<?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-5875560564084822169</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:09:43.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time to love.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-8254963309103239284</id><published>2008-07-24T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T00:17:00.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I see that my blog have been super slow to publish what i've post.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shall change my whole blog.&lt;br /&gt;People around starts to KNOW my blog when i DON'T.&lt;br /&gt;But to think again. I don't care much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing is my blog is being slow!&lt;br /&gt;It'll take one DAY to publish out.&lt;br /&gt;So. yeah.. MIGHT change my blog AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry to get you upset.&lt;br /&gt;I won't do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-8254963309103239284?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8254963309103239284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=8254963309103239284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/8254963309103239284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/8254963309103239284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-see-that-my-blog-have-been-super-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-8443465869400111684</id><published>2008-07-22T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:27:18.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wasn't being a very good girl after school reopen.&lt;br /&gt;Only people around me knows. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to STEFF house.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't had anything to do.&lt;br /&gt;He start asking one question which made shin 'glow'.&lt;br /&gt;He asked if we want to eat kit-kat or some chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;Of course we would say alright.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! its chocolates! *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me ask, If someone asked if you want chocolates or not.&lt;br /&gt;You'll think of a small box or small piece kind right?&lt;br /&gt;Steff just came in with this BOX of kit-kat.&lt;br /&gt;I bold the BOX. Those kind you go 7-11,&lt;br /&gt;A box that all the chocolates put bar by bar.&lt;br /&gt;HE BROUGHT IT IN THE BOX!&lt;br /&gt;Which i shall say. IT ISN'T OPEN BEFORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we were eating happily.&lt;br /&gt;Then he start asking me and shin whether we would want CHOCOLATE CAKE.&lt;br /&gt;So we just asked for a piece.&lt;br /&gt;After awhile his mother came in with a PLATE of buns and curry puff.&lt;br /&gt;SOON after his dad came back.&lt;br /&gt;Another CHOCOLATE WAFFLE BISCUITS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how many things we can eat at stef house.?&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to forget to BLOG this.&lt;br /&gt;BEST PART EVER.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the toilet for a moment and go back to his room.&lt;br /&gt;There is this particular photo stand on top of the monitor screen.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what is it?&lt;br /&gt;TA-DA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SIXSF5N_XmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/fG55AvJsfIw/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SIXSF5N_XmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/fG55AvJsfIw/s320/Image086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225813941334007394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't he CUTE?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!.&lt;br /&gt;Bet he'll come complain and get his face red!&lt;br /&gt;He want me to compliment him.&lt;br /&gt;So i shall write some compliment stuff.&lt;br /&gt;His house its nice.&lt;br /&gt;His a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;With lots of CHOCOLATES to eat .&lt;br /&gt;A guy that can attract PRETTY girls. =D&lt;br /&gt;Hey stef! I'm serious. She is kinda pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be choosy! =p&lt;br /&gt;End of the blog about YOU. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why would MOST girls likes to go out shopping?&lt;br /&gt;Likes to put on make up and go out?&lt;br /&gt;When i feel so irritated even if one pound of powder on my face.!&lt;br /&gt;Going shopping, looking for clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Is it really that fun?&lt;br /&gt;Its really tiring for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SERIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I do shoppings and time.&lt;br /&gt;Its when i think i need some nice plain clothings.&lt;br /&gt;But its like. ONCE in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing me with make ups.&lt;br /&gt;You'll just have to wait for long then.&lt;br /&gt;Asking me to wear heels out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;That is a NO WAY!.&lt;br /&gt;But i do envy at some girls of how they wear.&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;Just that i don't really suit to be like them. =D&lt;br /&gt;Clothings that i have.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly its all the same. Or i do some changes to it.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing me go shopping.. Its a weird for me.&lt;br /&gt;BUT if you ask me out to play. I might not be tiring for me. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Things might get dead there is you don't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Misunderstanding may occur.&lt;br /&gt;Just stay how it is.&lt;br /&gt;Its the best for everything now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-8443465869400111684?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8443465869400111684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=8443465869400111684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/8443465869400111684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/8443465869400111684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/wasnt-being-very-good-girl-after-school.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SIXSF5N_XmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/fG55AvJsfIw/s72-c/Image086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-5219911511526975515</id><published>2008-07-20T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T12:10:01.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Buddy has been always been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Every single time. When i got into trouble, Or broke down.&lt;br /&gt;He is always been there.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to all the shitty things.&lt;br /&gt;And end up he tried to cheer me up in some silly ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, I hurt him deeply each time when things happen.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't aware because of my selfish thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few years ago. I was with him.&lt;br /&gt;Happily attached. Because of luke.&lt;br /&gt;He sacrifice his love. When it really hurts him deep.&lt;br /&gt;He must be feeling so much pain listening me being with or break with a guy.&lt;br /&gt;He always wonder why he couldn't get a second chance like any other i gave.&lt;br /&gt;He always remember what happen between me and him few years back.&lt;br /&gt;What we did together. Even thought its only 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;He remember every single things two years ago when we're together only 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;This proves that how much he had loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I believe he has fallen in love with a girl.&lt;br /&gt;And i believe the girl would love him too.&lt;br /&gt;Please let her love, cover his pain for two years.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever let him feel the pain he got from two years ago happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We always missed our chance of saying how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;Now you won't feel this way because you're in love with another girl.&lt;br /&gt;Now we're in love with someone. Please let us continue being buddy-for-life.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish our buddy-ship to be gone for the whole two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-5219911511526975515?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5219911511526975515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=5219911511526975515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/5219911511526975515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/5219911511526975515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/buddy-has-been-always-been-there-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-3173997047633868973</id><published>2008-07-18T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:57:00.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to watch movie with dearest.&lt;br /&gt;The dark knight.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was kinda nice.&lt;br /&gt;Joker actor was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;But too bad his dead now.&lt;br /&gt;' You played well. RIP '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie last 2 hour plus.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda long movie.&lt;br /&gt;But its worth to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEPH IS A BAD GUY!&lt;br /&gt;STOP DISTURBING ME!. =D&lt;br /&gt;Even though you might be a cute and nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean you can bully me! =p&lt;br /&gt;Or else i'll say out things that i shouldn't say. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Worth to be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;Once betrayed. Its hard to be trust again. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-3173997047633868973?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3173997047633868973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=3173997047633868973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/3173997047633868973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/3173997047633868973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/went-to-watch-movie-with-dearest.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-4126556906801627485</id><published>2008-07-17T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:52:00.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;FLU!&lt;br /&gt;Darn. Sick like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Shin accompany me to see doctor today.&lt;br /&gt;Dearest come after that.&lt;br /&gt;Sneezing non stop.&lt;br /&gt;Tissue used finish.&lt;br /&gt;All over the table i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling abit sick now.&lt;br /&gt;But hoping to get better tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Your loves  keep me warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-4126556906801627485?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4126556906801627485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=4126556906801627485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/4126556906801627485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/4126556906801627485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-5145191720756111442</id><published>2008-07-12T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T16:37:00.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its abit weird for me to say this.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I bet he'll be happy to see this.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY SILLY BOYFRIEND. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got pull to his house yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Due to his parents want to look at me.&lt;br /&gt;Never have this kind of things happen to me before.&lt;br /&gt;I was so embarrassed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dearest, thank you for your love. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-5145191720756111442?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5145191720756111442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=5145191720756111442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/5145191720756111442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/5145191720756111442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-abit-weird-for-me-to-say-this.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-8606845387810533970</id><published>2008-07-12T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:50:01.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At times, Things we don't know. Its because we didn't tell.&lt;br /&gt;But when we knows, we tend to avoid,  face it or make use of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we don't need to know every single things about people feeling.&lt;br /&gt;It'll end up hurting someone, Or made someone happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which part is it that is good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;Its surprise to know things about someone.&lt;br /&gt;Something that you never knew it could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to treasure things around you,&lt;br /&gt;Before its gone with one blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love. what is it meant for us about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-8606845387810533970?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8606845387810533970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=8606845387810533970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/8606845387810533970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/8606845387810533970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/at-times-things-we-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-8406664942880534108</id><published>2008-07-08T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:41:00.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck fuck fuck.&lt;br /&gt;All i can say is FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;I'm too angry to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too angry that all i can do is cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-8406664942880534108?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8406664942880534108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=8406664942880534108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/8406664942880534108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/8406664942880534108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/fuck-fuck-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-3356324223576670547</id><published>2008-07-05T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:01:34.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When to get new phone .  N 81&lt;br /&gt;Didn't plan to get that in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the phone is either ex or not my type.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to take real good care of the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest keep asking me to get the same phone as him.&lt;br /&gt;N95! You must be crazy. Its so ex.&lt;br /&gt;More shocking, HE IS PLANNING TO CHANGE IT!&lt;br /&gt;Crazy enough huh? When everyone trying to get that phone.&lt;br /&gt;And his planning to change it to some other phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Joseph's house and play.&lt;br /&gt;Took some photos. Quite enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;But something happen after when i'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;He hug me from behind.!&lt;br /&gt;I freaking nearly slap him.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't know how to use his brain and think. GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest don't really blame me.&lt;br /&gt;But i do care! I don't like this!&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY NOT AT ALL!.&lt;br /&gt;Making me creep up and everything.&lt;br /&gt;*BANG WALLS!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get crazy when i talk about it. ARH!!&lt;br /&gt;DARN HIM! ARH! EEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WHINY WHINY WHINY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-3356324223576670547?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3356324223576670547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=3356324223576670547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/3356324223576670547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/3356324223576670547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-to-get-new-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-8495826901693413834</id><published>2008-07-02T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:23:00.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reflection-Christina Aguilera (Mulan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SnXTH88AHqM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SnXTH88AHqM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally this song sang by Christina.&lt;br /&gt;But i prefer Mulan Version.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. This song sure have a meaning behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i think there a times i won't hold back more then i move forward.&lt;br /&gt;I keep protect myself so much. That i didn't know if i would hurt anyone.&lt;br /&gt;There will always be some hesitation of speaking out what we always want.&lt;br /&gt;There will always be a white lie. Just to hide some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime, hearing the truth hurt and the more you don't wish to know anything.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime you'll just wish you cover your ear and not hear anything.&lt;br /&gt;Take it as nothing happen and hope to run far away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i just hide my emotion too hard.&lt;br /&gt;Looks can be deceiving moreover, don't judge a book by cover.&lt;br /&gt;I always feel like crying when i hug someone.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so safe. But at the same time, I'll be afraid it'll disappear in a blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddy is always worried for me,&lt;br /&gt;Afraid i might fall for the wrong guy again.&lt;br /&gt;Worried i'll be hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;But he was always there for me. Cheering me up.&lt;br /&gt;BEST BUDDY EVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-8495826901693413834?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8495826901693413834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=8495826901693413834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/8495826901693413834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/8495826901693413834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/reflection-christina-aguilera-mulan.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-7691289908527578912</id><published>2008-06-30T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T01:35:01.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>More Than Words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVFmumZcgFc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVFmumZcgFc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It use to be my All time favorite song.&lt;br /&gt;I use to enjoy listening to this song.&lt;br /&gt;But after Graduation and Break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll feel like tearing down.&lt;br /&gt;I cried this once in front of my good friends in class.&lt;br /&gt;We talks about how are we going to be separate.&lt;br /&gt;Where are we going to be.&lt;br /&gt;What will we be doing in future.&lt;br /&gt;Will we miss the fun.&lt;br /&gt;Jokes and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;I really really miss all the dearest times.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy that i met them.&lt;br /&gt;They were my joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He use to promise me that he'll sing this song to me on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;End up. He broken his promise again.&lt;br /&gt;That is why, I never believe in promise from the start.&lt;br /&gt;He was my longest.&lt;br /&gt;He made me use up every single energy of mine just to confront him.&lt;br /&gt;He was my sweetest.&lt;br /&gt;He made me talk to him directly.&lt;br /&gt;He made me become more gentle.&lt;br /&gt;He made me open up my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're over.&lt;br /&gt;We walk our life like nothing happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to let go this lingering feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Moving to someone who will be giving me happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Even though he might not be the kind i was hoping to get.&lt;br /&gt;A guy that won't know how to play guitar.&lt;br /&gt;A guy that won't be speaking much of English.&lt;br /&gt;But i believe his a guy that will be able to dote and care for me.&lt;br /&gt;A guy that will give me secure.&lt;br /&gt;Even without me asking for.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to gain back what i lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometime I'm too shy just to let you know how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-7691289908527578912?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7691289908527578912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=7691289908527578912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/7691289908527578912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/7691289908527578912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-than-words.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-2534144213417843851</id><published>2008-06-27T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:14:19.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lets just say that this week for me is abit depress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm feeling abit sick. Coughing none stop. Block nose at time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GPA points is out. Got quite low. 1.923. It really depress me alot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Relationship stress out. Phobia is holding myself. Self protective.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friendship break down. Quarrels not settled.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Totally broke. Wallet left a bit of money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;5 Things made me so depress for just like few days after camp.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe getting sick isn't making me depress.&lt;br /&gt;But the rest were making me feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;Lack of energy. Running away from problems.&lt;br /&gt;Giving excuses. I really don't know what i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;I've got no idea what do i really want now.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stress out. Can't rely on buddy much.&lt;br /&gt;Friends got their own problems.&lt;br /&gt;What should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Getting depress over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Explaining things that no idea if i'm right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;tell me what should i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-2534144213417843851?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2534144213417843851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=2534144213417843851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/2534144213417843851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/2534144213417843851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/lets-just-say-that-this-week-for-me-is.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-1180341246374069884</id><published>2008-06-23T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T19:34:00.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finish camp today.&lt;br /&gt;Very tired.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really have enough sleep each nights.&lt;br /&gt;Third day rain and coach wasn't feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;Went cycling with teammates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ at night.&lt;br /&gt;Eating, slacking, talking.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying talking to eat person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After BBQ, Some incident happens.&lt;br /&gt;quarrels occur.&lt;br /&gt;Tears were shed.&lt;br /&gt;Was sad for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of camp.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was enjoying themselves at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Got a bit sun burn.&lt;br /&gt;Played some games in the water.&lt;br /&gt;The very last game, another incident happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things starting to change.&lt;br /&gt;Parties quarreling with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like quarreling one thing after another.&lt;br /&gt;Getting more and more to no links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can do now is to pray hard everything will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard people change to a better one.&lt;br /&gt;Being more understanding ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;praying hard from my deepest heart.&lt;br /&gt;Please let nothing bad happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-1180341246374069884?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1180341246374069884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=1180341246374069884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/1180341246374069884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/1180341246374069884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/finish-camp-today.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-2809153834698673094</id><published>2008-06-20T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:57:00.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from KL today.&lt;br /&gt;Damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;Guess falling sick soon.&lt;br /&gt;Got to go for camp tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Sure going to be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before heading to KL,&lt;br /&gt;Went back to hometown for a visit.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping and singing with cousins.&lt;br /&gt;Finally took some pictures with them ever since so long!&lt;br /&gt;Might upload another time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to KL for basketball friendly match.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to play.&lt;br /&gt;Abit disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;At least had fun around with the team i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Real fun hanging out with them.&lt;br /&gt;If they aren't around, i might quit basketball already.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot CE Boomers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of conflict and misunderstanding happen.&lt;br /&gt;With other people and with own people.&lt;br /&gt;Once a CE, Always a CE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's camp tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching some videos.&lt;br /&gt;Came across this boy that plays guitar damn well!&lt;br /&gt;My mouth was like wide open.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like him!&lt;br /&gt;Guess i'll just have to practice guitar more on my own then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this! There's alot more. But this is one my favorite song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1xRARmrorGU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1xRARmrorGU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-2809153834698673094?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2809153834698673094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=2809153834698673094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/2809153834698673094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/2809153834698673094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-came-back-from-kl-today.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-2581916133057392142</id><published>2008-06-10T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T00:27:01.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays here.&lt;br /&gt;Bored yet fun.&lt;br /&gt;Basketball getting more and more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camps, Trips, Visit.&lt;br /&gt;Getting busy more and more.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping more and more FUN things around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aim, ' Smile all i want ' =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though there might be things there will get me down.&lt;br /&gt;Actions of hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Word of insult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusing about things..&lt;br /&gt;What should i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-2581916133057392142?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2581916133057392142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=2581916133057392142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/2581916133057392142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/2581916133057392142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidays-here.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-6381253879679022652</id><published>2008-06-04T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:22:54.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been abit down this few days.&lt;br /&gt;Money problem i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm paying double for it. Damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time,&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking if i got a crush on Someone.&lt;br /&gt;Also at the same time, I think we're just friends.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who got someone loved and love someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Guess i'm taking a step back, Just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Also at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if i should go with someone or not.&lt;br /&gt;The last time i got into relationship was last year Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Its been around 6 months now.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't seems to have the feeling to have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm losing hope in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Even if i fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;I doubt that i'll go with that person.&lt;br /&gt;I rather being in love getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Rather then getting hurt in a Relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Makes no sense?&lt;br /&gt;I'm confuse myself also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Contradicting myself in my own thinking. Silly thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5875560564084822169-6381253879679022652?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6381253879679022652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=6381253879679022652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/6381253879679022652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/6381253879679022652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-been-abit-down-this-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-3111365714240883037</id><published>2008-06-01T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:34:00.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel that I'm struggling.&lt;br /&gt;Struggle for a way to a place with no worries.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to confuse with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money, Relationship, Friendships.&lt;br /&gt;If this continue, i might just collapse anytime.&lt;br /&gt;Holding this every since i step in ITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to work.&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a solution.&lt;br /&gt;I really need to do sometime before more things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I might fall in love with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-3111365714240883037?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3111365714240883037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=3111365714240883037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/3111365714240883037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/3111365714240883037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-feel-that-im-struggling.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-3662990349763509334</id><published>2008-05-31T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:09:01.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just want to shout out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M SO IN A BAD MOOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-3662990349763509334?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3662990349763509334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=3662990349763509334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/3662990349763509334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/3662990349763509334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-just-want-to-shout-out.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-8465111599340343197</id><published>2008-05-29T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:27:19.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;Today is Cindy's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY CINDY!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've enjoy your day with us today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bugis with jie hui and friends after passing up EES project.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Adriano ( CCS ) working.. If i didn't spell his name wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;Cindy's favorite star.&lt;br /&gt;She was damn happy as she get to take photo with him.&lt;br /&gt;Getting HIGH and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Went to some restaurant near the place he work to eat.&lt;br /&gt;There were this promotion saying that birthday people get to drink one giant cup of MILK TEA!&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how big can it get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD66JoZ-NII/AAAAAAAAAKc/RefN0AYH22A/s1600-h/Photo304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD66JoZ-NII/AAAAAAAAAKc/RefN0AYH22A/s320/Photo304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205802893914813570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS BIG!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The happy birthday girl with the HUGE cup!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not convince enough?.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD66KIZ-NJI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0a2fg0vU3GE/s1600-h/Photo305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD66KIZ-NJI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0a2fg0vU3GE/s320/Photo305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205802902504748178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shin with the cup!&lt;br /&gt;Even though she didn't knew i took the picture with her in.&lt;br /&gt;Wei ben was abit cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us drank like shit.&lt;br /&gt;Its so huge!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago went to coach house to take some clothes.&lt;br /&gt;SAW HER DOG! Shin's favorite type of dog.&lt;br /&gt;Shih tzu with poodle!&lt;br /&gt;And it forms to SHIH POO!&lt;br /&gt;Sounds stupid right? that's why shin told me.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So lets meet VE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD67oIZ-NKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/TCYtGG9CLP8/s1600-h/Photo301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD67oIZ-NKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/TCYtGG9CLP8/s320/Photo301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205804517412451490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD67ooZ-NLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VRk5i7vQE_I/s1600-h/Photo300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD67ooZ-NLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VRk5i7vQE_I/s320/Photo300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205804526002386098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD67ooZ-NMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/a5bCzqycoek/s1600-h/Photo302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD67ooZ-NMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/a5bCzqycoek/s320/Photo302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205804526002386114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD67o4Z-NNI/AAAAAAAAALE/d7xTwlAPNvo/s1600-h/Photo303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD67o4Z-NNI/AAAAAAAAALE/d7xTwlAPNvo/s320/Photo303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205804530297353426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its so cute right? See how blur the dog is.&lt;br /&gt;How the dog settle down with coach.&lt;br /&gt;Its so damn cute.!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND HER BOYFRIEND GOT A CHOW CHOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so jealous.!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've got no idea why they say chow chow look ugly.&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO FREAKING CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A DOG MOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not now.. due to Teddy's death. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5875560564084822169-8465111599340343197?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8465111599340343197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=8465111599340343197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/8465111599340343197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/8465111599340343197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/woots-today-is-cindys-birthday-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SD66JoZ-NII/AAAAAAAAAKc/RefN0AYH22A/s72-c/Photo304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-7614762039552640255</id><published>2008-05-26T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:14:00.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today training was cancel.&lt;br /&gt;I was chosen to go K.L for friendly match.&lt;br /&gt;THAT was the happy part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some how, SHE suddenly went all EMO the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH cause everyone thought i told her something.&lt;br /&gt;I got no idea what happen.&lt;br /&gt;She went cry and not explaining things properly.&lt;br /&gt;Causing misunderstand PLUS making me feel like crying too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball Buddy came and talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously she knew something happen.&lt;br /&gt;ALSO i can't hide anything from her.&lt;br /&gt;It just happen in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;How would she not know anything that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is, while she was emo the whole time,&lt;br /&gt;After buddy talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;She become all cheerful like nothing happen..&lt;br /&gt;That's a good thing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea what can i say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-7614762039552640255?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7614762039552640255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=7614762039552640255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/7614762039552640255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/7614762039552640255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-training-was-cancel.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-2276217279797618083</id><published>2008-05-25T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:27:19.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, yesterday made me feel so relax going out with them.&lt;br /&gt;April and maria. Just seems so long that we haven't hang out.&lt;br /&gt;Its like SUPER long... !! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to borders to look out some books.&lt;br /&gt;We were so tempted to buy some books.&lt;br /&gt;But then, We were so broke.&lt;br /&gt;So we just sit one corner and read a few page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went around window shopping around far east..&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH!. then saw my classmate RAFFEE  there!!&lt;br /&gt;He look so adorable . HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;Yups, So we went to wisma... TOP SHOP!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, First of all, I don't really like shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Also! I'll hardly see clothing that i like.&lt;br /&gt;So i tried out this two tops....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDlS0IZ-NGI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HtRSjyBm60M/s1600-h/Photo294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDlS0IZ-NGI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HtRSjyBm60M/s320/Photo294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204281899966411874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDlS0YZ-NHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/LG9Ph5Nw4wY/s1600-h/Photo296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDlS0YZ-NHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/LG9Ph5Nw4wY/s320/Photo296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204281904261379186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purple one, looks kinda nice. Might consider getting it.&lt;br /&gt;Which cost like $ 19..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!! the green/blue, cost $63!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MAN!! I really like it alot.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH is a rare thing for me.. =(&lt;br /&gt;SAD! oh well, guess there will be another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still more photos to upload.&lt;br /&gt;But i'll have to wait for april to send it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;April! I'm waiting for the photos! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5875560564084822169-2276217279797618083?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2276217279797618083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=2276217279797618083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/2276217279797618083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/2276217279797618083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/man-yesterday-made-me-feel-so-relax.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDlS0IZ-NGI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HtRSjyBm60M/s72-c/Photo294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-6097734196030818538</id><published>2008-05-23T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:27:21.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came back from training and Adidas sales!&lt;br /&gt;I love Adidas! So happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;But then, mum and dad doesn't seems to be very happy.&lt;br /&gt;Even though i told them that its having sales and cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess they didn't know how ex can Sports wear be. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, put that aside. I shall show you what did i get!!!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa8yoZ-NAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/LjfxZxY4XrE/s1600-h/Photo288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa8yoZ-NAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/LjfxZxY4XrE/s320/Photo288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203553997499020290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Black shirt cost me $15!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa9B4Z-NBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NEHNt8NRiyM/s1600-h/Photo289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa9B4Z-NBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NEHNt8NRiyM/s320/Photo289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203554259492025362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Green shirt $15!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how much i bought and Adidas bag?&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine the price what ONLY..........!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa9mIZ-NCI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Zm-vu5YO8wE/s1600-h/Photo290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa9mIZ-NCI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Zm-vu5YO8wE/s320/Photo290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203554882262283298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa9mYZ-NDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Z-jQfjB-0vw/s1600-h/Photo291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa9mYZ-NDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Z-jQfjB-0vw/s320/Photo291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203554886557250610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa9moZ-NEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cNGolxxBx60/s1600-h/Photo292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa9moZ-NEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cNGolxxBx60/s320/Photo292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203554890852217922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa9m4Z-NFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/qzc8GjGGiak/s1600-h/Photo293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa9m4Z-NFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/qzc8GjGGiak/s320/Photo293.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203554895147185234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess how much this bag can cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only cost me....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; $29&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is this nice towel. But out of stock.&lt;br /&gt;SAD!! its really nice. It only cost like $ 6?!&lt;br /&gt;Man.. I want it!! I'm going to search for it again! Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy over Adidas!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5875560564084822169-6097734196030818538?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6097734196030818538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=6097734196030818538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/6097734196030818538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/6097734196030818538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-just-came-back-from-training-and.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Wv9VHMyuj4/SDa8yoZ-NAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/LjfxZxY4XrE/s72-c/Photo288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-1097816779558684249</id><published>2008-05-22T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:49:01.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm officially saying that I'm not going to be with her.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine me going with her.&lt;br /&gt;And i think I'm not going to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean I'll just go accept any guys.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the answer to me was i just don't want get into relationship for now?&lt;br /&gt;Or just that there isn't any guy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of everything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, i can't be with you.&lt;br /&gt;I only can treat you as my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy Birthday To Swan!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday may be a sorrow for you.&lt;br /&gt;Today you have lots of fun around.&lt;br /&gt;Kisses from someone,&lt;br /&gt;Love from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think too much, We're always there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;CE!!! BOOM!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-1097816779558684249?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1097816779558684249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=1097816779558684249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/1097816779558684249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/1097816779558684249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-officially-saying-that-im-not-going.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-9214243496884506781</id><published>2008-05-18T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:35:00.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am i really starting to give up hope on guys already?&lt;br /&gt;I don't seems much interest when i see handsome guys.&lt;br /&gt;Or can i say, i didn't bother about looking at guys anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i go with her, i somehow have full of confidence that we'll last quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;But when i think of me going with some guys, I'm so lacking of confidence with them.&lt;br /&gt;Am i thinking too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i go with her, after we broke up.&lt;br /&gt;Can i still turn back of being straight?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to do things that i am going to regret.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want end up crying in one corner looking depress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, her face will pop in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking how she smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Flash back few days ago about she taking my bag.&lt;br /&gt;Her looks was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They encourage her to cut how her hair looks like when she's younger.&lt;br /&gt;In my heart. I discourage her doing that.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't fits her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stressing myself up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm picking back up my bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;Doing things that is not necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love her? or just a friend ? -y.r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-9214243496884506781?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9214243496884506781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=9214243496884506781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/9214243496884506781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/9214243496884506781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/am-i-really-starting-to-give-up-hope-on.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-660215809608127873</id><published>2008-05-15T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:06:00.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When i say its time to love, I didn't meant to be lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;Comes to the surprise, and FIRST TIME OUT OF MY 16 YEARS!!!&lt;br /&gt;a GIRL like me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking? I'm shock for myself too.&lt;br /&gt;Though i still prefer guys..&lt;br /&gt;I've never thought of becoming one at all!&lt;br /&gt;Not in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most stressful time in my life!&lt;br /&gt;AS IN RELATIONSHIP.&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine i become one at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To be or not to be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-660215809608127873?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/660215809608127873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=660215809608127873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/660215809608127873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/660215809608127873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-i-say-its-time-to-love-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-7451408024392898248</id><published>2008-05-09T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T21:02:00.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Three training in a week.&lt;br /&gt;Does that sound a lot for you?&lt;br /&gt;Two days on balls, One day in gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess coach really want to push us up.&lt;br /&gt;But, i don't have that much confident if i can do it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Competition coming in TWO MONTHS TIME!&lt;br /&gt;No idea who play which position.&lt;br /&gt;Or either who will be the main or the bench warmer.&lt;br /&gt;Just have to do our best i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been home late this few times.&lt;br /&gt;Mother complain and now telling me that she's going to see my teacher this week.&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't even understand what am i doing in school.&lt;br /&gt;I admit. I can go home after school. But i don't want too.&lt;br /&gt;I don't talk to my parents at home. I can't use phone much.&lt;br /&gt;But i really need to talk to someone when i am having trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Who will be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't speak out what i wanted to say each time.&lt;br /&gt;Each time i counter back, I'll get more.&lt;br /&gt;Then more misunderstanding happens.&lt;br /&gt;And things might get worst each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will they fully trust me that i won't do silly stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I know my limits. I'll be home before 10. That's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, because of my sisters, I'm unable to get things this way.&lt;br /&gt;Things isn't easy to handle now. At times, just feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;But i just have to hold on in my heart i guess.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-7451408024392898248?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7451408024392898248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=7451408024392898248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/7451408024392898248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/7451408024392898248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/three-training-in-week.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-3971409760961059808</id><published>2008-05-08T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:06:01.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came back home late due to training and dinner with basketball mates.&lt;br /&gt;Training was fun. Getting to closer to ' juniors ' .&lt;br /&gt;Hope there won't be any spoiler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen around.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure weather to be happy about it or sad.&lt;br /&gt;Feel kinda lost.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe i think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get high hopes if you don't intend to give them hope.&lt;br /&gt;So that the disappointment will reduce to the least.&lt;br /&gt;I assume that he gave his feelings already..&lt;br /&gt;Kinda happy for him not to waste any more time on me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything.. =)&lt;br /&gt;Guess you were a good friend of mine for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Love or not, I don't care much now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-3971409760961059808?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3971409760961059808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=3971409760961059808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/3971409760961059808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/3971409760961059808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/came-back-home-late-due-to-training-and.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875560564084822169.post-6531017376733755855</id><published>2008-05-06T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T07:31:38.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New blog means new life to share with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly i've been busy with my friends and myself.&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda a caught up with some stuff and i'm confusing myself.&lt;br /&gt;I've got no idea what people think of me. BUT!!!!!! Hope its  not something bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to cope myself with basketball and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;New blog skin. But its not what i wanted. Trying to design one myself.&lt;br /&gt;Like what they said, don't let it go a waste for what you've learn. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875560564084822169-6531017376733755855?l=smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6531017376733755855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875560564084822169&amp;postID=6531017376733755855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/6531017376733755855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875560564084822169/posts/default/6531017376733755855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smiletome-willyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/clajsdhfkjasdrfasdf.html' title=''/><author><name>zesuanKELLIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
