<?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-6520349557757023377</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:10:24.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DaRk~wiNgeRss</title><subtitle type='html'>Although the three of us are different in every way, we promise each other to be one another's guardian angel..WE LOVE ONE ANOTHER, TRY BULLYING ONE OF US, YOU'RE DEAD MEAT!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-6275184903166024452</id><published>2009-02-01T17:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:52:04.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 January 2009 - belated post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVwj0owbmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/k-nhgdMMFZ8/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVwj0owbmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/k-nhgdMMFZ8/s320/DSC02216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297764297398578786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor me... : ( sob sob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my purse in 1 u.. so sad... second time losing a purse.. haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone say take it as donating to the NEEDY ohh... what can i say? all gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i gain something.. the only thing i wanted... my new boyfriend.. look at him so shy yet so cute... : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-6275184903166024452?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6275184903166024452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2009/02/31-january-2009-belated-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6275184903166024452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6275184903166024452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2009/02/31-january-2009-belated-post.html' title='31 January 2009 - belated post'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVwj0owbmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/k-nhgdMMFZ8/s72-c/DSC02216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-8736289170079754824</id><published>2009-02-01T14:51:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:45:28.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVLuzENLuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GPk3JZ4qP7o/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297723804025171682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVLuzENLuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GPk3JZ4qP7o/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVLdkxHueI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Kz42rv5I4xw/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297723508129249762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVLdkxHueI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Kz42rv5I4xw/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE CNY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVLIL9LPKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rkOnzmDXeN4/s1600-h/PINCH+ELLAINE!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297723140691672226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVLIL9LPKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rkOnzmDXeN4/s320/PINCH+ELLAINE!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the soju,laine was especially high..so,we decided to pinch her kaokao to wake her up but..it didn't work..==ll poser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVKtCa8PCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/4TymzDLXJcQ/s1600-h/JUNSU!33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297722674275695650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVKtCa8PCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/4TymzDLXJcQ/s320/JUNSU!33.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Expressing our love for DOLPHIN BOY,JUUUNNNSSSSUUU!!!&lt;3333&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang! I almost tore all the posters down...GIMME PLSSSS...*sings dramatically*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boss:Not a chance..fans come here for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:AJUSSHI..PPPPLLLEEASSSEEE!! I'll...I'll...I'LL WASH ALL THE PLATES FOR YOU..FOR A WHOLE MONTH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boss: No way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: but...but why??!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boss: Who doesn't know you, miss-leave-the-stains-on-d-plates-till-they-stink??!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: WAEGURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *stabs Boss with parang*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nyetnyetnyet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVKD7wyqUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/bKep1AUc0rs/s1600-h/POKERFACE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297721968113658178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVKD7wyqUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/bKep1AUc0rs/s320/POKERFACE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying the atmosphere in the room..aaaaahhh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*true isi hati*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:Laine,just tear it down..*whispers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laine:Why me? You do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:Aish! You sickening girl! The boss's not looking now,take it down or YooChun's staying with me tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laine:He had been staying with you all the time..==ll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:Fine! I'll ask him to call you today..DEAL??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laine:.......Darn..whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVJx6f-lbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qXfXhti3Ipw/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297721658537055666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVJx6f-lbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qXfXhti3Ipw/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mango pudding!!! It tasted like...MMMMAAAANNNGGGGOOOOOOOO!!!!! *howls* XDDDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ISN'T LIFE BEAUTI-FFFFUUUUUUULLLL????!!!!!!!! *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVJb2yqLhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/gawEqnxG92A/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297721279584546322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVJb2yqLhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/gawEqnxG92A/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's just a part of the enormous table..couldn't even fit all the food..and we had to stack the dimsum like that..AND WE BARELY TOUCHED THE FOOD..my brothers were stuffing themselves like crazy..LOL..HUMAN PUFFERS!!! WEEEEEE!!! *bloats* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say,my second brother and I were slightly too high actually..for the past one week,we have been screaming like mariah carey and disturb everyone and got ourselves in tonnes of troubles..last night went shopping with him and bought all sorts of toys and stuff for the kids..BUY BUY BUY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *faints faints* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eldest bro had this damn cute morning call which sounded like this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cantonese:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hei san luuuu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lan chu hei san luuuu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hei san,Hei san,Lan chu hei san..HEI SAN Luuuuuuuuuu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N TODAY WAS THE FIRST TIME I WOKE UP DAMN EARLY..smiling widely..because of that stupid alarm..LOL..IT WAS UBERLY ADORABLE....XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVI8pmo_xI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fB-63ogbu0Y/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297720743468531474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVI8pmo_xI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fB-63ogbu0Y/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's when alchohol acted..XD nahhhh..it was out of boredom,I looked like I was going to cry..LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVInKQR3GI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oBCr8WFzze4/s1600-h/YUNHO!!!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297720374275988578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVInKQR3GI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oBCr8WFzze4/s320/YUNHO!!!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YUNHO!!! *can't reach the top* *hop hop hop* NNNUUUUUU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVHBJ72XcI/AAAAAAAAAII/r8NI1nFfTDI/s1600-h/SHUEN%26TING.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297718621843643842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVHBJ72XcI/AAAAAAAAAII/r8NI1nFfTDI/s320/SHUEN%26TING.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOL..Eric and his give-her-sum-style..stupid dude..anyways,I chase after SUM PPL to take pics together...Aaaahhh,they'll never resist...RRRRRIIIGGGHHHTTT??!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All: .....yeah yeah..whatever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:*grabs AK47*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All: BUTTS RASHING UP,GETTA HELL OUTTA HERE!!!!!!!!!!!! *runs runs runs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: ....eeewww....==llll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-8736289170079754824?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8736289170079754824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-cny-after-all-sojulaine-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/8736289170079754824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/8736289170079754824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-cny-after-all-sojulaine-was.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVLuzENLuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GPk3JZ4qP7o/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3381794141346756158</id><published>2009-01-28T15:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:00:22.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>belated post for 23 January 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVylWm8r_I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Jm-SeQG_7io/s1600-h/HPIM1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYAP8dR5dpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Y_QZTJrDeqY/s320/DSC02168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296250693113968274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYAPahURr6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/DF5ACuihutw/s1600-h/HPIM1160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYAPahURr6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/DF5ACuihutw/s320/HPIM1160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296250110082133922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYAPaJ00kHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/KcbBm652mFo/s1600-h/DSC02175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYAPaJ00kHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/KcbBm652mFo/s320/DSC02175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296250103776186482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;happy birthday purple yan,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy today.. my friends gave me a real big surprise.. thank you so much.. at least i have a sweet 17 hahaa since my sweet 16 was a disaster.. alright not really disaster but is a saddening one.. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;alright back to reality.. today is the third day of Chinese new year huh??  i don't feel anything lol.. stucked at home... was supposed to be doing my kerja amal but someone reminded me of my blog.. haha thus, that's why i am here now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously there is nothing much to share.. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;oh yeah oh yeah... 23 of January 2007 someone gave me a dog and i named it Goldie... 23 of January 2009 someone gave me a dog and i name it Socksu... could the 2009 take over the 2007 ? i know the cost for the 2009 dog is eight times the cost for the 2007 dog.. woah... so expensive (special in deed)... agreee? how could i not be touched... the most expensive present one could give apart from my family.. people always thoughts that counts but we are human beings..who would not be touched receiving a present that cost so much.. haha..thank you Edward.. you could totally take over Vincent.. haha.. in physically and appearances..(obviously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Chin-kun i love your perfume and lip gloss : ) so girly huh.. hahaa so cute&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam-kun i love your trophy and journal.. its lovely : ) so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;my two marshmallow will forever be in my little heart : )&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yvonne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3381794141346756158?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3381794141346756158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2009/01/23-january-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3381794141346756158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3381794141346756158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2009/01/23-january-2009.html' title='belated post for 23 January 2009'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SYVylWm8r_I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Jm-SeQG_7io/s72-c/HPIM1129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-485079605779868460</id><published>2009-01-21T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:40:49.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Doushitte...you eat up my bento and never apologise???!!!! *kicks D*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's like...another 5 days to CNY,the atmosphere is pretty...AWESOME! My house turned into a botanic garden while my room was still covered in spider webs==ll Chrysanthemum..freesia,small flowers to BIG ones, furnitures, food,clothes,BUY BUY BUY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Appa and omma are truly shopaholics...Shuen knocked down,POOFF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tmr going to daorae with D...WEEEEEEE!!! XDDD It's the first time leh,kancheong until shit wanna come out..LOL..OTTOKEHHHHH???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fffuuuuuuu..o.o&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the first day of school until now, my pea sized brain could not absorb a single thing at all...so yeah, my mind slept while my eyes do the try-to-focus-for-nothing work...&lt;br /&gt;And tmr is pn l and n's retirement day,how i wished i could so smth more...issshhh..TT_TT&lt;br /&gt;My two oppa deul are coming back on friday..weeeee!! Going to fetch them from airport and go shopping!!! I can't wait for CNY!!! YAAAYYYY!!!!! D!! SARANGHAEYO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-485079605779868460?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/485079605779868460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2009/01/doushitte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/485079605779868460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/485079605779868460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2009/01/doushitte.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-6887928776138631001</id><published>2009-01-03T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:36:01.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAHHH!! DBSK NOT COMING TO MSIA FOR THEIR 3rd ASIA TOUR!!! I was like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *crashes to the floor dramatically and lands on dog poop* that's exactly what I felt. I don't care..LSM and the msian organizers better watch out cause I'll stand by,ready to attack them with my rusty parang..or my hands would do better..heh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those antifans coming out all of a sudden..seriously, next, I'm going to be the super duper powderful mafia leader and kill all those blooooddddyyy antifans, WUHANN!!!!! Let's battle to death!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *throws grenades and TNT*  Harassing tvxq like that and think we cassies are dead wan ah??!!!!! Aishhh..shincha shincha...This time is too much, pissed me off and my mafia brothers in Japan will kill you all in no time..darn it...waegure...I'll grant them a painless,quick death!!! *evil laughters* *thunder lightning background*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XAT XAT XAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..everything is under control now, I'll keep stalking for more progress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm watching U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going to reopen in a few days time..I wondered if I should run to Mr Tham and say, SIR!!! I WANT TO HAVE A CASSIE UNITED CLUB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only my head will stick out of the ground and my body buried in earth...&lt;br /&gt;But..I gurantee if we have that club, everyone would be so super duper active to come for koko!! YESSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&gt;Sam, she had been sleeping and sleeping or going out...hmmm..Everyday is Terry day!!! XDD Vonne, when was the last time I spoke to her? I forgot. I'mma losing my head soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, BOGOSHIPUHYO!!!!!!!!!!!! *huggs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'll be back with lotsa dbsk goodies and news when school reopens!! *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-6887928776138631001?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6887928776138631001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2009/01/aaahhh-dbsk-not-coming-to-msia-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6887928776138631001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6887928776138631001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2009/01/aaahhh-dbsk-not-coming-to-msia-for.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-5174833332064633723</id><published>2008-12-24T14:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T02:34:04.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midvalley outing 23 dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Sam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently, Yvonne, I-Vonne, Trice, and I went to midvalley. Hehe. The outing was quite enjoyable, I'd say. :) I treasure every bit of it. We also took some smexy pictures. Yay yo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hara hetta~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHXSQvvEuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oiFIvKJYu-E/s1600-h/DSC02019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283240546615104226" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHXSQvvEuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oiFIvKJYu-E/s320/DSC02019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I-Vonne and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHXSZqjWGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/QDUO3-rORQY/s1600-h/DSC02018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283240549009283170" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHXSZqjWGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/QDUO3-rORQY/s320/DSC02018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 2 Vonnes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHXSUGelZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sJjosku-gQQ/s1600-h/DSC02017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283240547515798930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHXSUGelZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sJjosku-gQQ/s320/DSC02017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice picture of Trisu and Vonney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHXSDGq5mI/AAAAAAAAAGg/XiBisAPtdFw/s1600-h/DSC02014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283240542953203298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHXSDGq5mI/AAAAAAAAAGg/XiBisAPtdFw/s320/DSC02014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Lim and I(haha ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHXRwNcW4I/AAAAAAAAAGY/R3CO9p3s-jw/s1600-h/DSC02010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283240537881336706" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHXRwNcW4I/AAAAAAAAAGY/R3CO9p3s-jw/s320/DSC02010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Lim, Ms Koon, and Ms Chan (Lol. It actually sounds a tad bit out of place when we address them by their surnames. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHWMsb7ODI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yqL6NUPpfZA/s1600-h/DSC02013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283239351457364018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHWMsb7ODI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yqL6NUPpfZA/s320/DSC02013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trisu and the almighty SAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHWMcxERpI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wEu4tBmyXOQ/s1600-h/DSC02009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283239347251070610" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHWMcxERpI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wEu4tBmyXOQ/s320/DSC02009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trisu, Vonnes, and Mr.Pillar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHWMCX3PMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/S4YaChugOmw/s1600-h/DSC02008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283239340166036674" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHWMCX3PMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/S4YaChugOmw/s320/DSC02008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just love lumbers.. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHWL1eMltI/AAAAAAAAAF4/AA6oEn6vYAo/s1600-h/DSC02006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283239336702940882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHWL1eMltI/AAAAAAAAAF4/AA6oEn6vYAo/s320/DSC02006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. The bird cage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHWLrGGopI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3HK-LvKPVAE/s1600-h/DSC02004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283239333917532818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHWLrGGopI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3HK-LvKPVAE/s320/DSC02004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-5174833332064633723?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5174833332064633723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/12/midvalley-outing-23-dec.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5174833332064633723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5174833332064633723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/12/midvalley-outing-23-dec.html' title='Midvalley outing 23 dec'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SVHXSQvvEuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oiFIvKJYu-E/s72-c/DSC02019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-33616809182219531</id><published>2008-12-23T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:31:18.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i still miss you after all..</title><content type='html'>hey guys..&lt;br /&gt;miss my post huh? sure you do..since after all sam and chin *posts* are not that interesting and lively like mine huh.. haha (better apologise before i am bashed) haha... *gomenei* *biannei*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is not as interesting as i wished after all.. i finished my four thick books... namely twilight, new moon, esclipe, and breaking dawn... how great ya.. really love edward cullen.. i used to have someone very similar to him.. but he had his own bella now.. haha it is ok.. used to it.. life is not fair as we all know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas..christmas...&lt;br /&gt;last year christmas was unpleasant as i could say... this year... i really wonder.. i always wanted a white christmas..  he said he could bring me one but he never appear after that very day.. where is he now? could anyone tell me.. i really still miss him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ,&lt;br /&gt;yvonne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-33616809182219531?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/33616809182219531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-still-miss-you-after-all_8675.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/33616809182219531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/33616809182219531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-still-miss-you-after-all_8675.html' title='i still miss you after all..'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3770874938945060043</id><published>2008-12-23T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:15:16.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yum</title><content type='html'>Sam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3 weeks since I last attended tuition.. T__T I lost a lot of my book knowledge.. gah.. &gt;&lt; My english has also deteriorated.. yada yada nya.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures during my stay in penang and hatyai. Unfortunately, I am not able to post it up... My older sis has it with her right now and she's somewhere in outer space.(probably in mars as she looks a lot like a marshan. hehehe.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cat(Metta) is currently sitting in front of me. She's between me and the laptop. Lol. It's her way of asking for attention. I love her so. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'll be going out with my tomodachis(Trice and The Vonnes) to 1Utama. Wai! Wai! Me ish happy to be able to spend time together with them. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crapu crapu.. &gt;&lt; Soon, school'll reopen and I'll have to handle all my responsibilities again.. No.. I don't want to start studying again.. :( I'll have to go through all the tribulations and such! Wo pu yao!! Hara hetta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to enjoy every last moment starting from today... I want my holy days back. *growls* I'll eat them all.(I have no idea who I'm referring to. No. Seriously.) hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daddy bought some doggy clothes for my sweeties. :) Yuuri looks absolutely adorable in hers. I'll go capture a picture of her wearing it soon. :P I should go now. Would try to update as soon as I can. Ja~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3770874938945060043?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3770874938945060043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/12/yum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3770874938945060043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3770874938945060043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/12/yum.html' title='yum'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3516178970752069826</id><published>2008-12-17T09:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:14:12.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hara Hetta..</title><content type='html'>Sam:&lt;br /&gt;*Yawn*&lt;br /&gt;Will be leaving to penang with my family this afternoon. We'd probably spend a night in penang before moving off to Hat Yai. Yay~ I can shop for goodies! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my novitiate programme a few days ago. Though it was tough being homesick for most of the days, I still enjoyed it as I was able to mingle around with different people and they're of all walks of life!~ ^^(ranging from 16-78). I understand that this is a once-in-a-lifetime experience so..haha. I'm quite proud of myself for going through it. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear vonne-chan is currently in Langkawi. I miss her. It seems as if fate does not want to bring us together. Lol. Because, when she comes back today, I'd be leaving to penang instead. Haha. By any chance, might this be a twist of fate? :P(pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school semester break is going to be over soon... :( In less then 2 weeks time, I'd be touching my books already! No~ I've got to implant extra book knowledge... although I'm dreading the thought of entering school, I'm quite okay with studying actually.. :P I'm quite behind my syllabus..as the noviatiate programme required me to miss a solid 2 weeks of tuition. *sigh* Oh well.. I should probably start copying notes the moment I return home from Hat Yai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. I should go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3516178970752069826?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3516178970752069826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/12/hara-hetta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3516178970752069826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3516178970752069826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/12/hara-hetta.html' title='Hara Hetta..'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3189000547187061342</id><published>2008-11-24T02:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:14:45.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I couldn't sleep....or should I say..I actually tossed and turned on the bed for like a thousand million times until I eventually slammed my head on the bed post? or because I realised that..EVERYONE KEPT THINGS AWAY FROM ME..and I hate people doing so and lying to me. Only yesterday I knew that my couzie went to operate and cut the lower part of his tongue. WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME EARLIER??!?!!!!! and today I finally have time to play and give him bear hugs..and he had to go to the babysitter's already!! AND MUST YOU!! MUST YOU PULL HIM AWAY FROM ME LIKE THAT???!!!!!!!!!! If only..I could just....URRGGHHH!!!!  My couzie cried,yelled, kicked, everything that he could do just to free himself.. I couldn't watch..it's like sending him off to Hell......... what I know is..I can do..NOTHING for him..NOTHING..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope..he's sleeping now..safe and sound..God knows how much I love him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, it more quiet than usual...perhaps I'm used to singing and drumming my fingers noisily even if it's 5am in the morning. I just feel like breaking every single thing in this house. The keyboard is included. Of coz, I'm still straight. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; Don't cry my lover by JJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love that you have been waiting for, I cannot have.&lt;br /&gt;The promise that we made, to shed our tears together…I can see them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3189000547187061342?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3189000547187061342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-couldnt-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3189000547187061342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3189000547187061342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-couldnt-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-2458832729418468160</id><published>2008-11-21T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:55:14.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heeeeeheeheeeee...I love Christmas!! Christmas is coming!!!! WOOOOHOOO!! *rolls up snowballs* Let's go caroling my dears!!! Falalalala lalalala!!!~~~~ YAY YAY YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donuttoes, I vomit twice today...TT_TT stupid flight, cheh! I was like...suffering for 7 hours!!! TT_TT but my uncle brought us for a threat ady...PAYBACK TIME!!!!!!! *runs around with uncle* At last I reach home ady, omg..I miss..EVERYONE!! HEh...when are you guys going to be NOT busy huh??!! Hahahah..OMO OMO OMO!!! Now is the music! Deck the halls lalalalalalalala~~ YAYY!!!! Oh, movies yahh!! Go for movies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was like...ahhH!! LET ME SEE DONGBANG DISGUISING AS NORMAL PASSENGERS AND WALKING AROUND..Hehhh..so SAddening..TT_TT they weren't there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chin-chan is back for an xtreme carol-ing practice, and I want you guys to join me!!!! WEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;If tht doesnt sound good enough, ahem..*secretly punches hard on the face* hahaha..we must meet soon yahH!! Ahhh!! My stomach pain wanna pangsai ady!! Chao!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAM!!!! Get me the toilet roll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish!! the toilet is so dirty, I wonder if vonnie got wash them or not when I'm gone..=.=ll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; At last I'm back. It's time for JaeHo vs YooSu, judged by alpha cuteness SHUMIN!! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-2458832729418468160?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2458832729418468160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/heeeeeheeheeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2458832729418468160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2458832729418468160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/heeeeeheeheeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-8287624225047650554</id><published>2008-11-20T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:15:28.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KYYYYAAAAA!!!! *turns on all the lights* WAE YO??!! What's going on here??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and vonne: CHIN-CHAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHiN:???!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and vonne: Shut up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chin: Haik! TT_TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, chin-chan going home today ady...I tell you girls..this place ah...GOT NO CHINESE GUYS WAN LOH!!! EEYERH! yesterday my bro brought me to drink this super nice hot chocolate, one small cup 22 bucks, I wanna die with the taukeh ady..lol..I went like..mamak!! LOL..ppl so high class and I was like babarian there..TT_TT OH yeah! And that's when I saw two chinese guys..with one girl lahh..aish..old guys..chao lah!! *kicks* whooopss..*sits decently* when I was talking to my brother, he said smth damn embarassing and I puked out a whole lot of water..thank god it wasnt the chocolate drink..he had a long lec from me..hah! he deserved it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just now went to a restaurant, the kids here, all can become mariah carey, their high pitched cry is like...a few octaves higher than my voice..XDD and got one kid fell down, I wanted to help him up but guess what? he was glaring at his brother like wanna kill his bro ady so i was like..cheh, this kid so annoying..he sendiri wanna play but not sporting..LOL..and when we were eating, people walk in n out, i can feel the thumping..LOL..and got an old woman that laughed like a witch suddenly..I cracked up thereXDD moreover i thought of you two wherever i go, the mischevious deeds we would do..and I end up laughing by myself..I ended up being lectured by my mom, she said that i Sasa and ask if i go crazy ady..TT_TT omma..how can u do this to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry sammie, I thought of getting you a hawt guy but...there's not much to spare..T^T Sorry vonnie, i wanted to get you a lot of nice accessories, i know u like them but..all damn arabic ones..and I imagined ur disgusted look and it made my appetite go wrong too..XDDDD now the sky also dark ady, later departing at 2.40am..*yawns* When i come back we go for movies la kay..sam, we'll have a lil suprise for ya...*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YAH!! Who go and put i want dbsk in my room?? THEy are already in my room!! CHEH!! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; She asked, will you fall in love with a person who touched your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyn's answer. 1} I never believed in love at first sight. Love needs tolerance and faith to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2} I never knew him in person and I claimed that I love him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3}I didn't know when I fell in love with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4} I only know that he's in my heart mind and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyn..... *runs off to get Lyn an icecream*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aish, my SHuShu slipped just now, and his leg terkena Yunnie, they must be super tired..and changmin's voice werent as sharp as usual, yoochunnie and jae also worn out..Jae had to film a movie also. I wish yunnie wont be so stressed up about it..that silly hubby of mine..ShuShu, dont worry...as long as you guys are well..other things doesnt matter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY WON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MKMF Auction Best Style Award&lt;br /&gt;2. MKMF Mobile Popularity Award&lt;br /&gt;3. MKMF Auction Netizen's Choice Award&lt;br /&gt;4. MKMF Overseas Viewer Award&lt;br /&gt;5. MKMF BEST ALBUM OF THE YEAR (Daesang for album)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... got two they didnt get. *glares at Hyori and BB* LOL...Shuen ahh!! *slaps self* WHAT??!! *shouts back* fine fine, stil got a lot of chances. Dbsk give face to them nia...or else sapu all meh..paiseh mahhh..XDDD BB worked really hard..congrats...*bows* Only some buggle BB fans frigging annoying. Shit them. Rosakkan mirotic chorus. I'll bash them till their brain juice all come out. HMPH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm sure of most is...JAEJOONG AND YUNHO AND CHANGMIN IS SLEEPING OUTSIDE TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo: Shuen..mianhae...that ajumma forced me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuen: You'll wash the dishes today..your mistake isnt that serious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo:YAY SHUEN!! Saranghaeyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuen:Arasseo..*slowly grins* XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin:Shuen..I'm hungry....*JaEJoong peeking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuen:Come in, I'll cook for you..Dont you DARE pull JAEJOONG IN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin: YAY!! BYE HYUNG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong: TRAITOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong: Shuen ah...mianhae...SHUEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuen:HAH!! GO FIND UR HANHYOJOOO!!!!! HMPH!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*throws out all JaEJoong's stuff and slams door*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong: ANDWE!!!! TT_TT Chalkeah...open the door..YeoBo ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuen: I warn all of you, whoever opens the door for him, no dinner for you&lt;br /&gt;All four: YES MA'AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standinbyyou-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-8287624225047650554?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8287624225047650554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/kyyyyaaaaa-turns-on-all-lights-wae-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/8287624225047650554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/8287624225047650554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/kyyyyaaaaa-turns-on-all-lights-wae-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-6158399606987377815</id><published>2008-11-12T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:44:05.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, Vonne, wth are you talking about? LOL..I cannot understand a single thing that you said, you're just so random XDD You can guess that my eyes are about to pop out ady, scrutinizing your words..lol.. oh well, I hope you are having a nice time now, the exam stress must go off..alright? *huggies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that Sam had a really nice time yesterday..from the bridegroom himself..XDDD I'm happy for you sammie..XDD But WHERE'S MY INVITATION??!!! HOW CAN U FORGET ME??!!!! *kicks sam's ass hard* AHHHH!!! *james come after with grenades* Heeeesss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr I'm going off to dubai, yay yay yay!!!! Plus, I wrote two new fics ady, OMG!!! I LOVE THEM!!! ^^ It's time for lunch now, yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you both so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!! See you all soon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-6158399606987377815?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6158399606987377815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/seriously-vonne-wth-are-you-talking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6158399606987377815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6158399606987377815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/seriously-vonne-wth-are-you-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-1158548440175773998</id><published>2008-11-12T14:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:44:50.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at last... connected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="line-height: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey... so long never heard from me right? i bet you guys miss my lame lame post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. so long never touch the keyboard.. so sad right? but is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; : ) at least i could now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is so so so tiring... at last is over and now busy of other stuffy thingy.... think think think... see see see what is up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one cry two cry... so hard not to feel guilty.. but i am not the one : ) who bring everything like that... ho??? ho ??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ehhehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; ... i want a white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; : )... probably wearing a pretty white dress with red ribbon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; the waist ... feel like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;santarina&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;... alright alright chin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt; don't have to pretend you guys are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;vomiting&lt;/span&gt; i know in you guys you find me so cute and sweet ho? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright... got to go and watch love movie... need those to gain back my interest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; kind of lost those lovey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dovey&lt;/span&gt; thingy...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ahah&lt;/span&gt; probably i will end up like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sammy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kun&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ahah&lt;/span&gt; maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tata&lt;/span&gt;... *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;vonne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-1158548440175773998?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/1158548440175773998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/1158548440175773998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/1158548440175773998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-hey.html' title='at last... connected'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3709421342976920086</id><published>2008-11-11T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:45:14.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omo Omo Omo!!!! Breathe SHuen, BREATHE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just finished Eclipse, I thought I was going to die...I didn't want it to end!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TTOTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edward is so jaejoong, and jacob is so yunho..and I'm so locking jaeho in my room tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went for western food, donuttoes, the food was super sized...huge like mad...and 30 over bucks for a chicken burger..counted cheap already..TTOTT It's true western restaurant and very american-ish, of course, the whites around contributed to the atmosphere..and i even spotted a few hot ones..sorry, sam..dun have enuff smexy guys to spare, there's like..NOT many teens here..all over 30 plus, i suppose its just their old looks..okayokay, MATURED looks...those teens here i think are all locked up..kesian...but some are really hot..*coughcough* gotto keep it low..jaejoong and yunho's squinting at my direction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you guys up to? I already booked you two for twilight..remember tht, unless you dont love your head..greeaaattt..^^ this thurs i'm off to dubai for a whole day fun fun fun...so, i'll hunt for souvenirs, i had like a long list...haha, dont worry u both are at the top two, of cos..XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind is blowing strong despite the hot weather and I totally felt like i'm in a dessert or smth..but I felt it was really cool, I'M AT MIDDLE EAST!!!! lol...I'm trying to gain some experience n look around here, there's not much awareness on importance of education here, since the government is rich...so, there's not many schools around, there's hardly even one around the corner..=,=lll malls is everywhere..and i can even see the moon now, at 6, it will get totally dark...man, I miss you girls...TTOOTT I expect a good welcome home from u ppl..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, gotto help my mom cook..it's dinner, so fast,my lunch hadnt digested yet..but..the air is...GOOD...*sniffsniff* byebye~~take care you two!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3709421342976920086?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3709421342976920086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/omo-omo-omo-breathe-shuen-breathe-id.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3709421342976920086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3709421342976920086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/omo-omo-omo-breathe-shuen-breathe-id.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-1512800160122004216</id><published>2008-11-10T15:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:44:51.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,2,3</title><content type='html'>Gosh, we've not posted anything since last month..XDD Inactive, I suppose that's an appropriate word. So, exam's over and I'm here, reading Eclipse, and drooling at every part of it, XD yesterday I even got myself lost in between the books and my mom came hunting for me and I didnt even realise..lol..I was quite suprised by my sudden obsession towards books, its scaring me though..heehee..so, twilight movie is coming up this 21st, OH GREAT, had a dinner that day to attend to, and barely a week before I have to leave for another activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat was getting all itched up and I was so ever ready for my vocal class next year, nyetnyetnyet..writing my fics and poems, it just sort of boost up my energy, or should I say, my type of caffeine and JaeJoong, my exact type of heroin..*squeals a few octaves higher* *cracks up* XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my donuts, and wondered what they were doing, and yesterday I saw something that made my heart stopped beating. A carved guardian angel, with a short note beside it, it says that long ago, in german, there were many poor people and they would carve a guardian angel and keep it with them for protection and goodluck..and I wanted to grab it already, till I read the price tag. 52.50 bucks. I was like, wait a minute, *digs into pocket* *cries* and walks off. Horrible, I should have find a job here..*growls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost strangled myself last friday when P told me that he and his friends DID CAME TO SCHOOL..lol, this is no exaggerating, BUT STILL, I'm grateful to be able to see the tembok-ing on wednesday, I was squealing my ass off, what a stupid, irritating girl, thank you..*squeals again* *smacks head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, there aren't many boy teens here though, I've seen a few girls and they came speaking to me in some weird accent and I was like..uh...WHAT? lol..and it took me like a minute to process the sentence "DO YOU LOVE LEBONESE??!!" Lol, and i nodded abruptly, at least I knew what they were talking about, lol, if they said, your ass stinks and I nodded, oh no...XDD so, my brother taught me some arabic, arkan is eat..lol, i only remember that, and I went to like so many malls and went to the corniche drive, the sea is beautiful, undescribeable in words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph, or else, I'd be in India with him..dammit...LOL, I-N-D-I-A, for a month!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Huaaahuaahuaahuaaaa.....I suck, I do....*punch stomach* He's an absolute darling but sadly, aigooo...I'm owned by dongbangXDDDDD WOOOHOOOO!!!!! *punch harder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then, I shall come back next time with more news!! *squeezes blog and kisses*There! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6520349557757023377-1512800160122004216?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/1512800160122004216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/123.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/1512800160122004216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/1512800160122004216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/11/123.html' title='1,2,3'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-4703932519774587160</id><published>2008-10-11T11:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T12:36:05.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol, didn't know that we're all writing in green..pwahahaha!!!! Sam!! Poor old Sammieeee kun!!! She had been dreaming of my hubby, ignoring the truth that JaeJoong loves me only. Awww, Sam..*squeezes her to death* Don't commit suicide, truth are always too painful to bear..Nyetnyetnyetnyet..Oh well, I've gotto help him set the table for lunch..Mmm mmm!! The aroma's is just..amusingly tempting..I'm drooling all over the place...keeehhkehhhkehhH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My eyes got worst man, Shishito..when I laugh, I cannot see anything, LOL!! Damn hillarious!! Hamtaroes have nice big, round eyes, and MashiMaroes have lines for their eyes, LOL..I've never had Hamtaro eyes before but my right eye compared to the left one for now, DAMMIT!! LOL! It's totally a biggg difference, like..like..turkey and chicken ham!!!!! XDDDD I'm officially half MashiMaro and Hamtaro!!!! KYYYYYYYYYYYAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well, Proud to be, at least..BUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW AM I GOING TO GO TO SCHOOL ON MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was planning to ask you two to come over and help me wrap my eyes with gauze..then we'll tell them that I got into a small accident and something STABBED INTO MY EYES...CHOI!!!! but..still, WHAT AM I GOING TO DO???!!! OMO OMO OMO!!!! I'll....I'll scare everyone off!!!!! Lol lol lol...Ottokehhhh..what am i going to do?? Fine!!!! Fine!! Fine!!!!! I'll just wrap my whole head and go to school, I'll need you help...there'll be a lot of strugglings..hmphh,, okay..that's it..settled.. NO MATTER WHAT, WE'LL NEED TO DO SOMETHING SO THAT I CAN GO TO SCHOOL ON MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *springs up from seat and runs to the road* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&gt;I know you can do this, miduhyo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::DONgBANGGGJJJAAA!!!!!!!!::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-4703932519774587160?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4703932519774587160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol-didnt-know-that-were-all-writing-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/4703932519774587160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/4703932519774587160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol-didnt-know-that-were-all-writing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-5565227626297964103</id><published>2008-10-10T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:49:03.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dukkha. Sam ish the almighty. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;O_o Wow.. Things have been happening.. Poor smelly and stinky are both facing their own personal ordeals and tribulations. Life is, what we'd call, 'dukkha'. :( I hope they would soon be tip top and shining though. I miss Chin-chan's unbloated and un-marshmellowish eyes.. I miss smelly's perky and hyper attitude towards things she does. Tsk Tsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Examinations are near. I'm only a hair's breadth away from committing suicidal acts upon myself(Jumping down KLCC sounds like a good option -__-).. Too bad Jae Joong isn't here for me right now as he is attending to Chin-chan's needs. I gave him the permission to do that. Anyways, I still have Physics, Biology, Chemistry, BM, and English to deal with...Crap.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I have to go now. I don't have much else to say. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-5565227626297964103?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5565227626297964103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/dukkha-sam-ish-almighty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5565227626297964103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5565227626297964103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/dukkha-sam-ish-almighty.html' title='Dukkha. Sam ish the almighty. :)'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3296681776522138965</id><published>2008-10-10T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:08:42.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vonnie, how are you now? did u wake up with an energetic smile? I really hope so.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My eye is now like, seeing one line only, dammit, I look like MashiMaro..half tho..plus my chubby cheeks, I don't even recognise my new identity, Hamtaro...*hits head* I'm eating antibiotics, drinking honey,100plus, tons of water, I'm all bloated...XDDD the feeling's good tho...but I need to rush to the toilet for so many times..darrrrnnn.....YOU WILL ALL FAINT WHEN YOU SEE MY PRETTY FACE..Gurantee, if you don't, I'll make fried rice for you..hahahahah..need to go bathe d..byee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3296681776522138965?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3296681776522138965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/vonnie-how-are-you-now-did-u-wake-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3296681776522138965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3296681776522138965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/vonnie-how-are-you-now-did-u-wake-up.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-9031385201657206928</id><published>2008-10-09T22:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:01:13.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SO4afXQiTSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1UxpzEieW5I/s1600-h/images%5B9%5D+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255166941309586722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SO4afXQiTSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1UxpzEieW5I/s320/images%5B9%5D+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She couldn't see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The dazzling beauty of the morning ocean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The moment when fruits ripened and flowers blossom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The thick mist that surrounds the evergreen mountains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The almost- perfect blend of purple and pink sky in the morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The rushing water that splashes down to the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She couldn't see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The killing of the innocence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pain and sufferings of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The collapsing mankind, no more humanity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People dying of sickness and pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The selfish and untruthful world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She couldn't see our smiles for her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our tears for her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's scared, living in her own world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My dear, we are right beside you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel the presence of our love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the connection between our heart mind and souls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The naked eyes are impermanent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seeing beauty,seeing pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, you will see a glittering rainbow right infront of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are my rainbow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You revealed the truth to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we believe in one another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-9031385201657206928?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/9031385201657206928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-stumbled-into-still-blinding-vision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/9031385201657206928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/9031385201657206928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-stumbled-into-still-blinding-vision.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SO4afXQiTSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1UxpzEieW5I/s72-c/images%5B9%5D+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-5886641876087040595</id><published>2008-10-08T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:07:14.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Exam's definitely driving all of us crazy ..12 days to go..I'm feeling so nervous for puili..gosh..this is my FIRST TIME that I'm actually concerned about exams..fuhhh..i don't know why..all the while i'd be like..ahhh, what for fighting fighting to see who gets to the top..aiyaaahhh..let it be lahhh...Now, I just want to make ma parents proud..OH GREAT!! 12 more days left to make my parents proud! .......darn me.. and what's worst..My BRAIN CANNOT INTERPRET ANYTHING AT ALL..it just flow suavely to and fro around my head and vanished! OMG, I'm gonna turn into a zombieeeee..my eyes are swelling like cheongsau pao..oh well, actually studying has its own fun..SOMETIMES..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Whatever it is, Sam and Vonne, I'm emphasizing on both of you, ALWAYS REMEMBER TO divide ur stuff properly..don't later, stomach pain, hand pain,leg pain, hara hetta, sleepy, there's hundreds more on my list.. Have enough of sleep...and vonnie, ur meals...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UR MEALS UR MEALSSS!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;I'm not that concerned of sam's meals cause she's gobbling food wherever she goes..it's just that her insomnia is getting worst, she's looking like a live mummie walking on the streets..gosh..*closes eyes* WHOA! One skeleton and one mummie and zombie...*bounce off* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Hmmphhhh..just do our best dudes!!!! Saranghaeeee my donuttoes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;++Ku mengisytiharkan perang dingin dgnmu, pi mampus jauh-jauh kalau tak nak mati++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Miss you omoni...so terribly missing you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-5886641876087040595?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5886641876087040595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams-definitely-driving-all-of-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5886641876087040595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5886641876087040595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams-definitely-driving-all-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-6980987598076119538</id><published>2008-10-06T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:32:46.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OH NO OH NO NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! *squeezes face* LOL..my sis pushed me outta the house to buy stuff with my mom..GOOD. I was wearing my fav hawaii pants and holey white T preparing to sleep...=.=lll she's so gonna get it!!!!! I don't even wanna think what I've bought.eeeeuukkk..smelly stuff.. 'll be back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10mins later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fine! School is very amusingly...fascinating. I'm like a dumb penguin,unable to walk in a straight line.. almost trip and hit my skull on the wall today..I think I some sort of got shorter and my skirt is longer than usual..*hits head hard* Fine fine fine. I'm really happy to see samMIe and VonNie..hyper at the beginning of the day and then, struggled with my addmaths and eng and chemistry...WWWWHOOOAAAA!!! *punches wall* Okay okay okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;TODAY SUCKs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay..where was I..*wipes off perspiration on forehead* Uh huhKKK!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&gt;I missed my mother-in-law..we'll be making nice food to eat together, talking till midnight, walking hand in hand, being together forever..my hubby is having his supper now, today the broadcast took a longer time than ever, we'll be off to see our mother later.. I'm off to eat up his food! I'm sucha lame actress..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you ,omoni,saranghaeyo hun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6520349557757023377-6980987598076119538?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6980987598076119538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-no-oh-no-nooooooooooo-squeezes-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6980987598076119538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6980987598076119538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-no-oh-no-nooooooooooo-squeezes-face.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-5814685616994896658</id><published>2008-10-04T14:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T14:56:42.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like I got myself into some unneccesary troubles. . . suddenly I don't miss vonne anymore . . .XD YESTERDAY I DREAMT OF HIM!!!!! LOL!!!! It was frigging hilarious. . will tell you girls what I dreamt. . . It's just so REAL!! but I wanted to wake up. . cause in my dream, I almost punched him. . Vonnie, Sam went to club again yesterday..nowadays, our Sammie grew up d..Jamie will frIKKK out when he knows that she goes for clubbing with Terry every Friday..then he'll try to cope up and go clubbing with her and fight off Terry..MAN!! then, sam will sit aside, gulping shots down her esophagus..I definitely wanna watch that . . . Kehhhkehhhkehhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine lahhhh..I can sense danger coming to me now..Woooiiiyooo..Sammie, Vonnie said that both of you got ur own ones to think of...kyahh...that's so...CHHEESSSSYYY~~~~ *scratches arms*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh!!! DAMMIT!!!! This is the last time that I'm going to be a good girl...eeeekk, I'm pouring those powdery medicine from their capsules onto my tonguee...eeeeukkk..my sensitive nose is so annoying..during this holidays, I have been sneezing and sniffing my ass out...urrrggghhh, three more capsules to go... YERRRRHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT TASTES LIKE FISH FOOOODDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; my mother inlaw is better already... it's a good news, that's the reason that I'm feeling better too..my hubby's having a short nap, he's worn out after not sleeping for days..Kays, I'm off to check out on him!! ...... omoni...I miss you, please have a speedy recovery....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-5814685616994896658?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5814685616994896658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-feel-like-i-got-myself-into-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5814685616994896658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5814685616994896658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-feel-like-i-got-myself-into-some.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-2904601110671204670</id><published>2008-10-03T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:17:58.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awww..miss u too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;awww...chinnie chan.. i miss you too.. i am not stuck with my books lol... i am busying packing my stuff..at last it looks neater... : ) so tired..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how are you? By the way, who is your HUBBY ?!!! how come me and sam got no idea who you talking about wan? hiding it from us arr? very good looking wan arr must be... don't worry sam got hers i got mine to think of, won't steal yours la.. quick quick tell us who, or else we will come and haunt you tonight.. : )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love, yvonne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-2904601110671204670?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2904601110671204670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/awwwmiss-u-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2904601110671204670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2904601110671204670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/awwwmiss-u-too.html' title='awww..miss u too...'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3146818721411703280</id><published>2008-10-02T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:46:34.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally..whoosh..it's friday already..times is passing like a horrible slimy slug gliding along the roadside and then eventually squashed by vigorously speeding cars. *closes eyes and peeks between gaps of fingers* Well well well..Shuen finally chopped her hair. It has been 4 years eversince she had her hair short. She's adapting to her new style quite well, urm, maybe a little, cause she's now dying for an extension. Shit. She has never ever spend such a long time, so much money on her damn hair. Aigoo. Aigoo. Aigooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam helped me a lot, and motivated me when I got so so so damn frustrated with things these days, special thanks for her, my pumpkin seed donut. I'm missing vonnie, hadn't hear from her for days..wonder what's she's been up to. Sticking her face to the books i suppose. I can't concentrate a thing at all though..once I sit down, I will be so so distracted that I would give up and do other stuff. It's so discouraging that my interests in studying is so low. I would prefer some practical learning outdoor, it would be so fun. *sleeeps* I can't wait to get back to school and see my donuttoes..It has been a week since i last see vonnie, fuhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, exam's coming..hopefully everything will be smooth. I will restrain myself from doing other tempting stuff and keep studying!!! ........I'll study as soon as I finish writing my fics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; My mother-in-law is sick. She's in the hospital now. Recovering slowly. My hubby and I will keep praying for her. I'm thinking of what to make for her to eat. Plain congee will be so PLAIN..and TASTELESS..hmphh...FISH BROTH and OMELETTE will be good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou- Omoni..recover soon..i love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3146818721411703280?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3146818721411703280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3146818721411703280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3146818721411703280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-593554689045206737</id><published>2008-09-30T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:02:02.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wish I can give happiness and comfort to you girls now..I am trying my very best to be optimistic. I hope you all will too. Sammie, I really try to always cope up with whatever is in your almighty mind, even though sometimes I just get all frustrated with it, but I told myself that, I'm not loving a perfect friend but loving a friend perfectly. Remember? I know you really cared about your dogs, they're your loyal companion when I'm not with you, and I accept the fact that you love your dogs more than us. YOu're sucha dork, but I love you.. okay, my dear, don't ever let ur lips curve down...I want you to always always always be happy..promise me that, and keep that promise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Vonnie, you'd think I will leave you lying there, and rot? You're absolutely absurd, cheeky little fella. I regretted not dragging you into the car, at home, I thought you would faint again and those stupid dumb guys wouldnt know what to do. Can you and Sam stop making me worry again??? Can you all just take care of yourself properly...as in like, your health!! I don't worry about any other things of yours, you girls are smart and capable, but sometimes so dumb and reckless. I will get insane seriously, please always protect yourself from any harm and danger, you all being safe and happy is my greatest hope. I do not hope for more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'd imagine that we all grow old and celebrate our birthdays together when we're 90 years old. That's a little bit greedy right? I think 80 years old will do. XD but we'll still be pretty at that age..hopefully..XDD What am I talking about? I always get carried away, because you both influence me with your silliness and randomness, or is it the other way? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sammie, you're the most secretive one, whether you're really that simple minded and happy-go-lucky or you're a troubled child, I don't know. I blurt things out without them going through my brain, I didn't know you were worst actually. I thought you were wise old sam. I thought. Yes, that's an insult. Okay, small joke in here. I'm actually impressed with your ignorant expression I can say, seriously, no one would ever know what you're actually thinking with you putting on that pokerface all the time. You're sucha strong person, physically and mentally. Physically qualified to be vonne's bf, and mentally strong to just ignore human nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Whereas I'm not, too. Yvonne's not, three. We're all so different. That makes us so unbreakable, the bond between us, we fit into each other nicely, our weakness and our good sides, Yeap, we'll grow old together. No doubt. I'm still living with you all. Tomorrow will be, tomorrow tomorrow will be, always be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-593554689045206737?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/593554689045206737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wish-i-can-give-happiness-and-comfort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/593554689045206737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/593554689045206737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wish-i-can-give-happiness-and-comfort.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-9156732614365687924</id><published>2008-09-29T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:06:58.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at last i am connected...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;dear donuts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last i am connected... my house is out of connection after the renovations.. so i have to wait till i am able to reach you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about 26 of September was really an unbelievable experiences..&lt;br /&gt;stomach was feeling absolutely awful before i begin my journey to Ms Lee's tuition... the chemicals are mixing and there is just an acidic feeling till it make me want to puke... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jega&lt;/span&gt; and chin hold me tight brought me to the primary school toilet.. when we are own our way, my mind when black out just like that as i have no energy to hold on to them anymore..*puff* i collapsed... *so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;* luckily chin was there... she was screaming "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;VONNNE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;arrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;........ wake up!!!!!" me being so blur *like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;* opening my eyes slowly but couldn't see coloured images.. all i could see is white white and red light just like a negative picture.. as i was resting... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jega&lt;/span&gt; ran from north to south to get me warm hot water *he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sweeet&lt;/span&gt;*... chin was always there all along beside me holding my hands... as for my another donut, she left home earlier... don't blame her..she wanted to send me home at first before my stomach got upside down.. my bad.. rejected her ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tuition, went back home... have to start shifting things from my aunt's house back to my house.. as i just collapsed.. : ( everyone was busy so i never get to see a doctor.. till now... i am still questioning why i collapsed on tha very day... *poor me...sob sob* i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;reallly&lt;/span&gt; wish you were here with me now.. *putting my two hands together-wishing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys a lot... thanks for helping me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;although&lt;/span&gt; is really an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; moment, it will always be apart of my memories.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;confused &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;vonne&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-9156732614365687924?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/9156732614365687924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/at-last-i-am-connected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/9156732614365687924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/9156732614365687924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/at-last-i-am-connected.html' title='at last i am connected...'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-4823531701716142688</id><published>2008-09-27T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:08:25.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Crap :)</title><content type='html'>SAM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard many... Snide remarks, sarcastic comments, blunt responses, you name it. But..  most of the time, they do not do it for the sole reason of hurting that person. It's tough but I guess it's just human nature.  Sometimes, people just don't mean what they say. This-is-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, smelly fainted. My goodness... it worried us doughnuts so.  She fainted without my knowledge as I wasn't present at that time. POor smelly.. I wish I can give her a bear hug now. :) Smelly, you better get a good rest and eat more. Chin-chan and I will fatten you up. Yeap yeap. *nods head knowingly, eyes shining with an evil glint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from Ms Lee's tuition, and my two potato sisters are still asleep. I'd have to go wu shu later, and after that, finish Ms Lee's accounts homework and Pn Haris's BM work as I have to go over to smelly's house tomorrow. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are planning to go penang during the holidays.. but I don't think I'd even be able to go. Keh.. I have too many commitments to even think of leaving home. :( How dissatifying. *Growls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love my dogs and cats. They're a bundle of joy. ;)&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;Maxi's current state isn't that good now.. Her breathiing is rather ragged, her bone structure is out of place, and her ear is somehow inflammed. I wish I can help her in some other way besides just taking care of her.. It's painful seeing her like that. What am I to do? (Stop snickering, Chin-chan and Smelly -___-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.. This world is so superficial. Our human species isn't something we should be proud of.  Most of the time, humans do things solely for themselves. Monopolising the earth and destroying nature, just for their own comfort... Tsk.  How saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen out there, people.. one day, Chickens will rule the earth!! (pun intended) :P But I meant what I said. We should appreciate life more and stop trying to change it. Maybe then, can the animals and humans live in harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-4823531701716142688?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4823531701716142688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/4823531701716142688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/4823531701716142688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-crap.html' title='Random Crap :)'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3064236606242313889</id><published>2008-09-26T23:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T01:43:29.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i see a glowing hope in you, slowly glittering into a bright light . . it comes from you. .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;all are so human minded. . conquered by great desire,selfishness and blinded by impermanent desire. . i may sound pessimistic and crazy if i say i don't want to be a human. . i wanna be a . . i don't know, i wanna be everything . . that can make people realise that there are so many other things in the world for them to be concerned about, about those who needs them . . people who do not have love will have, people who have love will share them with the others . . flowers will bloom, the sky a wide blue, with few clouds, grass evergreen, we will all reunite . . never be separated. . ahhhhh~~~~~~~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In Buddhism, it is said that we should not have any attachment . . only oneself can end their own sufferings, karma is too strong . . everyone must be responsible and take the effect of their actions, but, if there's anyone who needs me, i'm right there to pull them up, i'll standby them . . leave them,i'll never . . then, all of us will hold the others up . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are glowing, shining through the black . What is your color? you say it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;standingbyyou-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It's slowly fading,&lt;br /&gt;the nightmares that haunts,&lt;br /&gt;our nights,&lt;br /&gt;they are gone,forever . .&lt;br /&gt;destroyed in the name of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3064236606242313889?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3064236606242313889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-see-glowing-hope-in-you-slowly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3064236606242313889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3064236606242313889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-see-glowing-hope-in-you-slowly.html' title='i see a glowing hope in you, slowly glittering into a bright light . . it comes from you. .'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-5041228881100052886</id><published>2008-09-26T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:30:36.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A million seconds. . . .ticked off. . i remember. .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today is already the last day of school and the beginning of holiday. . going to school is always a new fresh thing that i'm looking forward to everyday-though i always mumble to myself that school is torturing. . it isn't. . . . my friends. . teachers. .the school field, tangga7,blokcT3. . all my memories are there. . and it will continue to grow. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My dearie vonnie was so sick today. . and eventually, she knocked out, i thought my heart was going to pop out when she was unconscious. . man, i definitely is fainthearted. . or should i say, i'm friggin worried of her? cheh! I'm not. . . *stubborn* oh my goodness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VONNIE!! U'D BETTER EAT EAT AND EAT!!!! and SLEEP SLEEP AND SLEEEEEEPP!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;this would be the last time that i see you sick. . coming up, i'll be your health advisor, i dont want to see you suffering pain, both inside and out. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;In school, my ah bong cried. . at first, she told me and amanda that her retina was swollen. . I was like. . retina???? swollen???? then, she looked all sniffy,sitting beside me. . after that, vonnie told me that she was crying. . she was hugging her knees to her ribs by the marble table. . it hurt me so much to see her like this, i kept wiping her tears and they keep flowing. . and i realise that i'm sucha stupid friend. . i've never been able to tell them how much i really do care about them infront of them. . i can never speak out what's inside my heart. . instead, i will be scolding them all the time, nagging and lecturing them. . and when they cry, like today, i wrapped my arms around her,moving her to and fro like i'm singing a nursery song to a kid, humming a slow song. . or perhaps i understand her too well. . i just want her to cry and let everything out before she say anything. . it hurts to see her taking everything back to herself. . i know she's feeling so sad. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;I remembered at first, when I see michelle, i was frigging shy to go talk to her, i can't seem to communicate well and make new friends, that's the weakness in me. . but she definitely was in my list of friends, everyone is. . however, i only dare to speak to her a few weeks before, and when i'm more familiar with her, she is going back to her school, i know this sounds stupid, but i felt so bad. . i don't know when i'm going to see her anymore. . see, human are always so pathetic. . infront of you, you dont appreciate, go already, then u sulk. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;However, I will meet her soon, I'm sure. . ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today, I can conclude my blog as, our FAMILY and FRIENDS  is our reason we live, they are in us, they're always with us. . they are our reason that we keep going. . they are the ones who really loves us. . we believe in each other. . we're always together. . i will take it to myself, all the pain,frustration, sufferings they are facing and only give them smiles and laughters. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My dears, your own destiny is youself, without you, what's your destiny? whether you will want to have a tomorrow, it's up to you. . I will be standing by you and hold you up. .There's no fate, only faith. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;---&gt;Who does not hope to love and for their love to be everlasting forever. . the miraculous connection between both person but common in the eye of others. . people today feel that their love must be acknowledge by other people than the person they love itself. . to me, when two loves one another, only they will understand one another, other people sees them as a normal couple and there will be NO CONTROVERSIAL or GOSSIPS or anything that tries to separate them, if there is, if people criticise them, they are there for one another. . because they truly believe each other. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Love comes in all sorts of way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm growing older and older, each second, i kept faith in only one thing is keeps me strong all the time, i have all of you in my life, my heart, my mind, my soul. . i'm never lonely. . i want to grow old with all of you. . this is my only wish. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;::miduhyo:: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;standingbyyou-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-5041228881100052886?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5041228881100052886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/million-seconds-ticked-off-i-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5041228881100052886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5041228881100052886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/million-seconds-ticked-off-i-remember.html' title='A million seconds. . . .ticked off. . i remember. .'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-8410350085510427645</id><published>2008-09-25T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:21:22.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Another relieved night, cause Thursday is about to be gone. THat means, no more Miss Lee's tuition in a week's time. Ahhhh..say, I have a better control of myself today from throwing my hardcovered books at her face, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;biased sucker&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. . . Somehow, I have this stupid feeling in me of a bad omen. What'll happen tomorrow, life is so uncertain, I just wanna grab hold of my puffy pillow and scream into it. Pretty insane, what to do. . that's my only way to wash off the horrible feeling that suffocates me in life. . I sound pathetic. . kyehkyeh. . &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I ate 3 times noodles today, maggi for brunch,panmee for lunch after tuition and maggi for dinner. My stomach now looked like I was 3 months pregnant. . .oh. . at least, it will make me calm down that all these will give me energy to know what's really going on tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;what is wrong with my brain? i'm just babbling over here. . perhaps I'm just feeling lonely. . or maybe. . I really am. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I got slightly distracted about prefect stuff today but I felt that it didn't worth my attention at all. . OKAY, for the past few days, I made some really lovely strawberries and eggies breakfast for my donuttoes but I felt so sorry that it tasted like vomit at the first bite. . my lovely strawberry crepe turned into fried egg and strawberries salad with thousand island sauce. . then, I made steamed eggs, which I added sugar and condensed milk in it to make it milky and sweet, then, added some strawberries at it's bottom and steamed it in a nice bowl. . I just somehow like, sprinkle some water into it, after that, I was in sucha rush that I just poured it onto a plate 5 minutes later when nothing seemed to be cooked. . but once I poured it, I realised that the water I added in the egg was too little!! the left over that sticked to the bowl was totally half-boiled egg instead of nice, soft white colored steamed egg. . I convinced myself not to panicked, despite the first bitter experience I had before. . however. . a minute before I dashed out of the house, I nicely packed it into a tupperware and took two spoons, hoping that it would taste nice, though it smells sour. . and when i brought it to school. . nobody seemed to like it, it all went down my esophagus to my stomach. . it was nice !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ah!! I didn't mention my first experience?? my family went to Cameron Highlands and got loads of stawberries and then, my brother went again and got another lot. So, the first lot goes to the strawberry crepe and the second, to the steamed egg. . I added loads of sugar into the egg mixture and stir it and dabbed my finger into it and to my tongue. . I remembered once that, my mom was sleeping, so I did a steamed meat and pickles, I did not know how much salt and sugar to put , ended up tasting the egg-meat-pickles concentrated smelly mixture at the tip of my tongue. . thinking that it was perfectly normal until I confronted my mom.. I said,"MOM!! You did that all the time, didnt you?" "You're such a stupid girl, since when did I do that gross thing?" and she nagged at me for not learning how to cook properly. . I had a dilemma then, BUT HEY, I DID WASH OFF THAT THING OFF MY TONGUE, I MERELY TASTED IT. . okay, then, come back to the story, I rinsed my mouth and then, poured the mixture into the wok, in hope that it would turn out to be a nice, thin piece of crepe. . it didn't. . bad, it burnt badly even though I was totally aware of it, the top of the egg was still wriggling, so I thought, just give it a little more time before I turn it over, worst, I didn't add the strawberries which was a abandoned at the corner. . and then, after the my second experience, I realised, luckily I didnt put it in, or it will smell like, burnt-strawberry-juice. . in the end, I stirred the egg around, throwing away the burnt bits and then, chopped it into small pieces and then, put them on a plate, mix it with all the strawberries and thousand island sauce. . it WAS A PERFECT EGG-STRAWBERRY SALAD!! I named it *natural blusher* some ppl tasted it not my donuttoes. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sam said that I made too weird dishes. . I don't think so actually, just because it's new to them, I JUST HAVENT GOT THE STEPS right yet, I will, soon..and they'll be coming after me for another helping. . but too bad, I'll be working at a 7 diamond hotel as the lead chef. . *begans to dream*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'll make for all of you one day, and you'll all love it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/6520349557757023377-8410350085510427645?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8410350085510427645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-relieved-night-cause-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/8410350085510427645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/8410350085510427645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-relieved-night-cause-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-6621040893081267317</id><published>2008-09-24T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:04:11.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My name is Ah Shuen-kun, you've gotta prob with that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Okay..okay..*snorts* I shall emphasize that THIS IS NOT WRITTEN BY SHUEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Yeap..that will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;It was insane today. I was EXTREMELY EXCITED eversince the day TVXQ! announced their album release date.. And today, news came up and it was DELAYED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;*crash* Yeah, chinnie broke her skull due to a major hit on the keyboard. She ended up bandaging her head like a mummy and grinned like a maniac. What on earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;At last I can rap for Mirotic.. but I'm just so so so disspointed that their album wasn't released today. Aissshh. . . I wonder what happened. . I'll investigate it. . *smiles crookedly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You're the color of my song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I run my fingers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;on the last untouched piece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dust stained my palm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;as I reveal the secret beneath it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You were once,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;just like it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you let them suffocate you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you never fight back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I wonder why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you let it go so easily,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;just one blow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you will see your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You were once,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;telling me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;blue was your color,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You never believed me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when I shut my eyes tight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;giggling faintly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;telling you how much I hated blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;because it was hurting me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to see you hurt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;in every single way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the blind world has done to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You claimed that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;blue was the perfect color for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and you didn't realise that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to bleach that color,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and wake you up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;from your nightmare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and let you know that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you are the color of my song,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it will never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the color that I am smudging madly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;proudly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;comes from you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The real color of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;is you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-6621040893081267317?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6621040893081267317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-name-is-ah-shuen-kun-youve-gotta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6621040893081267317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6621040893081267317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-name-is-ah-shuen-kun-youve-gotta.html' title='My name is Ah Shuen-kun, you&apos;ve gotta prob with that?'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-4877434040402032898</id><published>2008-09-23T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:39:06.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>attention my cutest chin...</title><content type='html'>chin arr,&lt;br /&gt;how could you be so crazy of them : )&lt;br /&gt;your post arr remember to put your name there arr i don't want people to think i am so crazy of them...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; love you so much.. you are my cutest marshmallow... remember arr i want to see you so happy... every single day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;yvonne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-4877434040402032898?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4877434040402032898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/attention-my-cutest-chin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/4877434040402032898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/4877434040402032898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/attention-my-cutest-chin.html' title='attention my cutest chin...'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-4497429097319496306</id><published>2008-09-23T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:05:13.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;listening to Mirotic-getting herotic under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot!! Tomorrow is the day!! When you see all fans celebrating the great day!! Dongbang's fourth album is officially on sale tomorrow!!!! I will be one of them, grabbing as many as I could, though my purse is screaming for mercy. . . what's different in me is that.. lol..let's keep it as a secret..XD ahhh..I'm so so so so so anticipating for it!!!!! ^^ Mirotic mv is.. is.. FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG!!!!!!! I thought I was going to die on the keys.. I got mirotic-ied at the first beat. . . Thank you dongbang, you killed me with your major hotness. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..short, brief comment about the mv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong improved so much in his dance, he's suave and comfortable now..one word, I mean, two.. HOTNESS ERUPTS his yeah~yeah~ got me just like that. . *grins and dies* that endless charisma and spirit, pricks my skin, makes me go ALL MAD!!!!!!!!! *squeezes Jae and grabs into room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo and his bad boy style, his charismatic style when he dance, AND I TELL YOU, his singing will bring you to heaven without you realising it cause you will be melting and then, die because of his manly and yet, smooth singing. *grabs YunHo into room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JunSu's hair was getting more like Bosco Wong. Plus Bosco has his jaw-alike. . OMG..okay, let's not talk about this. JunSu's dance got me into a girlfriend moment already. . not fangirllie dehh..he's mah boy!!! love the way he sways around, i died in happiness. *grabs Su into room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin, the tallest is always keeping his talents in dancing back because of his height. But, LOOK AT HIM NOW!! The stage is his!!! Now, who's the man!! ChoiKang ChangMiN! Who's the man, say again! ChoiKang,Choikang Changmin! WWWHOOO??? CHOIKANG~~~ CHANGMIN!!!!!!!!! and vocal wise, one word, awesome! great improvement for our magnae..love him to bits. *kicks Emi and grabs Min to room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOOCHUN!! OMG, he's so so so HOT! This rapper has improved so much in his vocals and dance!! YooChun de SIzzLing Hot Babehhh!! XDD I laughed when I think back That YUnHo used to say that Jae and CHun is so so so stiff when they first dance, LOOK AT THEM NOW!!!!!! YEEEEE HAHHHH~~~~ Get it going babess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the stylists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That bald guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With bad taste, and a sinister laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knows nothing about fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horny and pokerfaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mah boys are just too handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if they're bald,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glimpse of them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes you melt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begging for mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOTNESS OVERLOADS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-4497429097319496306?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4497429097319496306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/listening-to-mirotic-getting-herotic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/4497429097319496306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/4497429097319496306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/listening-to-mirotic-getting-herotic.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-1309750215394931128</id><published>2008-09-22T13:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:05:34.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUOLLAH MUOLLAHH!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today was so much fun, I know this sounds stupid, but yinming and vivien were so funny that things were much nicer then, today, i didn't peek at him. Seeing him will only make things worst, I need to wake up!! Okay..let's not talk about him again. OHH YAHHH!! VONNIE AND SAMMIE made me so so so so so so so so embarassed today!!!!!! *stares at yvonne* You wanna say you didnt do anything right?? Okay, sure, what's with the "CHin wants to talk to you, she wanna tell you something.." WHEREAS I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY AT ALL??!!! ISNT IT OBVIOUS???!!! I pei lei dei wan sei already lahhh!! *hides in closet* I'm not inside!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White T is such a sweet guy, yeah..he felt like an older brother instead cause I'm even more childish than him..however.. JaeJoong lookalike seemed sad today.... I don't know why, but I think exams are strangling him..no worries,WH, you can do it!! YOu will excel!! Cause I know you can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Even myself is confused of what I'm talking, first is white T, then WH, lol..look how tvxq influence me..XDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;.................................... I feel so bad now..........I did look at him.......... YunHo and JAEJOONG GOT ME INTO THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I will be so so so so so so so so so so DEAD if there's another Junsu alike or YooChun alike OR CHANGMIN ALIKE!!!!!!!!! Last year, there was!! CHANGMIN ALIKE!! DAMMITTTT!! He's gone!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Why do I sound like those bitches?? DARN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Okay, I'm suchan IDIOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-1309750215394931128?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/1309750215394931128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/muollah-muollahh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/1309750215394931128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/1309750215394931128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/muollah-muollahh.html' title='MUOLLAH MUOLLAHH!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3281919064130768436</id><published>2008-09-21T21:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:05:51.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was a frigging long day.. I'm sitting here, squeezing my huge plushie dog because it smells good..or because it's the only thing for me to talk to.. Papa and Kohkoh left us for UAE and I did my best not to cry there..Papa came to hug me and I gave him a big squeeze before shoo-ing him away or else I'm going to burst into tears.. at last, I broke down in the car, Mama is in her room, shedding her tears and tearing my hearts to bits.. I could just wipe her tears but the pain remains in her heart.. This is Life, isn't it? Human strive to survive in the world, there are bitter and sweet.. I will wish that I don't belong to this world.. where tears are our companion when we are lonely.. laughters are so impermanent.. The only times that we are happy is when our loved ones are with us.. Smiling together is the true meaning of reuniting.. And I love all of them..with that, I will learn, I will adapt to all this realistic truth but I will make their lives better..I will bring smiles to them, I'll make them proud, I'll make them keep faith that tomorrow will be better, I'll love them always always and forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered how my Papa always tell me that, The Power of Now.. is what I should learn from.. he told me to tolerate, and learn about every single thing in the world, to be humble to every single person, to treat everyone sincerely, to not tell lies, to always be spiritually strong, and..to love my family and friends.. I remembered, Papa, I do remember them.. though I'm still far from your expectations, your daughter me, is proud to have you in her life. I love you, Papa.. I will take care of Mama.. don't you worry, I will protect her and love her like I've always do, forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I stepped into the airport, I felt a gust of wind that chilled me down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that he was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3281919064130768436?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3281919064130768436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-was-frigging-long-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3281919064130768436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3281919064130768436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-was-frigging-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-8608794197830445185</id><published>2008-09-19T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:06:07.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;If people say loving someone is to let them go to find for their happiness or never let them go and hold them tightly. I will choose to never love at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6520349557757023377-8608794197830445185?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8608794197830445185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-people-say-loving-someone-is-to-let.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/8608794197830445185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/8608794197830445185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-people-say-loving-someone-is-to-let.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-896978284178938760</id><published>2008-09-19T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:47:49.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>millions hurtful reasons...</title><content type='html'>you said you want to explain.. you said it wasn't something bad.. you made my hopes went high.. you crushes it all by saying millions hurtful reasons to cover the mistakes that you have made.. every reason you let it out was full of anger... i said nothing when you were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;explaining.. why? why would the hot tempered me just kept quiet when you shoot me with millions reasons that every single one of them has the intention to stab into my heart ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i never met someone that are like you before.. you are really very different.. you can't be sure of what are you doing.. when the moment you said... *i have got over her* i couldn't believe you anymore.. the trust..the respect from me to you just vanished like that *snap*.... let things flow the way there are suppose to.. it might take a long time for me to forget you but i rather too then waiting for you to mend back the heart that you have stab with millions hurtful reasons...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-yvonne-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-896978284178938760?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/896978284178938760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/millions-hurtful-reasons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/896978284178938760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/896978284178938760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/millions-hurtful-reasons.html' title='millions hurtful reasons...'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-7937172721191094799</id><published>2008-09-19T14:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:06:27.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey! Don't bring me down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Did not go to school today, regretted it so much..the reason? I missed my donuts so much! Grrr!! I woke up at 7 today and heard my mom waking me up, i was like, mumbling I don't want to go sheepishly..and she was nagging at me when my sis said, "Aiyo, nevermind la, let her sleep.." and just like that, my mom close the door. I felt myself smiling and stared at my sis with my eyes half closed and then, dozed off again. XDD Yesterday, we all went for ShoGun, then I remembered that vonnie said she's eating steamboat also.. LOL..I was walking like a DUCKK!!! XDD after all the practices and runs, my joints were so sore!! XDDD Can't help laughing at myself all the time while walking. It was so funny!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going to get my jab, maybe this time I will be brave, or I will knock out, everytime I stare at that needle, so many things come to my mind, as if I'm GOING TO DIE!! XDDDD but it wasn't that painful afterall, compared to all the pain and sufferings and tears of people who are less fortunate, they have to get so many jabs everyday, go through operations, but mostly, feeling lonely and scared.. I really want to go to each and everyone of them, hold their hands tightly and hug them tightly.. let them know, I will never give up on them forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Vonnie, I didn't want to go China cause..I know I will miss all of you so much..one week is like so so so so long..I will cry like shit if I were to leave.. don't say anything, that's me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Going to China will give me a nice feeling that I'm nearer to them, him..but, the nearer I am to them, I want to be right beside them, forever. But, I need to wake up, it will never come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I told Sam that I never believe in fate. I told Sam, that as long as we keep faith, as long as we keep moving forward, dreams will come true. I want her to hold onto this. Even though..I'm shaking with great fear, because of this word, "we are meant to be" if I cling on to that, I'm letting fate to play with our relationships, we'll always fear for what's gonna happen tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If I were to wait, I will wait forever. I fear no death, because I have you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-7937172721191094799?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7937172721191094799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-dont-bring-me-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/7937172721191094799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/7937172721191094799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-dont-bring-me-down.html' title='Hey! Don&apos;t bring me down!'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-7791884825056940089</id><published>2008-09-18T15:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:06:48.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Today, as I walked away, I couldn't help but turn back to look at you once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Or I was just looking look at everyone in one shot and turn away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;What a Liar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Yesterday, our eyes met thrice. Or should I say, my eyes met your eyes, cause I was staring at your every action yesterday. I couldn't even smile and just continued ransacking the student's bag. Just like that, we didn't look anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I wonder hows dongbang doing, their album's coming out on the 24th , it must be a busy moment for them.. Days are getting harder, that's what comes out from people's mouth everytime when they face challenges.. I kept denying it, cause I know, I have to get going for those people who I love..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I still remember the day when I love you, it was unforgettable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My first love, My only love, My Forever Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Have many sweets days my dears..I pray that God will bless you all..keep a strong faith because we have one another.. be well, I Love You.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-7791884825056940089?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7791884825056940089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-as-i-walked-away-i-couldnt-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/7791884825056940089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/7791884825056940089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-as-i-walked-away-i-couldnt-help.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-6403876326884934416</id><published>2008-09-17T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:18:28.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaaha. I shall grace everyone with my presence. :) School today was fun. It was funny, hanging out with smelly and stinky. They're a bunch of jokers. :P&lt;br /&gt;Ehehee.. Chin.. Ehehhee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah! &gt;&lt; style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Beaturisu&lt;/span&gt; is coming down to Malaysia on the 7th of December, if I'm not mistaken. Yatta nya!! *Jumps around and start singing random patriotic songs.. don't ask me why* This time, we have to entertain her and hang out with her. Yeshu yeshu! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;YOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yawn.. Oyasumi. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-6403876326884934416?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6403876326884934416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/zzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6403876326884934416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6403876326884934416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/zzzz.html' title='Zzzz'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3181946530548101719</id><published>2008-09-17T20:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:07:18.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn back once and look at me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SND_sq904CI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KeZOlMLWRC8/s1600-h/Grouphug2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246974708799561762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px" height="416" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SND_sq904CI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KeZOlMLWRC8/s320/Grouphug2%5B1%5D.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands trembled,&lt;br /&gt;scrambling blindly,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes blurred,&lt;br /&gt;hot tears flowed freely,&lt;br /&gt;I wiped them off,&lt;br /&gt;but others followed,&lt;br /&gt;I paused,&lt;br /&gt;and shut my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;listening,&lt;br /&gt;I could only hear myself,&lt;br /&gt;crying my heart out,&lt;br /&gt;so immatured, if that's what you call it,&lt;br /&gt;People say,&lt;br /&gt;Things like Love is normal,&lt;br /&gt;It is everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;Songs, poems, everything..&lt;br /&gt;But they do not know,&lt;br /&gt;What's supporting it,&lt;br /&gt;Is actually the strong faith&lt;br /&gt;kept deep inside my heart,&lt;br /&gt;She was an Angel, a perfect ChunSa,&lt;br /&gt;She was right there with you,&lt;br /&gt;Eversince the first page you written about how&lt;br /&gt;special she was..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to be a sweet heart like her,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to be a generous lover,&lt;br /&gt;seeing you, protecting her in every single way,&lt;br /&gt;Can't show,&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell,&lt;br /&gt;Can't let you know,&lt;br /&gt;That, eversince you came to my life,&lt;br /&gt;You are my heart mind and soul.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me to give up, or forget,&lt;br /&gt;Cause you knew that,&lt;br /&gt;I have only loved you, Once and for all..&lt;br /&gt;So, just shut up,&lt;br /&gt;I don't hope for more,&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch over you,&lt;br /&gt;protecting you in every single way,&lt;br /&gt;that's my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3181946530548101719?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3181946530548101719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-hands-trembled-scrambling-blindly-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3181946530548101719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3181946530548101719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-hands-trembled-scrambling-blindly-my.html' title='Turn back once and look at me'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SND_sq904CI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KeZOlMLWRC8/s72-c/Grouphug2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-8043190668690609639</id><published>2008-09-17T14:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:07:36.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh~~ sufuuuu~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Was having a bad tummyache this morning, but when I see my donuttoes, I was alright again..We walked under the burning sun home, I thought I was going to die of dehydration and then, SAM!! the car was coming and I was like, SAM! Then, guess what?? SHE SNEEZED!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;XXXXDDDDDDDDD SHE'S ALWAYS DOING THINGS AT THE WRONG TIME!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PWAAAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Seriously, she needs a boyfriend who can take good care of her..she's sucha silly donut..^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Vonnie was so fierce in the restaurant but I find it so funny to see her so furious at the workers..XDDD The people really freaked out whey..I felt bad but of course, vonne has her point there too...*looks around* ffuuh..she's not here..*wipes sweat* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vonne told me about his eng name..LOL..my white T XP I felt like dying of laughters when I heard his eng name, it was so...ENGLISH!! LOL!! but..when slowly, okay okay..very fast, I find it so CUTEEE!!!! XDDDD I'm gonna kena strangle by yvonne already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today during sportcheck, IT'S like he's doing all the job..the others talking only, I can see those people, watch out shishitoes!!!! hmph!! I know he really wanted to let seniors know that he's doing his very best, I wonder why didn't he volunteer to work for Suren..I mean like, some would want to work and show it..but..I think, he wants to do his best for now..and not be involved in those first..oh well, AT LEAST I think so..heeeeyyyy!! What are you laughing at, SAM!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My dear white T, though there are something that I still can't get right, whether I'm still living in my fantasy, or I'm seeing the reflection of him in you..but ..you're never him..you'll never going to be him..she said I was just rejecting the truth and wrapping up my feelings, I don't know how to explain it..but no one would believe me that, whether things are real or not.. I love him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6520349557757023377-8043190668690609639?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8043190668690609639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahhh-sufuuuu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/8043190668690609639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/8043190668690609639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahhh-sufuuuu.html' title='Ahhh~~ sufuuuu~~'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-2706653966987987980</id><published>2008-09-16T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:19:36.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will dream come true?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="text-align: center; line-height: 0"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;school school school.. so annoying.. so much work to do.. projects? tugasan? duties? minutes? bio? chem? sej? so much to do : (&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haizzz.. wish you were there to hold me tight, protect me like how you did in the dream.. i will wait for your explanation but my hopes will never be high... as i cannot afford to let you hurt anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yvonne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-2706653966987987980?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2706653966987987980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/will-dream-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2706653966987987980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2706653966987987980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/will-dream-come-true.html' title='will dream come true?'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-6756348004888118787</id><published>2008-09-15T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:07:52.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At last, I've done my poem for Thursday.. listening to JOO and Taeyeon's song entitled, Because of a Man. After listening to Euwing about TaeYeon crying while singing If..when the black sea swallowed up the pink river, it hurts me a lot.. I can feel TaeYeon's passion and determination to become a singer..and yet, people judge her unfairly.. Why didn't he come up and protect her? Loving someone means to protect someone.. She is taking all the bashings alone!! Stand up for you both, JunSu!!! I hate it everytime I see or hear that you and TaeYeon have been having a nice sweet relationship.. and now, I hate it more when you've done nothing to protect her from all this harassment!! It's in your hands whether you want to make her feel secure and let her know that you're always by her side no matter what happens.. That's the KimJunSu that I know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, days sucked. I couldn't say more about it. I want to always stay in my childhood, dreaming of where to go the next day and have fun with my family. but I realise, childhood isn't the moments of a person being a child..but, the memories gained as we grow older.. but, can I just have a nice kiddy-moment for a day? I want to spent time with my nieces and nephews at the park and run around till I couldn't anymore and lay on the soft, smooth grass and slowly fall asleep on it. The smooth wind will be my loyal company when I'm sleeping, and shady clouds will be my friends, keeping me comfortable.. Then, I'll get back to What I Used to Be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh GOD! If I'm so pessimistic everyday, very soon I'll turn into a jerk, kicking everyone's asses whenever I walk pass..XDDD oh well, like I don't now, I just hit their asses..XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIMJUNSU!!!!!! You'd BETTER GET UP AND PROTECT HER!! Or I'LL REDUCE THE CHOCOLATES CHIPS IN YOUR COOKIES!!!!! GRRR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-6756348004888118787?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6756348004888118787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/at-last-ive-done-my-poem-for-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6756348004888118787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6756348004888118787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/at-last-ive-done-my-poem-for-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-939253338232399268</id><published>2008-09-15T16:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:08:27.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Urrrgghh..the sivic project is damn sickening..So fed-up of it..and moreover, got so fed-up of Sam just now in tuition..oh well, she's gonna say that I'm too kecil hati, JOKE ONLY WHAT..that's all she will say..WHY CAN'T SHE EVER UNDERSTAND?? AS for me, I don't want to understand her..I don't want to know what's she's thinking..so so so irritating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I almost got to the stage to strangle myself when I have to say, yeah! I'm still going to be a prefect..SAM didn't even come and talk to me about it!!!!!! *cross* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SO, YES..I'M OFFICIALLY HATING SAM!! *lits fire and burns sam's dogs' tails* *evil grin* *roars into thunderous evil laughter* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I feel stupid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nowadays, my voice slowly turns into some weird croaking sound when I sing..It freaked me out like hell..I was like, OH SHHHIITTT!!! XDD I'll just keep practicing..just keep singing~ just keep singing~~ just keep singing singing~~ I'm DORY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OH SHITT!! THE POEM FOR THURSDAY!!! There goes my sleeping time, I've got to fly over to my uncle's place..*ffffiiiiiiiiiuuuuu*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6520349557757023377-939253338232399268?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/939253338232399268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/urrrgghh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/939253338232399268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/939253338232399268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/urrrgghh.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-998771268276070248</id><published>2008-09-15T06:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:08:45.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;This morning, I got up, feeling so empty..my stomach..XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I felt so lonely,eating that piece of mooncake and recalling of the past. I remembered how I missed the people I love..how hard I cried, the pain shot my heart like a razor..I hate it when I have to pretend to be so-alright about it.. I hate it when I have to say, not having you with me is TOTALLY FINE, and that, I will watch you from far, praying for you all the time, that's my happiness..I hate it.. but, I want to always see you being yourself, doing what you want to do most, and..love who you love......We are from two different world, so different that everytime I think of it, there's only fear and pain. You're loved by millions of people..while I'm just a normal person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Till now, I will always want to see you happy..please keep smiling..I will always pray for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-998771268276070248?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/998771268276070248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-morning-i-got-up-feeling-so-empty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/998771268276070248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/998771268276070248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-morning-i-got-up-feeling-so-empty.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-2847922019193697298</id><published>2008-09-14T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:09:05.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sam, I'd better if you don't post anything now..plus, I don't want your dog or your cat..or your love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vonne ah, don't be down, cheer up. I'm sure your grandma is watching you from above, she is one of the million glittering stars, shining the brightest on you..lighting up your heart, chasing off all the loneliness away, giving you endless warmth..she will always be in your heart..she made you realise that you have so many more other people that loves you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All this while, everytime I see happy children with their grandparents having breakfast in a kopitiam, I will feel especially happy..Love comes in all sorts of way..how I wished to be as lucky as those kids..but I'm very satisfied now that my grandmother is with me now, telling me all types of stories of the past, of how she was forced to marry my grandpa..XD and how grandpa wanted to hold her hand..how wars affect their lives..plus making breakfast for me early in the morning which gave me strength to go for exam..I love her so much..I could do anything to make her happy..I know she will still be by my side when I got married and accompany me when I have to take care of my children..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vonnie, missing someone is really painful.. I just want to grab hold of the person I miss so much and never let go..and I never believe in such thing as fate, cause I only believe that there's such thing as Love..when you have it, you've got it..you will know what to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-2847922019193697298?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2847922019193697298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/sam-id-better-if-you-dont-post-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2847922019193697298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2847922019193697298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/sam-id-better-if-you-dont-post-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-5747979717198078802</id><published>2008-09-14T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:35:15.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling like an unlighted lantern...</title><content type='html'>erm.. let put it this way... it has been so long that i never lighted a candle and so is a lantern... as today is the moon cake festival... usually my grandma would be the one who will be there talking to me when i am playing with my colourful candles, dragon/rabbit/fish(cute cute ones) lantern and FIRE... haha...thinking about it, i was so cute.. after the session i will definately have a red red cheek.. but she is no longer here now... : ( very hard for me to find back the feeling again.. i miss her... i miss her terribly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was sitting alone in the living room.. i was thinking about him... i am not hiding it... i realy miss him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling like an unlighted lantern,&lt;br /&gt;yvonne....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-5747979717198078802?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5747979717198078802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/feeling-like-unlighted-lantern.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5747979717198078802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5747979717198078802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/feeling-like-unlighted-lantern.html' title='feeling like an unlighted lantern...'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-5726040566537936347</id><published>2008-09-14T21:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:17:34.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hara Hetta :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hrm.. Something's wrong with the blog posts when I log in.. Is it me or is there a chatbox in the middle of nowhere? When I click "New Post", somehow, this annoying chatbox appears and blocks my beautiful and meaningful post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it seems like my two besties are facing some troubles and tribulations with their lives. What am I to do for them? I shall declare my undying love to them and shower them with my ever-so-admiringly holy aura. Ahahhaa. I was just kidding. :P I can only do so much... I'd do anything for them to be happy though. So, Vonne and Chin, right now, all I can offer you is my love and my dogs(plus metta, if you've taken a liking towards her). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am not feeling audacious or courageous enough to post an update about my or our personal lives. I am rather scared of my friends' wrath. :P Maybe some other time? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a BM summary to do. Yuckity yuck. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Vonne, you have a better option here. *Points at myself* Ehehe. I'm a better boyfriend. :) Chin, decide what you feel comfortable with. I'll still love you no matter what. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to give you both my trademark bear hug, but seeing my current situation, I can't do that. Maybe I can send them to you via e-mail. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Sammy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-5726040566537936347?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5726040566537936347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/hara-hetta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5726040566537936347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5726040566537936347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/hara-hetta.html' title='Hara Hetta :('/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-5715911455198838657</id><published>2008-09-13T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:09:46.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't know how to help you, my dear, I can only lend you my shoulder to cry on, and my ear to listen to all your words and my heart to care and love you..just let things be as they are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will always love my donuts, topped with extra sugar ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6520349557757023377-5715911455198838657?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5715911455198838657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-know-how-to-help-you-my-dear-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5715911455198838657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5715911455198838657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-know-how-to-help-you-my-dear-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-7944841116967856806</id><published>2008-09-13T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:47:10.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a sweet donut...</title><content type='html'>chinnie... awwww... i know i am sweet *wink* hahaha... sam you better buck up... chinie kun i really want you to be by our side all the time.. without you both of us will fall.. as you promised that you will not let us fall...please chinnie.. stand by us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinie *show sad face* could i forget him? could you help me? i am so hopeless.... can i separate studies and him.. : ( looking at him, going near her...eye sore.. heartache.. the feeling is really sucks.. hopefully i will be able to survive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;vonnie.....kun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-7944841116967856806?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7944841116967856806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-sweet-donut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/7944841116967856806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/7944841116967856806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-sweet-donut.html' title='i am a sweet donut...'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-8979877270391992383</id><published>2008-09-13T14:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:10:05.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's coming nearer..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Fuuhh..after my cheong hei vonnie gave me a long lecture, finally, I got my time out to take a sip of my tasty water..seriously, can she be any sweeter than she is now?? I thought I was going to melt down, didn't know that she was actually so sweet..XDDD jkjk..later I got a big kick on my butt next week..vonnie! I'll listen to you..promise....KYYYAA!! As for Sam, she's so horrible!! I was talking to her over the phone and she gave it to a guy in between our convo!! SAM! I know u got bf lahhh..no need to boast about it!! *crosses arms* you'll see..you'll see..*glares* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Just like the song that vonne asked me to sing, I'll never let you fall, I'll stand up for you forever, I'll be there for you through it all, even if saving you sends me to heaven..Yes, they're just words, Yet, so deep, so real that we're going through it..vonne ah, you've once said that you can differentiate between studies and feelings, so, you'll be alright through it all..to you, maybe you really think so, you'll be studying then, once you finish studying, you realise, you're trapped again, blurred with emotions, feeling helpless..I don't know how to help you, but I can give you lotsa love..*draws many heartshapes* then, you won't be sad anymore, right? *huggs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;People always say that either one choose friend or he/she choose their lover, to me, it must come together, just like treacle pudding, you can't have a treacle pudding without a hot, sticky treacle sauce with the pudding!! XDD..guess I'm too hungryy..I'm alone at home with my sis, and she made me cook 3 cups full of rice and make a big fried rice for her to bring to her friend's house..and I have to starve and eat nothing..grrr.. k la k la..talk too much ady..getting hungrier..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;SAM!!! I WILL COME AFTER YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;PS: Another day to go before I have to decide what's best for those who I love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-8979877270391992383?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8979877270391992383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-coming-nearer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/8979877270391992383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/8979877270391992383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-coming-nearer.html' title='It&apos;s coming nearer..'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-2824227364937707560</id><published>2008-09-12T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:35:43.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My dear yvonne, though I also do not know why, days are getting harder for us, it seems like God is giving us a test, so tough that I fear to think of what's gonna happen tomorrow.. but that feeling is over..cause when I have my family, I have my loved person,and I DIDN'T FORGET YOU AND SAM LAHHHH XDD!!..I feel very contented and thankful to God, I'm brave enough to go through every test..I wake up with a smile on my face, and even if I were to break down and cry,when I'm thinking of all of you, you all are the reasons that I'm still standing..I appreciate every single of you, so so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Don't cry, my dear..I'm sticking beside you and always ready to give you Sam's trademark hug..&lt;br /&gt;I will sing all the colours of life with you, sam will be our background dancer..we believe in one another, we be each other's guardian angel..I don't want this to end, till we grow old together, we will be the 100 year old buddies, all the toothless grandmother together..Do I call that a promise? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-2824227364937707560?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2824227364937707560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-dear-yvonne-though-i-also-do-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2824227364937707560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2824227364937707560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-dear-yvonne-though-i-also-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-2760396603997464020</id><published>2008-09-12T17:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:54:39.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month and 10 days of truthful memories...</title><content type='html'>(cough cough cough) annoying cough... suffering from it every single day.. but i would still like to take this opportunity to tell you how i have always felt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i could not believe the cute and sweet feeling in me to you would grow with the presence of trees, bugs, muds, leeches and many more little creatures.. ( the day that a whole community were having their best time in their life )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;2&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; of August&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the day that we make our promise - our very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;first day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;from that day onwards the way we look at each other was already in another specific way.. i always wanted to hide my flaws from you and gain your compliments... but never once you compliment me.. not even a single word that would bring me to joy.. instead you always tease me and laugh or take whatever serious matter that i tell you, humorously... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;after more than a week.. i know you way better than last time.. i know you do not like to be serious in almost all the things.. you want to take things lightheartedly... you always wanted happiness to be in your routine...but you never even thought of responsibilities that you have to carry or even about me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;after thinking for a few nights, i have to make the decision that i never thought i will make.. is to let you go (that was what you wanted at the beginning of the day) i am sorry that i have wasted so much of your time.. when the decision was made, the feelings begin to fade..till no more.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;as your important exams are coming, i was worried about you.. thinking how playful you are... would you be able to cope up? i came up with something that i thought it will be easier for you to go on with your tasks... as i was preparing for the surprise.. the long lost feeling had returned.. was it worthy to prepare so much for you as i have a lot of crisis that i have to come to a solution? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;8th of September..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the day that i can't explain with words.. it was supposed to be a memorable day... but it wasn't after all... disappointment is the only word that is appropriate to describe the feeling in me.. you told me the secret that you have been hiding from day one... how could you be so cruel? so mean? i always thought my smile and my presence mean a lot to you (as that was what you said) but actually you just needed me to be there (beside you) to replace someone that you have longing for .. not even realizing you had hurt me, you expected me to accept it.. and be happy for you being very honest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of September 2008...&lt;/span&gt; the day that i would really want things to come to an end.. my close friend, she is hurt.. badly hurt.. emotionally..as i know what was the reason causes her pain, tears were already accumulating at my eyes as they were waiting for me to give a signal that would allow them to flow.. as i know what is the meaning of letting go.. and giving up.. *****, i am giving up.. i do not want anything anymore.. stay away.. let me go.. let today be a very important day to me.. as i would like to declare that me and you has come to an end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ykjy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. knowing you secretly looking at me... really causes me to throw a thousands words at you that wanted you to know... i really don't hate you.. go for her as there are uncountable reasons that she is better than me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-2760396603997464020?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2760396603997464020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-month-and-10-days-of-truthful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2760396603997464020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2760396603997464020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-month-and-10-days-of-truthful.html' title='1 month and 10 days of truthful memories...'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-5760465201558741824</id><published>2008-09-12T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:10:29.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;If that's what people do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I will never do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I want to sink into the first blooming flowers of spring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and not the last to shiver in the cold winter alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I will come for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;If you're lost alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;in the dark night of the cold winter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I will come for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;If you're trapped,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;in the deepest dungeons,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I will show you the world beyond what you can see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;where miracles and hopes are no longer what they seemed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and that's when, Love comes and bring them back, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;telling the whole world that tomorrow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;there will be all of us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;hand in hand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I swear I will never leave anyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;back there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;alone in the merciless darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;With Love, I will bring you to where all rainbows glitters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Keep faith that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;we will all feel the first touch of sakura this spring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6520349557757023377-5760465201558741824?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-1735184401397112972</id><published>2008-09-12T14:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:10:49.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Stuffing all those food into my mouth, I feel like puking at my brother's face. CALL HIMSELF A BROTHER!!!!! I saw some stupid pictures on my screen and it was fking annoying..while eating, I was totally depressed, dad thought I was sad over the prefect stuff and spoke lotsa stuff, my whole family nagged at me, and when my brother spoke, I simply told him to shut up..my sis yelled over the table, I wanna throw my plate at her face. I didn't even speak a word, stuffing all the food like a hungry wolf and stormed off. It was my first lunch with dad at home since he came back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In school, I did my best to control my emotions. I really did. When I see him, I just feel so bad..so so bad. I couldn't do anything for him anymore..I know how much he wanted to be at the top..I gave up first, being selfish, deep inside me, screaming for a solution. I know he can do it, I will always pray for him....I always ask myself, why him? It's all because that he's like JungYunHo?? Why am I so concern of whatever he does? I couldn't even be myself when he was around, cause I know, I would frightened him away.. BUT, I ALWAYS FAILED TO DO SO. My donuts are so much smarter compared to me, they're so capable, they will help him. I'm sure of that.. Since today is the last day, I do not have any regrets, I have no reason that I shouldn't let go of it, especially when my friends seemed so happy now..when I hear someone saying teamwork, I wanna throw my chair at her face.. She simply DOES NOT UNDERSTAND the JUNIOR's feelings, and it will give her a nice lesson if this continues. I feel so much lighter and comfortable when I'm hugging my pillow and recalling all my sweet memories of being a prefect than being one NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;On Monday, My NEW DAY. I shall go see him no more. I will never even peek already. I will just wear my WHITE UNIFORM and walk into the school, calling myself, ChinZheShuen, whom I never knew..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-1735184401397112972?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/1735184401397112972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/1735184401397112972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/stuffing-all-those-food-into-my-mouth-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3019912176661127993</id><published>2008-09-10T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:54:57.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are just like them...</title><content type='html'>once you said that you do not want to be like them.. but you are just like them... don't put the blame on others or being a BOY thingy...it is your problem.. i am too naive (like what my brother say.. why is he always right all the time) and probably stupid to think you would be the one to brighten my day.. until right now you still do not know who i am.. who am i? just an ordinary girl? Do you know to ignore the message you sent is harder than anything else.. what about stop thinking of you? I hope you will get to see this note and understand what am i feeling inside.. you are not that important anymore.. no longer special anymore... you said you want to take sam's place in my heart... sorry, her position in my heart can't be replaced by you or even anyone... go for her who you are not able to forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yvonne-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3019912176661127993?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3019912176661127993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-are-just-like-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3019912176661127993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3019912176661127993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-are-just-like-them.html' title='you are just like them...'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-6316285850391368270</id><published>2008-08-29T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:26:21.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Justice Prevail</title><content type='html'>Sam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things have been happening over the last few days.. Complications, Misunderstandings, Impediments, Anguish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could do something about this.. but who am I kidding? Myself? I have tried what I could.. but what I did was futile.. It is so heartbreaking to see the people I care about, being so poignant.. so miserable.. I could see clear evidence on their faces. Their crestfallen expressions pointed to that of disappointment and hurt.. whether it was to me or to another, I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what I wish to say is.. To attain happiness, one must have compassion for others, and most importantly for yourself. Be kind towards yourself as you, as a person, play an important role in everyone's life. Don't belittle yourself. Please, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Don't..&lt;/span&gt; Strive for success.. strive to attain happiness. But&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;assume just yet, that the future will go according to how you planned it to be. Although sooner or later it might, right now, all that matters is the knowledge.. The profound meaning behind these words.. "The Future is Uncertain". The only way we can earn happiness through this is to change our attitude.. our opinion about life. Forget about the past, forget about the future. Just do what you think is right. Follow your heart and your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys. Please be okay after this whole crap that has been thrown towards us. I only wish for your happiness and compassion towards yourself. Please be okay soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-6316285850391368270?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6316285850391368270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-justice-prevail.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6316285850391368270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6316285850391368270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-justice-prevail.html' title='Let Justice Prevail'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3437348192348293498</id><published>2008-08-29T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:23:30.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Costume  is in the trend : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLf20bOOmTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hkRE_GtvF3A/s1600-h/HPIM1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239928071989926194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLf20bOOmTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hkRE_GtvF3A/s320/HPIM1058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLf1TBYjmYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HCLHltsn8_M/s1600-h/HPIM1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239926398606612866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLf1TBYjmYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HCLHltsn8_M/s320/HPIM1059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLf0ixjmBlI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ceRdt8tZvDQ/s1600-h/HPIM1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239925569724221010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLf0ixjmBlI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ceRdt8tZvDQ/s320/HPIM1055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLfyyECtnpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XRcwwjq6OGo/s1600-h/HPIM1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239923633361362578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLfyyECtnpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XRcwwjq6OGo/s320/HPIM1049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the only nice looking one... : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3437348192348293498?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3437348192348293498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/indian-costume-is-in-trend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-3730922835075301067</id><published>2008-08-29T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:32:05.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it is not important...</title><content type='html'>"it is not important, no one is capable to do it this year and most of the time is guy who handle the job..therefore, i have to cancel out Ketua Disiplin." - this is what she said... who is she referring to ? i really wonder.. isn't she being too mean to that person.. why people do that.. my brother told me " is nothing wrong to be young, never be naive... you are always like that..bla bla bla" what does he really mean? am i a bad sister? always wanted the world to go my way, is that me? i guess so since is my bro who said so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i , yvonne here would like to resign my position as a prefect.... bla bla " can i do that ? should i do that ? why must i do that ? questions are flying above my head.. would i be happy next year? can i get along? should i still be chained with the responsibilities that i wish i do not have to hold on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, i really wish you could show me a road that will lead me to happiness.. that is the only think i am seeking for.. show me the way that i would able to get closer to you... show me the way that i would able to show my strength and hide my weakness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little girl who can't find her way out of the dark room... - yvonne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3730922835075301067?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3730922835075301067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-6973798353249308939</id><published>2008-08-28T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:14:50.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i do have a heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;day was really a nightmare.. rain rain rain.. caught in the rain soaking wet... and of course fallen ill.. sick physically and also mentally... not to forget emotionally.. missed school today.. because of my two marshmallow.. i wanted to go to school to get something from the teacher but my two marshmallow told me to get some rest.. as i am an obedient child.. haha "finger cross" i went back to sleep.. there is this email that i received yesterday that causes me more pain internally, title "if you have a heart, pls read.." i can't stop my tears from flowing as i read the email.. Pain, disappointed, anger everything was there... what is wrong with me.. what is the thing that you don't like? what makes you think that i am not what i am? i seriously don't know.. you do not know what am i going throught, you do not know what responsibility i am holding on, you do not know what is the problems that i am facing... think properly and ask yourself again.. do you think i really don't have a heart? ask yourself why do i ignore you? why can't i ignore you? why must i force a smile to you? why must you be as mean as others to me ? why why why!!&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; i do have a heart... maybe it had been broken into pieces..&lt;/span&gt; or i should say it had never been recovered... you would be very sorry if you know what is going on but i will never wish to tell you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tears by, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;vonne..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-6973798353249308939?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6973798353249308939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-do-have-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6973798353249308939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/6973798353249308939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-do-have-heart.html' title='i do have a heart..'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-2983874468231807473</id><published>2008-08-26T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:56:58.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my two marshmallows..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alright you two...my turn to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;expresssss&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets put it in a good manner... today wasn't really a bad day... we got the posts we wanted, at least...erm... we are happy for a few hours...hermmm..maybe.. i don't want to blame anyone.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt; that happens has its reasons... all i know is the ONE above is always making the best of everything for us.. why not we just take it as a experience??hermmm.. a very GOOD experience?? aiyah, just call it a day.. You TWO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;marshmallows&lt;/span&gt; don't worry about vonnie here... remember i can get over everything as i have a POWdERFUL mother haha... i am very USED to it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;... seniors who always bully juniors are not worth even a single second of our life.. why care about them? all they know is " hey you, you are not good, you must change your attitude" or "this is your board, your problem why must we care...blah blah blah" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all they know... lame..&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;childish&lt;/span&gt;.. somemore? there are just too much to say.. don't worry you two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;marshmallows&lt;/span&gt; they will get their &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KARMA &lt;/span&gt;one day : ) ... i think they don't even know what is the meaning of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KARMA&lt;/span&gt;..ohhh poor thing : ( .. oh shoot i am cursing ... too bad cursing them is like a must thing to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really touched with what you two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;marshmallows&lt;/span&gt; wrote.. sharing this blog with you guys is really one of the luckiest thing in my life.. love you two &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;marshmallows &lt;/span&gt;a lot lot lot... &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*blushing*&lt;/span&gt; i will ensure you two &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;marshmallows&lt;/span&gt; will not be eaten by those lame people.. i will be your&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; cutest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;GUARDIAN angel&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aishiteru !!! watashi ...... suki..... anata noe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tempura/donut/pancake/cutest guardian angel/the EVIL yvonne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-2983874468231807473?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2983874468231807473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-two-marshmallow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2983874468231807473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2983874468231807473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-two-marshmallow.html' title='my two marshmallows..'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-2179194311550629867</id><published>2008-08-26T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:27:47.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grr..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;School today was.. well… totally inexpressible and utterly beyond words. It is somewhat disheartening and yet, at the same time, disappointing. Okay, maybe I'm being a tad bit melodramatic.. but... In times like these, no one is to be blamed. All for one, one for all, huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maybe Chin is right. Being Optimistic should be top priority for now. I have to do something.. Something within my boundaries.. but…how?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There should be a way that we can improve the board.. We need the help of the rest of the team though. Haha, despite all that, my two pancakes are always there for me. They are my pillars of support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Man.. right now, I am seriously in the midst of a brainstorming contest between my right brain and my left brain. Yeap, you heard me right. I support my left one though.. Hehe. Okay, back to the topic at hand.. I need to achieve something within my reach, but something seems to be blocking my way. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What annoying barrier would dare prevent me, the almighty, from acting?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grr.. Roar.. Eheks.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tasukete.. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maybe it is for the better. Ehehe. Yeah, maybe... Let's see how the winds of change handles this for herself. :) Ahaha. *Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-2179194311550629867?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2179194311550629867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/grr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2179194311550629867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/2179194311550629867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/grr.html' title='Grr..'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-5002381305402451355</id><published>2008-08-21T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:11:30.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Last Promise ~Chinie Kun~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Our Last Promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The moment,&lt;br /&gt;We just melted into each other’s embrace&lt;br /&gt;Signifying our last farewell&lt;br /&gt;Under the glittering rainbow,&lt;br /&gt;If you could remember,&lt;br /&gt;This is where,&lt;br /&gt;We made our pinky promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Forget me not,&lt;br /&gt;Our vows chiming in my head,&lt;br /&gt;Rehabilitate my broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;It’s got to be you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why do words seemed so hard to say,&lt;br /&gt;Lies,&lt;br /&gt;Comfort me,&lt;br /&gt;Convince me,&lt;br /&gt;Need you not,&lt;br /&gt;Be here with me,&lt;br /&gt;Eternally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trace my heart,&lt;br /&gt;It’s there,&lt;br /&gt;No longer touched,&lt;br /&gt;Paint it white,&lt;br /&gt;It’s black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Feel the flow of my soul,&lt;br /&gt;Fly with it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It's always there,&lt;br /&gt;Unleash it,&lt;br /&gt;Just like the first breeze of Fall,&lt;br /&gt;Caress me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Seize my mind,&lt;br /&gt;It’s still there,too,&lt;br /&gt;Put it back,&lt;br /&gt;Can’t stop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;My heart,mind and soul,&lt;br /&gt;It’s there,&lt;br /&gt;In You.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got it,&lt;br /&gt;It’s Our Last Promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standingbyyou-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-5002381305402451355?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/5002381305402451355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-last-promise-chinie-kun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5002381305402451355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/5002381305402451355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-last-promise-chinie-kun.html' title='Our Last Promise ~Chinie Kun~'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520349557757023377.post-8452275082888248440</id><published>2008-08-21T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:49:51.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to someone special..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;20/08/2008 -&lt;em&gt; yvonne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i hope he know this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;today he was so annoyed.. looking at him being annoyed by the presence of others, i smiled in the inside.. he was so angry at the same time with what they said.. i am too.. but looking at him i just can't be angry anymore.. dear dear, do not bother about what they say there are nothing, they are just good in planting trees haha or cut grass.. there are just jealous of both of us.. at that moment you might think i don't bother but i do.. maybe you are there so i felt i am protected..ahh so comfy.. i just look at it in a different way, dear.. miss your annoyed look.. : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;yvonne here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;chinie chinie kun kun brought us out to makan haha... so sweet of her... the foods were delicious... look at the photos... so happy.. sammy kun so enjoying.. since i am single why not i take sam as my boyfriend..look at how lovely both of us together ya... me and chin arr...erm...sista la haha... ohhhhh sam and chin are going to kill me... see ya tata... ps: love them more than anything &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;Hoollaaa!!, it's chinie chinie kunkun eree..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;*stares at vonne* oh,is she done?? *takes off earmuffs* allriggghttt..XDD so, here we are!! KOREAN FOOD!!! The two girls is so crazy eating..freaking my ass off..*got kicked* okay okay..they're so cute!! Then, we went to release birds,crickets..== froggies and fishies..feel so contented..XD sucha wonderful day, you've ought to join us!! WOOHOO!! Next up, sammie kun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;Sam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;Chin, Vonne, and I went out for lunch at a Korean Restaurant, Daore.. Hrmm.. sounds very much like Doraemon, don't you think? We ate based on Chin's recommendtion. Yeap, It was De-Li-Cious. I can't remember the names of the food, but one thing I know for sure, we ate a lot of pork. I mean it.. A LOT. So, don't go around touching my little baby, also known as my tummy. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now, we discussed about how the three of us are different in many ways. :P Chin is rather motherly or nanny-like, Vonne is the perfectionist and also the Protector(in a way), and I am, well.. the ALMIGHTY. Enough said. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520349557757023377-3081657525952404117?l=shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3081657525952404117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/hara-hetta-baegopayo-together-gather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3081657525952404117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520349557757023377/posts/default/3081657525952404117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuensamyvonne.blogspot.com/2008/08/hara-hetta-baegopayo-together-gather.html' title='hara hetta... baegopayo... together gather : )'/><author><name>dark-wings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11788340463707846091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SLevsnSowzI/AAAAAAAAADI/1TZn3i9jG9A/S220/DSC01692.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_n8H6r6DQo/SKp38xqgquI/AAAAAAAAABg/O6ubZ7EBIBY/s72-c/DSC01691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
