<?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-36125089</id><updated>2011-08-14T13:27:24.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My miserable life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36125089.post-117135651194260409</id><published>2007-02-13T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T00:51:24.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MOVED&lt;br /&gt;i've moved &lt;a href="http://www.aaronslife-lights.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check out my blog and dont forget to tag me.&lt;br /&gt;this blog is the past then.&lt;br /&gt;click on the button &lt;a href="http://aaronslife-lights.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to go to my new blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-117135651194260409?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/117135651194260409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=117135651194260409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/117135651194260409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/117135651194260409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/02/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116973484650276014</id><published>2007-01-25T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T06:20:46.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever surrendered ur life 4 someone ?</title><content type='html'>Before i start wid my topic, I would like to discuss this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was it liked to be saved from salvation wheneveryone go against you. &lt;br /&gt;What was it felt liked to be betrayed by ur best friend.&lt;br /&gt;When did things turn out wrong ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were bullied , and everyone go against you on tat day. What was that felt like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain ? hatred ? REvenge? especially Lonliness ? where u feel no one cares for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if someone comes out to rescue you from tat. U feel so warm tat U would wanna thanked him for life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat taught me a valuable lesson,  Tat being a saviour of someone life would help one gained respect for who he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is like going down the earth.. and always there. But my soul is trying to get up to heaven. Making me be like God. Would you wan tat to happen too?&gt; :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116973484650276014?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116973484650276014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116973484650276014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116973484650276014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116973484650276014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/01/ever-surrendered-ur-life-4-someone.html' title='Ever surrendered ur life 4 someone ?'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116919785727167135</id><published>2007-01-19T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T01:10:57.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow , i met a new great friend</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. my class is boring... in the sense , Racial balance is imbalanced. If i had known this would happen , iwould have stick to my Bio class. but its ok. Haha... Yeah.. my new friend Yong Cheng. Wow man, he is really strong and cute . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored la without him. Cos we share alot of things on common thats why we talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116919785727167135?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116919785727167135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116919785727167135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116919785727167135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116919785727167135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/01/wow-i-met-new-great-friend.html' title='wow , i met a new great friend'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116825740352951381</id><published>2007-01-08T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T03:58:43.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a goner for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6934/3796/1600/535014/03-01-07_0936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6934/3796/320/972486/03-01-07_0936.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man... wthell... I went school today.. i slept in class... its like hear hear hear... and suddenly POOF... i slept.. tats the way i slept...!!! The teacher BANG the table ... wah LAO... ASSSHIM LA... BASKET... I SO TIRED ...H8 HIM SO MUCH... Nvm tats how my teacher face looks like ... &gt;&lt;... Nerd ... k ..!!! then after school play arcade at bukit panjang plaza and there we went play Skate bord... then after that went TRack and field.. KEna punish for 9 rounds...then ,.. i went home after that...!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116825740352951381?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116825740352951381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116825740352951381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116825740352951381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116825740352951381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-is-goner-for-me.html' title='Today is a goner for me'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116790028722716313</id><published>2007-01-04T00:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T00:44:47.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>Wow! I went school in the morning and bring the soccer ball. I was finding my way to my class... Which is beside the express class.. hmm.. yeah not to mention this. When we went to the parade square to gather, We were told to stand up ... class by class for  spot check ( hair checking&gt;) Wow at that point of moment , jun jie says " chow chern , haha ... ur hair so long.. u jia lat liao.. sure kena ... !!" I was like ya mux be. that all my other friends starts looking at me for the know i sure kena. I looked down , close my eyes and start praying... as the Dm passed by me , i was like this is it. Then he say " look up ,I was like God bless me... then he suddenly say " wow ... didnt know u keep fringe and started smiling and walked away... I was so blessed ... Manxx.... This is shocking la.... Haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116790028722716313?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116790028722716313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116790028722716313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116790028722716313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116790028722716313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-school_04.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116790028028844264</id><published>2007-01-04T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T00:44:40.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>Wow! I went school in the morning and bring the soccer ball. I was finding my way to my class... Which is beside the express class.. hmm.. yeah not to mention this. When we went to the parade square to gather, We were told to stand up ... class by class for  spot check ( hair checking&gt;) Wow at that point of moment , jun jie says " chow chern , haha ... ur hair so long.. u jia lat liao.. sure kena ... !!" I was like ya mux be. that all my other friends starts looking at me for the know i sure kena. I looked down , close my eyes and start praying... as the Dm passed by me , i was like this is it. Then he say " look up ,I was like God bless me... then he suddenly say " wow ... didnt know u keep fringe and started smiling and walked away... I was so blessed ... Manxx.... This is shocking la.... Haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116790028028844264?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116790028028844264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116790028028844264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116790028028844264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116790028028844264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116731532718101304</id><published>2006-12-28T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T06:15:27.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emeline was here</title><content type='html'>HI CHOWCHERN, I hack into your acc?&lt;br /&gt;lol. no luh. hahaha. must say thankyou. for...&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay&lt;br /&gt;gtg now,&lt;br /&gt;EMELINE:DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116731532718101304?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116731532718101304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116731532718101304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116731532718101304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116731532718101304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/12/emeline-was-here.html' title='emeline was here'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116655029092282024</id><published>2006-12-19T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T09:44:50.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I CHANGED so much!!!! after becoming Christian</title><content type='html'>In the past  , i talk craps like siao , irritating like siao , nerdy , and a asshole, vulgar too . After becoming a christian , i begin to think more maturely , i no longer rude as last time, nice guy , no longer irritating , though stil crap but not as heavy crappy as  i used to be , and lastly  i begin to make more friends :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow ! I didnt know  i changed so much. When people insulted me , i would juz walk away. I no longer Hyper active as last time , but i remain very calm hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year i will be taking the National Inter-school cross country and Junior Progrssive run 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My  aim is to try to be the top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 m -- 28sec  &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; tats my timing for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fastest Athelete in the world is 19.32 sec --- 200 m &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aim is to get 200m -- 25 sec&lt;br /&gt;though its difficult&lt;br /&gt;but  i believe everything is POssible&lt;br /&gt;!!!! I WONT GIVE UP.!!! COS I  KNOW VICTORY IS CLOSE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116655029092282024?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116655029092282024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116655029092282024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116655029092282024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116655029092282024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-changed-so-much-after-becoming.html' title='I CHANGED so much!!!! after becoming Christian'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116615181310575065</id><published>2006-12-14T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T19:03:33.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my life, noone seen my true colours</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cPvhXlzAsgk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cPvhXlzAsgk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best friends that i had, not even one knows me well. Arun ? warren ?  Nah, still doesnt know me well. B4 Arun left me  ,he said this in a sad tone " In my entire life tat i made friend , ur the guy which makes surprises to me . And i still dont know you well. He says " I hope u will fullfill ur wishes and Thankz god that u were my friend. Then we walk away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though arun is the closest to me , but it takes long time b4 a person know me too well. i am different perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116615181310575065?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116615181310575065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116615181310575065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116615181310575065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116615181310575065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-my-life-noone-seen-my-true-colours.html' title='In my life, noone seen my true colours'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116598229488863679</id><published>2006-12-12T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T19:58:14.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad case</title><content type='html'>I was the fastest runner when I was sec one and two but then after this run in my track and field. I lost to a guy. I was starting at disbelief. He was only sec 2 or 1 and could outrun me. Starting he Sprint all the way but  i only run. Then suddenly i Sprint about to overtake him ( which i always did) but he used the Stiff breathing , made him run even faster. Woah.. I was about to give up.But then the second time I ran as fast as i could but this time I beat him. Hahs. i WILL remain the Best. !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116598229488863679?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116598229488863679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116598229488863679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116598229488863679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116598229488863679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/12/sad-case.html' title='Sad case'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116499307502086499</id><published>2006-12-01T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T18:18:16.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is my favourite day</title><content type='html'>Lucky is once in a year time . I will remember this day for life . I went to track and field and ran.But then the Training was so Intense tat Its hard for me to breathe. I tell u wt we do so u get a better view of it. Firstly , we need to sit on the track facing opposite direction. He will count to three and u need to stand up and turn and run fast. ANd lie down .. and run.. Then i fell. I slide cos slippery. The teaacher ask me if i am ok. I say Heart pain. So he say why Ur gf break up wid u ar. I say cRAZY!. then got phobia.. i run slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Della managed to forgive me. I was so Glad. I tot she was angri wid me. then i couldnt take it anymore. I really need to say sorry to her cos i started it. SHe forgive me...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we wanted to go ice skating but then cancelld we then go to Vivo city .. WaA very fun. We saw Hardy and Johnaton . alot of ppl there. We went to the Cinema , Happy Feeet..!!! waa lao ... its a good movie ( MUZ WATCH&lt;) those of YOU WHO FEEL LONELINESS WATCH THIS.&lt;br /&gt;then after the movie, i went out of vivo .. the view of SEntosa. Outof a sudden Fireworks appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN my entire life, i never seen such beautiful Fireworks. I watch and watch as if it was a dream. Thx God, for giving me such a perfect day. If this is what i deserved everyday . I thanked u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I finally met this girl called Della. Wah lao , at first  i got a feeling she doesnt wanna see me. But then things juz changed and I met her at the staircase. But i was like a statue.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went down, My frend YC wanna go swimming and he say if i dont go wid him , he say i am not his best frend. So i say ok  and  go wid him. I wanted to push him but his body damn slippery then slip my hands off. Ayo! instead he push me down . Kaboom!. THe water exploded cos i am too heavy.  then i am all wet even my wallet. LOlz. Then we wanted to race to the other side but I scared my C-lens drop. Then never lor and  i scared Security see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from the swimming pool i could see Della , denise and deric and their cousin up there. Juz tat their face are all BLACK.  I even mistook denise for deric. Lolz. Then I was forced by YC . and warren even force me to go up. I didnt want to disturb them. Aya... then i went up lor. Hide in the lift. Afraid later their parents and maid scold me. Wah suddenly i saw Della. Her face changes.  hahas. . . Then they went to my house. JUmp jump jump , and go craxy. !!!The song made us jump.then we dance. hahas stupid rite? I told them one day when we all go crazy , we dance .. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah such  a perfect day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116499307502086499?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116499307502086499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116499307502086499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116499307502086499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116499307502086499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-is-my-favourite-day.html' title='Today is my favourite day'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116489834644488111</id><published>2006-11-30T06:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T06:52:26.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying for the one  i love</title><content type='html'>If its my parents .. I will SAcrifice my life. IF its my girlfriend, I would do tat the same. Juz like the movie. Even if has to cause my lungs to explode.. i wouldnt mind..~!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116489834644488111?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116489834644488111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116489834644488111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116489834644488111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116489834644488111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/11/dying-for-one-i-love_30.html' title='Dying for the one  i love'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116489791598227964</id><published>2006-11-30T06:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T06:45:15.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is much better after all.</title><content type='html'>I get to talk to Arun in India.. I Am so Happy. I managed to chat wid Della in a happier mood. hahas.  I also found my favourite song &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; Play the song while readimng my blog. MY primary school fav song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116489791598227964?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116489791598227964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116489791598227964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116489791598227964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116489791598227964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-is-much-better-after-all_30.html' title='Life is much better after all.'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116489785508594510</id><published>2006-11-30T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T06:44:15.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is much better after all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116489785508594510?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116489785508594510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116489785508594510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116489785508594510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116489785508594510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-is-much-better-after-all.html' title='Life is much better after all.'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116411649707858598</id><published>2006-11-21T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T05:41:37.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip i never forget.</title><content type='html'>That day I packed my bags readily to go to SAbah. When we board the  air plane.. it was a Swift trip to Sabah except for a little turbulance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrive we went to Suhala Resort.. That was 5 * Hotel.. I love that PLACE SO MUCH.. THEY HAVE everything  u can think off.... That night , my brothers and I went  to the Games corner. There were so many games , there are even Ps2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went bowling... At first I lost.. bt suddenly I won the whole game.. i was so happy. My Family went touring around the island.. and sabah.. There were so many things to see. The food is different from what i tasted in malaysia... I mean JB and singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After that I suddenly needed peace.. This is what i do whenever i go on a holiday. I Stroll on the beach wid my bare feet. Cos the Scenery was so Beautiful that I could never think off it. The sunset.. was like... Amazing.. heaven ? Then i Wrote on the Beach with a sea shell.. I will never forget this island!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took the van and went to see Mount Kinabalu.. Its beautiful, covered with clouds.&lt;br /&gt;then we drop by to the Hot Spring. however we didnt bring swimming trunks and we went to the Canopy Trees climbing.. After A half an hourwalk on te mountain , we reached the sumit. Then here comes the Part.!!! We reached this very long Bridge... and as we looked down.. Everyone screams... Nobody dares to go .. Then my younger brother went.. and part of the wood fell. And he Look down.. and scream... " Oh no .. i am looking down." Then i faster went forward and Swing the bridge.. Imagine... He was scareming madly... then he cried and say let me go back.. so i cant stand him.. And push even harder..he move bit by bit .. and then he finally reached.. So fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That monday , we went to Suana ,and massage. Damn i didnt know .... its so pai sei... Nowonder the ladies say .. are u ready? I was like . . . ... What was on my mind was this " What are they going to do?" Then they Asked me to strip and ask me wear the underwear they gave me... BASKET.. I WAS MAD BUT  .... Then after that i went to the jaKuzi .. Wah its beautiful.!!&lt;br /&gt;After that here comes the EMBARRASING MOMENT.,..SHE ASKED ME TO TAKE OFF THE TOWEL.. AND Then... ask me to lie on the bed... I was like . . . .... then they touch my butt.. I was like...  The more they touch .. i feel more uneasy... lets drop the subject...;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended and went to the airport.. The plane flew off at 11 am. And at  12.30 pm . I wish to have slight turbulance.. 5 mins later , The turbulance came... Its not juz turbulance .. ITS worst!!!!!!  The plane flew up and suddenly from so high... the whole plane SHAKE LIKE MAD AND U CAN FEEL UR BODY OUTSIDE THE GLASS.. THE PRESSURE WAS SO POWERFUL THAT THE CUP OF TEA  FLEW ON THE AIR FOR 5 sec,, Damn it... I mean The BANG on the aeroplane was so loud and it looks like some part of the aeroplane was broken.. I prayed to god to forgive me . Soon the aeroplane was back to normal.. When i open the Window thing.. we were juz above the sea level.. imagine from the clouds to the sea.. Everyone scream... THe tiolet was so packed.. that everyone was vormitting.. some even hit themselves on the window.. Its the worst flight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116411649707858598?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116411649707858598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116411649707858598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116411649707858598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116411649707858598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/11/trip-i-never-forget.html' title='A trip i never forget.'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116377387514741406</id><published>2006-11-17T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T06:31:15.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today i played a prank of a girl</title><content type='html'>I told her if she go to school .  I will jumped off the building. THen i block her , so she will think i really jumped. After that i offline a while. cos i needa go tiolet. However , When i log in , she alrdy log off liao. I wont anyhow angry wid ppl unless I am sad or angry. Also , smtimes  i feel my parent dont care my feelings ,  but today my parent is totally Wierd and Inhuman. They said things tat broke my feelings ... It is so bad tat its like telling  u , your the most stupidest kid in the whole wide world. Thats what hurt me alot that i  did not have the mood to give him the car keys properly. Then he is very mad at me now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116377387514741406?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116377387514741406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116377387514741406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116377387514741406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116377387514741406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-i-played-prank-of-girl.html' title='Today i played a prank of a girl'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116321280520121272</id><published>2006-11-10T18:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T18:40:05.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alot of people see me very happi</title><content type='html'>Allot of ppl tot i am a very happy and lively guy. But they dont know inside my heart , its filled with Pain and anger . However, smtimes i felt my heart has been surrounded by Frustration. So Frustrated that i could not even cry not shed my sorrow. All i can do is live with the pain. However, warren changed me. He brougt me to church. Promised me tat my life would be better after going there. And so it did. MY heart soon felt Lighter. The pain subsided. ^^ Thankz warren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116321280520121272?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116321280520121272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116321280520121272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116321280520121272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116321280520121272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/11/alot-of-people-see-me-very-happi_10.html' title='Alot of people see me very happi'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116321280472138672</id><published>2006-11-10T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T18:40:04.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alot of people see me very happi</title><content type='html'>Allot of ppl tot i am a very happy and lively guy. But they dont know inside my heart , its filled with Pain and anger . However, smtimes i felt my heart has been surrounded by Frustration. So Frustrated that i could not even cry not shed my sorrow. All i can do is live with the pain. However, warren changed me. He brougt me to church. Promised me tat my life would be better after going there. And so it did. MY heart soon felt Lighter. The pain subsided. ^^ Thankz warren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116321280472138672?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116321280472138672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116321280472138672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116321280472138672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116321280472138672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/11/alot-of-people-see-me-very-happi.html' title='Alot of people see me very happi'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116286130151191333</id><published>2006-11-06T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:01:41.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I CANT THINK OF ANYONE EXCEPT FOR A BETRAYER</title><content type='html'>WATCH OUT JUN RONG!! ur in deep dead shit!! u can trust me for tat.. I tot ur my best friend but after what u did to mi... I can never trust and forget u ever... I went to unity sec to buy books... i couldnt buy.. cos i wear slippers.. So i ask chee young ( Best friend ) to help me buy.. Jun rong follow to buy his boooks. When they came back , I asked for a change and receipt. I wondered why so little. Then when i reach the side gate.. Chee young told me.. Jun rong steal 22 dollars from me. I was Very enraged for  I lose a trust from a good friend. However, i could not forget him. I Need my REVENGE!!!&lt;br /&gt;therefore.. this thursday afternoon , alot of my best friend in school will be arriving to the club house for Mass Planing ( COncentration camp ) A camp which he will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;The plan could change his life forever or maybe ... death ? Thats depend how strong he c0uld take the blow. Of Cuz we wont beat him up... But we will pressure him ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God , Man are bless to do good deeds to go to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;But if man never repent mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;could we have our Revenge ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116286130151191333?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116286130151191333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116286130151191333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116286130151191333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116286130151191333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-cant-think-of-anyone-except-for.html' title='I CANT THINK OF ANYONE EXCEPT FOR A BETRAYER'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116281546454984130</id><published>2006-11-06T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T04:17:44.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY sadest day</title><content type='html'>We played catching becos of Alvin idea. But then made too much noise... then As i when up the 10th floor , i open the door, the malay man ask me where i stay.. and alot of things.. I bluff him Of cuz.. i dont wan anybody kena caught. However he went downstairs.. Clever of him. Then.. he told us to w8. When i saw my FAther Car.. I trembled. I could not think of anyth. I was damn scared. cos i know my father gona kill me for sure. He will do tat. Then Alvin say i take care of everything and Warren ask me to run up stairs as fast as possible. I DID noT WANT TO RUN BACK HOME DE.... MY HEART WANNA BURST ANY MINUTE.. I CANT BELIEVE . I was very sad at home.. i did not eat my dinner.. i sat on my bed. I had no appetite. SORRY ALL REGENT GROVE PEOPLE... I AM SORRY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116281546454984130?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116281546454984130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116281546454984130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116281546454984130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116281546454984130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-sadest-day.html' title='MY sadest day'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116200376129087391</id><published>2006-10-27T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T19:49:21.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K kor.. Good luk to ur A-level- i know ur leaving me soon.</title><content type='html'>To my brother:&lt;br /&gt;Good luck Kor... All the best to ur coming A-level... I know ur leaving me soon. Have a Nice flight to america... and dont forget me hor... LOlz... aya.. its good that u go away ... so i can be the eldest in the family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my best friend ( Arun ):&lt;br /&gt;Hahas.. This guy is a best friend of mine , shared my burden wid me and protecting me when i need help.. too bad he went back to India... Never celebrate Deepavalli wid me .. so Bad.. hahas jk..&lt;br /&gt;Arun, thankz for being widme all this while, Its has been a great pleasure to have you as my best frend. Take cares.. All the best to ur Exams -- in iNdia-- Hope i be the first to see u at the Airport in 2008.. Hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When friends are gone ,&lt;br /&gt;You started to cherish them,&lt;br /&gt;when they are by ur side,&lt;br /&gt;you disregard them as good friends.&lt;br /&gt;Now when u needed him ,&lt;br /&gt;he isnt by ur side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116200376129087391?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116200376129087391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116200376129087391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116200376129087391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116200376129087391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/k-kor-good-luk-to-ur-level-i-know-ur.html' title='K kor.. Good luk to ur A-level- i know ur leaving me soon.'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116136472133788056</id><published>2006-10-20T09:49:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T10:18:41.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thank you guys alot</title><content type='html'>Thank you , xue yun. I thank you for cr8ing this blog for mii.. I appreciate it. And after that day , I and warren promised u i will never disturb u ever again and talk and we wont call u ever again. I thanked u for being my friend once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not tt i do not wana talk on that day .. I feel its better for me to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;If onli we people never argued , we would all be playing catching rite nw. Haha , What a beautiful ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116136472133788056?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116136472133788056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116136472133788056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136472133788056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136472133788056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thank-you-guys-alot_116136472133788056.html' title='I thank you guys alot'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116136417421485967</id><published>2006-10-20T09:49:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T10:09:34.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thank you guys alot</title><content type='html'>Thank you , xue yun. I thank you for cr8ing this blog for mii.. I appreciate it. And after that day , I and warren promised u i will never disturb u ever again and talk and we wont call u ever again. I thanked u for being my friend once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not tt i do not wana talk on that day .. I feel its better for me to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;If onli we people never argued , we would all be playing catching rite nw. Haha , What a beautiful ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116136417421485967?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116136417421485967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116136417421485967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136417421485967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136417421485967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thank-you-guys-alot_116136417421485967.html' title='I thank you guys alot'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116136415706291765</id><published>2006-10-20T09:49:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T10:09:17.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thank you guys alot</title><content type='html'>Thank you , xue yun. I thank you for cr8ing this blog for mii.. I appreciate it. And after that day , I and warren promised u i will never disturb u ever again and talk and we wont call u ever again. I thanked u for being my friend once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not tt i do not wana talk on that day .. I feel its better for me to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;If onli we people never argued , we would all be playing catching rite nw. Haha , What a beautiful ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116136415706291765?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116136415706291765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116136415706291765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136415706291765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136415706291765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thank-you-guys-alot_116136415706291765.html' title='I thank you guys alot'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116136415352661654</id><published>2006-10-20T09:49:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T10:09:13.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thank you guys alot</title><content type='html'>Thank you , xue yun. I thank you for cr8ing this blog for mii.. I appreciate it. And after that day , I and warren promised u i will never disturb u ever again and talk and we wont call u ever again. I thanked u for being my friend once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not tt i do not wana talk on that day .. I feel its better for me to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;If onli we people never argued , we would all be playing catching rite nw. Haha , What a beautiful ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116136415352661654?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116136415352661654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116136415352661654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136415352661654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136415352661654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thank-you-guys-alot_116136415352661654.html' title='I thank you guys alot'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116136361439247063</id><published>2006-10-20T09:49:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T10:00:14.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thank you guys alot</title><content type='html'>Thank you , xue yun. I thank you for cr8ing this blog for mii.. I appreciate it. And after that day , I and warren promised u i will never disturb u ever again and talk and we wont call u ever again. I thanked u for being my friend once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not tt i do not wana talk on that day .. I feel its better for me to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;If onli we people never argued , we would all be playing catching rite nw. Haha , What a beautiful ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116136361439247063?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116136361439247063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116136361439247063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136361439247063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136361439247063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thank-you-guys-alot_116136361439247063.html' title='I thank you guys alot'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116136358841080303</id><published>2006-10-20T09:49:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:59:48.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thank you guys alot</title><content type='html'>Thank you , xue yun. I thank you for cr8ing this blog for mii.. I appreciate it. And after that day , I and warren promised u i will never disturb u ever again and talk and we wont call u ever again. I thanked u for being my friend once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not tt i do not wana talk on that day .. I feel its better for me to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;If onli we people never argued , we would all be playing catching rite nw. Haha , What a beautiful ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116136358841080303?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116136358841080303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116136358841080303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136358841080303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136358841080303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thank-you-guys-alot_116136358841080303.html' title='I thank you guys alot'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116136357029051576</id><published>2006-10-20T09:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:59:30.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thank you guys alot</title><content type='html'>Thank you , xue yun. I thank you for cr8ing this blog for mii.. I appreciate it. And after that day , I and warren promised u i will never disturb u ever again and talk and we wont call u ever again. I thanked u for being my friend once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not tt i do not wana talk on that day .. I feel its better for me to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;If onli we people never argued , we would all be playing catching rite nw. Haha , What a beautiful ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116136357029051576?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116136357029051576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116136357029051576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136357029051576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136357029051576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thank-you-guys-alot_116136357029051576.html' title='I thank you guys alot'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116136353094155485</id><published>2006-10-20T09:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:58:50.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thank you guys alot</title><content type='html'>Thank you , xue yun. I thank you for cr8ing this blog for mii.. I appreciate it. And after that day , I and warren promised u i will never disturb u ever again and talk and we wont call u ever again. I thanked u for being my friend once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not tt i do not wana talk on that day .. I feel its better for me to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;If onli we people never argued , we would all be playing catching rite nw. Haha , What a beautiful ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116136353094155485?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116136353094155485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116136353094155485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136353094155485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136353094155485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thank-you-guys-alot_116136353094155485.html' title='I thank you guys alot'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116136352920498012</id><published>2006-10-20T09:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:58:49.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thank you guys alot</title><content type='html'>Thank you , xue yun. I thank you for cr8ing this blog for mii.. I appreciate it. And after that day , I and warren promised u i will never disturb u ever again and talk and we wont call u ever again. I thanked u for being my friend once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not tt i do not wana talk on that day .. I feel its better for me to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;If onli we people never argued , we would all be playing catching rite nw. Haha , What a beautiful ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116136352920498012?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116136352920498012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116136352920498012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136352920498012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136352920498012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thank-you-guys-alot_20.html' title='I thank you guys alot'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116136337571500195</id><published>2006-10-20T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:56:15.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thank you guys alot</title><content type='html'>Thank you , xue yun. I thank you for cr8ing this blog for mii.. I appreciate it. And after that day , I and warren  promised u i will never disturb u ever again and talk and we wont call u ever again. I thanked u for being my friend once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not tt i do not wana talk on that day .. I feel its better for me to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;If onli we people never argued , we would all be playing catching rite nw. Haha , What a beautiful ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116136337571500195?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116136337571500195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116136337571500195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136337571500195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116136337571500195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thank-you-guys-alot.html' title='I thank you guys alot'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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-36125089.post-116115944222625899</id><published>2006-10-18T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:17:22.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got back my papers liao</title><content type='html'>Dunoe its good or bad la.. u decide for me loh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: B3 -  43/60 -- paper1   and  41/70 -- paper 2&lt;br /&gt;E -mAth : Fail --paper1 -- 37/80 and paper 2  19/102&lt;br /&gt;A-math :Fail -- 7/70&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: B3- 67/100&lt;br /&gt;Science - A1 Chemistry --72/100 -- physics 78/100  ----&gt;&gt;&gt; 85/100&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities : B3 --- 66/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel Its normal loh.. Lolz...&lt;br /&gt;Aya, Friend maybe drop out school... or retain..&lt;br /&gt;I know how he feeling loh.. he keeps secret to himself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Happy to see Jes and yun  reconciled back together again...&lt;br /&gt;While for mi .. They are always angry wid me..&lt;br /&gt;Xue yun always ignore me... aya... sienz... nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Jes always see me not happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas..  Hmm... today went lot 1.. I saw many stuffs .. but never buy anything for my friend.. but tmw we treat him in Mac..!! Haha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36125089-116115944222625899?l=miserable-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116115944222625899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36125089&amp;postID=116115944222625899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116115944222625899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36125089/posts/default/116115944222625899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-got-back-my-papers-liao.html' title='I got back my papers liao'/><author><name>timothy love life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256807001613290688</uri><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>
