<?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-1366238718711976109</id><updated>2012-01-16T07:23:47.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♡爱子ミユキの天国♡</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-6665867207998443650</id><published>2011-11-18T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:48:35.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My SP school life</title><content type='html'>I joined my Sp life when I was 18years old. Time passed like the speed of light,I have been staying in Sg for three years. I am not a active sport girl in my school, I joined fencing club yet I have skipped my training for numberless of time. I dont have much friends in school too because I am a typical otaku.. I spend most of my time at home,watching anime,listen songs and...nothing else.. but I have a group of besties in my Sg life~they are my 3cs' classmates. (Chio,Cute &amp; Crazy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dxfGTh-TO6o/TsdCH6q2T6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/ghrn49tibeU/s1600/IMG_2017_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dxfGTh-TO6o/TsdCH6q2T6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/ghrn49tibeU/s400/IMG_2017_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676578559099293602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia,JiaNi &amp; I are my forever cam-whore partner~&amp; I met Ni zi since my first year in my SP school life~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JTxslA1HAc0/TsdCH6nQv3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/21Hk46NCYIE/s1600/IMG_2007_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JTxslA1HAc0/TsdCH6nQv3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/21Hk46NCYIE/s400/IMG_2007_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676578559084248946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people said we look like twin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iDvVAnTTZeU/TsdCHjdh6PI/AAAAAAAAAV0/JiF18LG5jkM/s1600/IMG_1999_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iDvVAnTTZeU/TsdCHjdh6PI/AAAAAAAAAV0/JiF18LG5jkM/s400/IMG_1999_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676578552869415154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my twinie~ Cyn Lu~ &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XAVDQ72qPTc/TsdDlrLm35I/AAAAAAAAAW8/2w-QaRWYkxU/s1600/IMG_2036_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XAVDQ72qPTc/TsdDlrLm35I/AAAAAAAAAW8/2w-QaRWYkxU/s400/IMG_2036_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676580169849429906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all the unglam poses~and Cyn &amp; Ni are my forever besties in class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LukyZm1pqkQ/TsdEdZZyToI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8HFvyk3Lk_Y/s1600/Image118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LukyZm1pqkQ/TsdEdZZyToI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8HFvyk3Lk_Y/s400/Image118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676581127149735554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilly is a mixed blood baby girl~Can you all tell?Her mother is from Pakistan &amp; Her grandpa is... (Her blood group is kinda complicated) Check out her fashion online blogshop on livejournal [ &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;http://rocketonmars.livejournal.com/&lt;/span&gt; ] or facebook (RocketonMars Rom) [ &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100002187670596&amp;sk=wall&lt;/span&gt; ] She is selling lot of nice clothes and cute bags~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYPofnL3t-k/TsdHZet4DAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/GsAlrCv8j9M/s1600/Image127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYPofnL3t-k/TsdHZet4DAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/GsAlrCv8j9M/s400/Image127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676584358391581698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie aka my wife in school~ She stay near to my house area and her mother can cook super nice Burmese cuisine~ we went to UK attachment together..and this picture was took in the flight~  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MD6lT55Gchk/TsdIaysoEFI/AAAAAAAAAXg/v216O_YeMpY/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MD6lT55Gchk/TsdIaysoEFI/AAAAAAAAAXg/v216O_YeMpY/s400/078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676585480446546002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SekShi aka Sekky is the most great person in the world..She is in my extinction friend list~ She is toooooooooooooooo NICE to be truth~ 够义气bestie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCOP4IDl0JE/TsdJ7tlchSI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Xfoc7VtSbn8/s1600/IMG_0288_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCOP4IDl0JE/TsdJ7tlchSI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Xfoc7VtSbn8/s400/IMG_0288_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676587145521562914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei Mei,the one who stood beside me in this picture~ She is the tallest girl in my class~ps. model body height.She has a very very unique laughter~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CuSyQqPwR0c/TsdLBG-E9_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/qtCvJ-QmEDU/s1600/IMG_1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CuSyQqPwR0c/TsdLBG-E9_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/qtCvJ-QmEDU/s400/IMG_1202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676588337746737138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayyun,the one who is sandwich between Ni zi and Me~She is the most quiet girl in my class~and also a forever diet girl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QHOeMGF3MS4/TsdNT4yqMLI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/vOKFLBHsWJ0/s1600/392929_10150391874764279_739009278_8614238_1280694338_n_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QHOeMGF3MS4/TsdNT4yqMLI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/vOKFLBHsWJ0/s400/392929_10150391874764279_739009278_8614238_1280694338_n_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676590859381518514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will end my blog with this group photo which took on sekky's sweet 20th birthday &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------- F.R.I.E.N.D.S.H.I.P.F.O.R.E.V.E.R -----------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-6665867207998443650?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/6665867207998443650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-sp-school-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/6665867207998443650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/6665867207998443650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-sp-school-life.html' title='My SP school life'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dxfGTh-TO6o/TsdCH6q2T6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/ghrn49tibeU/s72-c/IMG_2017_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-161269640228705744</id><published>2011-10-20T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T08:19:12.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Konichiwa!! Curly Hair</title><content type='html'>It been long time I didnt visit my blog =)&lt;br /&gt;So,today I decided to blog about my recent new hairstyle..I'm bored with my long and black straight hair..therefore,i decided to perm my hair. At first,I was quite worried for the outcome of perming. I'm scare that I looks extremely awful with curly hair..eventually,i decided to give it a shot! I bought voucher via internet,the saloon that I chosen is called HAIR GROOM. It's a new saloon at Pudu area in Kuala Lumpur.At first,they helped me to wash my hair before to get my hair cut.Well,this part wasnt that important because this was my first time to perm my hair so I was quite surprising with the way they curl my hair. I chose digital perm as my hairstylist said the curl will looks more natural and nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hYyEI2-yFQE/TqA4sihUA6I/AAAAAAAAAVA/B6cQmT3I4Dw/s1600/315632_174915159255644_100002114835090_388497_2058715858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hYyEI2-yFQE/TqA4sihUA6I/AAAAAAAAAVA/B6cQmT3I4Dw/s400/315632_174915159255644_100002114835090_388497_2058715858_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665590669064012706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo was took by my cousin. I looked like some mad  scientist in this photo.HAHAHA The wires and all the curlers were damn heavy.Honestly,my neck was aching..HAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2pZJdWvgRY/TqA4b5Y_gLI/AAAAAAAAAU0/gIGefXn8_ps/s1600/299307_174916349255525_100002114835090_388508_1263588701_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2pZJdWvgRY/TqA4b5Y_gLI/AAAAAAAAAU0/gIGefXn8_ps/s400/299307_174916349255525_100002114835090_388508_1263588701_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665590383145353394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!!! This is the result for my new hairstyle!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I washed my hair..This is what I got~ although it isnt that curly anymore but I love it!! because it looks very natural HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROnbyxPHUlw/TqA5134LXuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/M51XfKRzqr4/s1600/IMG_1784_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROnbyxPHUlw/TqA5134LXuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/M51XfKRzqr4/s400/IMG_1784_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665591928927510242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7fTxN8i-whc/TqA7icZ2f5I/AAAAAAAAAVY/u7VYgDlZj9s/s1600/IMG_1544_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7fTxN8i-whc/TqA7icZ2f5I/AAAAAAAAAVY/u7VYgDlZj9s/s400/IMG_1544_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665593794158296978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before and After of me~So far,I never think of dye my hair,because I love my black hair loads HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-161269640228705744?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/161269640228705744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/10/konichiwa-curly-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/161269640228705744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/161269640228705744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/10/konichiwa-curly-hair.html' title='Konichiwa!! Curly Hair'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hYyEI2-yFQE/TqA4sihUA6I/AAAAAAAAAVA/B6cQmT3I4Dw/s72-c/315632_174915159255644_100002114835090_388497_2058715858_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-4218636085572102210</id><published>2011-08-05T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T04:18:32.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My all time favourate hair care product</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1__YbQ-fySo/Tj0i9MU5V_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/gC6opRfKqo0/s1600/IMG_1133_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1__YbQ-fySo/Tj0i9MU5V_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/gC6opRfKqo0/s400/IMG_1133_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637700743213963250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,guys.Its time to blog again!Today I'm going to share with everyone about my black hair care tips. Being a girl is quite troublesome,we have to look out for our diet,keep track of the fashion sense as well as watch out our skin condition..though that I enjoy being a girl~well,i should stop bull-shitting and let set the ball rolling!!!&lt;br /&gt;Recently,I been using this hair product called K2 professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1CDLeRHWKvs/Tj0eCUS61pI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vNhukgECUSI/s1600/IMG_1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1CDLeRHWKvs/Tj0eCUS61pI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vNhukgECUSI/s400/IMG_1116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637695333694363282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is awesome!!This product is manufacture in Malaysia but the main ingredients are from Japan.The big bottle one is the vitamin spray that help you to avoid tangle at the end of hair.I used it all the time after I have washed my hair. After that,I will use the serum to oil my hair to reduce dryness of my hair.I think it is better to oil your hair right after you have washed your hair,because your hair still moist and it's more easy for the adsorption of your hair care products. It shall give you a really smooth silky and shiny hair texture. The best thing is they smell very nice.I believe everyone love something that smell nice.Or maybe someone got special smell sensor that love to smell something like hell stink trash?we never know..HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eVkeAMfKcP8/Tj0eeAwVfHI/AAAAAAAAAUk/f0mXvFe9aYY/s1600/IMG_1132_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eVkeAMfKcP8/Tj0eeAwVfHI/AAAAAAAAAUk/f0mXvFe9aYY/s400/IMG_1132_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637695809485372530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt that do you guys spot the different of my hair texture or not..looks like makes no different uh?The picture quality sucks that why cant really see the big contrast.But trust me!!!it really works!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that,I rarely used hot water to rinse my hair.I prefer using warm water or cool water to wash my hair because hot water can dry and irritate the scalp.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,a healthier lifestyle will result in healthier hair~So start of your healthy lifestyle by today ^^ ps. The above tips are just my personal experiences. Wish you all have a nice day &amp; all the best =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-4218636085572102210?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/4218636085572102210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-all-time-favourate-hair-care-product.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/4218636085572102210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/4218636085572102210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-all-time-favourate-hair-care-product.html' title='My all time favourate hair care product'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1__YbQ-fySo/Tj0i9MU5V_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/gC6opRfKqo0/s72-c/IMG_1133_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-6190123978932407919</id><published>2011-07-27T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T06:12:20.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consequence of color lenses that I have experienced</title><content type='html'>I think lot of girls wish to own one pair of dolly looked eyes,so am I too~◕‿◕ &lt;br /&gt;Therefore,I love to wear contact lenses as it makes my pupils look bigger and have the effect of cute dolly looked.Last Friday,when I was having presentation in my class,suddenly I just felt the projector light was so bright til I can't bear to open my eyes.Therefore,I decided to take off my color lenses as I thought it could be due to the dryness of my eyes. But thing went worse after I took off my lenses,my eyes were hurt like hell,both of my eyes were totally like on fire,it was freaking pain that I cant even open my eyes at all.[/Y△\] My eyes just kept tearing non-stop and I really  have lost my mood for that whole day.All I wish was to go home as soon as possible.After the lecture class,both of my eyes already started swollen with no reason.Therefore,I have no choice that I need to take cab.It was totally not my day because that time was peak hour time,my friend and I took couple of minutes to get the cab and obviously we have to pay extra money for the peak hour charge.(｡&gt;д&lt;)ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When reached home,the first thing I did was clean my face and took a rest.I cant even sleep very well as my eyes were damn pain!! So I decided to take two panadol in one shot of time and guess wad?I slept all the way from 6pm til the next morning.But I did woke up around 12am++ and I sat at the living room cried nonstop.I was so scared that I will turn blind as I thought everything will get better after I took 6hours bed rest,yet my eyes still hardly to open and they were swollen like goldfish's eyes and I have blur vision.After crying for few minutes,I went to bed again &gt;&lt; wad a silly girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gvCH5i0C5JI/TjAGVjJRQuI/AAAAAAAAATI/F1H_OkRtHSM/s1600/IMG_0889_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gvCH5i0C5JI/TjAGVjJRQuI/AAAAAAAAATI/F1H_OkRtHSM/s400/IMG_0889_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634010101121630946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the second day of my goldfish eyes.It was damn swollen and I cant even look into light.So except sleep,I cant do other stuff at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt brought me to family clinic and that was Saturday night.The doctor was so worried about my condition so she wrote a letter and admitted me to A&amp;E department.That night,I went to see three doctors.In NUH,doctor dropped the anaesthesia in my eyes and helped me did the test to ensure that there is no infection and cornea ulcer.After that,another doctor helped to scan my eyes by using the eyes scanner machine.Doctor confirmed that there is no ulcer and infection,it was all due to the dryness of eyes that cause by my color lenses and I have accidentally hurt my eyes the moment I tried to remove my lenses.So she prescript me a eyes drop antibiotic,artificial tear drop and ophthalmic ointment. The ointment thingy is the most disgusting thing I hate the most.You have to squeeze the yellow creamy gel into your eyes and that will blur your vision.Trust me,the feeling is damn sucks!!as u can feel there is something stuck in your eyes and poking ur eyes while u close ur eyes.The next day,u can even feel ur eyes are stick together with glue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6lZr72yVNr0/TjAHg0iUZ-I/AAAAAAAAATg/0un0tZ5a2zc/s1600/IMG_0896_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6lZr72yVNr0/TjAHg0iUZ-I/AAAAAAAAATg/0un0tZ5a2zc/s400/IMG_0896_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634011394280286178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the ointment that Im using right now. Although it doesnt make u feel good after u apply it but it really helped to reduce my swollen eyes and sort of like 'lubricated' my dry eyes. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few days of treatment,this is how my eyes look like [&gt;&lt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzLkrXZFO6A/TjAEJtZUAsI/AAAAAAAAATA/NMBtMCHIKjQ/s1600/IMG_0969_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzLkrXZFO6A/TjAEJtZUAsI/AAAAAAAAATA/NMBtMCHIKjQ/s400/IMG_0969_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634007698691588802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ﾉω-ヾ)The progression of the treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OnsvMi5dfI8/TjAKfo2yAkI/AAAAAAAAATo/Hu0JbGkk-54/s1600/IMG_0986_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OnsvMi5dfI8/TjAKfo2yAkI/AAAAAAAAATo/Hu0JbGkk-54/s400/IMG_0986_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634014672499900994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have to stop wearing color lenses for a period of time..This is a pretty goooood lesson for me uh!! HAHA Cam whore without color lenses after 6days of torturing treatment~ *peace*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-6190123978932407919?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/6190123978932407919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/07/consequence-of-color-lenses-that-i-have.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/6190123978932407919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/6190123978932407919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/07/consequence-of-color-lenses-that-i-have.html' title='Consequence of color lenses that I have experienced'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gvCH5i0C5JI/TjAGVjJRQuI/AAAAAAAAATI/F1H_OkRtHSM/s72-c/IMG_0889_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-1326519958680642262</id><published>2011-07-21T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T03:26:36.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>可愛い!!Symbols for Your Facebook Wall!!</title><content type='html'>Well,today Im going to copy and paste all the cute symbols in my blog.I love to comment things and add some cute symbols or expressions in my comment box.So most of the times,i used to google search for those cute symbols and added them when i was commenting on people status or my status in facebook. HAHA kinda lame uh? So now,I think this could be the fastest way for me to copy and paste all my cute expression symbols on my facebook wall..TEEHEE..大好き~ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random cute symbols&lt;br /&gt;①②③④⑤⑥⑦⑧⑨⑩⑪⑫&lt;br /&gt;⑬⑭⑮⑯⑰⑱⑲⑳&lt;br /&gt;ⒶⒷⒸⒹⒺⒻⒼⒽⒾⒿⓀⓁ&lt;br /&gt;ⓂⓃⓄⓅⓆⓇⓈⓉⓊⓋⓌⓍ&lt;br /&gt;ⓎⓏⓐⓑⓒⓓⓔⓕⓖⓗⓘⓙⓚ&lt;br /&gt;ⓛⓜⓝⓞⓟⓠⓡⓢⓣⓤⓥⓦⓧⓨⓩ&lt;br /&gt;◯☁☂☃☄★☆☇☈☉☊☌♕&lt;br /&gt;☰✥✏❘❁✿✽✦✖✘❒❏✪&lt;br /&gt;❀❁❂❄❀✼❜✹✟❡❢❣❤❥&lt;br /&gt;❦❶❷❸❹❺❻❼❽❾❿➳➵➶&lt;br /&gt;➷➸➹➺➻➼➽➾&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourate symbols&lt;br /&gt;✿ （*｀・_ゝ・）ノ └(￣▽￣*) (o´c_,｀o) （*´・д・｀） (ｏゝ∀･) (*´・ェ・)っ.゜+。★ (｡･ω･)ﾉﾞ (ξ・з・)ξ (・Ω・)ﾉ (｡Ф∀Ф｡)o (ﾉω-ヾ) (ゝω´･)b Ｕ,,･ω･) ( 'Θ') (*ФωФ)ゞ&lt;br /&gt;*.:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:* *.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡.:* *.:｡✿*ﾟ¨ﾟ✎･ ✿.｡.:* *.:｡✿*ﾟ¨ﾟ✎･✿.｡.:*゜*゜Ｙ⌒Ｙ｡+ﾟ☆ﾟ+｡Ｙ⌒Ｙ゜*゜ ☆•:*´¨`*:•..•:*´¨`*:•.☆ .。+゜*☆⌒Ｙ⌒Ｙ⌒Ｙ⌒☆*゜+。.。:.*.ﾟ ﾟ¨ﾟﾟ･*:..｡o○☆ﾟ+｡&lt;br /&gt;｡◕‿◕｡(◡‿◡✿) (◕‿◕✿)✖‿✖ (◕〝◕) ◕‿-｡~.~ «-(¯`v´¯)«-- ..·.¸¸·´¯`·.¸¸.ஐ ...¤¸¸.·´¯`·.¸·.&gt;&gt;--» [[ o(‧'''‧)o ◐ ◑(‧'''‧)o εїз ⓛⓞⓥⓔ ∞Ψ ∑ ⌒ &lt;br /&gt;【*´⊥'】 (=ﾟωﾟ) (;ﾉﾟД &lt;br /&gt;yωy*) (´ゝз･) (｡･ω･｡) (｡&gt;д&lt;) (･ｃ_,･｡) (っ&gt;ω&lt;)っ (_ _。) (｀･皿･´) ( -`д´-) (ﾟロﾟ;) (;ﾟ曲ﾟ) (=' . '=) (='o'=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The domo expressions HAHA&lt;br /&gt;⊙▂⊙　⊙０⊙　⊙︿⊙　⊙ω⊙　⊙﹏⊙　⊙△⊙　⊙▽⊙ ˋ▂ˊ　ˋ０ˊ　ˋ︿ˊ　ˋωˊ　ˋ﹏ˊ　ˋ△ˊ　ˋ▽ˊˇ▂ˇ　ˇ０ˇ　ˇ︿ˇ　ˇωˇ　ˇ﹏ˇ　　ˇ△ˇ　ˇ▽˙▂˙　˙０˙　˙︿˙　˙ω˙　˙﹏˙　˙△˙　˙▽˙ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some RANDOM cute shapes&lt;br /&gt;▩ ◘ ◙ ▓ ▒ ░ Café № ＠ ㊣ ™ ℡ 凸 の ๑۞๑ ๑۩ﺴ ﺴ۩๑o(‧'''‧)o ❆ⓔ べ ☀ ☼ ☜ ☞ ⊙® ◈ ♦ ◊ ◦ ◇ ◆ εїз &lt;br /&gt;☀☁☂☃☄★☆☇☊☋☌☎☏☸♓♕♖♗♘♙♚♛♜♝♞♟♠♡♢♣♥♧♩♫♬♭♮♯✁✂✃✄✆✈: &lt;br /&gt;✎ ✟ஐ ≈ ๑۩۩.. ..۩۩๑๑۩۞۩๑ ✲&lt;br /&gt;♂ ♀ ♥ ♡ ☜ ☞ ☎ ☏ ⊙ ◎ ☺ ☻ ► ◄ ▧ ▨ ♨ ◐ ◑ ↔ ↕ ▪ ▫ ☼ ♦ ▀ ▄ █ ▌ ▐ ░ ▒▬ ♦ ◊ ◦ ☼ ♠ ♣ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▩ ◘ ◙ ◈ ♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ の ☆ → あ ぃ ￡ ❤ ｡◕‿◕｡ &lt;br /&gt;๑۩۞۩๑ ♟ ☼ ☀ o O ＃ 【】ψ▓ ► ◄ ▒ ░ ♀♂√ ╮╭ ╯╰ ァ ┱ ┲ ☆ ★ ♫ ♬ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numbers:&lt;br /&gt;❶❷❸❹❺❻❼❽❾❿① ② ③ ④ ⑤ ⑥ ⑦ ⑧ ⑨ ⑩ ⑪ ⑫ ⑬ ⑭ ⑮ ⑯ ⑰ ⑱ ⑲ ⑳ ⓐ ⓑ ⓒ ⓓ ⓔ ⓕ ⓖ ⓗⓘ ⓙ ⓚ ⓛ ⓜⓝ ⓞ ⓟ ⓠ ⓡ ⓢ ⓣ ⓤ ⓥ ⓦ ⓧ ⓨ ⓩ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny expressions:&lt;br /&gt;ﾟヽ(｡･c_,･｡)ﾉ)))｡ …(*゜～｀*)｡O○ ☆【 &gt;Д＜;】ﾉ｡оO (づ￣ ³￣)づ~~♡ (●*∩_∩*●)(｡◕‿◕｡) o(‧'''‧)o (◕‿◕❀)(◡‿◡❀)●(‧'''‧)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-1326519958680642262?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/1326519958680642262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/07/symbols-for-your-facebook-wall.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/1326519958680642262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/1326519958680642262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/07/symbols-for-your-facebook-wall.html' title='可愛い!!Symbols for Your Facebook Wall!!'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-4570979194501546226</id><published>2011-04-24T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T03:59:48.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ideal Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NL5E32-NrwE/TbQCnWr5tiI/AAAAAAAAARs/GHIJLc95z4g/s1600/ideal%2Bboy%2Bfriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NL5E32-NrwE/TbQCnWr5tiI/AAAAAAAAARs/GHIJLc95z4g/s400/ideal%2Bboy%2Bfriend.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599103111856240162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-4570979194501546226?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/4570979194501546226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-ideal-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/4570979194501546226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/4570979194501546226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-ideal-boyfriend.html' title='My Ideal Boyfriend'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NL5E32-NrwE/TbQCnWr5tiI/AAAAAAAAARs/GHIJLc95z4g/s72-c/ideal%2Bboy%2Bfriend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-8584299891960020087</id><published>2011-04-16T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T06:32:47.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not too late to say I Love You</title><content type='html'>Today,I watched a video from facebook..The story was about how the children abandoned or neglected their parents,and I realized that those kind of story has the same ending.It sure will end up their parents passed away and they cried like SHIT and felt so regret for what they had done.Now,here comes my point!!What is the point he or she crying in the end of the story?Don't you ever use your asshole brain to think for your attitude when your love one is still alive?Don't you f**king cry like shit and apologize when you did something that hurt your parent when they are still alive?Why you want to give yourself a shot to feel regret for what you had done?I'm so sorry,I just feel so pissed after I watched that stupid dumb asshole video.My emotion just lost control and shot to the peak of my head!!{{{(&gt;_&lt;)}}}&lt;br /&gt;I left my home town when I was 18.That was my first time to stay so far away from my parent.Maybe you might feel that I behave like a little girl or baby girl but I admitted that I cried like a lost child in the train.It been two years I never have my reunion dinner with my family during Chinese New Year because my exam schedule always happen in the period of Lunar New Year so I have no choice and need to stay in Sg.Although I got the chance to spend my CNY with my relative in Sg but I really miss my family loads during such a meaningful and important festival.I bet that there are more people worse than me at outside there,they might be dont even have a single chance to celebrate CNY at all.Some even never ever have a warm reunion dinner in their life at all and for that,I'm so sorry.Believe me or not,I can talk with my mother in phone for one hour nonstop.Incredible,isn't it?I also dont know how can I be so talkative especially having conversation with my mum.My friends find it very unbelievable because they always thought that I was talking with my friend in the phone yet that person is actually my mother. (●*∩_∩*●)&lt;br /&gt;I feel so glad that I have a warm and sweet family.That is the biggest gift I got it from the God.I trust that you can make it too..all you need to do is just pick up your phone and dial your house number.Learn to make friend with your parent,love and care about them.Dont be afraid to say I love you or I miss you to your parent.Learn to appreciate and be thoughtful,you can make the different.xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5b_UflDzM54/TjATOpUXiJI/AAAAAAAAATw/bqjNQ_E72Po/s1600/226599_124736024273558_100002114835090_199161_8000180_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5b_UflDzM54/TjATOpUXiJI/AAAAAAAAATw/bqjNQ_E72Po/s400/226599_124736024273558_100002114835090_199161_8000180_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634024276170868882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey,Dad!Mum! Look at me!!! I LOVE YOU!! MUACKSZ~&lt;br /&gt;------------------------(づ￣ ³￣)づ~~♡ ~~~~ (*^ -^*)-(¯`v´¯)--------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-8584299891960020087?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/8584299891960020087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-not-too-late-to-say-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/8584299891960020087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/8584299891960020087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-not-too-late-to-say-i-love-you.html' title='It&apos;s not too late to say I Love You'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5b_UflDzM54/TjATOpUXiJI/AAAAAAAAATw/bqjNQ_E72Po/s72-c/226599_124736024273558_100002114835090_199161_8000180_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-7491069472922040013</id><published>2011-01-13T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T07:34:48.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Birds Personality Test</title><content type='html'>Do you know who are you?Do you even think about which category of personality that u fall under?If one day,someone ask you that what is your personality?what would you answer?Yesterday,my lecturer played a personality test with all of us,the test title is called what kind of birds are you?There are owl,eagle,dove and peacock =)and guess what?I'm an owl..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm quite happy with the result because it really makes sense and I can't believe that it able to describe all my personality so precisely.The feeling is so magical til I cant tell in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I am writing all about these in my blog now.Maybe I just feel like sharing this personality test to all of my friends or maybe I just want to spend part of my time speak out something.Seriously,when I was at home and my parent and aunt never call me,I can zip up my mouth for one whole day,without speak out one word..Ops,I should stop moaning at here..Let's move to the result of the test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eagle:Dominant leader,controller,direct,orientated toward productivity and goals.&lt;br /&gt;They are independent,fast,competitive,ambitious,determined and influential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owl:The wise owl,the intellectual,analytical,systematic problem solvers,concerned with the facts,process and perfection.They are logical,meticulous,practical,conservative,formal,efficient,structured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dove:Sensitive dove,unassertive,warm,reliable,softhearted,avoids risjs,people ortientated.They are friendly,patient,unassuming,loyal,cooperative,kind,caring and emotional.ps.Most of the girls fall into this category &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peacock:They are social butterfly,spontaneous,people-people,avoids facts and discipline,idea people,delightful and persuasive.They are confident,expressive,animated,flamboyant,outgoing and adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,which bird type are you?You can try the test out thru google search for bird symbols personality test.All the best ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.Those description is copy from the result that given by my lecturer.I tried to change my word alignment after I received my friend's comment..hope this post will looks better than the previous one =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-7491069472922040013?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/7491069472922040013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/01/four-birds-personality-test.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/7491069472922040013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/7491069472922040013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/01/four-birds-personality-test.html' title='Four Birds Personality Test'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-4680913279102035232</id><published>2011-01-08T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T06:47:49.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ wishes for 2011  ♥</title><content type='html'>2011 is arrived!! I believe that all of us got our new plan for our new life..for instance some might decided that this year he is going to propose to his beloved girl friend,some choose to give up all the awful or painful memories in the pass and start his or her new life,some wish to work harder than last time and got his or her great achievement in this year..while I do have my wishes too&lt;br /&gt;Miyuki's wishes:&lt;br /&gt;♥. I want to take up two part time jobs..and Im going for my interview session later.It's a server position in a italian restaurant and I wishes myself good luck.ps.May God bless me later =)(9/1/2011)&lt;br /&gt;♥. I want stop playing and wasting my time on facebook and online chit chat.I believe that Im doing it very well,my determination is still persisting..&lt;br /&gt;♥. I want to change my handphone to either iphone,sony xperia,window phone or any phone that I find it's nice.This wishes still cannot exist because my contract only end in May.. =(&lt;br /&gt;♥. I want to lost 5kg more in this year..well,it's not tough at all since I still losing my appetite for eating..&lt;br /&gt;♥. I will stop eating subway bread now..the reason:I dont like to eat subway bread anymore.....&lt;br /&gt;♥. I wishes I will be happier than my previous year..I cant really control this wishes cause sometime it's hard to control one's feeling..LOL&lt;br /&gt;♥. I wishes I will have an unforgettable birthday this year..ps. T.T getting older =(&lt;br /&gt;♥. I must learn to open my eyes wide and be more aware when I meet new friend in this year..&lt;br /&gt;♥. I wishes my life is full with a lot of works,part-time jobs and mountain of assignment..the reason:i also dont know hahaha&lt;br /&gt;♥. I wishes I got more pocket money to buy the stuff I want and do the thing I want to do..like  clothes,make-up stuff,skin care products,books and ....&lt;br /&gt;♥. I want my hair grow longer and I want CHANGE MY HAIRSTYLE..since last year,I been saying this yet my hairstyle still never change..&lt;br /&gt;♥. It's 20 years old now,I wishes I got my chance to start travel around the world!! TEEHEE&lt;br /&gt;♥. I should learn to appreciate what I having right now and put more effort on it..hold it tight and love it more and more....ps..it refers to..?my pet?my books?my studies?it's a secret..=)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..looks like I have written a lot of my wishes at here..do you have your wishes too?what you are waiting for?write it out and start to roll the ball and make your wishes come trueeeeeeeeeeeeee!! Good luck!!Wish all my friends all the best as well as to my family =) ps.I think I will add somemore wishes when they got into my mind ^^ ops,and I got new japanese name thru japanese name translator and I find it quite nice either hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9oPuXs54dYI/TjAWurjto_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/PtvbYFSNYGY/s1600/bleksz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9oPuXs54dYI/TjAWurjto_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/PtvbYFSNYGY/s400/bleksz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634028125062800370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!PEOPLE~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-4680913279102035232?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/4680913279102035232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/01/wishes-for-2011.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/4680913279102035232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/4680913279102035232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2011/01/wishes-for-2011.html' title='♥ wishes for 2011  ♥'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9oPuXs54dYI/TjAWurjto_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/PtvbYFSNYGY/s72-c/bleksz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-7951638197176458898</id><published>2010-12-16T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:49:55.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A staircases life</title><content type='html'>Nowadays,we will always think that,in our life,we should always look forward and fight for our future,but sometime,when you slow down your footstep and look back what had you done,you might discover something special =)&lt;br /&gt;This is the story about a staircase life..&lt;br /&gt;Long long time ago,there was one pair of couple,they live at 80th floor.One day,they went for a jog,when they reached home,they realised the building was ran out of electricity,they carried loads of stuff and sweat like a dog,so they actually rushing back home for shower.Therefore,the wife suggested that they took the stairs and no need to wait for the lift.Well,the husband also agree with it.In the end,both of them took the staircases.But when reach 20th floor,the husband suggested that they leave their stuff at there and when everything is back to normal,they just take the lift and go down to get back their stuff.The wife smile and agree with her husband,hence they took out everything and left it at 20th floor.After that,they continued to walk the staircases,but at the moment they reached 40th floor,they already exhausted and there were still 40 more floor to go..and they started to blame on each other and quarrel..Slowly,they reached 60th floor.At that moment,they were completely enervated and dont even have the energy to quarrel anymore..So the husband said.'let's stoped blaming on each other and continue walked for the last 20 floors.'..Eventually,they reached their home.Suddenly,the wife realised that she had left the key in her haversack that they left it at 20th floor.&lt;br /&gt;Some people said that this story is actually describing our life.Before we reach age 20,we all are live in the world that protected by our parents and work hard to fullfill our parents' and teachers' hope,it's just like carrying a big and heavy haversack.After 20years old,we are set free and we start to enjoy our life.But when the moment we reach 40 years old,we were mutters that life is sucks,we start to moan that everything in our life,for instance,life,work,family,working partner or place,salary etc.Till we reach age 60,we start to regret what had we done in our pass..therefore,we start to console ourself,stop complaining about life and learn to appreciate what we own.By the time we reach 80 years old,it seem like we already walk til the end of the bridge,we start to look back our life and realise that we never accomplish our dream and it still stuck at the age we were 20years old.&lt;br /&gt;The moral value of this story is..we should learn to achieve our dreams so that we wouldnt remorse when we come to the end of our life =)&lt;br /&gt;So,buck up!!and learn to appreciate every moments that u spend in ur life &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-7951638197176458898?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/7951638197176458898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/12/staircases-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/7951638197176458898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/7951638197176458898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/12/staircases-life.html' title='A staircases life'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-349370218468899974</id><published>2010-12-09T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T06:42:35.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear suicide</title><content type='html'>This few days,a lot of people trying to post emo status on fb,the worst thing is,someone even posted status on fb before he commited suicide.I just realised this is the new way that fb freak to leave the world.Fb not only allow us to play game,meet new friend,advertising product,it also let the people tell their last word to the whole world,even african,mexican,egyptian can know the news of someone die in asian country. isit that sounds very good?Besides,a lot of youngsters think that their boy friend and girl friend is the only precious diamond in this world,without each party,their world turn into hell..I dont see what is point at here?do u all still staying in a primitive world?HELLO,adam and eve had created a lot of human in this world.dont u see what is the point they do so?It's because they know everyday facing the same person,your life gonna be dull,so they wish human being know how to make their choices. Oh well,I really marvel that they got the gut to die haha well,i admit that I dont know what is in their mind when they came to the last moment,yet I dont really care too..I only know how valuable is the life.Girls,boys,if u happened to step in hospital,please open your eyes wide,as wide or big as u can,open until u able to tear off your eyelid which is the best one,and go to the intensive care unit(ICU) look at all those half dying patients on bed,thousand of tubing poking into their skin,cant even shit and pee like a normal people,eating thru nasogastric,moaning for pain all the times,and the most ironic is they are still struggling to fight with the demon and you are trying to give up life.Before u die,ask yourself,am i the most unlucky person in the world?what is the biggest impact that i faced in my life?isit cancer,bankrupt,going to attack by alien,or hunted by jigsaw or cold-blooded murderer..haha I really dont see why some people can cut off the life string just because of being dumped by someone,it's such a BABY BEHAVIOUR,like a baby will cry like crazy when they are hungry or just pop in their napkin.If u are standing on the top of the building now,preparing to jump down,I wish you all the best and take this as the last compliment that I leave for you,"YOU ARE THE WORLD MOST 'BRAVE' AND ZERO IQ AND EQ PERSON' good-bye &lt;3 TEEHEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mqmUwHLDVI/TjAVT39k13I/AAAAAAAAAT4/NwoetOjcou8/s1600/249744_130610540352773_100002114835090_238852_1316904_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mqmUwHLDVI/TjAVT39k13I/AAAAAAAAAT4/NwoetOjcou8/s400/249744_130610540352773_100002114835090_238852_1316904_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634026565024405362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. JOIN FaceBook,BEFORE U DIE!!NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!! *My sienz face!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-349370218468899974?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/349370218468899974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-suicide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/349370218468899974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/349370218468899974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-suicide.html' title='Dear suicide'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mqmUwHLDVI/TjAVT39k13I/AAAAAAAAAT4/NwoetOjcou8/s72-c/249744_130610540352773_100002114835090_238852_1316904_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-6394412217578699221</id><published>2010-11-03T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:40:17.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last word</title><content type='html'>This was a story that I heard from a hong kong actress..&lt;br /&gt;No one can live forever in this world because one day,maybe you or me might say good-bye with the earth and go to another world.So,have you ever wonder,what is the last word that most of the people will say before they leave the world?&lt;br /&gt;The story began with....&lt;br /&gt;There was a very famous priest in one city.His job was listened to people deathbed testement,so he saw and heard different kinds of story from people and help them to do the last rites.As time pass,the priest getting older and he cant even walk properly.Thus,he decided to retire.One day,there was a very old women came to his house and beg him to see her husband,because her husband was going to leave the world soon and he got a lot of words want to tell the priest.The priest dont want to break the old woman heart so he went to meet the old women husband.The old man told the priest that he was very regret with what he had done for his whole life.He was a musician when he was young but because of addicted to gambling,he lost his job and cant play music anymore,thus he wishes that the God will forgive him.After a few years,the priest had passed away,before he leave the world,he wrote his last words in a paper,he said that,if the time can reverse,60% of the people in this world can become a great man..&lt;br /&gt;This story tell us that,we always do something without think for the consequences,in the end,we just realised our mistake and we feel remorse for it.We cannot reverse the time,all we need to do is learn the lesson from other people and appreciate what we have =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-6394412217578699221?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/6394412217578699221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/11/last-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/6394412217578699221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/6394412217578699221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/11/last-word.html' title='The last word'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-3939225751193805478</id><published>2010-10-29T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T06:44:45.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile =)</title><content type='html'>I believe that everyone agree that time pass,thing changed.Time is a excellence lecturer,it taught us a lot of lessons and made you and me become a better person.&lt;br /&gt;It's almost one and a hald year I stay in Singapore.I admited that I miss home all the time and it was a tough time for me to get through with other people at the begining.The greatest trouble was the communication barrier,yet im still trying to improve my english.Now,i having training in national cardiac hospital.My trainer taught me a lot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I learn..&lt;br /&gt;How to be a sensitive person..&lt;br /&gt;How to communicate with the patient..&lt;br /&gt;I realised that SMILE is a powerful tool,it is the key to glue the relationship.I smile whenever I see my patient and I greet them all the time.I realised it makes them feel warm.My trainer told me that as a health care professional must always remember to smile with them and give them the personal privacy.She reminded me that how precious that life could be.Everyday,I can see difference kind of patients walk in and out of the hospital.I can see that everyone is trying so hard to survive,trying to fight with the disease what we can do,is just support our patients,love our patients and make them feel that we are here to care and help them.In contrast,I dont understand why some people still never satisfy with what they possess now?Why some people can bring themself to suicide?Why they love to complaint how terrible is their life when they are healthy enough to run and play on the field.Compare to those patients who lying on hospital bed,compare to those suffer from cancerous illness patients,compare to those kids who die from starvation,do u all think that your life worse than them?&lt;br /&gt;Sometime,I feel so happy that the patients smile and say 'thankyou' with me.Althought I feel tired most of the time but I still love my attachment.Sometimes,just a small conversation can even make them feel so warm and smile..I love to see the way people smile because it is the most wonderful thing in this world..People might think that I am insane or stupid,because I smile all the time and even I got scold from other people,I will just smile and apologize to them.I even smile when I make mistake.I just believe that smile makes my life more colourful &amp; brighten other people's day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmuK-QJOgcc/TjAV9VCEVSI/AAAAAAAAAUA/DNAd4NnrtSw/s1600/263790_140524276028066_100002114835090_284210_4157048_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmuK-QJOgcc/TjAV9VCEVSI/AAAAAAAAAUA/DNAd4NnrtSw/s400/263790_140524276028066_100002114835090_284210_4157048_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634027277202511138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SMILE A DAY,KEEP ALL THE BAD LUCK AWAY!! TEEHEE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-3939225751193805478?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/3939225751193805478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/10/smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/3939225751193805478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/3939225751193805478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/10/smile.html' title='Smile =)'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmuK-QJOgcc/TjAV9VCEVSI/AAAAAAAAAUA/DNAd4NnrtSw/s72-c/263790_140524276028066_100002114835090_284210_4157048_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-8721055061877259203</id><published>2010-09-08T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T00:53:05.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>☂Without the Soul☁</title><content type='html'>Am I look like a girl without the soul??When my world is painted only with grey colour..This is how I looked like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/TIc_0elXXCI/AAAAAAAAAN4/0C3qkgSOVis/s1600/my+soul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/TIc_0elXXCI/AAAAAAAAAN4/0C3qkgSOVis/s320/my+soul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514446439533992994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/TIc_zDsY7WI/AAAAAAAAANw/t-ZTl4rqtQs/s1600/huge+eye.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/TIc_zDsY7WI/AAAAAAAAANw/t-ZTl4rqtQs/s320/huge+eye.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514446415135829346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/TIc_xsfZvUI/AAAAAAAAANo/4Wab5xExUS0/s1600/DSC01676.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/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/TIc_xsfZvUI/AAAAAAAAANo/4Wab5xExUS0/s320/DSC01676.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514446391727471938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/TIc_wzA55AI/AAAAAAAAANg/AZQXstk1Z9w/s1600/DSC00550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/TIc_wzA55AI/AAAAAAAAANg/AZQXstk1Z9w/s320/DSC00550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514446376298734594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-8721055061877259203?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/8721055061877259203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/09/without-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/8721055061877259203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/8721055061877259203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/09/without-soul.html' title='☂Without the Soul☁'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/TIc_0elXXCI/AAAAAAAAAN4/0C3qkgSOVis/s72-c/my+soul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-4095297801958496853</id><published>2010-09-07T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T00:21:03.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Questions about Myself ❤</title><content type='html'>Exam was over,I should feel exuberant.Normally,people will have the sense of relief,as in they will shout on top of the roof 'HOORAY,EXAM IS OVER!!HALLELUJAH~~' or burn alll the lecture note,throw everything into trash and say goodbye with those freaking modules..However,I felt wretched without any reason.Maybe is because of the test paper or maybe just feel apathetic.So,I decided to ask some random questions about myself..weird huh?Oh well,I am weirdo ❤&lt;br /&gt;So,let get the ball rolling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you..?&lt;br /&gt;Bite your nails?--Hmm,I'm not very sure with it but I guess I did that before.Ofcause not that often,I found that is disgusting,I think that is personal hygiene problem &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Have nightmares often?--Yes,I have nightmares in this few days.I think is because of the stressful exam period..&lt;br /&gt;Find yourself typing LiKe DiS OfTeN?--No,kinda wasting time to type everything in that way &lt;br /&gt;Have any phobias?--Yes,I think I have phobia about introducing myself..I hate to speak out in crowd.&lt;br /&gt;Like the way you look?--hmm,this is a good question!!I also dont know but people tend to say I look like a ghost doll.I have no idea is that the way I look like.&lt;br /&gt;Play any sports?--K,I used to ban sports when I was in my secondary school life.I hate sports loads,just because I find it boring and make me feel worn out.But now,I force myself to exercise,why so?is all the diet plan's fault!!&lt;br /&gt;Have friends you don't like?--HAVE!!definitely hahaha I hate those people who behave very rude and inconsiderate!!&lt;br /&gt;Like a lot music?--YES!! I LOVE MUSIC LOADS..music is my life..&lt;br /&gt;Like screamo?--I dont think so..I prefer song without lyric ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random...&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate today?--Red bean bun with cereal drink =) p.s the red bean bun taste terrible!!&lt;br /&gt;What colour is you room?--Peach colour ^^&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you said?--Bye bye,thuzar.Text me on friday if everything is on =))) ps.she is my dear =)&lt;br /&gt;Do you shit today?--havent =.=11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever..?&lt;br /&gt;Been in love,truely?--Yes,I did..only once in my life..it's complicated!!&lt;br /&gt;Been Heartbroken?--Yes,most of the time..wuhuhu,it was such a tragedy..&lt;br /&gt;Broke someones heart?--Yes,I did break someone heart before.And I felt so sorry for what I had done..im sorry ❤&lt;br /&gt;Wished you could go back in time?--No,I never think to go back in time.Everyone should learn to let go the past and look forward for the new life =)&lt;br /&gt;Made a mistake?--I should said 'mistakesssss'..I made lot of mistakes for my test.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Missed someone who dumped you a lot?--normally,I will hate them loads when the thing just happened.But as time past,I feel so grateful to them because they make me grow up ❤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----x---o---x---o---x---o---x----the end----o---x---o---x---o---x----o----x----o-----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-4095297801958496853?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/4095297801958496853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-questions-about-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/4095297801958496853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/4095297801958496853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-questions-about-myself.html' title='Random Questions about Myself ❤'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-5177373158355457695</id><published>2010-08-03T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T06:49:10.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My world ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3ga6to5Zes/TjAXT6rdexI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Cq_f-sTFmB4/s1600/DSC03205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3ga6to5Zes/TjAXT6rdexI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Cq_f-sTFmB4/s400/DSC03205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634028764776987410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone yearned to have their own dream life..when I was a kid,studied in kindergarden,I wish I grew up faster and got into primary school life..the moment I steped into my primary school life,I was dying for secondary school life..as I got into my secondary school life,I was thirst for college life..Now,I'm a tertiary student and I'm looking forward to become a worker and go for work everyday,no school,no assignment,no more report,no more exam and test..isn't it sounds so fantastic,is it? I guess I'm not the only one who will think for those thing,i believe everyone do too..when you got your job,you will chatter how sucks is your job and worst is your life and that is the moment you beg to retire as soon as possible. No one will even satisfy with what they having now.No matter is about the life,the job,the result for your module,friendship,relationship,marriage and etc. As time pass,you experience and learn a lot,therefore you wish to see the improvement,you will hope everything get better as you wish..for instance,when you have a very sweet relationship,but as time pass,you slowly realised he or she is not your soul mate,you started to maunder how bad is he or she behaviour and how terrible the way he or she treat you..and started to quarrel and fight,eventually say goodbye with each other..well,I presume that this is not happening to all of us..no one is alike,we really cant expect other people to have the same way as what we thought,but sometime you will find it is soo annoying with those kind of people,just because you dont like the way they behave and you expect more from he or she.The world is always like that and I learn to see the truth,the reality of the life..the more I watched,the more I heard,the more I thought..If I had a chance to choose the my life,I wish the sky in my world is black in colour,rain is rainbow in colour,stars never disappear,no transport on the road,no tall building,the field and grass are purple in colour,the moon with a smily face,the sun never appear,people are mute,all the trees are rainbow in colour,red,orange,yellow.....this is the world appear in my mind..it is existence because I went there once in my life..No one will ever feel satisfy,me either..that is the reason we lost our smile....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-5177373158355457695?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/5177373158355457695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/5177373158355457695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/5177373158355457695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-world.html' title='My world ♥'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3ga6to5Zes/TjAXT6rdexI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Cq_f-sTFmB4/s72-c/DSC03205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-122507960180200509</id><published>2010-06-27T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T07:24:51.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is all about her-the angel without wings</title><content type='html'>As time pass,I realised the differences between the life in a village and a city. When the moment you saw and heard everything that happened around you,you will realise the personality among the crowds,the ways people interact with each other,the ways people reach the target unscrupulously.Seriously,I had fed up with those thing that I saw and heard about her..and because of her,I learn something in my life.I learn to be realistic. Please dont give me a rap on the knuckles, I am influence by the environment. Without selfishness, is hard for me to survive in this kind of harsh life. Besides that,I really dont see what is the point helping other person,in the end,no one will appreciate what you did,on the contrary,they blame everything on you..isn't that sounds very stupid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met an angel without wings in my life,she never fuss about anything that they did to her.She try her best to treat everyone friendly in her life.Instead of saying thankyou to her,people always blame her for everything and treat her badly. This make my heart ache. I wish I can flee her from that box,but I am too young and I cant afford to give her anything. All I can do is always stand by her side,support her and comfort her when she felt blue in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely angel,I will flee you from the box one day..I promise..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-122507960180200509?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/122507960180200509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-all-about-her-angel-without-wings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/122507960180200509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/122507960180200509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-all-about-her-angel-without-wings.html' title='Is all about her-the angel without wings'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-8021315421588586351</id><published>2010-02-12T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:09:07.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss you</title><content type='html'>Now is 2.33am,but i didnt feel tired at all..chinese new year is coming soon,but i really didnt feel excited at all and even didnt feel like it is a special day for me. Every year, i used to celebrate chinese new year wiv my family..but this time,is my first time,celebrate chinese new year without my parent at my side..is just feel like something is not right at all and some part is missing for this coming festival..&lt;br /&gt;2010,is not a new starting point for me..today,I ask the most stupid question in my class..i felt so dispressing..because i cannot speak fluent english that why people tend to misunderstand what i trying to say..it really makes me feel so bad,when there is no one understand what u trying to say or mention..the moment i heard lot of people keep on whispering what does she talking about,i dont get what she wanna said,what does she mean..I just canot do anything but getting more nervous and stress..i try my best to make it clear,but still,most of my classmates cannot get what i talking about.I just feel i am so fail..and never improve at alll..almost one year already study at here,i stil facing the same obstacle..i already get used with the life being a joker...that why,when someone asking me,how r u today..my answer will always be the same.."perfectly fine!" actually,it is just a lie..for me,everyday is just the same..i just forcing myself to smile all the time..so no matter is chinese new year,valentine day,christmas or weekend,everyday is just the same for me..nothing special happen at all and no miracle happen at all..my english still very lousy,my life still very stressful...&lt;br /&gt;sometime,i just felt like i wan to give up and cannot take it anymore..i really felt that this place doesnt belongs to pehrong at all...but,i knew that my mum n dad have higher expectation on me..and i should be responsible to my choice n my decision..there is no way for me to U turn anymore&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna said,'dad,mum,i really very miss u..i miss home..i miss having dinner wiv u all,i miss the time we have fun together..laughing together..i miss the way u treat me when i having exam..mum..i miss u all so much..Y.Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-8021315421588586351?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/8021315421588586351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/02/miss-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/8021315421588586351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/8021315421588586351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2010/02/miss-you.html' title='Miss you'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-8564507652503255280</id><published>2009-08-21T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:52:42.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is not all around</title><content type='html'>今天看了一部爱情片，戏中的女主角是个万人迷，有不少男人都败在她的石榴裙下，女主角是个花花公主，她从来都不相信她爱的人。爱情，对她来说，只是一个游戏，你骗我，我骗你，一旦成功的得到那男孩的心，她就觉得这一场游戏不好玩了。就这样，她总是不停的换男友。也因此，她伤害了不少男孩的心。就在有一次，她同时爱上了两个男生，一个是他的前男友，而另一个则是个年少的医生。。就在她想认认真真的爱一个人的时候，她偏偏选错的对象。最终，她选择了她的前男友，只因为有·一次，她看见那医生牵着另一个女孩的手。但她永远都不知道，其实那女孩并不是那大医生的女友，而相反的，最终她选择的男孩，一直都在欺骗她。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这故事的宗旨告诉了我，&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;在这世界上，很多事情都是障眼法，你看的未必是真的；而真的未必能让你看得到。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就像这女孩，她看见那大医生男孩牵着其他女孩的手，就一口咬定，他们俩是情侣关系；而她前男友总是告诉她，他身边的那个女孩只是他的妹妹，其实，真正的答案她永远都不知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天的日记是想告诉大家，&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;真爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;，并不是常常都出现在我们的身边，所以要好好的珍惜身边所有爱你的人，当然也包括你爱的人噢；&lt;/span&gt;生活，并不像童话世界般完美；生活，是残酷的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-8564507652503255280?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/8564507652503255280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-not-all-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/8564507652503255280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/8564507652503255280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-not-all-around.html' title='Love is not all around'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-3171742133248732430</id><published>2009-07-20T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:56:59.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>长大了！！</title><content type='html'>刚刚看过了班的日记，好怀念。。好怀念。。&lt;br /&gt;原来，我们都各分东西了。。&lt;br /&gt;再看看那张班级照，&lt;br /&gt;忽然间，有点感触。。&lt;br /&gt;我们都长大了～～&lt;br /&gt;好棒哦！！&lt;br /&gt;不知你们是否会那么的认为。。&lt;br /&gt;长大了，&lt;br /&gt;好多事情，看事情的角度都渐渐的改变了&lt;br /&gt;也许，应该说。。&lt;br /&gt;从单纯的思想，渐渐的变得更复杂&lt;br /&gt;当然咯，功课更是增加了不少&lt;br /&gt;是不是中学时期比较好呢？&lt;br /&gt;我常告诉我自己，&lt;br /&gt;人，需要长大！&lt;br /&gt;只能不断的往前看，才可以达到你的目票&lt;br /&gt;走过的路，就算是很怀念&lt;br /&gt;也无法把时光倒流&lt;br /&gt;朋友，我好想你们&lt;br /&gt;也许，说是件简单的事&lt;br /&gt;但做又是另一回事&lt;br /&gt;我。。。&lt;br /&gt;再也忍不住的。。&lt;br /&gt;偷偷想念你们。。&lt;br /&gt;偷偷怀念以往的日子&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-3171742133248732430?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/3171742133248732430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/3171742133248732430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/3171742133248732430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_20.html' title='长大了！！'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-6425698899741793366</id><published>2009-07-01T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:43:38.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty of the doll</title><content type='html'>I love the expreession in their eye.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They give me one kind of mystery feel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like there is no one can ever predict what is in their mind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They seem like always live in their own world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a peaceful and joyful world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353423857885007826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SksuopVWT9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/98uyQAbelBk/s320/lumi2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353423853894715954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/Sksuoad_SjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/E5TQHRG5ezs/s320/ghost+doll.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353423848401423298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SksuoGASS8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/onYecjbSR3I/s320/ghost+doll9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353423845662609794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/Sksun7zTUYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LVm7YSDyWiw/s320/ghost+doll5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353423842212285442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/Sksunu8rjAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AiLjF1LtMUE/s320/ghost+doll16.bmp" border="0" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-6425698899741793366?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/6425698899741793366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/07/beauty-of-doll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/6425698899741793366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/6425698899741793366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/07/beauty-of-doll.html' title='Beauty of the doll'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SksuopVWT9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/98uyQAbelBk/s72-c/lumi2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-982777175678977213</id><published>2009-06-30T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:41:11.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>勇气</title><content type='html'>勇气，是我永远都办不到的事。。&lt;br /&gt;来到了新环境读书已有三个月了，&lt;br /&gt;在班上的我并不是真正的我，&lt;br /&gt;那只是一个躯壳，并没有灵魂。。&lt;br /&gt;我爱疯狂的笑，&lt;br /&gt;爱唧唧喳喳的不停说话&lt;br /&gt;但是，来到了这儿，我失去了自我&lt;br /&gt;总是一个人的去上学&lt;br /&gt;一个人的走着。。&lt;br /&gt;一个人的坐在一旁。。&lt;br /&gt;当和朋友聊天，我总爱傻傻的微笑，&lt;br /&gt;并没有太多的意见&lt;br /&gt;我没勇气多说话。。&lt;br /&gt;没勇气抬头向他们打招呼。。&lt;br /&gt;并不是因为我是个骄傲的女生&lt;br /&gt;我只是发现，&lt;br /&gt;每一次的勇气。。&lt;br /&gt;都是一个笑话。。&lt;br /&gt;都是一个深深的刀割伤口&lt;br /&gt;但，我总是厚着脸皮的傻笑着。。&lt;br /&gt;我流泪过，努力过，尝试过，&lt;br /&gt;最终我还是一个失去灵魂的我。。&lt;br /&gt;表哥说：‘这就是城市的世界。’&lt;br /&gt;我。。。可以做到吗？？&lt;br /&gt;我。。。是否可以坚持到底？？&lt;br /&gt;谁可以给我勇气？&lt;br /&gt;让我踏出孤单的世界，&lt;br /&gt;找到真正的我。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-982777175678977213?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/982777175678977213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/982777175678977213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/982777175678977213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_30.html' title='勇气'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-678231294868681515</id><published>2009-06-27T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T06:05:27.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>×o承诺×o</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;在&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;爱情&lt;/span&gt;的路上&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;情侣们都喜欢对彼此&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;许下&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;承诺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;承诺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;的定义到底在那里？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是为了安慰彼此？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;还是&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;想给对方一种安全感？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;又或者是&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;想取得彼此的信任？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;要是&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;承诺&lt;/span&gt;真的出自一颗真心&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;那么&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为何我不曾看过完美结局的婚姻？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;参加过无数的结婚典礼&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;新婚夫妻都会当着所有人的面前&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;对彼此取下&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;承诺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;然后&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为对方戴上&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;幸福之戒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;但是&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;日子久后&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是否还会记得彼此曾在红地毯上&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为彼此许下那感人的承诺？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是否还记得那一句“&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;我爱你&lt;/span&gt;”？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;对我而言。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;承诺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;只是&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;爱情上的点缀品&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;日子久了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就不会再有人去在乎与回想&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;所以&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;行动&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;比&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;承诺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;还要重要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也是最实际的表达方式&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;。。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/1366238718711976109-678231294868681515?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/678231294868681515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/678231294868681515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/678231294868681515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/oo.html' title='×o承诺×o'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-647216024132288946</id><published>2009-06-26T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:01:16.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>。。。变质的茶包。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是两人&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;手牵着手&lt;/span&gt;一同&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;走向&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;共同的一条路&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;拥有着&lt;/span&gt;共同的目标&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是个神奇的东西&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就好象&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;命中注定&lt;/span&gt;一样&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;在&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;茫茫人海中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;偏偏&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;就是爱上了他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;像一个茶包&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;刚&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;开始时&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;是甜蜜&lt;/span&gt;的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;有着浓浓&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;的茶香味&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;但。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;日子久了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;茶包&lt;/span&gt;就开始&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;变质了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;变得淡淡无味&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;茶香味也再也闻不到了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;这时的&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;亮起了红灯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;孤单&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;闯进了彼此的生活&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;想念&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;成了一种习惯&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;眼泪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;成了彼此的常客&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;失眠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;成了彼此染上隐的毒药&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;距离&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;把两人慢慢的隔开&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;这时的&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;来到了分叉路口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是各走各路？还是坚持共同的路？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;为何不让一切倒带？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;回想&lt;/span&gt;当初为何爱上了彼此&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为何与对方牵起手&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;这时&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;再想想&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;变质的茶包&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;还可以加入一些调味料吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;像是。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;糖果&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;让它&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;再次变成甜蜜的一杯茶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;愿天下间的情侣&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;可以&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;天长地久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/1366238718711976109-647216024132288946?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/647216024132288946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/647216024132288946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/647216024132288946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_26.html' title='。。。变质的茶包。。。'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-181086118792574245</id><published>2009-06-26T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:04:22.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;For those i always love and care.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How to say &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt; in 100 Languages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;English&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- I love you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afrikaans - Ek het jou lief&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Albanian - Te dua&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arabic - Ana behibak (to male)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arabic - Ana behibek (to female)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Armenian - Yes kez sirumem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bambara - M' bi fe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bengali - Ami tomake bhalobashi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Belarusian - Ya tabe kahayu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bisaya - Nahigugma ako kanimo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bulgarian - Obicham te&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cambodian - Soro lahn nhee ah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Catalan - T'estimo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cherokee - Tsi ge yu i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheyenne - Ne mohotatse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chichewa - Ndimakukonda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chinese - wo ai ni / Ngo oiy ney &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comanche - U kamakutu nu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Corsican - Ti tengu caru (to male)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cree - Kisakihitin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Creol - Mi aime jou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Croatian - Volim te&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Czech - Milu ji te&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Danish - Jeg Elsker Dig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dutch - Ik hou van jou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elvish - Amin mela lle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esperanto - Mi amas vin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estonian - Ma armastan sind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ethiopian - Af greki'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faroese - Eg elski teg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Farsi - Doset daram&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Filipino - Mahal kita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finnish - Mina rakastan sinua&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;French - Je t'aime , Je t'adore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frisian - Ik hald fan dy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gaelic - Ta gra agam ort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Georgian &lt;/em&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Mikvarhar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;German - Ich liebe dich&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Greek - S'agapo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gujarati - Hoo thunay prem karoo choo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hiligaynon - Palangga ko ikaw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hawaiian - Aloha Au Ia' oe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hebrew - ani ohev otach (to female)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hebrew - Ohevet ot'cha'' (to male)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hiligaynon - Guina higugma ko ikaw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hindi - Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hae&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmong - Kuv hlub koj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hopi - Nu'umi unangwa'ta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hungarian - Szeretlek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Icelandic - Eg elska tig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ilonggo - Palangga ko ikaw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Indonesian - Saya cinta padamu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inuit - Negligevapse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Irish - taim i'ngra leat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Italian - Ti amo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Japanese - Aishiteru / Anata ga daisuki desu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kannada - Naanu ninna preetisuttene&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kapampangan - Kaluguran daka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kiswahili - Nakupenda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Konkani - Tu magel moga cho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Korean - Sarang heyo / Nanun tangshinul sarang hamnida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Latin - Te amo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Latvian - Es tevi miilu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Labanese - Bahibak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lithuanian - Tave myliu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luxembourgeois - Ech hun dech gaer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Macedonian - Te Sakam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malay - Saya cintakan mu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malayalam - Njan Ninne Premikunnu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maltese - Inhobbok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marathi - Me tula prem karto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mohawk - Kanbhik&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moraccan - Ana moa jaba bik&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nahuati - Ni mits neki&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Navaho - Ayor anosh'ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ndebele - Niyakutanda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Norwegian - Jeg elsker deg (bokmaal)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pandacan - Syota na kita!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pangasinan - Inaru Taka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papiamento - Mi ta stimabo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Persian - Doo-set daaram&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pig Latin - Iay ovlay ouyay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Polish - Kocham ciebie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Portuguese - Eu te amo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romanian - Te iubesc&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Russian - Ya tebya liubliu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scot Gaelic - Tha gra\dh agam ort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serbian - Volim te&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Setswana - Ke a go rata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sindhi - Maa tokhe Pyar kendo ahyan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sioux - Techihhila&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slovak - Lu'bim ta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slovenian - Ljubim te&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spanish - Te quiero / Te amo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swahili - Ninapenda wewe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swedish - Jag alskar dig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swiss-German - Ich lieb Di&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surinam - Mi lobi joe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tagalog - Mahal kita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taiwanese - Wa ga ei li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tahitian - Ua Here Vau Ia Oe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tamil - Nan unnai kathalikaraen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Telugu - Nenu ninnu premistunnanu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thai - Phom rak khun (to female)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thai - Chan rak khun (to male)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tunisian - Ha eh bak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turkish - Seni seviyorum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ukrainian - Ya tabe kahayu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Urdu - mai aap say pyaar karta hoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vietnamesa - Anh ye^u em(to female)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Welsh - 'Rwy'n dy garu di&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yiddish - Ikh hob dikh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yoruba - Mo ni fe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zazi - Ezhele hexdege&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zuni - Tom ho'ichema&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;,is a word that looks so&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; short and sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why not say it more frequently to the one who you &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; care....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;daddy,mummy,family members,boyfriend,girlfriend,best friends,friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;'I love you'&lt;/span&gt;this word onlu will work when you say it sincerely...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If u really can do it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I trust,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one you&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; will always stay at your side &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;forever and ever....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no limit&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I trust in this world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;endless love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/1366238718711976109-181086118792574245?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/181086118792574245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/181086118792574245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/181086118792574245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You.....'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-5866065160083128283</id><published>2009-06-25T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:26:25.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>白纸</title><content type='html'>我有个新加坡的朋友告诉过我，她喜欢和小孩聊天。当时，我满脑子都是问号，对我来说，小孩什么都不懂，有什么好谈的呢？于是，我便问她为什么呢？她告诉我，&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;小孩的细想就像一张&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;白纸&lt;/span&gt;，非常的纯洁，简单，不复杂，没心机&lt;/span&gt;，她还说，&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;跟小孩说话的感觉可以无拘无束，也无需感到害怕，因为在小孩的世界不会有谎言&lt;/span&gt;。她说&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;相反的大人的世界很复杂。为了得到某些利益可以不择手段。为了地位，利益，可以睁眼说瞎话，把你捧得的高高在上，说到就像世界没有你是不行的。&lt;/span&gt;听了她的一番话，我微微的一笑，因为对我来说，这样的世界，我早已认定了，也看穿了。哈哈，我绝对同意她的看法！！哈哈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351502672069891074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SkRbU6dHlAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Jik5S4ZjDP8/s320/Going+to+sch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有一个侄儿(Darryl)和一个侄女(Sasa)。他们俩就像孪生姐弟，其实一个是大哥的女儿；一个则是弟弟的儿子。两个只不过是个两岁半的小孩。每天都爱吵吵闹闹。老实说，我不怎么喜欢小孩，我常认为，他们都好烦，爱哭，爱闹，爱捣蛋，爱闹别扭，最爱抢玩具！我不认为他们是可爱的天使! 只觉得他们好可怕，就像一个个的小捣蛋，专门搞砸你的生活。看来我不是一个有爱心的女孩哦哈哈！！其实，关于他们的“犯罪记录”不止是我个人认为他们可怕，就连他们的父母亲也拿他们没辙。我侄儿的父亲竟干脆叫他的儿子做老豆！！哈！哈！所以，每当他们正在哭闹，我总认为世界第三大战，原来就发生在我大姑的家。。t.t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351502375010570674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SkRbDn0qEbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/nbdfp3KMAyU/s320/DSC00446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351265094069572658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SkODQDb21DI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Yb9ForfFm54/s320/DSC00447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351264899042102642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SkODEs5rzXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4XsEOS6voUs/s320/02022009331+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天，我和我的姑姑带着这两个小瓜上街。唉，心想我有要被折磨了！！一路上，车子里都充满他们的欢笑声。当到达目的地。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我就对我的侄儿说：'come,darryl,gugu hold your hand.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他大声地哈哈笑着，然后将手伸给我。他的笑声不禁让我觉得他好可爱哦，因为可以走街了，而发出的可爱笑声。他的思想是多么容易的被捉摸。第一个地点是，我姑姑的工作地方，姑姑搭朋友买了一些东西，所以我们就带着两个小瓜到第一个地点。到了那儿，他们从二楼看下去，看见有一群年轻人正在庆祝生日，天真的sasa竟然蹲在那儿，向着一楼的哥哥姐姐们唱生日歌。把在场姑姑的同事们都弄得笑翻了。我能看到，感觉到，天真的她是多么认真地在唱happy birthday to you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接着，我便牵着sasa的手到我们的下一个地点--swensen restaurant。女孩通常都比较胆小，她的弱点就是不敢塔电梯。但是又爱逞强，看见弟弟做的到，于是也认为自己做的到。于是，她便对我说：‘姑姑，我要下来，我要自己塔！’看见她坚持的面孔，好吧，我牵着她走到电梯前。怎知。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她忽然发抖了，大叫道：'Oh!NO!NO!gugu,can not,faster hug me!I want hug hug!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当时我真的突然脑袋一片空白。。无言。。。。最终，还是要我抱她塔电梯。度过了难关，她便要求我把她放下。当要到达地面时，她看着我说：‘姑姑，你牵着我，等下我要跳到地面。’好的，我便牵起她的手。怎知她又大叫道：‘不是这样牵，姑姑，你要牵我两个手，我才不会跌到。’再次，我无言。。。。脑袋一片空白的服从她的一切要求。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了餐馆，两个小瓜看见桌上的广告纸，便拿了广告纸玩起了刀马旦把戏。敲桌子。。发出各种各样的声音。服务生端上的菜肴，正当我想吃时，sasa竟用广告纸打了我一下。我很生气地瞪着她，说道:'I say don't play!!' 她好像被吓呆了，双眸泪汪汪的看着我，说道：“我没做错。。。我没有。。。”我终于都被她那天真，无辜的样子打败了。我连忙抱着她说：'okie,okie,sorry sorry sasa.gugu sayang sayang.'哈哈。不料，她竟然笑了。。原来，小孩就那么简单！！我渐渐的发现到。。我爱上了他们天真无邪的样子。。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;简单，纯洁，就像一场白纸。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;要是大人们的思想就像他们一样，简单，纯洁，没心机，这世界会怎样？？&lt;/span&gt;有人会认为这世界将变成小孩国，每一个人都变的好幼稚，无知；但，相反，这世界将会永远和平。。无战争，无虚伪。哈哈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而我当然会希望世界变得小孩国咯！！哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;第一，不会有人在嘲笑我的身高。哈哈&lt;br /&gt;第二，会有永远。。长久的友情。。不会有“背叛”这个词再出现。&lt;br /&gt;第三，世界永远和平。××我家虽然常发生世界第三大战，但是，最终还是圆满结局。××&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351265263125714274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SkODZ5N-1WI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0bQJE_2B3jU/s320/DSC00533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351265417152137218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SkODi3AviAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GESOBDT6WcE/s320/DSC00532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;×o×o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-5866065160083128283?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/5866065160083128283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/5866065160083128283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/5866065160083128283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_25.html' title='白纸'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SkRbU6dHlAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Jik5S4ZjDP8/s72-c/Going+to+sch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-840810889178398111</id><published>2009-06-21T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:55:08.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>友情</title><content type='html'>你相信这世界上有真诚的友情吗？我曾问过不少人这个问题，大多数的人都会说：“朋友，都是信不过的一群！！”甚至有人曾告诉我：“当朋友的最高境界就是懂得如何利用朋友。”唉。。是否感到悲哀呢？我曾被朋友背叛了无数次。。每一次，我都哭成了泪人。每一次都被我妈妈骂我是个笨蛋。人家常说“经一致，长一智”但我不明白为何我还是那么的傻。一次又一次的被背叛。。我哭，并不是因为我失去了什么，而是心痛。。我在乎的一段友情，就因为一些小事而消失了。。我爸曾这样告诉过我：“&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;不论别人怎样对你，只要一真诚的一颗心去对待每个人，总有一天一定可以感动人心，找到真诚的友情&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;”这一句话就好像牢牢烙印在我的脑海里，不管时间如何的冲洗，都无法洗去爸爸的这个教诲。但是，我感到十分的矛盾，爸爸说的话，好像都不是真的。。渐渐的。。我开始想放弃这个念头了，大声的唤醒自己，别太天真了，一切都是虚假的，这就是世界的真面目。。也许。。。真诚的友情真的不曾存在过。。 &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这样的思想。。不知在什么时候，悄悄地潜入了我的心灵。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;直到。。。&lt;/span&gt;我&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;遇见了你们。。。我改变了我的念头，因为是你们，把我的黑白世界染的缤纷色彩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349810879353727282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/Sj5YpndmKTI/AAAAAAAAADI/Qk6qqo3tGAQ/s320/Frenship+4ever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349807286707067746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 438px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/Sj5VYfz4m2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/U90fBHTVKJE/s320/5sc12.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349806582897285234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/Sj5Uvh6jmHI/AAAAAAAAACw/eDDKRYhTQj0/s320/5sc1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349807891891546162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/Sj5V7uTG6DI/AAAAAAAAADA/eRTZH-tBEGA/s320/5185_1103917472985_1078176864_30270516_5386561_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们陪着我走过了不少欢乐`，难过的时光。。&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;他们就像是上帝送来的奇迹&lt;/span&gt;。。给我的人生添加了许多色彩。他们让我知道，这世上真诚的友谊是存在的。&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;我真的好想念，好想念你们！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;我们的友谊只有一句话可以形容。。。endless frenship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;友谊万岁！！！！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-840810889178398111?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/840810889178398111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/840810889178398111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/840810889178398111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_21.html' title='友情'/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/Sj5YpndmKTI/AAAAAAAAADI/Qk6qqo3tGAQ/s72-c/Frenship+4ever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-6338100707384955843</id><published>2009-06-03T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:43:30.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life =^^=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;人，可以是那么的坚强，那么的开朗，那么的爱哭，那么的脆弱。。全都败在。。人是感伤的动物。人有太多的情感。人懂得难过，流泪，心痛，尤其是被在乎的人伤害的感觉。。。那种感觉是多么的难受。。为什么呢？是因为在意？在乎？为什么人往往会因为一点小事而流泪？为什么会那么脆弱？怎么可以那么轻易的掉下泪？我相信在这个世界上，每个人都有脆弱的一面，没有一个人可以365天都那么坚强，天天微笑，那是不可能的。所以，我从不认为流泪是懦弱的表现，是投降的迹象，而是因为太累了，想休息，发泄的方式。至少我是真的那么想。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;但是，长大了，有的时候，很多事情真的由不得我们做决定，想哭却得忍着，想难过却得装微笑，想反抗却无力的踏出第一步，真的很矛盾！当一个人正在哭时，他身边的人总会安慰他：别哭，别哭，笑一个啦。。。微笑的定义可以很多。甜的笑容，酸的微笑，苦得微笑。。而再次微笑，说是容易。其实，它并不是想象中的那么简单。就好像跌倒了，就算爬起来了，伤口还是正在流血，还是一样的痛。唯一可以做的事是。。。让伤口随着时间的流逝，慢慢的康复。所以，在人生的路上，跌倒了，不是无法爬起来，只是的给自己一点时间，给自己一个机会，再重新开始。这就是人生。。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1366238718711976109-6338100707384955843?l=pehrong572.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/feeds/6338100707384955843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/life.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/6338100707384955843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1366238718711976109/posts/default/6338100707384955843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pehrong572.blogspot.com/2009/06/life.html' title='Life =^^='/><author><name>♥ Aiko Miyuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994955369509685796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0LzsC29Q-A/TalE-cuopsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TmZaNQRFNDg/s220/bleksz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1366238718711976109.post-7377823898696265825</id><published>2009-05-30T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T02:47:46.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>第一步</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;人的一生当中，凡事总会有第一步。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;当然，我也不例外，以下这几个步骤就是我人生的所有第一步：&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341611462302109858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiE3UuqsEKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/y0YsW_RagNU/s320/a+new+born+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;婴儿时期的第一步&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;当我第一步踏入这个世界，第一件做的事就是。。。。哭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;渐渐的。。我长大了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;第一次学爬，学走路，学跑向妈妈，爸爸的怀抱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;小时候的我·，不管跌倒了多少次，总是哭一哭又再次爬起来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;但是随着岁月增长，这种毅力，耐性，坚强逐渐消失&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;第一次上幼儿园，我哭成了泪人，不管怎样就是不要上学，就连校服也不肯换。就只会哭。哈哈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s1600-h/crying+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s1600-h/crying+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341624864068612466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s320/crying+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s1600-h/crying+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s1600-h/crying+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s1600-h/crying+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s1600-h/crying+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s1600-h/crying+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s1600-h/crying+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s1600-h/crying+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s1600-h/crying+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s1600-h/crying+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;还记得我第一次逃学是在我五岁的时候，现在回想起来都认为当年的我真的很不可思议，你们绝对不会相信，我可以为了不要上学，不顾生命危险，不顾一切的从巴士上跳下来（巴士的行走的速度不快，如果没错，应该是20km/h，哈哈哈哈）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFLMcpnRYI/AAAAAAAAABA/PyKK7Jm6pm4/s1600-h/1_841219660m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341633310259365250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFLMcpnRYI/AAAAAAAAABA/PyKK7Jm6pm4/s320/1_841219660m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFDg0I0MXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hHtaoMDJm68/s1600-h/crying+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="when i m small.." href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/54564000/1/841219660" alt="when i m small.."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="when i m small.." href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/54564000/1/841219660" alt="when i m small.."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;儿时的我。。第一排左边算起第一个小瓜。。呵呵&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;上了小学，也许是习惯了吧，所以不再害怕上学了。小时候，真的很调皮，爱捉弄坐在我后面的男孩，可说是个非常的野蛮的女孩，动不动就爱发脾气，把男同学的铅笔盒藏起来（我的藏宝地点--女厕所）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;长大了，思想也开始的改变了，是幼稚，好奇，无知，天真，我其实也不太清楚。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;我曾因为一段很疯狂，很傻的爱情而第一次和妈妈吵了一架。回想起来，真的很后悔。我自己也不知道为了什么，也许真的太傻了。竟然被爱情冲昏了脑!但是，最终我还是醒过来了。那一段感情，应该说。。是教训，是我人生中，做的最大的错误选择。不过，现在一切已经过去了，我从来就没想过那是我人生的一段回忆，反而对我而言是一个教训。中学时期，是我人生最多酸甜苦的回忆时期，我有一班十分疯狂的好友，中二和三时期，我总爱偷吃食物在班，这可说是件再普通不过的事情;中四时期，是我第一次在学校叫外卖,快乐的时光总是过得特别快。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFcn8kIQBI/AAAAAAAAABI/q83k2k2NneA/s1600-h/1_359620599m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341652474380435474" style="WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDNPSTC8Cy4/SiFcn8kIQBI/AAAAAAAAABI/q83k2k2NneA/s320/1_359620599m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;转眼间，我离开了家乡，来到一个全新的环境求学（Singapore polytechnic）不知道为什么。我发现。。现在的自己好像要变回小时候幼儿园的我。我只想大声的呼喊：‘我想念我的家人，我想念我的好友，我怀念中学的生活！！！！’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;今天，是我第一次写blog,我的语文课水准不高，希望大家别见怪咯。哈哈哈哈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span 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