<?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-4009193783106071806</id><updated>2011-10-05T03:05:51.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angel ; loves (:</title><subtitle type='html'>hello (:</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-4113280890722316597</id><published>2011-01-06T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T22:03:33.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG TIME NO POST :D</title><content type='html'>its been a LONG while that i have not post anything. Almost one whole year or even more than a year. It's just.. too lazy la. aiyaa, ahahah. I sudden come back to blog is because i view my friend's one, and im thinking might as well update mine too, LOL. Anyways, life recently pretty fine (: i changed a boyfriend, lol (: and we just started recently but like each other quite a while alrdy ;p so yeahhh (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imaa describe him (:&lt;br /&gt;He's tall &amp; skinny. VERY tall, arnd 178cm, i think. One head taller than me ): He used to have fair skin, but not anymore v this type of weather ;p He got two small eyes &gt;&lt; really small ;p He wear specs, degree of 700+ over @@. Lips of a.. er.. idk ;p He got a sharp face (: His race: mixture of japanese and chinese (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his personality / attitude:&lt;br /&gt;He's sweet, loving&amp; cute. He tends to care things but he doesn't show. He's also the type that is 嘴硬心软 ;p He drives me nuts sometimes &gt;&lt; its like riding roller coaster, u know? ahahaa ;p To be honest, he's a bit xiaoqi ;p i dont know whether its me or its him that is  xiaoqi, coz everytime i realize everytime when he done smthng i dnt quite likes it,i tends to be angry and sad those. maybe its me, ahahah, i just dk. NVM ;p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent really know all his personality yet and also i quite lazy to write and mention more right now. So immaa stop here ;p Oh yaah, im having GCE O LEVEL this year ): wish me luck, aights? i hope to get good grades. zzz ): i will work hard for it, of coz. So, support me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tataaa, thats al for now. And i dont think anyone will notice this post too, coz its been long i havent post, HAHAAH. gooodnite, blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xiu's &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-4113280890722316597?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/4113280890722316597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=4113280890722316597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/4113280890722316597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/4113280890722316597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2011/01/long-time-no-post-d.html' title='LONG TIME NO POST :D'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-7877171742257088710</id><published>2009-10-24T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:30:05.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harloo! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SuL-uBv4NSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/o24q71Lcd_Y/s1600-h/DSC03612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SuL-uBv4NSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/o24q71Lcd_Y/s200/DSC03612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396155370239964450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finish my pmb exams. (: i was nervous like hell &amp; wana cry on the first day, but after that, im so OKAY! hahaaa ;p well, not sure i can get good grades. But, hell. I studied quite hard for that. ;P make me pass v flying colours, GOD! hahaa (; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, my life. good &amp; bad. &lt;br /&gt;GOOD- i got a great boyfriend. (; &lt;br /&gt;BAD- people changed ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noyone is trustable, mothafathaa?! There's once a girl who suddenly exist in my life. I actually had dislike her at first, but dnt know the heck there's once we become closer. But more MORE &amp; MORE, she ruin my life. ): She's someone i never like before. And, so now. &lt;br /&gt;I couldnt say she change my whole life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other side of another problem, im confused. ): im sad of all things. mothafatha? Im lack of mood to explain wholething here, &amp; due to reasons that people read blogs &amp; gossips. sighhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss the Originals.. ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byees, dnt wana talk muchhh, lazy. hahaaaaa. btw, 2mro's my dad B'day. Happy B'dayy, daddy. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL o754 &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-7877171742257088710?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/7877171742257088710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=7877171742257088710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/7877171742257088710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/7877171742257088710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2009/10/harloo.html' title='harloo! (:'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SuL-uBv4NSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/o24q71Lcd_Y/s72-c/DSC03612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-5080215155252430563</id><published>2009-08-30T10:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:07:46.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sundaaayyy</title><content type='html'>heeyyloooo! [: man, another Sundaayy. Weeks passes so fast. @@ And my mock exam starts on this Tuesday!&gt;&lt; wth. I just started study yesterday. xD later i havta continuestudy finish. meegodddd! hoppe i can pass v flyingg colourrrss! getting good gradess! hehe. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am i recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain: im tired of studying and Angel's heart exhaust me. Her heart is not on study sometimes. Problems&amp; stuff keeps drift her away. &gt;&lt; help me! motivate her heart ASAP. Angel gotta get good grades,yaknoww? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myheart: God, ineed to concentrate onmy studies! Letproblems come after EXAMS. [: i gotta help my brain to motivate angel to study for her exams! She gotta pass v flying colours! CANT BCOZ OF ME, RIGHT? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands: god, im busy &amp; tired, I gotta write, type, take this take that, EVERYTHING.  im tired too. But please make ANGEL STUDY, SO DURING EXAMS WHEN I WRITES, MAKE SURE THE BRAIN HELP HER. OR IM DOING EVERYTHING FOR NOTHING. [: tata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mt legs : im, speechless. ;D i gotta walk here &amp; there &amp; everywhere. She needs to get a good sleep &amp; rest in order to have mood and" jingshen" (dnt know howto say in english) the next dsy. ;D im tired. rest now, tehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face: "urgh, pimples killing me. )'= " oh, hey. im ssrry, just pimples irritating me. Well, how m i ? Oh, good&amp; bad. ANGELS BRAIN&amp; HEART THINKS TOO MUCH, CAUSING PIMPLES ON MY FACE. )'=  MOTIVATE HER CONCENTRATE STUDY. (; thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, thats how am i recently. [: im having exams sooon. Musics motivate me! &lt;33 recently. lols. well, any musicss is okaay v me la. &lt;br /&gt;PARAMORE! THATS WHAT YOU GET &lt;33 DECODE &lt;33 CRUSH &lt;33 &lt;br /&gt;Boyslikesgirls! &lt;33 lovedrunk! thunder! &lt;33 &lt;br /&gt;FALLOUTBOYS! AMERICAN SUITPIE! &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;SECONDHAND SERENADE &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;LINKIN PARK &lt;33 &lt;br /&gt;LADY GAGA! POKER FACE! blablaablaa. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;FLORIDA &lt;33 mylipslike sugarr&lt;br /&gt;AKON- beautiful.&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;and manyy english songgssmoreee! &lt;br /&gt;chinese songs &lt;33 (*afew only that i like)&lt;br /&gt;by tank, jaychou,BY2. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaaayy, stop here. ;D buhhByeeeesss!;D&lt;br /&gt;post sometimes later or next time afer mock or pmb probably. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANGEL 7 olaaabyeeeees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-5080215155252430563?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/5080215155252430563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=5080215155252430563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/5080215155252430563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/5080215155252430563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2009/08/sundaaayyy.html' title='sundaaayyy'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-2396948771342031775</id><published>2009-08-23T16:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:44:10.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>olaa. [:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SpEPDOjf45I/AAAAAAAAAP8/pj8Ctb40nKk/s1600-h/watermelon+Ox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SpEPDOjf45I/AAAAAAAAAP8/pj8Ctb40nKk/s320/watermelon+Ox.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373092378550723474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olaa! [: Suddenly use laptop, lols. My mom ask me whether i want though. o__o hahaa. weird,well then i use lor. Since i nothing to do. Hehee ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life recently is pretty good.;D working hard for coming exams &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*MOCKEXAM &amp; PMB!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (: &lt;br /&gt;Problems?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. oh yeah, spare me abigger range of memory for my brain. Ineed to memories the HISTORY! -.-  form1, form2&amp;form3 EVERYTHING! including essaySs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mf&lt;/em&gt;! -.-&lt;br /&gt;aside from that, nothing else much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends- okaaayyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;relationship- goodddd!;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatelse? nothing liau. Lazy post &amp; write. hehee. ;p Next time then post la, aiya. Hee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-2396948771342031775?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/2396948771342031775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=2396948771342031775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/2396948771342031775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/2396948771342031775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2009/08/olaa.html' title='olaa. [:'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SpEPDOjf45I/AAAAAAAAAP8/pj8Ctb40nKk/s72-c/watermelon+Ox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-7768131718085680220</id><published>2009-08-14T18:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T20:01:00.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arlloooo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVIjuxhtAI/AAAAAAAAAPM/3QKYBLjGzSY/s1600-h/DSC02805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVIjuxhtAI/AAAAAAAAAPM/3QKYBLjGzSY/s320/DSC02805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369777909397566466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arlooo! hehe. (: How am i recently ? Oh well, okokla. Hehe ;P I just had my malay oral yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;* passage: Ok.&lt;br /&gt;* conversation: Ok. Funny*  ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noneed to worry one. I waste my time to study so much. @@" wth. haahh. I was nervous like hell while in the waiting room. Myheart is like, beating so fast. &gt;&lt; but, at last, its not so scary after all. hehee (:  &lt;br /&gt;oral tips*&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling &amp; keep talking can liau. And, ya. Your manners is important as well ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okiedokiee, oFF to my life recently. hmm. &lt;br /&gt;Friends: OK laa. Same as usual. hahaa. Nothing much happen, lOls.&lt;br /&gt;relationship: good as usual. ;p ^^ muacks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RECENTLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep dreaming! Idream alot which makes me heaadache all the time the nxt day! &gt;&lt; Well, at least my dreams are sweet! hehe ;p  Everydream must have Him wan.;P &lt;br /&gt;He is the only guy i ever dream of while together with. I never dream of any ex-sS when im v them. special hor him? ;p I really do love him lots eh. &lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, say till him. Hahahh, reminds me i keep fall asleep during in the middle of msg-ing. ;P sometimes i think that he really pissed off of it, but he didnt say. ;P like last night. hahahh. &lt;br /&gt;At first i msg him, hey sweetiepie..blablaa.. busy ma? blaablaaa. After awhile i asleep liau. ;P the first time i did that. lOL. Hehe. then i awake at arnd 4am smthing, msg him ask him not to angry ( coz i scare he's sad or sad ) &amp; msg till morning. Hhee. &lt;br /&gt;If im he ah,i will edi pissed off &amp; angry liau at me. ;P but, hahaa. I only can say i LOVE Sweetiepiee &lt;3 alot! muacks! ;p &lt;br /&gt;Later must try to stay awake til 11pm smthing. Hehee ^^ i want acompany him. ;P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. what again le now? Oh yeah.MOCK EXAMS! WTFF, 2WEEKS LEFT. =.=  PMB 50+DAYS LEFT. ENGLISH ORAL, monday*. hehehee Blerk! I need to study harf for History *my worse subject. )= It's just so HARD TO MEMORIES/ STUDY HISTORY!! SO MUCH / MANY TO LEARN. Well, i would be happy if i CAN get credits for history in PMB. Coz i always failed my history since FORMTWO. ;P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaaayyyy, lazy post. Pictures of meeeeeeeeeeeee then! *below. hehee ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVRHblDh2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/IsJuFFuhnD8/s1600-h/DSC02705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVRHblDh2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/IsJuFFuhnD8/s320/DSC02705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369787318813296482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVRGwn6JDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UHY44jv7neA/s1600-h/DSC02699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVRGwn6JDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UHY44jv7neA/s320/DSC02699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369787307282539570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVRGBm9NAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/w-Me0Xe88ww/s1600-h/DSC02890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVRGBm9NAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/w-Me0Xe88ww/s320/DSC02890.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369787294662079490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVRFngFPKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9SkuqHPmR44/s1600-h/DSC02863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVRFngFPKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9SkuqHPmR44/s320/DSC02863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369787287653924002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVRE0SUGTI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Ddz_DSoUNCQ/s1600-h/DSC02702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVRE0SUGTI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Ddz_DSoUNCQ/s320/DSC02702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369787273905969458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweetiepie &lt;3 ANGEL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-7768131718085680220?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/7768131718085680220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=7768131718085680220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/7768131718085680220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/7768131718085680220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2009/08/arlloooo.html' title='arlloooo.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SoVIjuxhtAI/AAAAAAAAAPM/3QKYBLjGzSY/s72-c/DSC02805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-4250427885242977811</id><published>2009-08-02T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:34:39.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWRyH02TEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/d6uBVmYL8JY/s1600-h/apples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWRyH02TEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/d6uBVmYL8JY/s320/apples.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365354821362011202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWRx9UNPFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QIu2yQ25q2E/s1600-h/Colourful..bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWRx9UNPFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QIu2yQ25q2E/s320/Colourful..bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365354818540747858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWRxqeWndI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CkpoxHMO794/s1600-h/orange+loved.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 74px; height: 79px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWRxqeWndI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CkpoxHMO794/s320/orange+loved.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365354813483032018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWRxW-rp9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/IFAKy9jN0ec/s1600-h/Fruit+Candies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWRxW-rp9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/IFAKy9jN0ec/s320/Fruit+Candies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365354808249919442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWRxI-5hnI/AAAAAAAAANs/mv791pdBV5Y/s1600-h/PinkCouchBanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWRxI-5hnI/AAAAAAAAANs/mv791pdBV5Y/s320/PinkCouchBanner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365354804492732018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWSMR-aEgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/-du46r6p6po/s1600-h/tiny+lil+creature!+cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWSMR-aEgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/-du46r6p6po/s320/tiny+lil+creature!+cute.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365355270763057666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWSMQcLhnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/x52FxtsonuE/s1600-h/Olives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWSMQcLhnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/x52FxtsonuE/s320/Olives.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365355270351062642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel &lt;3 Fruits!  hehe ;P&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWVJlTt2OI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BqfJ3_RQZvI/s1600-h/mixed!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWVJlTt2OI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BqfJ3_RQZvI/s320/mixed!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365358522947983586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWVJHC9KhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8H57tyd2qW0/s1600-h/strawberries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWVJHC9KhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8H57tyd2qW0/s320/strawberries.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365358514824620562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is as sweet as OR even Sweeter than candies &amp; chocolates! Well, actually its the sweetest ;P &lt;br /&gt;I really love youu, H dear. (x  muuackkks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;754 Forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-4250427885242977811?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/4250427885242977811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=4250427885242977811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/4250427885242977811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/4250427885242977811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2009/08/fruits-3.html' title='Fruits &lt;3'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWRyH02TEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/d6uBVmYL8JY/s72-c/apples.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-6420916866962764968</id><published>2009-08-02T19:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:51:48.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>backkbackk. and nothingg to do. ;P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWJHFAtSHI/AAAAAAAAANk/5J1UUv2iZKA/s1600-h/DSC02629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWJHFAtSHI/AAAAAAAAANk/5J1UUv2iZKA/s320/DSC02629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365345285779048562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wash my hair, after waking up. xP and i look so fierce. hahahh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aloo, (= My dad went to Bandar, thats why i can on. Im using laptop,btw. ;P hahahh. Mm. Im really so bored. Zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life recently behbai (not bad) la.. hahaa. (= I kinda miss my childhood memories, memories, peopleSSss. X:  &gt;&lt;  the hell. argh! but, it's gone. Time passes so Fast ahh.. haiyaa.. what to do? Bobien liau. The only way is to "zhenxi" everything now. (= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my sweetie pie. ;P hahahh. He love, he miss, he listens, he advice, he's my Everything i wanted &amp; need. (= I love youu neh. mmuaaaccckkks. hehe. ^^ aiyoo, this wednesday then can see u ah. )= eeiyo. &lt;br /&gt;I really love my boyyffiee *sweetie pie aLOT! ;PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet,kind,caring,loving,great,wonderful&lt;/strong&gt; guy.  (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm. What can i write again? hmm. aiyo. My oral exams coming liau. arnd 13th~18th/o8/09  scared le. TT  I wander how it would be though. Alrdy oral lots for malay in tuitions&amp; sch, and english only sch. hahaah. ;P hopefully i pass lor. (=&lt;br /&gt;PMB le, 2mth and less than 2 weeks. TT Wish me luckk and everyone who take "BIG" exams. Hehe, ^^ Ya orh, after PMB got 2mth+ holidays. mygodd.. What can i do wor after PMB? hmm. thinkthinkk. No time think eh. Haiyo, probably going out v friends and sweetie pie? hehee. ;P and also, things i want to achieve. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm. Now im writting quotes though, and blogging, and fiding pictures, watching tv. ^^ YOU ? hehe. Later then i msg dear dee, hahaa. Mm. dont know what to write liau. &lt;br /&gt;Post some quotes i found then. hehe ;P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:Quotes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)To the world you are one person, but to one person you are the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)Love makes time pass; time makes love pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)If you judge people, you have no time to love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)In this life we cannot do great things. We can only do small things with great love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.)Love is the only kind of fire which is never covered by insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay, lazy liau. Hahaa, ;P &lt;br /&gt;Want sign off liau, nothing much to say and also i want msg my sweetie pie liau, ;P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;3 H sweetiepie! ;P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i love the word *sweetie pie. HAHAH, i call him that coz it suddenly goes into my mind few days back, ;P&lt;br /&gt;Okie Dokiee, ofFFF sign offFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-6420916866962764968?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/6420916866962764968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=6420916866962764968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/6420916866962764968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/6420916866962764968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2009/08/backkbackk-and-nothingg-to-do-p.html' title='backkbackk. and nothingg to do. ;P'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SnWJHFAtSHI/AAAAAAAAANk/5J1UUv2iZKA/s72-c/DSC02629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-7353575844516046949</id><published>2009-07-28T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:51:29.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hellooooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/Sm7zjQJ_OoI/AAAAAAAAANc/IqG3-fTK9Tw/s1600-h/DSC01728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/Sm7zjQJ_OoI/AAAAAAAAANc/IqG3-fTK9Tw/s320/DSC01728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363491993202670210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helloooooo! (:  long time no post blog liau. hehe. Coz..aiya, u know la, computer taken away liau. lOLs. hahaa ;p now im using my dad computer. Not curicuri use wan okay, ;P actually is because i use "e-learning" reason lor. ;P hahahh. &lt;br /&gt;lol, not funny. (= &lt;br /&gt;anyway, nothing much to say also. Lifelife recently huh. okayokayy laa. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Studies improve alot. Will study hard as we re the last ppl who sits for PMB. [: I will study HARD. ;D achievement or target: 5a's above. ;D  omg, 73days left. TT havent even count MOCK EXAM. wtf ? time is running out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Friends. lol. No commentSs. same as usual. hehe [: they're part of the colourS in life. lOL. ;P many friends. Horny one, good one, bad one, sweet one, kind one, quiet one, noisy one, and blablabla. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Relationship. Good as usual. Hehe ;P never fail to make me smilee. (x  i love.. the YOU! ;P yes, my sweet Dear. (: paktoo almost everyday. hahahaa. *insch. ;P muackks! H&lt;3 ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:PROBLEMS: &lt;br /&gt;not much, tehee. ;D  only sometimes ppl disturb relationship blablaa. Oh yeah, i dislike some people. ;D bitch*bastards. lOls. No offence, but yes lor. haiz. hahaa. mafan wan. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what, oh yeah. I hate people who tore me apart v loves one. no matter friends OR relationship OR family &lt;strong&gt;O:&lt;/strong&gt; Dont those people have something to do? lols, true ba. haiya. ;P LOUSY people wasting their time. hahahaa ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i LOVE THE TEDDY! *the beside one. ;P cute ah? ;P hehe. who give ah? ada lee.. ;p HAIYO, So boredbored now. &gt;&lt;" but lazy study too. hahaa. lOls. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya, i lazy write liau. I want to watch tv liau then later msg Sweetdear then fall asleep. HAHA ;P okayokay, post again when i have time. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata, people. &lt;br /&gt;A &lt;3 H &lt;br /&gt;754. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-7353575844516046949?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/7353575844516046949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=7353575844516046949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/7353575844516046949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/7353575844516046949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2009/07/hellooooooo.html' title='hellooooooo'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/Sm7zjQJ_OoI/AAAAAAAAANc/IqG3-fTK9Tw/s72-c/DSC01728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-5364118844197819474</id><published>2009-06-03T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:37:31.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SiYZvxv628I/AAAAAAAAANM/Z2al38eWdTw/s1600-h/DSC01557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SiYZvxv628I/AAAAAAAAANM/Z2al38eWdTw/s320/DSC01557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342986316520545218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello people (:  yeap, not going for CCA. Because F3's CCA ends last mth. ):  So, rest at home lor. But sooner later, there will be EXTRA CLASS for wednesday. ~.~  stupiakz~! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm. Im bored, REAL BORED now. Later going to malay tuition 4.30~6pm and 7~9pm for commerce tuition. Oh yeah, i pass all my exams! ;D except for ENGLISH! ARGHS! and History too, i think? but i not sure about it, cause havnt give back.  stupidstupid! Btw, im scare of my position in class ):  damn. Haiz. No hope to get good position in class. ): so pressured to get good position in A class. But, argh. I just have to get good grades in PMB, and im FREEEEEEEE~~!  (x  can't wait. omg. Meanwhile, im scared too. x____x   stuuupiaaakkkkz! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, lols. Im really bored now. I miss youuuu, the someone! ;P he's in sch. My god, Im stil having headache and even worse FEVER + flu. Oh btw people, im not having SWING/SWING Flu, H1N1 or whatever u call it. lOLs~ but im real SICK~ TT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blablaablaa. mm. what to write again  ? oh well, i wil post some Quotes &amp; poems then. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) &lt;em&gt;Accept the things &lt;br /&gt;To which fate binds you and &lt;br /&gt;Love the people with whom fate &lt;br /&gt;Brings you together &lt;br /&gt;But do so with all your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) &lt;em&gt;The human heart, at whatever age, &lt;br /&gt;opens to the heart that opens in return.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) &lt;em&gt;What the heart gives away is never gone ... It is kept in the hearts of others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) &lt;em&gt;The night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; &lt;br /&gt;Yet the light of the bright world dies, With the dying sun. &lt;br /&gt;The mind has a thousand eyes, And the heart but one; &lt;br /&gt;Yet the light of a whole life dies, When love is done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Warm, happy, joyful that's the way you made me fell when you were here. Our time spent together was the happiest moments of my life, when we kissed you took my breath away and time itself paused for a second to let me enjoy the moment a little while longer. Oh how wonderful it felt to be loved by someone else but when you left me oh how I wished I had never loved at all because to lose someone you loved is so much worse than never loving at all. Why did you have to leave me what did I do that was so wrong. I gave you the keys to my heart, entrance to my mind and I took you to the gates of my soul and you betrayed me. How could I have been so stupid, even love itself was fooled by the passion that me and you shared. I always said it would never happen to me, that I was to smart for that but I never knew what it meant to be blinded by love until now. I would trade in all the riches in the world to have you back in my arms but then I sit and think why, why would I do that just to be hurt again only to come to the conclusion that I love you. Even though you don't feel the same way about me the memories that we shared the passion that we had will never fade away and I will always love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-5364118844197819474?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/5364118844197819474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=5364118844197819474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/5364118844197819474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/5364118844197819474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2009/06/wednesday-afternoon.html' title='Wednesday afternoon'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SiYZvxv628I/AAAAAAAAANM/Z2al38eWdTw/s72-c/DSC01557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-5010380226375186499</id><published>2009-06-01T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:15:58.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>Today is a public holiday~! no school for me! yay &amp; boo~! &lt;br /&gt;YAY- bcause dnt have to study ;D&lt;br /&gt;BOO- bcause i cant see him &amp; talk v friends. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats up v me today? &lt;br /&gt;Im feeling blue today. ~.~  i dnt know why too. Im thinking maybe im over-TIRED or not enough sleep. I did not talk much today. Let me count, mm.. not more than 5 sentences. X:  Am i sick? argh, i dnt know. Im having headache &amp; feeling abit warmth on my forehead. &lt;br /&gt;My friends ask me to go out hangout later, but i lazy ~.~ I guess im sick alrdy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW, im missing my love. @@" i guess he still sleeping, lols. He just bck at arnd 3am smthng after party. Nevermind, haahh. (:  JUST miss him so much, and love him much too, hehe (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, forgot. Wandering why i can use computer now ? hahaa. Its because my parents are OUT! (: and ya, eachtime my parents re out, i will use computer. ;D So, yeah. hahaah ;p what? i Just cant wait my BIG EXAMS "PMB" over, okay. lOLS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now. what to say again? gah, i dnt know. Im really not in the mood to talk, to play, or whatever it is. FEELING BLUE! oh yeah, it reminds me of "Pa-lou"! hahahh. iTS a name create by me &amp; my friends. hahahh. well, its rude to say here, so yeah. ;p haahh. Okay, mm. ARGH! my dear, have u wake up yet??! Mygod, im aldry missing u so much man. ;p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okiee then, i have nothing to say. sign off ;D  will post again whenever i have time and blablaabla. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54ismine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-5010380226375186499?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/5010380226375186499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=5010380226375186499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/5010380226375186499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/5010380226375186499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-3883023477982649799</id><published>2009-05-31T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:14:24.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday ;p</title><content type='html'>Hello S-u-n-d-a-y ! &lt;br /&gt;Im currently in bandar now, cousin's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite i went to BBQ party (friend's house ) til arnd 12midnite. ;D Quite tired though, cause i had to get up early morning to Bandar. hahahh ;p lols &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, say til morning, damn. I lost my phone! X: after msging &lt;em&gt;Him&lt;/em&gt;.  hahahh ;p &lt;br /&gt;I wander if my mom took it away, so i took her phone to msg my maid, bcause they went out. And she said, no. Oh god, where could it be? Find everywhere also dnt have. And even worse,i put silence. Then at last, i lay bck on bed. I try call once more, and i heard the vibration, &gt;&lt;  So, i try find again. wth, Its under my bed!  I got so many msg from him, hahaa. ;p so yeah, srry loves! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, im quite bored. Watching movie in youtube, on facebook, blog &amp; friendster and listening musics too (:  mm. oh yeah, my mid year exam is finish.. ;D  well, i think i will a better result compared to first term. Hehee ;p everyday my dear wake me up to study le.. ^^  So, a big thanks to dear! muacks~  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okiedokiee, till here. Post later or other time whenever i can, hehee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54ismine! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-3883023477982649799?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/3883023477982649799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=3883023477982649799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/3883023477982649799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/3883023477982649799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday-p.html' title='Sunday ;p'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-2967951720652075925</id><published>2009-05-23T10:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T11:17:17.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello people! (:</title><content type='html'>hello people! (: &lt;br /&gt;wandering why i can post blog huh ? hahahh (: bcause, im using my dad's computer, lols. thats why, and btw, he's out ;D   whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 2009! &lt;strong&gt;2000000000000000000000009!&lt;/strong&gt; IS A TIRING YEAR FOR ME&lt;br /&gt;everyday xtra classes here and there, &gt;&lt;" lol&lt;br /&gt;Btw, im having &lt;em&gt;Mid-year exams&lt;/em&gt; this week til next week. God, so much to learn, and exams are hard ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahyeah, now about my life recently.&lt;br /&gt;Having lots of problem this year i guess. sigh! But, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahyah, good as usual. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things had changed. I have no comment, but to live v it. (:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke v my ex, (:  bcause, i have no feelings for him anymore. So, people, stop finding questions. Alright ? lol. &lt;br /&gt;and yeah,to my ex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;get a life&lt;/em&gt;. Dont find me anymore, for thousands times and goodness sake i told u, i dont have any feelings for u ANYMORE. So, yeah. U can smoke now, everyday go arcade, and so on. LolS, hahaa. (:  bcause, i DNT CARE! &lt;br /&gt;So yeah. &lt;strong&gt;FORGOT THE PAST, LIVE THE FUTURE! ;D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;btw, i hope that UR FRIENDS and FAMILIES dont find me again. Okay? &lt;br /&gt;Still friends, lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm. what again? i have nothing to say alrdy. So, tata. Will post again whenever i can, ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANGEL 7,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54 is mine (:  ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-2967951720652075925?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/2967951720652075925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=2967951720652075925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/2967951720652075925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/2967951720652075925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-people.html' title='hello people! (:'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-6227990078787054509</id><published>2009-02-15T08:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:37:15.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:p</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SZdjgaa97XI/AAAAAAAAANA/PxDRi7C0SFU/s1600-h/DSC08911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SZdjgaa97XI/AAAAAAAAANA/PxDRi7C0SFU/s320/DSC08911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302816494751444338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey people. :D &lt;br /&gt;Happy belated valentine's day!  :p   got go out v your girlgirl or your boyboy ma ? :P   hahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will change blogskin soon, i guess. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR BLOG: anyone change URL link, tell me. [:&lt;br /&gt;          want me to link you?  tell me. [:   &lt;br /&gt;          hee, :p  &lt;br /&gt;FOR FS: want fansign? tell me. :D  i trade fansign which means in return, u give me too. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angel 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-6227990078787054509?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/6227990078787054509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=6227990078787054509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/6227990078787054509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/6227990078787054509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2009/02/p.html' title=':p'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__mpx5lCf8sE/SZdjgaa97XI/AAAAAAAAANA/PxDRi7C0SFU/s72-c/DSC08911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-1702190764547255866</id><published>2008-11-22T22:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:55:59.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More love quotes/poems .</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;continue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)Friends will keep you sane, Love could fill your heart, A lover can warm your bed, But lonely is the soul without a mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) The value of love will always be stronger than the value of hate.. Any nation or group of nations which employs hatred eventually is torn to pieces by hatred...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)Just because somebody doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)I think about you in every moment and every image of you hurts me horribly. I want to feel every thought, every whisper you say in the deep silence of the eternity of you soul. To be able to cry in me, beside you, beside me in you, to  beat, why we live among moments and not among eternities as if it were different. &lt;br /&gt;To be able to understand every smile which breaks in my just like a wave, which finally breaks against the cliff of my eternity through the blood of my ancestors as my misconducts break in your eternity and that of your ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;And they want to tell you how much I love you, how much I adore you in this vain world. &lt;br /&gt;I know we will never be able to look in the eyes, but only in the hearts.&lt;br /&gt;I know they beat against the infinite precisely because they beat even though we both want the infinite and its truth. Any beat opposes the infinite because it measures an infinity, even if it is finite. And then? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.)To love someone deeply gives you strength. Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.)The man is a success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much; who has gained the respect of intelligent men and the love of children; who has filled his niche and accomplished his task; who leaves the world better than he found it, whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul; who never lacked appreciation of earth's beauty or failed to express it; who looked for the best in others and gave the best he had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.)If you aren't good at loving yourself, you will have a difficult time loving anyone, since you'll resent the time and energy you give another person that you aren't even giving to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.)True love never dies, even if you have found a new love, the sweet memory of the past will continue to hunt you for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moree love quotes/poems down there. Wanted to stopped here now. Getting a headachee. @@ btw, hopee you al likees it&amp; thank you after reading it. &lt;br /&gt;Somee people might not read, becoz they think al this is bullshit talks. Well, its up to you. =D  &lt;br /&gt;A person with feelings will reads because inside they want others to understand them too. Noyone or nothing could cure or express their feelings, so WORDS likee quotes/poems might slightly help alil.  Its better than nothing, isnt it ? [ =&lt;br /&gt;I admiree alots lots for dose people who writes quote/poems, cause i think its cool&amp; it understand what a person's thinks&amp; feels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-1702190764547255866?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/1702190764547255866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=1702190764547255866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/1702190764547255866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/1702190764547255866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-love-quotespoems.html' title='More love quotes/poems .'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-1611749977085905396</id><published>2008-11-22T16:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:58:00.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems &amp; Quotes</title><content type='html'>-------------------------------Quotes/ Poems-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Women wish to be loved not because they are pretty, or good, or well bred, or graceful, or intelligent, but because they are themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Quotes, Love Poems&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Sometimes the perfect romantic token is a matter of finding the perfect thing to say. The romantic poems and romantic quotes on this site were selected for the sentiments they express and the eloquence of those expressions. &lt;br /&gt;Write a romantic quote in a card, the liner of a romantic book, or a secret note tucked in his coat pocket. &lt;br /&gt;Or set the mood with candles and incense and spend some time reading love poetry to your sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) They say loving you gives pains and full of sacrifices But I'll rather take pains and lots of sacrifices than not to be love by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  &lt;br /&gt;1.)I laugh, I love, I hope, I try, I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry. And I know we all do the same things too, So we all re really not that different, aights ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)We were given: Two hands to hold. Two legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? its because the other was given to someone else. For us to find. aights ?  We all re loved. [ =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)LOVE: We think about it, Sing about it, Dream about it &amp;&amp; Loose sleep worrying about it. When we don't know we have it, we search for it. When we discover it, we don't know what to do with it. When we have it, we fear loosing it. It is the constant source of pleasure and pain. But we don't know which it will be from one moment to the next. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define &amp;&amp; IMPOSSIBLE to live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.)In every loving woman there is a priestess of the past -- a pious guardian of some affection, of which the object has disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.)Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.)Don't hold to anger, hurt or pain. They steal your energy and keep you from love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.)Love would never leave us alone,  aights ?  It always been there for us. Even you think there isnt, think of GOD. GOD creates us, for sure he would love us&amp; would not seems care-free, right ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-1611749977085905396?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/1611749977085905396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=1611749977085905396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/1611749977085905396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/1611749977085905396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-few-days.html' title='Poems &amp; Quotes'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-2945599815680204542</id><published>2008-10-19T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T01:23:29.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hundred poems.</title><content type='html'>I could compose a hundred songs,&lt;br /&gt;sing devotion in each verse.&lt;br /&gt;Make promises in every lyric,&lt;br /&gt;to love you even at your worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write a hundred sonnets,&lt;br /&gt;vow love in metaphoric rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;Give you a piece of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;in between every metric line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could narrate a hundred stories,&lt;br /&gt;with endings ever so cliche.&lt;br /&gt;You and I would be the characters,&lt;br /&gt;why have it any other way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could strum a hundred guitars,&lt;br /&gt;serenade our favorite song.&lt;br /&gt;With a perfect, melodic tune,&lt;br /&gt;"love lifts us up where we belong".*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write a hundred poems,&lt;br /&gt;confess what in my heart is true.&lt;br /&gt;Yet with all the words in history,&lt;br /&gt;I can't express my love for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-2945599815680204542?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/2945599815680204542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=2945599815680204542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/2945599815680204542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/2945599815680204542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2008/10/hundred-poems.html' title='hundred poems.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-8808616675589655364</id><published>2008-10-19T00:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T01:00:12.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you.//</title><content type='html'>I love every moment that i spends with you.  &lt;br /&gt;I love your hug for it always makes me feels warmth. &lt;br /&gt;I love your kiss which makes me feels alive.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way we hold hand &amp;hold around waist around town at night espcially, cause its what makes me trust you&amp; love you somuch.&lt;br /&gt;I love your adorable eyes which caught my eye; sweet smile which melts my heart; sweet lips to stop me from saying NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song you sings to me on phone; in real life.  The poems; quotes u wrote for me, you said its not so good. Baby, for me, its good enough already just to sees / hears you writee/ said " iloveyou "&lt;br /&gt;baby. you are always in my mind as usual &amp; foreve. My love for you wont be less. infact, it would gain MORE oneday by one day. &lt;br /&gt;we fight. we angry. we love. we like. we hate. we cry. we laugh.  Everything we do, is what making us love each other more &amp;foreve.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rumours spreading you have others girls, ilove other boys. we cheated.  lol.  wth ?  sometimes rumours are just such FCUK.  But sokay. as long we only trusted each other&amp; believe each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's once we fight. blablaa blaa fight fight..&amp; straight to the point. you ask me, " i give you time to thinkk. what i want from you. "   and, yeahhs. its middle of midnight.  ithink hard. really hard tills i cry.  and, i start to be scareed.  finally, the answer comes to my mind, after you explain all.  TRUST.  is what you want. you said you dnt want anything from me, just only my heart, will do.  &lt;br /&gt;from that moment. my life changed. i turned.  I ever told myself to changed for you. cause, iknow. i changed your life too. and, you thank me. [ = &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby. wozhendehaoaine. haoaine. &lt;br /&gt;thanks god. for letting me meets the mr.right.. [ =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-8808616675589655364?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/8808616675589655364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=8808616675589655364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/8808616675589655364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/8808616675589655364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-every-moment-that-i-spends-with.html' title='you.//'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-186442213639914989</id><published>2008-10-19T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:18:42.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the only i guy.</title><content type='html'>This story i write, has come straight from the heart,About my love for you, and how we shall never part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im aware that at the start, our relationship was a bit troubled,But since then my love for you has only ever doubled. 'Cause the way you look at me, with those smiling eyes of yours,&lt;br /&gt;It feels as though the whole world has come to a sudden pause.'Cause youre the only one that i notice, when everything has gone silent,&lt;br /&gt;But how could anyone not notice, your gentle warm nature, and how youre never violent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat me right, the first guy to ever do so,&lt;br /&gt;And this time i know that you arent just putting on a show.You make me smile, just by the way you say my name,And your sparkling eyes have the ability, to put the city lights to shame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i think my feelings for you &amp; your feelings for me, werent there, because i was feeling a little blue,&lt;br /&gt;But NOW that we really know each other, i know that its LOVE we feels for each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-186442213639914989?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/186442213639914989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=186442213639914989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/186442213639914989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/186442213639914989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2008/10/only-i-guy.html' title='the only i guy.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-2444347764857051959</id><published>2008-10-19T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:17:53.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iloveyou.</title><content type='html'>I think of you, when i woke up each morning. your face is my warm sun.&lt;br /&gt;I can still picture you standing there as beautiful as the day is long.&lt;br /&gt;You looked at me and instantly I knew in my heart was where you belong.&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel your soft body that fit so perfectly in my embrace.&lt;br /&gt;Your tender lips ignited my flames and my heart began to race.&lt;br /&gt;When I first looked into your eyes my heart almost beat out of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;I knew at that point I needed you and finally I had encountered the best.&lt;br /&gt;By best I mean everything baby, from your encouraging words to your gentle heart&lt;br /&gt;It feels like we were meant to be, baby.Honestly I knew that from the start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-2444347764857051959?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/2444347764857051959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=2444347764857051959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/2444347764857051959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/2444347764857051959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2008/10/iloveyou.html' title='iloveyou.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-989565037194330902</id><published>2008-06-26T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T08:18:30.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past.</title><content type='html'>QUOTES ; POEMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1.]  HE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE brings me a sweet smilee everyday ..&lt;br /&gt;HE 's the lead to make me smile ..&lt;br /&gt;HE 's my light in the dark .. &lt;br /&gt;HE 's the END of my TEARS ..&lt;br /&gt;HE ' s the star which shines on me brightly each day .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * HIS presences .. lights up my world .  and i love HIM for real &lt;br /&gt; * My words meant to be true and never i will leave u alone ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2.]&lt;strong&gt;一场雨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; reminds me a lot .. [ memories of past .. ]&lt;br /&gt;; can make my heart feels COLD [ no warmth.. Hoping so someone would hug me ]&lt;br /&gt;; silence ; quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;   能使我哭不停&lt;br /&gt;;   能使我不说话&lt;br /&gt;;   让我看见我的过去&lt;br /&gt;;   使我伤心&lt;br /&gt;;   使我变疯 ' 变傻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是一场雨时的我吗 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一场雨&lt;br /&gt;就是我的 endless tears 吗.. ?&lt;br /&gt;[‘=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-989565037194330902?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/989565037194330902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=989565037194330902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/989565037194330902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/989565037194330902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2008/06/x.html' title='past.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4009193783106071806.post-1410399422224487956</id><published>2008-06-25T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:14:05.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/3 on o4.o5.o8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  HEART painn ??&lt;br /&gt;LOVE start on 14.oct.o7 ; ends on o4.o5.o8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let him go.. [  ;  after letting him goo ..  he got new GF  ]&lt;br /&gt;爱一人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你不爱一个人,&lt;br /&gt;请放手.&lt;br /&gt;好让别人有机会爱她.&lt;br /&gt;如果你爱的人放弃了你,&lt;br /&gt;请放开自己,&lt;br /&gt;好让自己有机会爱别人.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的东西你再喜欢也不会属于你的&lt;br /&gt;有的东西你再留恋也注定要放弃的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生中有许多种 .&lt;br /&gt;但别让自己成为一种伤害.&lt;br /&gt;有些缘分是注定要失去的,&lt;br /&gt;有些缘分是永远都不会有好结果的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱 一个人不一定要拥有,&lt;br /&gt;但拥有一个人就一定要好好的去爱她.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果真诚是一种伤害,&lt;br /&gt;我选择谎言;&lt;br /&gt;如果谎言一种伤害,&lt;br /&gt;我选择沉默;&lt;br /&gt;如果沉默是一种伤害,&lt;br /&gt;我选择离开.&lt;br /&gt;如果失去是苦&lt;br /&gt;你怕不怕付出 ,&lt;br /&gt;如果迷乱是苦&lt;br /&gt;你会不会选择结束,&lt;br /&gt;如果追求是苦&lt;br /&gt;你会不会选择执迷不悟?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lovee Himm ..  [ ;  starting to forget d LOVE we had .. ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4009193783106071806-1410399422224487956?l=angeloves-someone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/feeds/1410399422224487956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4009193783106071806&amp;postID=1410399422224487956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/1410399422224487956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4009193783106071806/posts/default/1410399422224487956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloves-someone.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-on-o4.html' title=''/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899537767412759865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
