><content type='html'>Recently, I met a.. i don't really know how to say lar XD... It's just that some people keep on asking me a question. I don't really know is this a problem or what. Just that they keep on asking a question that I can't answer. But, I will definitely laugh when they ask me.. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the question is: "Jiazhen, who is the guy you like huh?" and also "Ei Jiazhen, who is your boyfriend?". All these become FAQ whenever they saw me OMG. I don't know how they know I got one. It's so funny. They keep on asking and also guessing. I can't deny that sometimes they are very clever. They got the correct answer but I just keep quiet XD. I made a promise to someone before this. I promised that i will keep this as a secret. So, i'm gonna to keep it as a secret. I know sometimes I might accidentally said some secrets out BUT this one, i DEFINITELY WON'T. I won't even say out a single word about this. Hehe... so, my dear friends, stop asking me ah... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-2883888199920247232?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/2883888199920247232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/07/faq.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/2883888199920247232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/2883888199920247232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/07/faq.html' title='FAQ...'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-8526681638578456016</id><published>2008-07-12T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:39.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to say...</title><content type='html'>I just want to tell somebody something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I'm erm,,, FAN or what, i really hope that you can tell me straight away. I know i can be quite FAN sometimes. And, if you think that i'm rather BORING to you, you can also tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT... please don't stop talking to me lar... I really cannot stand anymore. If even you also don't want to talk to me arh... I can really &amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;崩溃 you know? &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;I just want to say this... I hope you can understand...&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;span style="font-family:MS Song;"&amp;gt;p/s: I'm so sorry if you don't like this.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-8526681638578456016?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/8526681638578456016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-want-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8526681638578456016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8526681638578456016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-want-to-say.html' title='I just want to say...'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-138535633037966518</id><published>2008-07-07T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:38.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad...</title><content type='html'>This week is really bad for me. I mean REALLY BAD. Too many bad things happen on me in a SUDDEN. I odn't know how to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my good friend told me something really weird. I don't really believe in her LOL. So, i asked the person. He denied those and he said he want to ask my friend. I think it was a good idea because i also want to know the truth. This is what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked my friend and my friend felt angry because i told spread the thing. I noe it's my fault so I said sorry. i said sorry for twice, once in school and once in MSN. But i think she can't accept, she keep on saying that i don't admit my mistakes LOL. I said sorry and i asked why she want to tell something like this. She didn't answered. She even said that i'm ACTING!! And honestly i don't really understand why she said like this. And now, she tell her friends that i can't keep secret and don't admit my own mistakes. So, now her friends hat me also. They keep on talking bad about me.  In school, they don't even talk to me. It's really... i dunno how to say... But luckily i still gt my friend Farah, and someone (that 1 i like XD) and some other friends. If not, i don't know how am i going to die in school.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you something that happened last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy in my school liked a girl in my previous class, an almost-perfect-girl. But, unfortunately, that girl don't like him. So one day, that girl told me something. She said:"JiaZhen, can u please tell him (that guy) that i had threw away the key chain that he gave me..? i don't like him lehh.." I was so shocked. You can't threw the present that people gave you although you don't like that person, right? But i said nothing except YES. So i did what i had promised to her. I told the boy that she threw away the key chain. I know he must be very sad. The one you like threw away your gift... Everyone will sure be sad one right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, something happened that make me really SHOCKED!! That almost-perfect-girl told other people that I'm the one who told the boy that she had threw away the key chain but actually she didn't. This means -- i'm telling LIES!!! i SWEAR that i'd never tell lies about this case. I know this knid of things will hurt people's feelings. I'm not that bad ok?! i don't tell this kind of lies, that hurts!! How can she said this, huh?!!! It's totally UNBELIEVABLE!!! Now I'm worrying that the boy might thought that i'm lying and actually i DIDN"T!! I didn't lie about this thing ok... stop ACCUSING me!!! Please believe me lar... I didn't lie I didn't lie I didn't lie I didn't lie I didn't lie!!!!! really lar... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these things arh... really wtf de...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-138535633037966518?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/138535633037966518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/07/sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/138535633037966518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/138535633037966518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/07/sad.html' title='Sad...'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-622343526597096561</id><published>2008-06-29T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:36.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocked</title><content type='html'>&amp;lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&amp;gt;Something happened on me. Something that made me shocked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#a0522d;"&amp;gt;Today, as usual, I was talking with Brandon (the guy sitting behind me) something about s**. Suddenly, a very disgusting guy-- Men Chau, threw out a very stupid question to me. He asked:" Ooi Yap, what's your size ah?" I was so confused. What size he is talking about?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#000000;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#a0522d;"&amp;gt;At the same time, Brandon suddenly stopped his crazy laughing. He looked at Men Chau with a shocked expression on his face. Then, I knew what Men Chau was talking about.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&amp;gt;OMG!! He is talking about my bre*st size! &amp;lt;span style="color:#a0522d;"&amp;gt;Actually I didn't feel annoying that time but it was just so &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;SHOCKED!!! &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#a0522d;"&amp;gt;LOL! As a friend, how can he asked me something like this, and expected that I will be answering his crazy question. I can answer him if he is someone whom I like or my good friends. But the matter is that he is NOT!!! Another reason that I can't answer his question is simply because that I never measure the size. How on earth can I tell someone something that I don't even know?!&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-622343526597096561?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/622343526597096561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/06/shocked.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/622343526597096561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/622343526597096561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/06/shocked.html' title='Shocked'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-1979331231101269936</id><published>2008-06-28T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:34.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LARIAN SABIAN</title><content type='html'>&amp;lt;span style="color:#008000;"&amp;gt;Today my school were having cross country. I took part in it. I think the distance was only 3 kilometres. But, i ran like hell. It was so so so tiring. i started by jogging slowly but i found out that it can be very tiring too if i keep on doing it. Me and one of my best friend decided to run together.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#008000;"&amp;gt;But when we reached the Sri Garden, my friend said that her heart is very pain. So, I decided to walk with her. I was so scared that she would fainted and I know nothing except asking help. Luckily, she didn't faint. But, we get nothing at last. My result is out of 60. So terrible... haiz...&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-1979331231101269936?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/1979331231101269936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/06/larian-sabian.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/1979331231101269936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/1979331231101269936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/06/larian-sabian.html' title='LARIAN SABIAN'/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-8353201830886356228</id><published>2008-06-23T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:33.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something </title><content type='html'>&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;Today is the first day I really have a nice blog. I made some blogs in the past, too. But I failed to "take care" of the blog because I was so lazy to renew it every day... &amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;haha...&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&amp;gt;By the way, can anybody just left me some comments?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;Today, something happened to me. You might not think that it is nice, but I do. I told a guy that I like him. I often joke about this matter but now it is not a joke. I don't know why, don't ask me. Liking someone is a special feeling. I don't know whether you feel it or not. &amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;I'm always doing my tuition homework. Just like today, I'm doing my BM tuition homework. There are a lot of homework in this tuition centre and you MUST finish it. If not, the tuition centre will call your parents &amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;( I mean if you are unlucky enough)&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;. But if you are lucky, the teacher won't ask a question about the homework. I like this tuition centre so much, my best friends are all here &amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&amp;gt;(almost)&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt; and the teacher is really GOOD. It is the BEST if you finished your homework. You can really improve a lot by doing the work there. You know, i had wrote a thousand-word-essay. Isn't that COOL?    &amp;lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&amp;gt;erm... am I promoting?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&amp;gt;Is this blog SHORT enough? LOL&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982687607702633440-8353201830886356228?l=niveous-melanic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/feeds/8353201830886356228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/06/something.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8353201830886356228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982687607702633440/posts/default/8353201830886356228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://niveous-melanic.blogspot.com/2008/06/something.html' title='Something '/><author><name>kissmejiazhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718013785842367952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Yavc1HlMcU/Sc2D_OA4AgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mrL7hOW_KYU/S220/31-1-2009b+(wth+frame+2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982687607702633440.post-8793509183001250382</id><published>2008-06-23T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:10:32.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About</title><content type='html'>This is an example of a WordPress page, you could edit this to put information about yourself or your site so readers know where you are coming from. 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