<?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-1990384741109910857</id><updated>2012-02-03T02:02:20.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EeniMeenie</title><subtitle type='html'>OF BLA.BLE.BLI.BLO.BLU.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>207</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-6502877016216901774</id><published>2012-02-03T01:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T02:02:20.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hagen Troy Tan!</title><content type='html'>- A Singaporean born International Composing Artiste. &lt;br /&gt;- Started his musical career as a composer. &lt;br /&gt;- Has written songs for Ocean Ou (欧得洋), Harlem Yu (庾澄慶), Wilber Pan (潘玮柏), Jocie Guo (郭美美), Rachael Liang (梁文音) and also Jolin Tsai (蔡依林).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Bountiful Blessings &amp; I found him!!&lt;br /&gt;How come i nvr notice him b4 one? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rek_9Ut72S4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要跟你手牽手&lt;br /&gt;永遠不回頭&lt;br /&gt;一起勇敢向前走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果有什麼波折&lt;br /&gt;有我的胸口&lt;br /&gt;緊緊貼在你左右 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovessss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-6502877016216901774?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/6502877016216901774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/02/hagen-troy-tan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6502877016216901774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6502877016216901774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/02/hagen-troy-tan.html' title='Hagen Troy Tan!'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Rek_9Ut72S4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4571167483941935813</id><published>2012-02-02T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T23:34:20.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You wouldn't believe this..</title><content type='html'>That i actually cried while watching I Love HK 2012. and also Ah Beng.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Silly me?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I am. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what He (the old man) says is true.. &lt;br /&gt;Shall appreciate all the things we have and all the people around us even more now.&lt;br /&gt;Be contented!&lt;br /&gt;Else, we are so gonna regret in the future. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many flashbacks when they talk bout 2012. &lt;br /&gt;Kinda regret ending things but..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything about it but to continue with it.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to myself! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"在乎你的人，就算你是个负担，他也会担得开心。"&lt;br /&gt;Learn this from "Material Queen". Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MATERIAL QUEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ec55fNhKgEE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a sushi meal with sis and bro tmr.&lt;br /&gt;And dad brought us to movie for the past few days.. Continuously. (kinda unusual)&lt;br /&gt;And he took lotsa pics with us too.&lt;br /&gt;Starting to buy camera..&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the old pictures..&lt;br /&gt;And even worried that no one will want me in the future!! Afraid that I "jia bu chu qu" in the future.. Due to my current size.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Start appreciate things!&lt;br /&gt;Before it's gone!&lt;br /&gt;Love youu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Liver Chronic?&lt;br /&gt;Thingswillneverend.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4571167483941935813?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4571167483941935813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-wouldnt-believe-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4571167483941935813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4571167483941935813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-wouldnt-believe-this.html' title='You wouldn&apos;t believe this..'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ec55fNhKgEE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-3855974895736718816</id><published>2012-02-01T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:18:53.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just sharing: Top 5 Needs of woman and man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WOMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Affection&lt;br /&gt;Security&lt;div&gt;Protection (Environment)&lt;br /&gt;Comfort&lt;br /&gt;Approval&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Conversation&lt;br /&gt;“ Woman talks 30000 words a day while man talks 15000 words a day”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Honesty and Openness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Financial Support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Family Commitment&lt;br /&gt;Have a lots of time&lt;br /&gt;Proper parenting skills (mean by : support to teach and explain)&lt;br /&gt;Wise discipline&lt;br /&gt;Explain rules&lt;br /&gt;Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sexual Fulfillment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Recreational Companionship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Attractive Spouse&lt;br /&gt;Weight control&lt;br /&gt;Make up&lt;br /&gt;Hairstyle&lt;br /&gt;Clothing&lt;br /&gt;Cosmetic Surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Domestic Support&lt;br /&gt;Quiet&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful&lt;br /&gt;Supportive family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Admiration&lt;br /&gt;Positive words&lt;br /&gt;Constructive, non-judgmental&lt;br /&gt;A husband need an admiring wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;In marriage, you don’t do things for justice and fairness but for &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOVE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;CARE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Marriage break off because lack of care and protection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Based on 40 years of experiences counseling 25,000 pairs of couples.&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/1990384741109910857-3855974895736718816?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/3855974895736718816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/02/just-sharing-top-5-needs-of-woman-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3855974895736718816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3855974895736718816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/02/just-sharing-top-5-needs-of-woman-and.html' title='Just sharing: Top 5 Needs of woman and man'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-6553023937088993124</id><published>2012-01-31T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T21:26:39.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the lyrics. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/weAi0OMDWhE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你想帶我去哪裡 方向是否已確定 &lt;br /&gt;感情這片奇花異卉的森林 &lt;br /&gt;美是很美就怕再次迷路 多傷感情 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不必急著作決定 你還有時間猶豫 &lt;br /&gt;我能讓你走進生命裡 &lt;br /&gt;但是請遵守約定 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不用 是你最愛的人 &lt;br /&gt;只要最後一任 &lt;br /&gt;你今生的末代情人 &lt;br /&gt;以後再沒有別人 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管 戀過多少戀人 &lt;br /&gt;還懷念哪幾任 &lt;br /&gt;都已經是往事前塵 &lt;br /&gt;只感謝她們來豐富你人生 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;的確是很不容易 所以珍惜遇見你 &lt;br /&gt;但要走進我的生命裡 &lt;br /&gt;就請像我不貪心 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不用 是你最愛的人 &lt;br /&gt;只要最後一任 &lt;br /&gt;你今生的末代情人 &lt;br /&gt;以後再沒有別人 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管 戀過多少戀人 &lt;br /&gt;還懷念哪幾任 &lt;br /&gt;都已經是往事前塵 &lt;br /&gt;只感謝她們來豐富你人生 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有了 很愛很愛的人 &lt;br /&gt;就該守己安份 &lt;br /&gt;別再奢望更好的人 &lt;br /&gt;沒有空再愛別人 &lt;br /&gt;我們 戀過多少戀人 &lt;br /&gt;都已屬於別人 &lt;br /&gt;走出了我們的人生 &lt;br /&gt;難道還學不會 怎樣去愛人 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不留傷痕&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-6553023937088993124?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/6553023937088993124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/like-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6553023937088993124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6553023937088993124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/like-lyrics.html' title='Like the lyrics. :)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/weAi0OMDWhE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-8434100699660289527</id><published>2012-01-31T12:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T12:50:58.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall not waste another 365days of mine..</title><content type='html'>And so I thought I'm cured.. I thought it's fully healed. &lt;br /&gt;Yet, &lt;br /&gt;Never thought that I'm still that weak afterall..&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that I would still tear for it..&lt;br /&gt;And never thought that my emotions could be affected so easily by all the small little things too..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I'm very afraid of the future.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that I'll become someone that I don't know at all..&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that I'll become someone that I used to hate alot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are scary.&lt;br /&gt;They change fast.&lt;br /&gt;But for what I've said,&lt;br /&gt;I shall not regret.&lt;br /&gt;And for what I've promised,&lt;br /&gt;I must keep it too! &lt;br /&gt;It's a promise to myself that shall not and cannot be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Small daily improvements are the key to staggering long-term results."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's in your moments of decision that your destiny is shaped. &lt;br /&gt;Remember, a real decision is measured by the fact that you've taken new action. If there's no action, you haven't truly decided.&lt;br /&gt;- Tony robbins"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey is hard,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"‎I think that the only reason why people hold onto memories so tight, for so long is because memories are the only things that don't change, even when people do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Memories, &lt;br /&gt;Keep I shall.&lt;br /&gt;And cherish every moments I had/ have. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-8434100699660289527?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/8434100699660289527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/shall-not-waste-another-365days-of-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8434100699660289527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8434100699660289527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/shall-not-waste-another-365days-of-mine.html' title='Shall not waste another 365days of mine..'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-1903656862777618470</id><published>2012-01-30T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T13:25:17.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need commitment. And self-change!</title><content type='html'>Disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-1903656862777618470?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/1903656862777618470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/need-commitment-and-self-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1903656862777618470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1903656862777618470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/need-commitment-and-self-change.html' title='Need commitment. And self-change!'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-6812762174693651092</id><published>2012-01-20T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T02:38:51.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>I'm just a FUU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-6812762174693651092?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/6812762174693651092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6812762174693651092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6812762174693651092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_20.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-3817345895503245832</id><published>2012-01-19T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T01:43:27.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>开心</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;女人最漂亮的时候莫过于结婚的时候啦！&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q01mnFzhVQ0/TxcEbMJUxkI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/5t5BUYWNKiY/s1600/380990_10150463730212692_599992691_8642530_425006220_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q01mnFzhVQ0/TxcEbMJUxkI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/5t5BUYWNKiY/s320/380990_10150463730212692_599992691_8642530_425006220_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699028718623966786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-3817345895503245832?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/3817345895503245832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3817345895503245832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3817345895503245832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='开心'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q01mnFzhVQ0/TxcEbMJUxkI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/5t5BUYWNKiY/s72-c/380990_10150463730212692_599992691_8642530_425006220_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-3669712713267133053</id><published>2012-01-11T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T00:18:04.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always mine, never yours. (",)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ObR9KzshJ48" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine Mine&lt;br /&gt;曲 : 周杰伦 词 : 周杰伦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有你的生活 我开始写小说&lt;br /&gt;好多画面好多灵感 我要把稿费都给你&lt;br /&gt;巷口不小心经过 你的车子依旧停在红线 帮你缴罚单&lt;br /&gt;你叫我别管 我才想到我们已经分开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想起那一个夏天 那不是那不是那是冬天&lt;br /&gt;想起你生气的脸 每天就像冬天 唉唉唉&lt;br /&gt;你说那是爱爱爱&lt;br /&gt;谁该坚强起来 月亮还是太阳 是谁遮了谁 是谁都会依赖&lt;br /&gt;你说已分开 为什么还要帮你撑伞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz baby you are mine mine (Mine..)&lt;br /&gt;Mine mine (Mine..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太快 就承认 我真的很想你&lt;br /&gt;会不会没有男子气概 You say&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye (Bye..)&lt;br /&gt;Oh bye bye (Bye..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拆开 我的心随你看 满满的都是爱&lt;br /&gt;我的眼皮跳一下 代表你在想我&lt;br /&gt;我的耳朵痒一下 代表你在讲我坏话&lt;br /&gt;我没这么不好吧 不用跟朋友说吧&lt;br /&gt;如果以后和好了 看到你朋友不是很尴尬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想起那一个夏天 那不是那不是那是冬天&lt;br /&gt;想起你生气的脸 每天就像冬天 唉唉唉&lt;br /&gt;你说那是爱爱爱&lt;br /&gt;骗谁 我说的气话都收回&lt;br /&gt;我写的小说根本是空白黑夜&lt;br /&gt;你说既然已分开 为何还要帮你撑伞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唛唛 你唛搁唛搁偷偷离开&lt;br /&gt;唛唛 你唛搁唛搁偷偷离开&lt;br /&gt;唛惊 我不会放你一人治那 你想祙有人靠有人会疼&lt;br /&gt;唛呐 你雨伞雨伞赶紧打开&lt;br /&gt;唛呐 你雨伞雨伞赶紧打开&lt;br /&gt;唛闹 落大雨你淋雨我艰苦 落大雨我没你会艰苦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz baby you are mine mine (Mine..)&lt;br /&gt;Mine mine (Mine..)&lt;br /&gt;太快 就承认 我真的很想你&lt;br /&gt;会不会没有男子气概 You say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唛呐 (你雨伞雨伞赶紧打开)&lt;br /&gt;唛呐 (你雨伞雨伞赶紧打开)&lt;br /&gt;唛闹 落大雨你淋雨我艰苦 落大雨我没你会艰苦..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-3669712713267133053?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/3669712713267133053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/always-mine-never-yours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3669712713267133053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3669712713267133053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/always-mine-never-yours.html' title='Always mine, never yours. (&quot;,)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ObR9KzshJ48/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-5094769458859623460</id><published>2012-01-08T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:07:39.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Paradise</title><content type='html'>"He wakes up early in the morning and say this is our song...haha...so sweet.. ^^"&lt;br /&gt;from my lovely sis. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who do you think of when listening to this? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rbHUKMN0UUY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You're always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;All day just all the time&lt;br /&gt;You're everything to me&lt;br /&gt;Brightest star to let me see&lt;br /&gt;You touch me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;We kiss in every scene&lt;br /&gt;I pray to be with you through rain and shiny days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you till I die&lt;br /&gt;Deep as sea&lt;br /&gt;Wide as sky&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of our love paints rainbows&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere we go&lt;br /&gt;Need you all my life&lt;br /&gt;You're my hope&lt;br /&gt;You're my pride&lt;br /&gt;In your arms I find my heaven&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes my sea and sky&lt;br /&gt;May life our love paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;All day just all the time&lt;br /&gt;You're everything to me&lt;br /&gt;Brightest star to let me see&lt;br /&gt;You touch me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;We kiss in every scene&lt;br /&gt;I pray to be with you through rain and shiny days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you till I die&lt;br /&gt;Deep as sea&lt;br /&gt;Wide as sky&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of our love paints rainbows&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere we go&lt;br /&gt;Need you all my life&lt;br /&gt;You're my hope&lt;br /&gt;You're my pride&lt;br /&gt;In your arms I find my heaven&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes my sea and sky&lt;br /&gt;May life our love paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you till I die&lt;br /&gt;Deep as sea&lt;br /&gt;Wide as sky&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of our love paints rainbows&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere we go&lt;br /&gt;Need you all my life&lt;br /&gt;You're my hope&lt;br /&gt;You're my pride&lt;br /&gt;In your arms I find my heaven&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes my sea and sky&lt;br /&gt;May life our love paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-5094769458859623460?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/5094769458859623460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/love-paradise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5094769458859623460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5094769458859623460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/love-paradise.html' title='Love Paradise'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rbHUKMN0UUY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-1115526128882716396</id><published>2012-01-05T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T02:13:30.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conservative?</title><content type='html'>If someone asking for a hug from you,&lt;br /&gt;would you give him/ her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually if, and as a close friend, i wouldn't mind but.. ...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. &lt;br /&gt;Am i just being too conservative? =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-1115526128882716396?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/1115526128882716396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/conservative.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1115526128882716396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1115526128882716396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/conservative.html' title='Conservative?'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-2880426284290512027</id><published>2012-01-03T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T02:36:57.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post in 2012!</title><content type='html'>It's officially been a year since then.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.. &lt;br /&gt;How have you been lately? &lt;br /&gt;Am wondering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-J4tad7sNo8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-2880426284290512027?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/2880426284290512027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-post-in-2012_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2880426284290512027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2880426284290512027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-post-in-2012_03.html' title='First post in 2012!'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-J4tad7sNo8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-5191750407848287005</id><published>2011-12-30T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T23:42:19.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming 2012 :)</title><content type='html'>Looking back at the old movie tickets and messages,&lt;br /&gt;I smiled &amp; laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss those times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-5191750407848287005?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/5191750407848287005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/welcoming-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5191750407848287005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5191750407848287005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/welcoming-2012.html' title='Welcoming 2012 :)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-9095396656886528436</id><published>2011-12-30T22:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T23:17:27.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你的开心，是我的快乐！</title><content type='html'>"没嫌你啦，你就这样啦，比较可爱。我只是开玩笑啦。还有，我只是要你在新春的这段日子开开心心，尽量不要理这些事，也不要去关心。"&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I'm feeling happy when reading this.. &lt;br /&gt;Feeling warm.. And touched. &lt;br /&gt;Reminds me a lot of my high school friends too.. &lt;br /&gt;He's a year younger than me but..., yeah.. Hahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;And what more is, he's not the only one who says that to me..&lt;br /&gt;"我只是要你每天都过得开开心心"&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. &lt;br /&gt;Feeling very warm inside.. &lt;br /&gt;Never knew friends that I have known not more than 3 months can be as thoughtful as my high school friends, as kind as them and as caring as them. &lt;br /&gt;They are friends that worth to keep. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling real lucky for all the friends that God has given to me.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely hope that our friendships last.. &lt;br /&gt;At least, not until pap event ends.. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm greedy.&lt;br /&gt;I actually wish for more than that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the 31st of December 2011, &lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here. &lt;br /&gt;Lovess.. &lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VT1-sitWRtY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-9095396656886528436?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/9095396656886528436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/9095396656886528436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/9095396656886528436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_30.html' title='你的开心，是我的快乐！'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VT1-sitWRtY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-6008331361194411658</id><published>2011-12-28T02:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T02:31:46.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmases When You Were Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jvWEI7vmNTc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-6008331361194411658?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jvWEI7vmNTc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-5604176736264570177</id><published>2011-12-27T09:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T09:14:15.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If</title><content type='html'>如果时间能够倒流，&lt;br /&gt;你会想要回到什么时候？&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we could turn back the time,&lt;br /&gt;You wish to go back to..?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-5604176736264570177?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/5604176736264570177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5604176736264570177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5604176736264570177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/if.html' title='If'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4232170650478270626</id><published>2011-12-27T08:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T08:55:19.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm.</title><content type='html'>I want to go go go around the world and and and travel as much as I cannn!!&lt;br /&gt;But that that that's also if and only I have that much much much of money to spend..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay. &lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to start controlling myself in eating and etc d.&lt;br /&gt;I can see the NEED of practicing a healthy lifestyle now. D:&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't accept the fact that people actually see me ALMOST the SAME SIZE as HER.&lt;br /&gt;Mamma miaaaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;I rather die man.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh. &lt;br /&gt;IT actually got me worried and jealous. &lt;br /&gt;Wth?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;Peace. &lt;br /&gt;Heading back to UKM soon. &lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4232170650478270626?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4232170650478270626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/hm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4232170650478270626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4232170650478270626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/hm.html' title='Hm.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4200579260697031488</id><published>2011-12-26T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T02:12:30.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never yours.</title><content type='html'>I don't know how to make up like what the other girls do&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to manja like what the others do too.. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to dress up like a princess&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to admire stuff like Coach bag and etc too..&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a great mind &lt;br /&gt;I don't have a great knowledge too..&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;One thing I clearly know for sure, I hate bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate third parties.&lt;br /&gt;I hate playboys.&lt;br /&gt;I hate irresponsible guys.&lt;br /&gt;So no worries babe. &lt;br /&gt;I can never and will never put myself into a "third party" situation.. &lt;br /&gt;I just simply couldn't understand why a guy can still treat the other girls so freaking good as though he is unattached.. &lt;br /&gt;That isn't known as Mr Nice Guy fyi.&lt;br /&gt;That's what we called, or I CALL, Betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;K.&lt;br /&gt;Fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;You ain't my owner. &lt;br /&gt;And you can never and will never be my owner. &lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4200579260697031488?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4200579260697031488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/never-yours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4200579260697031488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4200579260697031488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/never-yours.html' title='Never yours.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-1505426656332437225</id><published>2011-12-24T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T14:52:25.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>那些年‥</title><content type='html'>事隔了那么久，&lt;br /&gt;转眼间一年就要过去了‥&lt;br /&gt;一切的一切，&lt;br /&gt;也都成为了过去的美好回忆‥&lt;br /&gt;让我们以一颗感恩惜福的心来迎接日后的每一天吧！&lt;br /&gt;大家要开心哦！=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那些开心或不开心的回忆，我都不会忘记‥&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你哦！&lt;br /&gt;(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-1505426656332437225?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/1505426656332437225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1505426656332437225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1505426656332437225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='那些年‥'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-9125747854348810502</id><published>2011-12-10T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T01:26:19.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm okay I'm okay I'm okay..</title><content type='html'>I'm okay..&lt;br /&gt;I'll be okay.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I can do it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must make it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only bout the time matter.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No rush yt.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-9125747854348810502?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/9125747854348810502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-okay-im-okay-im-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/9125747854348810502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/9125747854348810502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-okay-im-okay-im-okay.html' title='I&apos;m okay I&apos;m okay I&apos;m okay..'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-2921112529905261302</id><published>2011-11-30T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:19:43.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>"The love that burns brightest, is the love that leaves the deepest scars."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-2921112529905261302?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/2921112529905261302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/11/quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2921112529905261302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2921112529905261302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/11/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-1645536815680222540</id><published>2011-11-28T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T19:31:43.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When? When? and When?!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April 13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vmhvaXKFCNc/TtNvP2mGnNI/AAAAAAAAB1o/AYkA9MCssdA/s1600/215022_10150153034345963_683195962_6698989_5906536_n.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vmhvaXKFCNc/TtNvP2mGnNI/AAAAAAAAB1o/AYkA9MCssdA/s320/215022_10150153034345963_683195962_6698989_5906536_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680005873188379858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VruyHwbxvkc/TtNvPjtqbEI/AAAAAAAAB1g/A2HoVCai8ps/s1600/208769_10150153034200963_683195962_6698987_7543478_n.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VruyHwbxvkc/TtNvPjtqbEI/AAAAAAAAB1g/A2HoVCai8ps/s320/208769_10150153034200963_683195962_6698987_7543478_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680005868119813186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PQC5eyoOiyw/TtNvPwolddI/AAAAAAAAB10/hn9h1AJYxrw/s320/221839_1533436756145_1841582783_949854_5977913_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680005871588177362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When only can I be that thin back!?!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I MISS THIS YT SOOO MUCH!! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_ZmFRmcQko/TtNvQWwMWOI/AAAAAAAAB2E/B6B1fp5WGC8/s320/319934_10150363680068834_629233833_9710969_611786563_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680005881820633314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy + Cheerful &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/1990384741109910857-1645536815680222540?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/1645536815680222540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-when-and-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1645536815680222540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1645536815680222540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-when-and-when.html' title='When? When? and When?!!!'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vmhvaXKFCNc/TtNvP2mGnNI/AAAAAAAAB1o/AYkA9MCssdA/s72-c/215022_10150153034345963_683195962_6698989_5906536_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-6062621452689211409</id><published>2011-11-13T02:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T03:17:31.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is so pattern!! But I just love the way She is. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yS9ty33Pxso/Tr7DtR6D0SI/AAAAAAAAB1U/qHd4p5bxQAA/s1600/page1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yS9ty33Pxso/Tr7DtR6D0SI/AAAAAAAAB1U/qHd4p5bxQAA/s320/page1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674187763201855778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How nice if I'm still a kid kann?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No stress, No tense, No worry..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But what can I do?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everyone has to grow up..&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/1990384741109910857-6062621452689211409?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/6062621452689211409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6062621452689211409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6062621452689211409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-love.html' title='My love.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yS9ty33Pxso/Tr7DtR6D0SI/AAAAAAAAB1U/qHd4p5bxQAA/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-1819188923065099419</id><published>2011-11-03T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:26:27.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing good?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cjAoMqwZMRA/TrF8SL5N4PI/AAAAAAAAB04/tvOKtMn_q8o/s1600/IMG_2296.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cjAoMqwZMRA/TrF8SL5N4PI/AAAAAAAAB04/tvOKtMn_q8o/s320/IMG_2296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670450057708429554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess so. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-1819188923065099419?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/1819188923065099419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/11/doing-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1819188923065099419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1819188923065099419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/11/doing-good.html' title='Doing good?'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cjAoMqwZMRA/TrF8SL5N4PI/AAAAAAAAB04/tvOKtMn_q8o/s72-c/IMG_2296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-7955121818645783832</id><published>2011-10-15T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T01:22:13.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Terribly feel like crying now..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;At this moment,&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that there's a prince charming of mine who willing to complete all these tasks for me.&lt;br /&gt;Haih!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-7955121818645783832?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/7955121818645783832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/10/terribly-feel-like-crying-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7955121818645783832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7955121818645783832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/10/terribly-feel-like-crying-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-7165310730423015289</id><published>2011-10-10T11:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T12:05:52.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come visit me pls. =)</title><content type='html'>Hu-ha hu-ha-ha! Tong sampah tong sampah!! &lt;br /&gt;Muahahaahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;So I have already chopped my pony off and replaced it with a bob helmet before i back to uni 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Nyehehe.&lt;br /&gt;The result wasn't bad, i think? &lt;br /&gt;Got quite a few compliments (of course, with some teasing inside) from commates. &lt;br /&gt;Some even got a big shock with my current hairstyle. (Including brian. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;Am satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's  what I have been busy for for the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Throwing those BMP activities aside,&lt;br /&gt;I've joined Chinese debate &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(ooh~ This is scary!! Everyone bombarded like a robot man! It happened so fast that you did not even have time to think and react.  &gt;.&lt;")&lt;/span&gt;, Seni Berputik &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(ah ah. I don't know why am i in for that also. Ahaha! For experience i guess? Like, learning the dance within 4hours and going on stage on the next day? Ahaha!)&lt;/span&gt; and and also, alot alot alot of meetings and interviews! There was one period where we need to wake up early early to prepare breakfast for sales too. @@&lt;br /&gt;Was really kind of exhausted when it comes to every saturday. And i think you can roughly imagine how i spend my Sunday right?? Hahahaha. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest addiction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/I8XOKF0IJDM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEEISHOOUUSHWEEETT!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the upcoming events,&lt;br /&gt;There will be a course night, fac night, IPK big big events, and oh! We need to prepare sketch, sketch and sketch AGAIN!! Sigh. And and, all events are falling on the same day. Double triple sigh.&lt;br /&gt;You know,&lt;br /&gt;almost each and everyday,&lt;br /&gt;I needa wake up at 8 for classes and assignments and go to bed at 4-5am!!&lt;br /&gt;And that's for meetings and practices only. Yeah, I'm a bad student. I did not touch any books for weeks d. And and, I skipped classes for twice d! Aiks!!&lt;br /&gt;Sad sad. But it's true. I'm very badd. I even walked out from the class while the lecturer lecturing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(mumbling and crapping to be more exact)&lt;/span&gt; know. JIOH. =( I hope my momma doesn't know bout this. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna become a big fat panda soon. ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-7165310730423015289?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/7165310730423015289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/10/hu-ha-hu-ha-ha-tong-sampah-tong-sampah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7165310730423015289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7165310730423015289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/10/hu-ha-hu-ha-ha-tong-sampah-tong-sampah.html' title='Come visit me pls. =)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/I8XOKF0IJDM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-2609046714716595941</id><published>2011-10-10T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T10:28:49.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missu missu!!!!</title><content type='html'>FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN ONLINE IN MY ROOOMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIPHIPHOORAYYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-2609046714716595941?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/2609046714716595941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/10/missu-missu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2609046714716595941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2609046714716595941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/10/missu-missu.html' title='Missu missu!!!!'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4019322603693496805</id><published>2011-10-07T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T15:36:32.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sushi zanmai, Starbucks, mc d, kfc, satay.......&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4019322603693496805?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-426324332610721085</id><published>2011-09-23T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T22:54:54.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=.=</title><content type='html'>Am so wu liao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-426324332610721085?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/426324332610721085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/426324332610721085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/426324332610721085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_23.html' title='=.='/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-7551600781514593063</id><published>2011-09-06T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T01:37:59.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right or wrong? It's all depend on ourselves. :)</title><content type='html'>Okay. So we often listen ppl say "people change people change".. ESP after they enter uni. And hence, I have come out with a hypothesis. That is, &lt;br /&gt;People change. Due to the diff of environment and etc. &lt;br /&gt;And people tend to forget their old friends easily when they have their new friends. &lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, after they get a new gf/ bf. &lt;br /&gt;Lol. &lt;br /&gt;So in order to prove my hypothesis is wrong, &lt;br /&gt;My friend has come out with a silly idea. That is to Whatsapp me everyday and night!! &lt;br /&gt;Even sleep or die also will Whatsapp or viber me. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So let's see how long can this fellow keep his/ her promise la. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*well. I'll be very happy if I receive any msgs from all of u everyday! So pls do that to me more often ya! ;)*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-7551600781514593063?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/7551600781514593063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/09/right-or-wrong-its-all-depend-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7551600781514593063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7551600781514593063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/09/right-or-wrong-its-all-depend-on.html' title='Right or wrong? It&apos;s all depend on ourselves. :)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-1312890139813205898</id><published>2011-09-05T14:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T17:14:12.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>原来真的没有合适不合适, 只有珍惜不珍惜.. :)</title><content type='html'>刚搬进这个房子的那天，她整理完全部的东西，最后拿出一个非常精緻的玻璃瓶，对他说：“亲爱的，3个月内，你让我每哭一次，我就往里面加一滴水，代表我的眼泪。要是它满了，我就收拾我的东西离开这房子..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱没有合不合适，只有珍惜不珍惜..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人不以为然，有点纳闷：“你们女人也太神经质了吧！就这麼不信任我麼，那还有什麼可谈？我让你搬过来和我一起生活，是为了照顾你，不是欺负你的！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女人说：“ 好男人不会让心爱的女人受一点点伤，我会记录下我为什麼流泪，不会是莫名其妙的。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“那好吧，抱抱～！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;两个月后，女人把那瓶子给男&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;人看，说：“已经满一半了，在两个月内，我们是否有必要查看一下是什麼问题呢？”说完递了一本精緻的小笔记本给男人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人没有马上打开来看，他的表情里有一丝惊讶，还有点哭笑不得的意味，似乎没有想到..&lt;br /&gt;女人的眼泪可以这麼多，盛得这麼快，又觉得女人是小题大作了，但是很可爱..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他打开本子开始看，惊讶女人怎麼写了那麼多。男人一边看著，女人一边说话：“第一次吵架，是在第3天，而且还是一大早，你刚醒来有点懵懂，挤的牙膏不知道怎麼的飞到镜子上了，那是我刚擦乾净的，我说你连挤牙膏都不会啊，你就来脾气了，然后吵起来..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人沉默著。女人继续说：“有天晚上我让你帮洗下那几件衣服，因为水太凉，你只顾著玩游戏迟迟不肯动，后来吵起来，我很失望你忘记了我的生理期不能碰冷水，委屈..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“还有一次，我很累了，你还不肯去洗澡睡觉，明明知道我特敏感，有点神经衰弱，哪怕一点点敲键盘的声音都能让我难以入睡，我一情急就说了你这个人自私的话，我们吵起来，你说了一大堆辩论自己不自私自私的人是我之后甩门出去上网通宵，我打你电话你没拿我又不敢自己一个人去找你..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女人这时候有点激动了，眼球开始泛红，说：“还有一次..”&lt;br /&gt;男人打断了她的话，“亲爱的，别说了..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沉默.. 长久的沉默..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还是女人打破了沉默：“是不是我们真的不合适？如果是这样，结婚了还是会离婚吧？我们的个性都那麼强，谁都不肯退让..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;气氛有点尷尬..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本子里记录的事情都是那麼细小的事情，每次吵架的原因都是那麼的简单，男人看著这本子，似乎在体会著女人的心情，大男子是不会去计较这些小事，原本觉得每次和好之后都没事，女人就爱拿这些来说事，但是当他认真去看的时候，他也开始难过了，女人很细心，把事件、心情都写了，还自己总结了一下原因。原来最微小的事情累积起来是很让人痛苦的，他看得出，女人从失望慢慢变成绝望..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他想，大概是因为每次吵架，两人都是喜欢在吵架中找出对方不爱自己的证据。他突然意识到，这是个很严重的问题！而且每次吵架，双方都是在心情不稳定的时候，就是还有别的烦心事的时候，把不好的情绪带进了两个人的生活里..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“亲爱的别难过..” 男人终於说话了：“我请个假，我们去旅游吧。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们去了第一次一起旅游的地方，太多美好的回忆被唤起，原来彼此是那麼深深地爱著对方，这时的女人特别温柔，这时的男人特别体贴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“亲爱的，你还认为我们结婚的话，会离婚麼？” 男人问。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我想不是我们不合适，像现在，我们是那麼快乐，一切都那麼美好，可是一回到我们的现实生活里，为什麼就变了呢？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“亲爱的，难道我们现在不在现实里吗？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“.. ..” 女人楞了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“因为那时候我们都把注意力集中在负面的事物上并且放大了那些负面的心情。并且喜欢找对方不爱自己的证据，然后彼此个性都很倔不肯服输太要面子..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女人觉得确实是如此，原来，双方只是需要一点点忍让，一点点包容。男人带她回顾这初次旅游的地点，是真的用心了，想起那时候他们在一起还不久，为了让对方觉得自己好，都表现出自己最好的一面..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“还有半个月，如果那瓶子还是半瓶，那麼，亲爱的，嫁给我吧！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女人钻进男人怀里笑开了顏..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来他们结婚了。很少再吵架。如果粗心的男人不小心碰掉了杯子，女人不会再开口就骂，因为在女人开口之前，男人已经在道歉，说对不起，都是我不小心的，赔两个给老婆！老婆儘管去选你喜欢的！女人就笑了，然后说，不用买啦，反正还有杯子，再说也不都是你的错，怪我自己没把杯子放好，让你碰到啦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来真的没有合适不合适，&lt;br /&gt;只有珍惜不珍惜，&lt;br /&gt;能一起走一起进步是幸福的..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;分享：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;懂珍惜的人会爱对方多一点，&lt;br /&gt;不懂珍惜的人只会爱自己多一​点，&lt;br /&gt;有很多事只要多用点心观察跟去做，&lt;br /&gt;会发现相处其实并​不难..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果不能为了​彼此 而包容体谅..&lt;br /&gt;那你的青春与爱情就会白白的消逝..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来真的没有合适不合适，&lt;br /&gt;只有珍惜不珍惜，&lt;br /&gt;能一起 走一起​ 进步 是幸福的.. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just as easy as ABC.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, many still couldn't understand this simple theory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Appreciate him/ her/ them before it's too late. :) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Stitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-1312890139813205898?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/1312890139813205898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1312890139813205898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1312890139813205898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='原来真的没有合适不合适, 只有珍惜不珍惜.. :)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4717221257988402739</id><published>2011-08-30T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T13:57:14.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wo bu zhi dao yao xie shen me lehh..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Am really sorry for the previous post on my fb wall. That was seriously a very super random "Wanna die d" post on fb. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I admit. I was very pek cek talking to someone but...&lt;br /&gt;I never expect such a short and random post can cause so many troubles to me, as well as to the others. Like, seriously. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;*imagine ppl keep smsing me and asked if I'm alright and keep me in prayers and etc etc etc. some even called me just to make sure if im alright.*&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Wo zhi cuo le.. Dui bu qi.&lt;br /&gt;I will never and never and NEVER post such thing anymore alright? I promised. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days ago I was pretty... "fired up".&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. &lt;br /&gt;People nowadays are DAMN FREAKING ( i mean, REALLY DAMN FREAKING ) KEPOH. Hmmph.&lt;br /&gt;It has nothing to do with them. But why are they SO KEPOH and come and campur tangan huh? &lt;br /&gt;What more is,&lt;br /&gt;All that was past.&lt;br /&gt;It's History!&lt;br /&gt;But they just like to keep bringing it up and ask alot alot alotttt alottttttt of stupid questions.. Which I really dont know how to answer at all. =[&lt;br /&gt;Why ah why??&lt;br /&gt;And I noticed girls these days are really..... Terrible. =/&lt;br /&gt;I mean, &lt;br /&gt;HIONG.&lt;br /&gt;Ahah. &lt;br /&gt;Reallyy. &lt;br /&gt;I have been listening to all the stories (that have alr happened, or, is happening now) from all my surrounding friends.&lt;br /&gt;And i have come to a conclusion. &lt;br /&gt;That is, &lt;br /&gt;The world is changing.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time,&lt;br /&gt;Guys are the one who make confession first before the girls do.&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;Girls make the confession first before the guys do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time,&lt;br /&gt;Guys are the one who take the first move (like getting no, sms and etc) first.&lt;br /&gt;But now,&lt;br /&gt;Girls are the one who doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also,&lt;br /&gt;I realized that they like to simply go around and tell "this this this is my bf. He asked me to .... so i ..... We .....  He and I ..... " which in fact they are not even tgt yet and She is the one who keep disturbing my friend and etc. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I can accept the fact that Now we are in 20th century so girls and guys are both in the same par and Maybe I'm still living in a Ulu place or what but seriously,&lt;br /&gt;Wont you feel that She's Kinda Despo? :/&lt;br /&gt;Besides,&lt;br /&gt;I doubt the guy will appreciate the girl well lorh if it's in this case. =|&lt;br /&gt;No offense ya. Just random thoughts. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4717221257988402739?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4717221257988402739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/08/prut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4717221257988402739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4717221257988402739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/08/prut.html' title='Prut.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-9121791144481118534</id><published>2011-08-26T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T23:36:08.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>还能吗？</title><content type='html'>第一次不见还能找得回&lt;br /&gt;那第二次不见呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-9121791144481118534?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/9121791144481118534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/9121791144481118534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/9121791144481118534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='还能吗？'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-5403036499447470019</id><published>2011-08-11T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T17:38:39.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read. And Listen! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UF8uR6Z6KLc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This is a prepared text of the Commencement address delivered by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, on June 12, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first story is about connecting the dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second story is about love and loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third story is about death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-5403036499447470019?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/5403036499447470019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/08/read-and-listen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5403036499447470019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5403036499447470019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/08/read-and-listen.html' title='Read. And Listen! :)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UF8uR6Z6KLc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-6245215859737548863</id><published>2011-08-10T13:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T13:27:25.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Libra me!! :D</title><content type='html'>NEVER believe in 3 people : Sagittariu​s, Aries, Pisces. They are the most selfish and mean.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER lose 3 people : Taurus, Cancer, Capricorn.​ They are the most sincere and true lovers.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER leave 3 people : Virgo, Libra, Scorpio. They can keep secrets, friendship​ , and they can see your tears.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER reject 3 people : Leo, Gemini, Aquarius .They are true, honest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Libra ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-6245215859737548863?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/6245215859737548863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/08/libra-me-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6245215859737548863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6245215859737548863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/08/libra-me-d.html' title='Libra me!! :D'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-385508315951788069</id><published>2011-08-06T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T22:46:27.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Chinese valentine's day! :)</title><content type='html'>: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◆七夕情人節典故◆&lt;br /&gt;文◎lk&lt;br /&gt;每年的農曆七月七日是中國的情人節。比起外國的情人節更是專指向「愛情」。因為外國的情人節，原旨是人與人之間的互愛，或親情、或友情、或愛情，並非只限於男女之情。但是中國的七夕情人節，則是描述一對情侶的故事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傳說，天上玉皇大帝有七個女兒，其中最小的女兒織女，最聰明可愛、手藝又巧。天上皇宮中的重要織錦都由她負責設計與製作。另外，玉皇大帝有一群牛，由一個叫做牛郎的年輕人負責管理。兩人情投意合、互相愛慕，至荒廢了原本的工作。於是玉皇大帝下旨，叫喜鵲告訴這兩個熱戀的情侶要節制，七日見一次面即可。沒想到喜鵲傳錯話，他們以為每天均可相見，更是高興無比，工作完全拋在腦後。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;玉皇大帝這回就龍顏大怒，降旨他們每年只能見一次面，就是農曆七月七日的晚上。那一天喜鵲這群肇事者就負責搭橋，讓他們兩人踩在他們的肩膀上相會。因為一年僅能見一次面，當然有說不完的衷曲、道不盡的悲情，於是那天幾乎都會下著毛毛雨，象徵兩人的淚水。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從這個故事，可以看見傳統中國人對於「負責的工作態度」十分看重。不過因為愛情的浪漫卻使得這個七夕情人節傳說走樣，大家通常將焦點集中在「情侶被迫分隔兩地」。強調情人好不容易見面，那種淒美絕倫的場景。於是很多因為工作、因為當兵、因為父母反對、因為求學、、各種原因分隔兩地的情侶，都會希望在農曆七月七日見到面。然後兩人就心理投射自比為牛郎、織女，一起浸淫在這種浪漫感人「被迫害妄想」的情懷！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你有情人，那就好好享受這種熱戀的感覺。如果你沒有情人，那你就思想七夕情人節的傳統教訓是表達「負責任的工作態度」重要性，好好去努力工作一番吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（註：歡迎參觀信望愛七夕情人節專輯，有更多好看的文章唷！）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-385508315951788069?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/385508315951788069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-chinese-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/385508315951788069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/385508315951788069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-chinese-valentines-day.html' title='It&apos;s Chinese valentine&apos;s day! :)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4802695309688097942</id><published>2011-07-30T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T23:47:18.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How long can you remember their faces?</title><content type='html'>Someone just told me that she/he couldn't remember how XXX looks like face to face anymore. &lt;br /&gt;She/he tried hard to think but all she/he can think of is the particular person's current fb pic.&lt;br /&gt;*that particular person used to be her/his closed one.*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a good thing? Or a bad one? &lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's good in a way but,&lt;br /&gt;It's sad and pathetic in a way too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4802695309688097942?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4802695309688097942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-long-can-you-remember-someones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4802695309688097942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4802695309688097942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-long-can-you-remember-someones.html' title='How long can you remember their faces?'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-242454983987724490</id><published>2011-07-26T09:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T09:30:49.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile.</title><content type='html'>"And and something sweet today , my silly sayang texted me saying tht she " misu misu " me. LOL ! So random of her and definitely so sweet of her. Haha ! Its been a while since she last said tht because all the time she always asked me if i do miss her and i will say NO. Hee. U know , asking a lot times could make its meaning gone just like saying im sorry a million times. Haha. I guess i shall not let her see me often then she will be sweet to me instead of bullying me. Haha ! Yeah !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haa!!! The last sentence!!!! Thought that I won't read your blog one huh??!! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, &lt;br /&gt;I never expect some simple words of mine could make your day.. &lt;br /&gt;Somehow, lovely. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-242454983987724490?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/242454983987724490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/242454983987724490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/242454983987724490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-5933763708562839786?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/5933763708562839786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/heading-to-ipoh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5933763708562839786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5933763708562839786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/heading-to-ipoh.html' title='Heading to 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/&gt;傻瓜11岁的时候，疼爱他的妈妈因肾病死了，临死前告诉傻瓜要照顾好妹妹，那时他妹妹6岁。傻瓜只会傻呵呵的笑，每天晚上还会去看星星，他说天上的星星多了一个，那个是他的妈妈，紧挨着他的爸爸..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在好心人的帮助下，傻瓜摆起了简陋的快餐摊，做三明治，摊点离妹妹的学校不远。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜在家的时候从来不敢进妹妹的房间，因为妹妹讨厌他，妹妹很介意有这么一个傻瓜哥哥，但他喜欢趴在妹妹的门口看着妹妹读书，每次妹妹发现他的时候，他就像做错事的孩子一样躲起来，然后傻傻的笑，不知道是开心还是伤心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜每天早上都是早早的起来给妹妹做好早餐后再到快餐摊上去工作。晚上唯一的爱好就是看星星..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜的手艺很好，三明治做的像饭店里的一样，学校的老师和学生都喜欢到他的摊子上买早餐，但谁都不知道傻瓜有个漂亮的妹妹在学校上学，因为妹妹很介意别人知道傻瓜是她的哥哥，傻瓜只会傻傻的笑，不论伤心还是开心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜工作很努力，但他从不花钱，谁也不知道他那么拼命挣钱为什么。傻瓜工作的时候经常伤到手，脚上的鞋子也经常是缺少一只，妹妹看了就会说：切个菜也会伤到手，鞋子也会丢，怎么不把你自己丢了！真是个蠢货！傻瓜听了还是傻傻的笑，不知道是开心还是伤心..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜每天晚上回家睡觉之前都会在一个小本子上写些字，妹妹好奇想看，傻瓜却总是不给她看，写完了就藏起来，妹妹试了几次都没有找到.. 最后也不在理会他在写些什么了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜17岁了，那时妹妹已经上初中了，傻瓜的摊子也搬到了离妹妹学校不远的地方，每天卖完早餐，就在学校周围走来走去，身上总是穿着件很破旧而且很脏的衣服，脚上的鞋子总是少一只，但他工作的时候也会像模像样的穿上围裙，仍旧只会傻傻的笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一 天，在摊自上卖早餐的是候听到两个女学生说起他妹妹的名字，说她早上到班上后脸色不好，腰疼的厉害。傻瓜听到后呆了一会，然后突然大声叫着妹妹的名字，扔 下手里的工作向学校跑去，他就这样大声喊着妹妹的名字，冲过学校门卫和老师的阻拦跑到妹妹的教室里，看到妹妹趴再课桌上，脸色蜡黄，冷汗淋漓，傻瓜这次没有傻傻的笑，脸上竟是焦急，喊着妹妹的名字背起妹妹就往医院跑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;路上遇到学校的老师质问他：你是干什么的？快放下她！傻瓜因为愤怒脸憋的通红：她.. 是 我妹妹，我.. 是她哥哥。傻瓜一路上就重复着这句话背着妹妹跑到学校附近的医院里，学校了老师和学生都很惊异，因为从没听说她有哥哥..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜在病房的门外看着妹妹，她已经醒过来了，而傻瓜已经在病房外熬了3天3夜。那个给她治病的医生跟她说：不要担心，你的医疗费你哥哥已经都准备好了。妹妹艰难的抬起头看向门外的傻瓜哥哥，眼中不眠有些疑问。傻瓜这时候又恢复了常态，傻傻的对着妹妹笑，却不敢进门..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医生对妹妹说，他很早以前就经常到傻瓜的摊子上买早点，他知道傻瓜工作一直就很努力，也知道傻瓜从来就不花钱，曾经一直弄不明白傻瓜挣这么多钱干什么，直到 今天他终于明白了。因为傻瓜背着妹妹找到他的时候喊着：妈妈.. 就是这样死的. . 求你.. 救妹妹.. 我.. 不要妹妹死！原来傻瓜的妈妈活着的时候告诉过傻瓜，他妹妹也有很严重的肾病，要他一定要照顾好妹妹..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医生告诉妹妹她的病需要换肾，换肾的费用他的傻瓜哥哥已经交够了，但是还没有找到合适的肾源。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医生告诉妹妹当傻瓜知道妹妹的病需要换肾的时候，就大叫着对他说：用.. 我的.. 我是她.. 哥哥，但是检查结果是傻瓜的肾也不合适，傻瓜知道了结果，神情很沮丧，就一直说：我是.. 她哥哥啊。医生明白傻瓜的意思：我是她哥哥，我的肾怎么就不能换给妹妹..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜仍然在病房门外看着妹妹，傻傻的笑着。此时妹妹已经泪流满面，看着门外那个曾经一直以来都让她感到耻辱的傻哥哥，用了虚弱的声音对他说：你站在门外做什 么，怎么不进来。傻瓜呆了一会，怯怯的说：我.. 可以进来吗？妹妹含着泪笑着点了点头。傻瓜背着手来到妹妹的病床前，妹妹让问他为什么背着手，并执意要看他的手，傻瓜将手伸出来，手上缠着绷带，鞋子也只有一只，那是在送妹妹来医院的路上手挂到路上被刮上的，鞋子也跑丢了一只。妹妹还像以前那样说：怎么这 么笨啊，手又伤到了，鞋子也会弄丢！只是这次说他的时候，只是这时眼中满是温柔和心痛..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是他成为傻瓜后第一次在妹妹许可的情况下进入她的房间..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间一天天过去，妹妹的病日渐严重，不时陷入昏迷之中..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在热心的医生不懈的努力下，合适的肾源终于找到了，手术很成功，妹妹终于从死神的手中被救回来了，可是她醒来的时候却没有看到那张熟悉的傻傻的笑脸.. 医生告诉她，她哥哥为了给她交医疗费，到很远的地方去打工了，等她完全康复了就来接她回家，叫她安心恢复..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妹妹每隔几天都回收到一封字迹歪歪扭扭的信，那是她的傻瓜哥哥给她写的，内容很简单且都一样：我很好，你好好养病..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;出院的那天，傻瓜没有到医院来接妹妹，妹妹只接到医生交给她的一个可爱的绒毛熊，那只绒毛熊的脚上居然带着点点血迹..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医生告诉她，因为傻瓜交付的费用只够给她换肾的，这么长时间的住院费用也很多，傻瓜为了给她交住院费，每天除了做早餐卖，还去找别的工作，只要能挣钱的事情哪怕是掏粪都去做了..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医生在傻瓜来医院看妹妹的时候把找到肾源的好消息告诉傻瓜，他仍旧是傻傻的笑着，居然很有礼貌的给医生鞠了个躬，然后跟医生说：我.. 要给妹妹.. 买个礼物.. 等.. 妹妹.. 醒.. 送她..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜拖着疲惫的身体，高兴的去商店买了只雪白的绒毛熊.. 也许是太疲倦了精神恍惚，他在回医院的路上横穿马路的时候被一辆飞驰的汽车撞飞，送到医院的时候已经昏迷，可是手中仍旧抓着装绒毛熊的塑料袋，鲜血顺着手滴到了绒毛熊的脚上..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;临走的时候对医生说：&lt;br /&gt;熊.. 给.. 妹妹..&lt;br /&gt;然后傻傻的笑着离开了.. 也不知道他是伤心还是开心..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医生告诉妹妹，那些信是他模仿傻瓜的笔迹写的，他说他知道傻瓜肯定不想让你在还没有康复的时候知道他已经不在了的消息，医生说他想帮傻瓜完成他的心愿，所以写了那些信..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妹妹呆呆的拿着雪白的绒毛熊，许久都没有出声，她默默的回到家里..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;屋里很很简陋，但很收拾的很整齐，尤其是妹妹的房间里，比她在家的时候还要整齐，只是家具的表面已经蒙上了一层薄薄的灰尘，书桌上摆着一盆花，花开的很鲜 艳，在花盆旁边有张很漂亮的卡片，行面有行歪歪扭扭的字：&lt;br /&gt;欢迎妹妹回家！&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜在知道妹妹不久就能康复的时候就在准备迎接妹妹回家了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是此时，她再也听不到那傻傻的笑声了！&lt;br /&gt;妹妹来到傻瓜的房间，在整理傻瓜的遗物的时候发现了她一直以来想要看的那个小本子..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那本子上还留有一股三明治的味道，上面是傻瓜留下的歪歪扭扭的字迹：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. .. .. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妹妹喜欢睡懒觉，早起的时候要轻，不要吵醒她..&lt;br /&gt;妹妹早上不喜欢吃三明治，喜欢吃泡面，早起先给她做好再去工作..&lt;br /&gt;妹妹不喜欢我进她的房间，不喜欢我离她太近，没有她同意不能进她的房间..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妹妹不喜欢别人知道我是她哥哥，绝对让她的同学知道我是她哥哥..&lt;br /&gt;妹妹身体不好，但绝对不能让她知道她有跟妈妈一样的病..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要努力给妹妹攒钱..&lt;br /&gt;妹妹的病终于可以治好了..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. .. .. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妹妹抱着傻瓜的小本子放声痛哭..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从此后，妹妹每天晚上就像傻瓜以前一样，喜欢躺在院子里的草坪上看星星，&lt;br /&gt;只是天上的星星又多了一颗，那是她的傻瓜哥哥，&lt;br /&gt;紧挨着他的爸爸妈妈，他们都在天上着她呢..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-1975835423243763643?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/1975835423243763643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/tt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1975835423243763643'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She read me the note he left on her bed&lt;br /&gt;Snuck in her room right after she left&lt;br /&gt;And put petals on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Her head on his shoulder they walk down the hall&lt;br /&gt;I'm left to wonder will I ever fall in love&lt;br /&gt;And where is he now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's with him, I'm in the back seat&lt;br /&gt;Know it's not right but it hurts when they're laughing&lt;br /&gt;And I've never been where they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be blown away&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be swept off my feet&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet the one who makes it hard for me to breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be lost in love&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your dream come true&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be scared of how strong I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;Just call me beautiful, Call me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Call me beautiful, Call me b-e-a-utiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night she wore his jersey to the game&lt;br /&gt;In the front row screamin out his name&lt;br /&gt;As he turns to her and smiles&lt;br /&gt;Every where I look people holding hands&lt;br /&gt;When am I gonna get my chance at love&lt;br /&gt;My chance at love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she's with him, I'm still hurting&lt;br /&gt;Try to pretend but it's not working&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be where they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be blown away&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be swept off my feet&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet the one who makes it hard for me to breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be lost in love&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your dream come true&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be scared of how strong I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;Just call me beautiful, Call me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Call me beautiful, Call me b-e-a-utiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is waiting for your love&lt;br /&gt;My hand is waiting for your touch&lt;br /&gt;My lips just wanna be kissed by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be blown away&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be swept off my feet&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet the one who makes it hard for me to breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be lost in love&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your dream come true&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be scared of how strong I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;Just call me beautiful, Call me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Call me beautiful, Call me b-e-a-utiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, Call me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Call me beautiful, Call me b-e-a-utiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-7277773921027315557?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/7277773921027315557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wanna-be-blown-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7277773921027315557'/><link rel='self' 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flies..</title><content type='html'>.. And everything is still fresh in mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-2160192812470214280?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/2160192812470214280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/time-flies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2160192812470214280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2160192812470214280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/time-flies.html' title='Time flies..'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4207688657033049338</id><published>2011-07-15T17:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T18:09:33.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, My mum kissed me.</title><content type='html'>It's very weird! Very very weird!!!&lt;br /&gt;Most of the 4flat students (among my friends) didn't manage to get any places for courses like actuarial science in UM and UKM. Even accounting and etc too..&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;Most of them got offer to business courses like economics, management, or entrepreneur in Sabah or Sarawak. Yupp. Even to those 4flats who are from science stream too.&lt;br /&gt;Weird kann???&lt;br /&gt;Many with oh-damn-good results didn't even manage to get a place in UPU, you know. &lt;br /&gt;And many are ending up in somewhere that they don't like or some courses that are not even in their list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I should consider myself as a very lucky person, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Not a very good result,&lt;br /&gt;But entering a not a very bad uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*my whole family, especially my parents, been worrying that i couldn't get any ideal Us/ courses know. which makes me damn stress all these while. hahahaha.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD&lt;br /&gt;for that.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GBU.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4207688657033049338?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4207688657033049338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-my-mum-kissed-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4207688657033049338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4207688657033049338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-my-mum-kissed-me.html' title='Oh, My mum kissed me.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-7774543758770600202</id><published>2011-07-12T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T17:49:53.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2011/03/peter-coffin-is-loser.html"&gt;comment&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-7774543758770600202?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/7774543758770600202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-comment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7774543758770600202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7774543758770600202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-comment.html' title=''/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-770090993740888453</id><published>2011-07-10T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T01:51:13.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>090711</title><content type='html'>Heart aches.. Seeing my savings all gone just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butttttt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im superbly happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Its my first hp that bought using my own blood-sweat-money. Quite proud know..&lt;br /&gt;I only spend what I earn. I did not ask any help from family k. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;Buying this white baby is not something over I guess? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Koh Family baby!!&lt;br /&gt;Love you love you love youuuuu!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-770090993740888453?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/770090993740888453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/090711.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/770090993740888453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/770090993740888453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/07/090711.html' title='090711'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-6298814788310912450</id><published>2011-06-25T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T18:15:40.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was so so sO bored so i did this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MO0KhpLHf2Q/TgW0jxtPqlI/AAAAAAAAB0E/ZI6olSuJzzY/s320/nuts.png" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622098236573461074" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice nice nice??? So lonG never use Paint alr. Lol!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i actually drew it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;based on this little Nuts thingy..&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AoekZurISZE/TgW0j_w3XZI/AAAAAAAAB0M/e1eX2RZcjDQ/s1600/25062011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AoekZurISZE/TgW0j_w3XZI/AAAAAAAAB0M/e1eX2RZcjDQ/s320/25062011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622098240346742162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheeros~&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/1990384741109910857-6298814788310912450?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/6298814788310912450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/nuts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6298814788310912450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6298814788310912450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/nuts.html' title='Nuts!'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MO0KhpLHf2Q/TgW0jxtPqlI/AAAAAAAAB0E/ZI6olSuJzzY/s72-c/nuts.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-7377218102784884345</id><published>2011-06-23T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T16:41:37.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bored..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICH2NxZ29q4/TgL8FJ-mBpI/AAAAAAAABzs/_507lWpFU_M/s1600/playdate_panda.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICH2NxZ29q4/TgL8FJ-mBpI/AAAAAAAABzs/_507lWpFU_M/s400/playdate_panda.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621332450419803794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-7377218102784884345?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/7377218102784884345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7377218102784884345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7377218102784884345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-bored.html' title='I&apos;m bored..'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICH2NxZ29q4/TgL8FJ-mBpI/AAAAAAAABzs/_507lWpFU_M/s72-c/playdate_panda.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-9210190231351810653</id><published>2011-06-21T17:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:29:31.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When something ends, something else begins.</title><content type='html'>Karate Kid is Nice!&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Love Happens is Nice too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Okay. I actually teared while watching that movie. Esp when the guy said : "The death of son has caused the death of your life. You lost your wife, you lost your career and now you have lost yourself ... " and also, when he started to say &lt;i&gt;"I'd enough living in a lie ... "&lt;/i&gt; Somehow, i dont know why, i cried. :O I guess most of the ppl i know, including me, is living in a lie. Or, trying to pretend/ faking themselves just for God-knows-what-reason-it-is. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I know both are damn super long movies alr. I'm outdated. I know. What Fast 5, Scream 4, Kungfu Panda all i also haven't watched. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do? Too long never go for a date alr. It's been a super lonG time since i last stepped into cinema. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(since STPM i guess?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aeon Cinema especially. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaahh!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored to death!!!&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hate reading article like &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/notes/%E5%8D%81%E4%BA%8C%E6%98%9F%E5%BA%A7%E5%AE%9D%E5%AE%9D/%E4%BB%8A%E5%A4%A9%E7%A6%BB%E5%A9%9A%E4%BD%A0%E5%BE%97%E6%8A%B1%E6%88%91%E5%87%BA%E9%97%A8%E7%9C%8B%E5%90%8E%E5%BE%88%E5%A4%9A%E4%BA%BA%E5%93%AD%E4%BA%86%E7%9C%9F%E7%9A%84%E5%BE%88%E6%84%9F%E4%BA%BA/219945731372510"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-9210190231351810653?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/9210190231351810653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-something-ends-something-else.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/9210190231351810653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/9210190231351810653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-something-ends-something-else.html' title='When something ends, something else begins.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-6480408767027515013</id><published>2011-06-15T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:12:05.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night breeze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UjTVUghgE8E/Tfi5OKnRbgI/AAAAAAAABzU/NqBEiCwJOcw/s1600/moon-scenery-night-sky.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UjTVUghgE8E/Tfi5OKnRbgI/AAAAAAAABzU/NqBEiCwJOcw/s400/moon-scenery-night-sky.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618444188163075586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just simply love tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;The wind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just simply lovely!&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-6480408767027515013?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/6480408767027515013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/night-breeze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6480408767027515013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6480408767027515013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/night-breeze.html' title='Night breeze'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UjTVUghgE8E/Tfi5OKnRbgI/AAAAAAAABzU/NqBEiCwJOcw/s72-c/moon-scenery-night-sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-2413984270067083096</id><published>2011-06-14T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T18:35:17.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppTAKr-uSog/Tfc5ILML71I/AAAAAAAABzM/FRfb5kApauw/s1600/228020_10150192490402921_26767572920_7101679_108931_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppTAKr-uSog/Tfc5ILML71I/AAAAAAAABzM/FRfb5kApauw/s400/228020_10150192490402921_26767572920_7101679_108931_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618021872773623634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"It's not about the bling bling. Does he make your heart sing sing? Cause true love does't cost a thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahah. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-2413984270067083096?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/2413984270067083096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2413984270067083096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2413984270067083096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/cute.html' title='Gee.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppTAKr-uSog/Tfc5ILML71I/AAAAAAAABzM/FRfb5kApauw/s72-c/228020_10150192490402921_26767572920_7101679_108931_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-1043005799174375359</id><published>2011-06-12T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T00:44:45.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost?</title><content type='html'>It's not a good weeK.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about the work.&lt;br /&gt;It's not about the You, Him or Her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm A Little Down.&lt;br /&gt;I'm A Little Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;I do feel A Little Happy too at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;For certain matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Know What To Do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What if I failed?&lt;br /&gt;What if I don't get what I want?&lt;br /&gt;What if I'm the only one that is indifferent with the others?&lt;br /&gt;What if What if..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What" and "If"&lt;br /&gt;These 2 words seriously can never be together.&lt;br /&gt;They KiLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;Battery is running low.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder who will accompany me throughout this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said,&lt;br /&gt;It's not a good Week.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a good dayy.&lt;br /&gt;I thought the "bad" period will be over soon but yet,&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is coming back again, to Me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you didn't realize it but actually, I'm not Happy.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the 100% of Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;But there are lots of things that are running in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;I ponder.&lt;br /&gt;When will this be over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm Happy seeing You Happy.&lt;br /&gt;So Be Happy Always pls. =)&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-1043005799174375359?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/1043005799174375359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1043005799174375359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1043005799174375359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/lost.html' title='Lost?'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-111153914086052325</id><published>2011-06-10T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T23:30:15.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Soon, I'll just lock myself in the house and stare at the ceiling or maybe just lie on the bed for the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;I was told to Less Go Out, Be Home Early, Wear Long Sleeve Top&amp;Pants, Keep My Wallet Well, .... and the list going on and on.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere is so soO unsafe now.&lt;br /&gt;Yupp, even my Home. My House. The whole taman is just sooooO not not unsafe now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My neighbour got robbed again last week. 6 in a gang with a Parang. Early in the morning somemore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days ago,&lt;br /&gt;I went to Kenny Rogers for some lunch with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;And the songs playing there are like...&lt;br /&gt;A summary of What's going on On Me Throughout the year(s)??&lt;br /&gt;Ahah! Serious.&lt;br /&gt;It started with David Archuleta's Crush, A Little Too Not Over You, then Taylor Swift's Love Story, Two is Better than One, and the list goes on and on..&lt;br /&gt;Lol!&lt;br /&gt;That's explain my blurrness and out-of-situation-ness my FRienD!&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well.&lt;br /&gt;Putting that aside,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling Grateful and Happy to have a Friend like Her.&lt;br /&gt;She says, &lt;br /&gt;This song is for ME. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IL9iPHGd5GA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Girls.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOWW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;THAT BUS WAS SO SUPER DUPER NEAR TO MINE! &lt;br /&gt;at first, he was at my back, very very FAR that kind and Then HE sPED UP!&lt;br /&gt;And the road was so soOO small and he still wanna squeeze in!&lt;br /&gt;WALAOEHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I really needa go temple and pai pai d ahhh!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-111153914086052325?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/111153914086052325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/111153914086052325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/111153914086052325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/hmm.html' title='Hmm.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IL9iPHGd5GA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-8084038216875619103</id><published>2011-06-10T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T19:07:59.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touched.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=215985905101826"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-8084038216875619103?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/8084038216875619103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/touched.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8084038216875619103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8084038216875619103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/touched.html' title='Touched.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-7648428366303944695</id><published>2011-06-09T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T19:02:18.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(.\_/.)</title><content type='html'>Okay. &lt;br /&gt;I'm full with FIRE now.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just a Little TOO Suey this week!!&lt;br /&gt;Met Too many immoral ppl with suck attitude and poor driving sKILLs!&lt;br /&gt;PFFT!!!&lt;br /&gt;BEU 6X55!!! THAT BLUE LITTLE KANCIL! &lt;br /&gt;Where has all the MORAL that you have learnt during your primary/ secondary time gone to huh?! I wonder!&lt;br /&gt;It was just like less than A minute and you have already flew to somewhere farrrr perhaps MARS or VeNUS. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*my mum actually did chase after that car but we just couldn't find/ SMELL her anymore.. yupp. Is a SHE. A CHINESE LADY. Pffft!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Super angry ahhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;At least lah say You're Sorry or what. But you just went off like that. UGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Better not to let me see you anymore!&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember you!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Watch out!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HMMMPH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;br /&gt;My eyesight is getting better and better these days! And yup! So does my memory bank! &lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;To those reckless drivers out there, &lt;br /&gt;Watchout yo! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-7648428366303944695?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/7648428366303944695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7648428366303944695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/7648428366303944695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='(.\_/.)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-8507229204099286380</id><published>2011-06-06T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T23:51:03.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.M.G</title><content type='html'>I seriously dont know what else to say except O.M.G.&lt;br /&gt;It was terrible and I got terrified! I'm still chilling anyway, haven't fully chilled yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very beginning of everything, or maybe i should say, at the very beginning of the day, everything just doesnt seem so right. Got a bad feeling once i got up from the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, while i was caught in a chaotic jam in KL, I got banged by a motor. He just banged my car like that and went off. (.\_/.)&lt;br /&gt;The "BANG" sound was so loud that all of us got a biG shock with it and by the time we realized that, it was too late. That Indian motorcyclist has already left. &lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW, HE DIDNT EVEN SAY SORRY TO ME!!! Wth. Thank God there are no any footprints left on my car. Pfft. That's case 1. (Usually is the car that knock the motor, but now is the motor that knock the carR?? Ugh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 2. While im on my way to Subang SS15. Saw an Ambulance, as well as policeman, motorcyclist, and also the kepoh crowd at  the roadside. Yeah, an indian boy (is a small kiD) got knocked down by a motor/car/ some vehicles. He is lying on the road with bleeding head and ears. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 3. It was only 10 plus at that time. I was making my 3-point turn and there were 2 indian guys looking looking and pointing pointing at.. Something? (Hopefully it's not pointing at me. I prayed. &gt;.&lt;) I was feeling suspicious and so, I keep popi popi and pray hard that nothing will happen on me later. Then then, just as i wanna make a turn at the front front junction there, a motor came flying with exactly in opp. direction of me! I was on my lane alright. I dont even know what are these 2 Fellows (Indians again!! But i'm not sure if they are the same person.. It was too dark alr. =x ) doing as It's seriously very ridiculous that they are riding a motorcycle in opp direction?? They just came like that and fell. All i saw was just Sparks and Fire. Like, seriously fire kind. I stunned. And blurred. For a few minutes, i thought of going down and giving a hand to them. But, I just went off slowly like that. =x I seriously got terrified. And thinking back of it, i'm lucky that i did not go down from the car. It's a right choice that i did not, right? Right?? *hope so* &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 4. ACCIDENT again!! SIGHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-8507229204099286380?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/8507229204099286380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8507229204099286380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8507229204099286380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/omg.html' title='O.M.G'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-5078200047362871783</id><published>2011-06-01T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T15:59:33.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My all-time Favorite</title><content type='html'>I just couldn't stop smiling while watching this.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KoI8DdskfLk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice would it be and how cute would they be if they really couple backk. ^.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-5078200047362871783?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/5078200047362871783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-all-time-favorite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5078200047362871783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5078200047362871783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-all-time-favorite.html' title='My all-time Favorite'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KoI8DdskfLk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-6129183249504603383</id><published>2011-05-31T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T01:19:04.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was 13th May in the morning. Something that I have been keeping with me always has lost, the butterfly necklace. It’s not an expensive gift that made from Gold or what, but it is the meaning behind it that matters. I practically turned my house (especially my room) upside down just to find it. But yeah, I still couldn’t find it in any ways. Tears shed. I was actually thinking if this is a message sent by Heaven God, to tell me not to think about it anymore, to forget about it and move on and, maybe it’s really fated to be like that. Complicated and tough feelings I had. Whenever I’m driving, to work or to fetch my brother, I just feel like something is lost. Something is just not there. Everything is not right at all. I’m not depressed. But... Words just couldn’t express it well, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days passed. Just as I started to accept the fact that IT has gone, that necklace appears again. Yeah, it just appeared in front of me like that. I was stunned and shocked. To laugh or to cry, I don’t know. It got me thinking a lot (I think a lot, I know. Lol!) but one thing for sure is, I’m happy! Haha. Yes. I am. The feeling of getting back the things that you have lost is just simply awesome, awesome and AwesoME. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked, “so, is it still fated?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed. Not because that I was too happy but, of my silliness. Aha! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th May, The Wesak Holiday. My classmates came out with this super last minute plan that is, together escape to Morib for a day. Got the call at late noon, left Klang at 3plus, and yeah.. There goes our Morib Pa Pa Zao! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything started to become smoother and smoother it seems. I got call from company asking to work everyday from the next day onwards. Looking at the pay, I accepted the job. It is tiring to work everyday from 10am to 10pm but it is a good chance to keep myself occupied and stop myself from thinking rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1, everything went pretty smooth except there is a lil (in fact, it is very much!) boredom during working time. I feel blessed too! As it is my first day of working, and due to the boredom, my friends came visit me for lunch and also dinner. And in fact, my son came and find me for lunch everyday! For what he says, “I want mummy to be happy!” and he must make sure that I actually eat. Hahaha. What a good son huh? Well, this explains well why I look a little chubbier and meatier lately. &amp;gt;.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working everyday is really killing me, actually. If it is not because of I’m bored like a rotten apple, if it is not because of the money, I think I wouldn’t stand it till now. Hahah. Yeah, many would say, “Just a few weeks only mah. Not few months also. Cheh.” Well. I don’t wanna comment much about that till you come and experience it yourself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th May, I got a weird dream on someone. It has been quite a while since I chatted/seen/smell/whatever with that person. So yeah..  It’s really weird that I actually dreamt of him. Days after that were not-so-good too due to that dream. Lol. It IS a happy and sweet dream (I think?) but I just wonder why is it now, and why does it happen. Does it reflect anything like, something has happened on that person or what? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;After all, it is just a dream. A dream that.. will never happen in reality.&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u1xoxXIONmg/TePPo_1Vq7I/AAAAAAAABy4/JRtuDlH5_8Q/s1600/31052011%2528001%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u1xoxXIONmg/TePPo_1Vq7I/AAAAAAAABy4/JRtuDlH5_8Q/s320/31052011%2528001%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612557863870639026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;Have a sweet dream peepz! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written on 30th May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-6129183249504603383?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/6129183249504603383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-was-13th-may-in-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6129183249504603383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/6129183249504603383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-was-13th-may-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u1xoxXIONmg/TePPo_1Vq7I/AAAAAAAABy4/JRtuDlH5_8Q/s72-c/31052011%2528001%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-5863359664850316706</id><published>2011-05-17T22:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T23:15:32.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;At times, i wonder. Sometimes it just feels like as though im the luckiest person in this world. I have lots of lovely friends around me to support me and concern bout me. All they want is just to see a happy me and yeah, they're willing to do anything just to make me feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like that day, I was working in Shah Alam while the other friends of mine were working in Klang area. It was raining heavily on that night. And as i was wondering to go home now, or later, i received a lovely message from my dear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Drive safely. heavy rain now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Reach home edi msg me k. better not reply while u're driving. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a simple message from her, and yet, it touches me. I stunned to be exact, when i first read it. Ahah. Cuz she was working at somewhere else, and, i really didnt expect to receive any smses from her as she could just go home straight and rest right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yea. thunder samo. &amp;gt;&amp;lt; drive super slow k. don't rush"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was feeling cold and afraid to drive home actually.&lt;i&gt; (It was really heavy rain that night. and you know, Federal highway always got jam and accidents always happen in highway one.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt; ) &lt;/i&gt;But her message keeps me really warm. I was smiling throughout the journey and i'm feeling really lucky to have such a friend. Ahah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tn3szLqE_0M/TdKN59r0gDI/AAAAAAAAByY/1LH8BpsUHTg/s320/07042011%2528001%2529.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607700512980107314" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear, Cindy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This so called yao yeng fellow  also. She accompanied me the whole day when i need someone to talk to and to cry on. She lent me her shoulder and talked to me.  She always tell me this, "I just want you to be happy". She doesnt like to force me to do anything or see me in frowning face. And that morning, when i was still sleeping soundly in my room, she came surprised me with her lovely breakfast. And she did all these just because of what i said to her last night. "You still owe me chick rice lehh.. xD"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got really stunned when she did that. She always feed me with good food &lt;i&gt;(till i can die that kind.. cuz over bloated! xD)&lt;/i&gt; and always willing to spend on me&lt;i&gt; (only food lah. She belanja me, i belanja her. So im not using  neither her nor her money. :) ) &lt;/i&gt;And that's the reason why i dont mind treating her makan, fetching her siblings to work or to tuition, or driving all the way to her house just to talk to each other or what. Because she indeed is a very good friend, of mine. Hee. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xEvIHzjPJBI/TdKN5nNAZDI/AAAAAAAAByQ/H3GFME0wkdE/s320/12837_1081458256965_1841582783_173921_2627058_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607700506945283122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See how lovely my sayang is.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also, my son. He gave me a super great surprise on Mother's Day. He came and waited for me till my job ends, and later on, gave me a card. I seriously never expect him to do all these for I'm just his "fake" mother. And if im not mistaken, he suggested the idea of baking and cooking for me also, for my birthday celebration last year. Just the thought of these is enough to make my cry. Lol. He is just like me, i think. Always smiling and want people around him, especially his dearest one, to be happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-93cCnZJpP9A/TdKN6AnjIpI/AAAAAAAAByg/JN4JYLAaTxY/s1600/IMG_2644.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-93cCnZJpP9A/TdKN6AnjIpI/AAAAAAAAByg/JN4JYLAaTxY/s320/IMG_2644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607700513767498386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-93cCnZJpP9A/TdKN6AnjIpI/AAAAAAAAByg/JN4JYLAaTxY/s1600/IMG_2644.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NZSvL0aoT9E/TdKN6U-UjwI/AAAAAAAAByo/h4gaWk5h-wI/s320/IMG_2645.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607700519231721218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_3hRKwTAhw4/TdKN6sVzlUI/AAAAAAAAByw/8xFbePtc11I/s320/IMG_2646.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607700525504238914" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a simple gift. Yet, a lovely one. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, there are many many more who are really good to me. Like my high school friends, never once they failed in making me happy. When i just started working that time, they came visit me each day and accompany me. And even till now, they will still come and visit me during working time or, after work. When i facing troubles, they got worried and will try their best to help me out. Even stuff like finding replacement for work and etc, they will help too. For each and every outings and trips, they will never forget to ask and invite me as well. To people who close to me, like Cindy and Jia Chyi, they will never forget to concern bout them and be good to them as well. It is the thoughts that really matter, you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like i always say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't need expensive or valueable gift. All i need is just people like them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not the gift that matters. It is the thought and intention that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a short message, instead of an expensive gift, can win all my heart. Lol! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heart 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;Written on 14th May 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-5863359664850316706?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/5863359664850316706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/at-times-i-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5863359664850316706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5863359664850316706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/at-times-i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tn3szLqE_0M/TdKN59r0gDI/AAAAAAAAByY/1LH8BpsUHTg/s72-c/07042011%2528001%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-2017488419658181305</id><published>2011-05-16T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T18:32:49.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;We are just too busy on something until we forgot something that is equally important to us too, like your friends and the etc.&lt;br /&gt;We can actually care so much for a person until we neglected somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being neglected/ abandoned is awful.&lt;br /&gt;Well. The feeling of neglecting/ abandoning someone, with intention or no intention, is not that good too, i know.&lt;br /&gt;But, no one likes to be forgotten or neglected. So yeah, should they be forgiven?? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Just random thought alright. I’m not directing it to anyone or what. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Listening to those songs in my car really does make me emo. Especially this song, Butterfly Kisses. It gets me tears up for each and every time i listen to it. The lyric is meaningful, the rhythm is beautiful and the song is sweet. What more is, it's a very beautiful song from a Daddy dedicated to his Daughter. :) I've been using this song as my blog music for quite a while already. But i guess no one notices it and even bother about the meaning of the song huh? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I know. Both my parents are still alive. Why am i being so emo here just because of that song right? Lol. But hey. Life's really short. Someone, somebody, it can be me, or you, or maybe someone dearest to you, might just gone like that. Anything can happen in just a split second. Im not just talking bout death.. I mean, what about being parted with someone you dear the most? Like your sisters, brothers, close friends, girlfriends and boyfriends? Death is scary. But being parted and separated with someone you love, is even more scary. Kan? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i really miss my sisters. From the house of 8 (5 siblings, both parents + grandma), to 6, and now 5. Sooner or later, I gonna leave my house for further studies too. And it goes 4..  How sad it is. The house is getting from empty to emptier! Somewhat and somehow, I miss the noiseS that WE left years ago. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving back from Bukit Tinggi to my house, it got me thinking alot. Eventhough it is just a short journey. Words just couldn't express how i felt and how i feel right now.There are too many things that i wanna do but yet, i haven't done any. There are just too Too Many-s till i dont know what and where should i start from. Can't even thought of anything too at this split second. (sudden blackout. &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;Too many things happen,  but there is really too little time for us to manage everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written on 13th May 2011 at 9.50pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-2017488419658181305?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/2017488419658181305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-we-are-just-too-busy-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2017488419658181305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2017488419658181305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-we-are-just-too-busy-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4381805269413564584</id><published>2011-05-08T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:37:14.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;.&lt;"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;had burglar breaking into 2 houses in my neighbourhood yesterday evening, and a man who tried opening the back of my house door just now..&lt;br /&gt;daylight burglary everywhere! HOW DARING! pfftttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowhere is safe in our country now, not even at home?! ==&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- posted by my neighbour May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEE SEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;WALAO.&lt;br /&gt;In just 2 weeks there are like 5 cases happened in this taman d.&lt;br /&gt;WALAOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4381805269413564584?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4381805269413564584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4381805269413564584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4381805269413564584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_08.html' title='&gt;.&lt;&quot;'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-8100797203376049537</id><published>2011-05-07T10:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T10:43:54.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(/ \)</title><content type='html'>You see haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone says "I miss you..!"&lt;br /&gt;Ppl will go "aww... *sweet* " =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when i say "I miss you..!!"&lt;br /&gt;There will only have one response.&lt;br /&gt;Which is,&lt;br /&gt;"Ha ha! Sampat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE!&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason i dont wanna say any lovey dovey words anymore!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever i say will just make me become "Sampat" or "Sampat-er"!&lt;br /&gt;==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-8100797203376049537?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/8100797203376049537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8100797203376049537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8100797203376049537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='(/ \)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-5023742006580096244</id><published>2011-05-05T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T18:36:27.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AqitTqCCwGY/TcJ9Ye-wodI/AAAAAAAABwo/xDPrivTtHnQ/s1600/05052011%2528007%2529-horz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AqitTqCCwGY/TcJ9Ye-wodI/AAAAAAAABwo/xDPrivTtHnQ/s400/05052011%2528007%2529-horz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603178745988948434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Cina Muii is backK? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-5023742006580096244?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/5023742006580096244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/hee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5023742006580096244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5023742006580096244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/hee.html' title='Hee.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AqitTqCCwGY/TcJ9Ye-wodI/AAAAAAAABwo/xDPrivTtHnQ/s72-c/05052011%2528007%2529-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-3611548265020913823</id><published>2011-05-03T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T01:06:03.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha ha.</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;br /&gt;You have him in a corner of your heart. Don't lie to yourself; he's your special guy. Take good care of your heart. You still have a long way to go. Always remember that love has two edges. Being apart for a while might be a good chance to proof his love to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal mate has a sense of humor and is lively.&lt;br /&gt;You like changes. Going for a trip is challenging to you.&lt;br /&gt;No effort, no success. That's your attitudes towards success.&lt;br /&gt;You think very positively, and believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;You need lots of reassurance in your relationship. &lt;br /&gt;You accept your loved one the way they are. You don't expect him or her to change for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;You actually cried to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-3611548265020913823?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/3611548265020913823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/ha-ha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3611548265020913823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3611548265020913823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/ha-ha.html' title='Ha ha.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4442246926180027015</id><published>2011-05-02T17:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T17:53:20.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much at once! Sigh.</title><content type='html'>It supposed to be a happy red event but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be a white one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too soon..&lt;br /&gt;Really soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many white events at once alr.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4442246926180027015?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4442246926180027015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/too-much-at-once-sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4442246926180027015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4442246926180027015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/05/too-much-at-once-sigh.html' title='Too much at once! Sigh.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-2955786100969119528</id><published>2011-05-01T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:16:20.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From 12 to 8</title><content type='html'>It has been keep playing&lt;br /&gt;1. Just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;2. Never knew I needed &lt;br /&gt;3. Two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;4. Firework&lt;br /&gt;5. Need you now&lt;br /&gt;6. *something like teng ni de xin teng*&lt;br /&gt;over and over again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-2955786100969119528?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/2955786100969119528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-12-to-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2955786100969119528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2955786100969119528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-12-to-8.html' title='From 12 to 8'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-8716931008305033174</id><published>2011-04-29T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T12:29:27.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>对思考周密的告白，最无力抗辨。&lt;br /&gt;Judge your approach well, and she'll have no defence against your prosecution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-8716931008305033174?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/8716931008305033174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/judge-your-approach-well-and-shell-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8716931008305033174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8716931008305033174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/judge-your-approach-well-and-shell-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-3953785014664970315</id><published>2011-04-27T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T17:17:11.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever since</title><content type='html'>I have finished the job in Hartamas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/7!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just feel like i dint sleep at all..!! I just couldnt get enough sleep, i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;Even Cindy also feels the same.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because we slept really really less during working period lah. Sighh. Oh am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-3953785014664970315?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/3953785014664970315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/ever-since.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3953785014664970315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3953785014664970315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/ever-since.html' title='Ever since'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-640590892377473670</id><published>2011-04-26T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T14:00:19.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>晚安</title><content type='html'>天，空白著夜晚，&lt;br /&gt;城市一片灯火扰乱。&lt;br /&gt;风，吹过看不见的天堂，&lt;br /&gt;是谁还在忙碌的追赶？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚安！ 让记忆松绑，&lt;br /&gt;忘掉所有痛苦悲伤，&lt;br /&gt;让所有听不见的呐喊，&lt;br /&gt;随著黑夜一起埋葬。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;月，亮在你心坎，&lt;br /&gt;可曾把你的梦点燃？&lt;br /&gt;心疼你每一步的成长，&lt;br /&gt;擦乾眼泪，变的更勇敢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚安！卸下了翅膀，&lt;br /&gt;轻轻打开梦里的窗，&lt;br /&gt;路尽管依然会有阻挡，&lt;br /&gt;让我陪你一起飞翔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梦，想去的地方，&lt;br /&gt;因为不变，所以简单。&lt;br /&gt;爱，如果早已经被遗忘，&lt;br /&gt;我的歌声不会有伤感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚安！静静的安躺，&lt;br /&gt;躺在可以放心的床。&lt;br /&gt;夜，因为有了梦才宽敞，&lt;br /&gt;因为有你，所以温暖&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-640590892377473670?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/640590892377473670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/640590892377473670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/640590892377473670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_26.html' title='晚安'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4194386824117198843</id><published>2011-04-24T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T01:40:11.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>羅嘉良-當愛情走到盡頭</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_Ql94696TWo?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當記憶 已輕得彷似懸浮 卻渴望停落你門口&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當吹息 已深得可以埋葬白晝 趁天黑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可以跟這感覺走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;火花 等天光之際全部炸 卻渴望能讓美麗留低&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夢太多 當孤單可以隨處掠過 眼前我 擁抱什麼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那不過是我 從此我發現 寂寞是有點根源&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只得我 沒入人潮裡兜圈 但願 游到你的旁邊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;靠得這麼近 又卻是那麼遠 流星已隕減&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;連燈也撲滅﻿ 全沒光線 留下我 暗夜裡轉又轉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;來回尋覓我的影子 靠這一點最後支柱 來伴我眠&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4194386824117198843?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4194386824117198843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4194386824117198843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4194386824117198843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_24.html' title='羅嘉良-當愛情走到盡頭'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_Ql94696TWo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-2683395305673694065</id><published>2011-04-21T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T17:15:47.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every couple experiences this i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSdELZxEnHY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-2683395305673694065?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/2683395305673694065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/every-couple-experiences-this-i-guess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2683395305673694065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2683395305673694065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/every-couple-experiences-this-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tSdELZxEnHY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-1555229241317941962</id><published>2011-04-19T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T01:05:51.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It</title><content type='html'>is a Fullmoon again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the nineteenth 19th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-1555229241317941962?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/1555229241317941962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1555229241317941962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1555229241317941962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/it.html' title='It'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-3812834408163785614</id><published>2011-04-16T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T16:17:28.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Were so AH LIAN!</title><content type='html'>Looking back at the old pics (photos tagged in fb),&lt;br /&gt;makes me really wanna laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh like a "sohai" kid that kind.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Esp this pic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xl_A5p6w9gc/TalO4qrR9RI/AAAAAAAABwg/XM5m1RLHt0I/s1600/15858_205716933901_821988901_4051416_1489958_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xl_A5p6w9gc/TalO4qrR9RI/AAAAAAAABwg/XM5m1RLHt0I/s400/15858_205716933901_821988901_4051416_1489958_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596090747420013842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!&lt;br /&gt;epic ehh?? Really wanna thank my mom for that Unique hairstyle. She started that trend.. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if..&lt;br /&gt;What if i cut my fringe straight agaiN???&lt;br /&gt;LOOL.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-3812834408163785614?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/3812834408163785614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/were-so-ah-lian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3812834408163785614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3812834408163785614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/were-so-ah-lian.html' title='Were so AH LIAN!'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xl_A5p6w9gc/TalO4qrR9RI/AAAAAAAABwg/XM5m1RLHt0I/s72-c/15858_205716933901_821988901_4051416_1489958_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-3870416707299525473</id><published>2011-04-13T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T21:48:41.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watak yang sama. Tempat yang sama!</title><content type='html'>Have the same nightmare continuously for several days d!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-3870416707299525473?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/3870416707299525473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/watak-yang-sama-tempat-yang-sama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3870416707299525473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3870416707299525473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/watak-yang-sama-tempat-yang-sama.html' title='Watak yang sama. Tempat yang sama!'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-1667929290693942570</id><published>2011-04-09T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T17:52:24.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got it from net</title><content type='html'>這樣的女孩：&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;有的是真的在笑、有的卻是刻意隱藏的。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;有總女孩，她總是在人面前很開朗..可是卻有人懂她媽?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;有總女孩，她裝的很好，讓好友不易察覺&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;有總女孩，她不愛跟人訴說她們心事。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;一個人哭、一個人承受、一個人發呆、一個人悶著、靜靜聽歌、靜靜放空。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她真實想法...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她很倔降，不讓朋友擔心她。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她很固執，悲傷的時候只有一個人面對。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她很厭煩，因為她覺得這樣很累。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她很悲觀，她老是往壞想。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她很難過，卻無從發洩。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她很累了，只是一直不肯說/她卻希望有人能懂她，能懂這樣的人有幾個。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她想哭了，卻是自己一個哭/她卻希望有人讓她靠，但是沒有人能讓她靠。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她在朋友面前....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她笑的很真，卻讓你們無法察覺/她不一定是真的笑，不是刻意裝，只是怕人問。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她有時發呆，但你們卻覺得沒事/她不一定是沒事的，但誰也無法知道她的想法。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她有時安靜，正當你們聊得很開心時/她不是故意不跟你們聊，是她不知怎聊開。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她有時很瘋，突然瘋一下讓你們稍微傻眼/別看她那樣，她那是在發洩。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她很愛聽歌，但你們卻覺得沒什麼/真實是..她只不過是想轉移好心情。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她很碎碎念，別覺得她很煩/她是在關心你(妳)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;要聊天也可以聊的很高興，&lt;br /&gt;但別看她們用語有點粗魯，&lt;br /&gt;她們只是覺得這樣聊天，&lt;br /&gt;才是真的好朋友。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;朋友有心事告訴了她，她是個很好的聽眾，雖然她不懂得怎安慰你(妳)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;如果好友問：妳怎麼了?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她如果在你們面前哭了，那就代表她忍到極限了。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;不然她通常會笑笑的回應：想太多了 或 沒事。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;不過她會在心底很謝謝你(妳)，有注意到她的感受。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她的愛情....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她想談場戀愛，可是卻沒有人出現。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她希望有能人牽住她，讓她有安全感。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她不會要求不多，只希望有人陪陪她。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;長期下來..她身旁還是沒有人出現，難過時會說服自己，沒有愛情也沒關西。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;要是有出現，她會很珍惜。不過..答案是：可能嗎?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她嘗試網戀，但她不敢相信，&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她怕太相信，哭的會是自己。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;所以就算網戀，她覺得他很好，她還是退了縮..離開。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她們很累了，可是卻始終一個人。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;有些人可以很幸福，可是他們卻不願珍惜。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;那..那些想珍惜的人，又該怎麼做?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;只能怪...幸福還沒靠站嗎?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;這樣的女孩，幸福來了她卻退縮 /是因為她怕這幸福是假的&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;這樣的女孩，她如果在你(妳)面前哭了/那是代表她已經真的隱藏不住了&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;這樣的女孩，她受了傷她會偽裝的很好/就算你(妳)知道，她不會告訴你(妳)受傷的心情&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;這樣的女孩，她是很好相處的人/但你(妳)請別用言語欺負她，她會很難過，會當真 就算她知道那只是開玩笑的&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;這樣的女孩，她很不相信愛情，&lt;br /&gt;別怪她不相信，只是因為她怕了。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;但當她相信是，卻是很珍惜。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她渴望，有個人牽她、陪她，即使是平淡的幸福..她也覺得很滿足。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;什麼樣的女孩都有，她們都只不過是想要有個人可以依靠...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this reminds me of an incident..&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-1667929290693942570?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/1667929290693942570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/got-it-from-net.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1667929290693942570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/1667929290693942570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/got-it-from-net.html' title='Got it from net'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-8572962323502752030</id><published>2011-04-08T23:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:31:56.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*faint*</title><content type='html'>Whats with the "I just had sex" by Akon??! *faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And great.&lt;br /&gt;SJC just made me cry by this song!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JCp0iiENVi8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: small; font-style: normal; "&gt;If i were to go&lt;br /&gt;If i were to get close to you&lt;br /&gt;What would you think?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have the courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to go,&lt;br /&gt;If you were to leave.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to send you away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: small; font-style: normal; "&gt;It keeps hanging on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i am a fool&lt;br /&gt;and can only watch you from afar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: small; font-style: normal; "&gt;Your heart may look away from me…&lt;br /&gt;And so we could even become strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: small; font-style: normal; "&gt;i can’t even say that i love you because …&lt;br /&gt;We’re afraid the wait that comes upon us&lt;br /&gt;After we meet will be painful and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to come&lt;br /&gt;To come near me.&lt;br /&gt;What would i do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: small; font-style: normal; "&gt;I really don’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because im like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;Even though i know looking is all i can do&lt;br /&gt;Your heart may look away from me&lt;br /&gt;And so we could even become strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a fool&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even say that i love you because….&lt;br /&gt;We’re afraid the wait that comes upon us&lt;br /&gt;After we meet will be painful and sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i’m like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Even though i can’t say i love you&lt;br /&gt;We’re afraid the wait that comes upon us&lt;br /&gt;After we meet will be painful and sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ncyOCEllFjs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why the movie so sadddd one??? :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it makes me feel like watching it.. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-8572962323502752030?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/8572962323502752030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/faint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8572962323502752030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8572962323502752030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/faint.html' title='*faint*'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JCp0iiENVi8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-8626779127853494294</id><published>2011-04-08T11:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T12:11:33.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm trying hard to leave this toO!</title><content type='html'>She admitted that.&lt;div&gt;Then news has come to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked, but he angry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SoO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dont know what does this mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is she that didnt receive the signal well so she thought she is and has alr started, or,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He indeed has started but feeling bad to tell me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bahhhh. I feel like im a FOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lao hu Lao shu sha sha de fen bu ching chu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hao ren Huai ren sha sha de fen bu ching chu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@@&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;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and and.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;you ppl stop adding me pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;am really confused on the main purpose of you guys adding me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;and pls dont leave me alone to handle this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;am not strong enough to tell the truth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;X_X&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/1990384741109910857-8626779127853494294?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/8626779127853494294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-trying-hard-to-leave-this-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8626779127853494294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8626779127853494294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-trying-hard-to-leave-this-too.html' title='I&apos;m trying hard to leave this toO!'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4452089847852163745</id><published>2011-04-07T15:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:27:50.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c9Qww7aFNyQ/TZ1kx9_by6I/AAAAAAAABwY/K3HhdL3wCZg/s1600/Endless_Love_CTS.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c9Qww7aFNyQ/TZ1kx9_by6I/AAAAAAAABwY/K3HhdL3wCZg/s400/Endless_Love_CTS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592737121881017250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tCy_QuD4Xrg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Still on my way to finish this drama.&lt;br /&gt;Its damn damn damn freaking saddddd..&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they just make all these sweet romance dramas more happy bit?? Why must they torture torture them (the couple) for years dy then only let them meet again and torture torture them again then only let them have a happy life after that?? Zoh moh yao rang ta men ai dao jiang xing ku lehh??&lt;br /&gt;Sighh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilber pan - The always charming one! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BC2PGvVF9Kc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Read the lyrics.&lt;/div&gt;Wo men dou pa tong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shake headd*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4452089847852163745?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4452089847852163745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/latest-addiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4452089847852163745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4452089847852163745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/latest-addiction.html' title='Latest addiction'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c9Qww7aFNyQ/TZ1kx9_by6I/AAAAAAAABwY/K3HhdL3wCZg/s72-c/Endless_Love_CTS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-1710429951229204784</id><published>2011-04-06T17:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T17:20:16.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adele :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s_Zs7XS3XUo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYRICS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that you're settled down.&lt;br /&gt;That you found a girl and you're married now.&lt;br /&gt;I heard that your dreams came true.&lt;br /&gt;Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old friend, why are you so shy?&lt;br /&gt;It ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.&lt;br /&gt;I'd hoped you'd see my face &amp; that you'd be reminded,&lt;br /&gt;That for me, it isn't over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I'll find someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg, I'll remember you said:&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead"&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd know how the time flies.&lt;br /&gt;Only yesterday was the time of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;We were born and raised in a summer haze.&lt;br /&gt;Bound by the surprise of our glory days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.&lt;br /&gt;I'd hoped you'd see my face &amp; that you'd be reminded,&lt;br /&gt;That for me, it isn't over yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I'll find someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg, I'll remember you said:&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares, no worries or cares.&lt;br /&gt;Regret's and mistakes they're memories made.&lt;br /&gt;Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I'll find someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg, I'll remember you said:&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I'll find someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg, I'll remember you said:&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead"&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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:)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/s_Zs7XS3XUo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-926446376163387638</id><published>2011-04-06T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T13:20:24.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kina Grannis- Ours To Keep</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JPbnmdacyNM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so intO youtube lately.. &gt;.O"&lt;br /&gt;I think,&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling for You. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-926446376163387638?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/926446376163387638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/kina-grannis-ours-to-keep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/926446376163387638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/926446376163387638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/kina-grannis-ours-to-keep.html' title='Kina Grannis- Ours To Keep'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JPbnmdacyNM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4778688826919325159</id><published>2011-04-04T15:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T13:17:27.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply yet lovely.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's sooo sweet of &lt;a href="http://shangshen-chaichyn.blogspot.com/"&gt;THEM&lt;/a&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cute huh??&lt;br /&gt;Am happy for them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lil niece told her mummy,&lt;br /&gt;"Wo yao gu gu!! Wo yao gu gu!!" &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(gu gu = aunt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone was keep looking around and finding THAT "gu gu"&lt;br /&gt;"Gu gu??"&lt;br /&gt;"There.. Na ge mei mei/ shou shou de."&lt;br /&gt;Then she pointed at me.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;How sweet and lovely she can be.. :)&lt;br /&gt;She even said,&lt;br /&gt;"Gu gu.. Wo hai ji de ni!"&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised and stunned. (she has really grown alot! cant even rmb her face clearly. &gt;.&lt;) &lt;br /&gt;"Ni yi qian gen wo pai guo zhao pian" &lt;br /&gt;She smiled sweetly.. &lt;br /&gt;It was just 1 or 2 years ago according to her. But.. I really cant rmb that tho' i go back almost every year. Aiks. &gt;.O"&lt;br /&gt;I just pat her head.. and gave her a super biig wide smile! She is just simply.. sweet!! =)&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully she will still remember me when i next go back to Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"聽到一句很有意思的話, 不需要爲了迎合別人 讓人容易記得自己而取個朗朗上口的洋名&lt;br /&gt;那些想記得你的人 終究會記得你的名字。"&lt;br /&gt;Cut it short,&lt;br /&gt;People who wants to remember you will eventually remember your name. &lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4778688826919325159?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4778688826919325159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/simply-yet-lovely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4778688826919325159'/><link 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anyone else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4701720168957533976?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4701720168957533976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4701720168957533976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4701720168957533976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='=/'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-8897097651946111737</id><published>2011-03-30T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T08:09:11.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh!</title><content type='html'>Trying to be happy when you are not,&lt;br /&gt;is kinda hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-8897097651946111737?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-5245293664271576184</id><published>2011-03-29T19:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T19:46:31.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misu misu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://rite-of-sping93.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-i-ran-into-woods-just-to-find-out.html"&gt;So I ran into the woods just to find out...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. At times i do really miss those moments..&lt;br /&gt;The more i read bout their (acs-ians) blogs, the more i miss them..&lt;br /&gt;Though, it is just 1.5 years,&lt;br /&gt;But my life in ACS has been a fun-filling one.&lt;br /&gt;With the great people around, like the teachers and friends, interactors, KPA members, crazy school mates like the Yakinese, Azam and Setia ppl..&lt;br /&gt;I still rmb how we used to hate the school for asking us to in charge of the Gerkorama, Hari Guru, Bulan Patriotik and etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;But when you come to think bout it now, it is soO much fun!&lt;br /&gt;Without those activities, i think it will be a dull one for those lower 6 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout Interact Club,&lt;br /&gt;I still rmb how we bising for the Talentime, IU Day, Festive Cheers and etc. (i quited after that.. but still, i miss them. =) )&lt;br /&gt;I still rmb Pravin smsing me (it's a SUPER HOT weather that day!) to create a blog for ACS Interact Club too. The blog was freaking dead.. due to the laziness of me and the editor. HAHA. Whoops! But now is an active one.. =)&lt;br /&gt;I-star huh?? :D&lt;br /&gt;KPA,&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;I still rmb how early i needa get up, just to go to school and berhimpun just for our recycling campaign.&lt;br /&gt;The first time of me doing that was kinda shy like err.. You needa go around and "ding dong!" their houses when they are still sleeping soundly?? Ahah! Yeapp. But sooner or later, i've become more and more daring (i think). Even the dogs are in the house, I can still go "ding dong!" them and ask for newspaper &amp;amp; bottles. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmb once, I went with my senior.. The house has 2 or 3  doggies there. Those biiG and Black colour one. (scary oooo...) I did not dare to press the bell at all. So he said he will do it. But the dogs jumped against the gate and start woofing once we get near! At the end both of us just ran away and get back to the car.. without anything. Ahaha! There are many more funny moments.. Like the "beggars sitting at the roadside" (peter and zi xiang know this well). Lol!&lt;br /&gt;I do still rmb how close we were (setia+me+jc+...), when Azzat is still around. We went prawning, then bbq the prawns at JC's hse in the middle of the night. We went Kajang for satay and etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;Yong leng too. He has been a good singer and in fact, he is still. His voice is great! He and I, even planned to record our very version of song and put it in FB. But but.. where has all these gone?!!!&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Yakinese amat berbanyakkk! Ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhmm..&lt;br /&gt;I guess i really miss ACS.&lt;br /&gt;It gives me toooO much of great memories dy..&lt;br /&gt;(I love my F6 friends, club members, and not forgetting those seniors too!!)&lt;br /&gt;And i have never regret taking STPM. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i miss singing on stage with you guys!!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-5245293664271576184?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/5245293664271576184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/misu-misu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5245293664271576184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5245293664271576184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/misu-misu.html' title='Misu misu!'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-5000996722193398099</id><published>2011-03-29T15:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T16:01:37.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personally feels..</title><content type='html'>The most hurtful and disappointing word: Cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most disappointing act:&lt;br /&gt;Girls: being overly ego / too socialable (flirty)&lt;br /&gt;Guys : When the guy says, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"even if i deny that, u will still think that isn't it? so what's the use for me to even explain it, u are not gonna believe it by the way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wthh. We girls willing to ask you to double or triple confirm because we trust you! If we dont even trust you, we will just follow the trend (believe the rumours) and will never even ask you. =.=&lt;br /&gt;What is it so hard to explain mannn?? If it is not the truth, then just explain lah. If it is the truth, then just admit lah. Adoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys always say "forever" but some/ most dont really mean/ do it. (maybe they did, but due to certain circumstances, they choose to give up at the end)&lt;br /&gt;Girls will never say "forever".. And they dont like to wait too. But often, they are the one who ended up waiting the guys forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are really stupid when they are in love. Coz' they will only choose to believe the one they love (the most) no matter what happens. If you told her that he is bad, he is a jerk, he is an idiot or what, she will still choose to believe him.. She wont go and see/ mind what are his goods and what are his bads. &lt;br /&gt;Guys.. I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what will happen if i were a boy.. Ahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-5000996722193398099?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/5000996722193398099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/personally-feels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5000996722193398099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5000996722193398099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/personally-feels.html' title='Personally feels..'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-3125042921925556943</id><published>2011-03-28T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T23:33:35.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X_X</title><content type='html'>I'm  so shit mann..&lt;br /&gt;Been starving for days or perhaps weeks d..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(i did eat okay.. but, no appetite. sometimes just a pear for a day, sometimes just drinks. two days ago was better lah. a small bowl of abc + 5 satay sticks. ahah! chamm.. X_X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, FINALLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungryyy!!&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;No Food. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howww??? HowwWW???  Aihh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A lesson without pain is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;For you cannot gain something without sacrificing something else in return.&lt;br /&gt;But once you have overcome it and make it your own...&lt;br /&gt;You will gain an irreplaceable fullmetal heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- XOXO&lt;/b&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/1990384741109910857-3125042921925556943?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/3125042921925556943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/xx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3125042921925556943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3125042921925556943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/xx.html' title='X_X'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-8267744220841727958</id><published>2011-03-28T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:54:49.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SFps9PHMXzg/TY8zSSS3ftI/AAAAAAAABwQ/-zDgOSAyzh0/s1600/196627_169380833111974_149348165115241_416208_7901240_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SFps9PHMXzg/TY8zSSS3ftI/AAAAAAAABwQ/-zDgOSAyzh0/s400/196627_169380833111974_149348165115241_416208_7901240_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588742051831709394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;=)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-8267744220841727958?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/8267744220841727958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8267744220841727958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8267744220841727958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey.html' title='Hey.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SFps9PHMXzg/TY8zSSS3ftI/AAAAAAAABwQ/-zDgOSAyzh0/s72-c/196627_169380833111974_149348165115241_416208_7901240_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-254685550218447229</id><published>2011-03-27T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T11:04:42.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm.</title><content type='html'>Just read Cindy dear's blog..&lt;br /&gt;What she said is so soO true.&lt;br /&gt;So what if a guy is very close to a girl? Cant they just be close friends?&lt;br /&gt;Must they have some kinda special-relationships?? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I find it funny too when ppl ask me about me and my classmate and etc.&lt;br /&gt;We are just a little closer compared to the other classmates. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;We know it very well, that we WILL NEVER be together (as in couple lah).&lt;br /&gt;We are just a very good friends to each other in sharing thoughts and sam si..&lt;br /&gt;We are just a very good friends that willing to help each other when one is in need.&lt;br /&gt;We are just working very well in pairing work and etc during the class/ ko-ko (since we are in the same school and same class right). &lt;br /&gt;Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;Must we become GF/BF then only can help each other and etc??&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;Weird thinking.&lt;br /&gt;You may find that person is interesting/ nice/ pretty/ handsome/ talented/ whatever it is..&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;That is just purely admire/ like, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;It has no "umphhh" feeling (i mean like, "oh, you are the right one!" feeling)..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we are just trying to be nice to that person, but the others and even the person might think senget-ly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying be nice to everyone sometimes bring more harms than goods.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I was once confirmed but doubted later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-254685550218447229?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/254685550218447229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/254685550218447229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/254685550218447229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/hmm.html' title='Hmm.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4112982424852231401</id><published>2011-03-27T10:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T10:32:29.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it be.</title><content type='html'>Everyone been complaining bout my weight loss..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i dont think i have lost any weights? &lt;br /&gt;Kay. I might look a lil pale and lil smaller size but, i'm still look-able what. Ahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum says: I dont need any presents! What i need is Qin Qing（family love)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Heart aches&lt;/span&gt;, when i heard that yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It really has been a loooooooooong time since everyone sits down and have a proper meal together.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I  must must MUST eat more d!&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna let anyone who cares bout me to worry..&lt;br /&gt;And yup.&lt;br /&gt;Put on a smile wherever I go! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let It Be lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Songwriters: Lennon, John Winston; Mccartney, James Paul;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I find myself in times of trouble&lt;br /&gt;Mother Mary comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in my hour of darkness&lt;br /&gt;She is standing right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the brokenhearted people&lt;br /&gt;Living in the world agree&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For though they may be parted&lt;br /&gt;There is still a chance that they will see&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, there will be an answer let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, yeah, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the night is cloudy&lt;br /&gt;There is still a light that shines on me&lt;br /&gt;Shine on until tomorrow, let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to the sound of music&lt;br /&gt;Mother Mary comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, yeah, let it be&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, yeah, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Let it be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just leave it to God.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;If both are really meant to be together, they will still be together no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;It's all fated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;P/s: Yoga and dancing classes. Anyone? Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4112982424852231401?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4112982424852231401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/let-it-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4112982424852231401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4112982424852231401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/let-it-be.html' title='Let it be.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-9148927907650720612</id><published>2011-03-25T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T14:27:26.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best birthday ever?? =)</title><content type='html'>My dad is soOO cute lately!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, fyi, it's my mum's bday today..&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, (before my mom left to kursus) he has been asking me where to buy cake and etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad: Where to buy cake ah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Fruity, Secret Recipe, Lian Bee la.. Bayu also got.&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Oh..&lt;br /&gt;*he went away*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad: Eh. Need to book or not?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ha? Dont need lah. Can straight away buy from there..&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Oh..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes minutes later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad: What cake to buy huh??&lt;br /&gt;Me : Err. up to you lah. mayb choc??&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Oh..&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Ehh! Wanna buy flowers or not ar??&lt;br /&gt;Me : *giggle* Buy lahhh!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Aiyerr.. Better dont la then. Macam very geli..&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hahahaa! Buy lahhhh!!!!!! ;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now,&lt;br /&gt;He called again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad: Eh, what to write on the cake huh?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hmm. Happy birthdayy??&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Wanna write the age not??&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hmm. Can also. If you want to..&lt;br /&gt;Dad: K k.. Then what else to write?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Anything that you feel like telling her lor???&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Err.. If i write there "We Love You"??&lt;br /&gt;Me : *giggle* Can cannn!!! Write lahh.. :D&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Hahaha. Then write from Patrick and friends??&lt;br /&gt;Me : DONT WANT LAH! Write from You can alr. XD&lt;br /&gt;Dad:  Oh oh.. Hahahaha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute mannn!!&lt;br /&gt;Beh tahan!&lt;br /&gt;See..&lt;br /&gt;Husband and wife does argue, does fight.&lt;br /&gt;It takes time to mend back everything too if it is serious fight (i still rmb how long my parents took to mend back their relationship.. &gt;.&lt; ).&lt;br /&gt;But that doesnt mean that they couldnt be back anymore.. It just need some time and effort. =)&lt;br /&gt;Love and tolerance, thats what it is all about. ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you mummyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/div&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/1990384741109910857-9148927907650720612?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/9148927907650720612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/best-birthday-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/9148927907650720612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/9148927907650720612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/best-birthday-ever.html' title='Best birthday ever?? =)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-5395667900096021113</id><published>2011-03-24T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:29:34.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are The World. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/evJ1JUh8JSs?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-5395667900096021113?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/5395667900096021113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-are-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5395667900096021113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5395667900096021113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-are-world.html' title='We Are The World. :)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/evJ1JUh8JSs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-2619788125489518344</id><published>2011-03-23T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T17:15:11.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S M I L E :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fOtKQjrwkEI?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't any trouble just to S-M-I-L-E.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't any trouble just to S-M-I-L-E.&lt;br /&gt;So smile when you're in trouble. It will vanish like a bubble&lt;br /&gt;If you only take the time to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't any trouble just to G-I-GG*-L-E.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't any trouble just to G-I-GG*-L-E.&lt;br /&gt;So giggle when you're in trouble. It will vanish like a bubble&lt;br /&gt;If you only take the time to giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't any trouble just to ha, ha, ha, ha, laugh.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't any trouble just to ha, ha, ha, ha, laugh.&lt;br /&gt;So laugh when you're in trouble. It will vanish like a bubble&lt;br /&gt;If you only take the time to laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-2619788125489518344?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/2619788125489518344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/s-m-i-l-e-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2619788125489518344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2619788125489518344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/s-m-i-l-e-d.html' title='S M I L E :D'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fOtKQjrwkEI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4826754227920063653</id><published>2011-03-22T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T23:53:00.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And</title><content type='html'>You taught me before..&lt;br /&gt;To wish upon a star..&lt;br /&gt;And my wishes will be granted. &lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4826754227920063653?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4826754227920063653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4826754227920063653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4826754227920063653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/and.html' title='And'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-8511561717221094972</id><published>2011-03-22T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T17:42:35.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;I'm Your Angel&lt;br /&gt;Album : Celine Dion - All The Way... A Decade Of Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Qt86KwvXEUg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Lyrics :&lt;br /&gt;No Mountains too high, for you to climb&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is have some climbing faith, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;No rivers too wide, for you to make it across&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is believe it when you pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you will see, the morning will come&lt;br /&gt;And everyday will be bright as the sun&lt;br /&gt;All of your fears cast them on me&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cloud up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your shoulder when you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll hear your voices when you call me&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;And when all hope is gone, I'm here&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far you are, I'm near&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference who you are&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;I'm your angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the teardrops, and I heard you cry&lt;br /&gt;All you need is time, seek me and you shall find&lt;br /&gt;You have everything and you're still lonely&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to be this way, let me show you a better day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you will see, the morning will come&lt;br /&gt;And all of your days will be bright as the sun&lt;br /&gt;So all of your fears, just cast them on me&lt;br /&gt;How can I make you see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cloud up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your shoulder when you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll hear your voices when you call me&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;And when all hope is gone, I'm here&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far you are, I'm near&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference who you are&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;I'm your angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it's time to face the storm&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right by your side&lt;br /&gt;Grace will keep up safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;And I know we will survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it seems as if your end is drawing near&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;Just put your trust beyond the sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cloud up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your shoulder when you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll hear your voices when you call me&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;And when all hope is gone, I'm here&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far you are, I'm near&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference who you are&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;I'm your angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cloud up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your shoulder when you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll hear your voices when you call me&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;And when all hope is gone, I'm here&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far you are, I'm near&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference who you are&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;I'm your angel&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/1990384741109910857-8511561717221094972?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/8511561717221094972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8511561717221094972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/8511561717221094972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/angel.html' title='Angel'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Qt86KwvXEUg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-2559633415011112945</id><published>2011-03-21T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:50:10.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men suddenly in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBMsGP_aVgE/TYdkiC2M1SI/AAAAAAAABwI/v-GPkVuT9zM/s1600/Men-Suddenly-In-Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBMsGP_aVgE/TYdkiC2M1SI/AAAAAAAABwI/v-GPkVuT9zM/s400/Men-Suddenly-In-Love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586544398818923810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rate: ?/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This movie is.... extremely extremely  speechless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you guys wanna watch this, remember to bring your gf/ bf along..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And and,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watch it at home better!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace yo~! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-2559633415011112945?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/2559633415011112945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/men-suddenly-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2559633415011112945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2559633415011112945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/men-suddenly-in-love.html' title='Men suddenly in Love'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBMsGP_aVgE/TYdkiC2M1SI/AAAAAAAABwI/v-GPkVuT9zM/s72-c/Men-Suddenly-In-Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-5622043222398180988</id><published>2011-03-20T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T16:45:23.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is really really short. So live it to the fullest!</title><content type='html'>Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't and believe that everything happens for a reason. If u get a chance, take it. If it changes ur life, let it.&lt;br /&gt;- Peter Loo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-5622043222398180988?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/5622043222398180988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/life-is-really-really-short-aprreciate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5622043222398180988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/5622043222398180988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/life-is-really-really-short-aprreciate.html' title='Life is really really short. So live it to the fullest!'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-2424227358791627913</id><published>2011-03-19T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T23:23:42.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t4soO8umUiU/TYN16vyAt7I/AAAAAAAABvw/q_JB2Y9adzo/s1600/m1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t4soO8umUiU/TYN16vyAt7I/AAAAAAAABvw/q_JB2Y9adzo/s400/m1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585437614988638130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5Mn1XtESYs/TYN16klFijI/AAAAAAAABv4/TP7JYD8go2Q/s400/m2.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 115px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585437611981638194" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-erxh2PhziDI/TYN44PwCSLI/AAAAAAAABwA/2zx1D33wn48/s400/m3.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 119px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585440870565562546" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a long time since i chatted with her.. so crazily.. Ahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked bout babies, marriage and even lipo.. -.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SJC,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you better get your beauty plan done asap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like i said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows i might get married just on the next day, right? XDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KINN! My chi mui-s must be leng leng one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-2424227358791627913?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/2424227358791627913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2424227358791627913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/2424227358791627913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/xd.html' title='XD'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t4soO8umUiU/TYN16vyAt7I/AAAAAAAABvw/q_JB2Y9adzo/s72-c/m1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-4473096623791904566</id><published>2011-03-18T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T17:43:24.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 version, 2 meanings.. Hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CD2LRROpph0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9FISHEO3gsM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 1&lt;br /&gt;The chipmunk version!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EtqGV5w86a0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda pity her for being cyber bullied butt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-4473096623791904566?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/4473096623791904566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/2-version-2-meanings-hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4473096623791904566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/4473096623791904566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/2-version-2-meanings-hmm.html' title='2 version, 2 meanings.. Hmm.'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CD2LRROpph0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990384741109910857.post-3823165013379627272</id><published>2011-03-17T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T23:43:39.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Della Ding :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bvoqohik1-w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9GsRHtLUoy0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;別打開 禮物的緞帶&lt;br /&gt;最初充滿期待 最後都腐敗&lt;br /&gt;別打開 午夜的電臺&lt;br /&gt;別讓情歌反覆再愚弄&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而愛 並沒有教給我生存&lt;br /&gt;只教我交易虛榮給天真&lt;br /&gt;可是愛 讓我們變成陌生人&lt;br /&gt;卻變不了更高尚的靈魂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要吻我 只要抱著我&lt;br /&gt;不要愛我 做我的親人&lt;br /&gt;把手借我 一天一分鐘&lt;br /&gt;做我最親密的親人&lt;br /&gt;不是誰的情人 誰的某某某&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算我 全身濕透透&lt;br /&gt;我也不再被誰 牽著鼻子走&lt;br /&gt;如果我 還握住拳頭&lt;br /&gt;可能我怕我的夢飛走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而愛 並不如你想的萬能&lt;br /&gt;不能讓我們不再戰爭&lt;br /&gt;可是愛 連慈悲也沒多慈悲&lt;br /&gt;誰愛越深越容易被犧牲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要吻我 只要抱著我&lt;br /&gt;不要愛我 做我的親人&lt;br /&gt;把手借我 一天一分鐘&lt;br /&gt;讓我還敢做我的夢&lt;br /&gt;做我夢中偉大的微笑的英雄&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't open the ribbon on the gift&lt;br /&gt;The initial hope will just be defeated in the end&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn on the midnight radio station&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the love song fool you again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love didn't teach me how to survive&lt;br /&gt;But as a deal of my vanity to naive&lt;br /&gt;Yet love has made us strangers&lt;br /&gt;and not becoming a noble soul within us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't kiss me, just hold me&lt;br /&gt;Don't love me, be my family instead&lt;br /&gt;Do lend me your hand, a minute a day&lt;br /&gt;Be my dearest&lt;br /&gt;Not somebody's lover, somebody's somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm all drenched&lt;br /&gt;I will never allow anyone to lead me by the nose&lt;br /&gt;If I'm still holding a fist&lt;br /&gt;It could be that I'm scared of my dream flying away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love is not as powerful as you thought&lt;br /&gt;It couldn't stop us from fights&lt;br /&gt;But love, is not so merciful&lt;br /&gt;The one who loves the deepest often gets sacrificed the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't kiss me, just hold me&lt;br /&gt;Don't love me, be my family instead&lt;br /&gt;Do lend me your hand, a minute a day&lt;br /&gt;To let me keep dreaming about my dream&lt;br /&gt;Be my greatest smiling hero in my dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990384741109910857-3823165013379627272?l=pipooo91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/feeds/3823165013379627272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/ni-wei-shen-me-shuo-huang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3823165013379627272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990384741109910857/posts/default/3823165013379627272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pipooo91.blogspot.com/2011/03/ni-wei-shen-me-shuo-huang.html' title='Della Ding :)'/><author><name>Kikilalacoconut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275304396219116978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jXOUzF6dcg/TdD99KRAXUI/AAAAAAAABww/KBCnD2XzW_M/s220/05052011%2528021%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bvoqohik1-w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
