<?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-7836040660132568380</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:43:24.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ms misery ms unfortuate ms torture... ms you</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-1439431817337805914</id><published>2008-11-11T09:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:17:22.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've a weird dream.. super super weird de. dreamt of fried rice. lol. its ridiculous. speakin of fried rice. my sis noes how to cook realli delicious de fried rice. she loves rice. so she wans to cook rice. haha=) lets cont my story.. hmm. lets talk bout sis. she's super last time. mama took a pic of both of us as i hug her. she's like so chubby and adorable. hairless-.- in another words. she dun have nay hair on her head. then mama describe her limbs as lotus stem. cute right?? she kiinda big compared to other babies. yeah thanks to corns. she ate corns inside my mama's womb for 9 mths=) so now she nv eat corns again!! THE END!! lazy to say.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm in scl's library de com lab slackin. hate scl's life. why cant they start the lesson later so that i got enough rest?!?!?!? so sleepy now lol. yawnnnn.. PIG PIG PIG. tats what chang says. ya i'm lazy.. seriously. even my sis also nag at me. eheheh bu i got do house chores k. i swear. but not as much as you la. haha i cant wait to go back the times in pri scl. playin neopets yeah right. and now me as a 17 almost 18 ah girl play neopets again. wat the hell. i cant believe myself. its so not me. hai. with not much money left, i cant go shoppin. ( not realli but i just wanna save for dinner and chalet and gathering and christmas present) yeah so zzz. mama also broke.-.- feel like takin up a job but i realli VERI LAZY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i've prepared a special gift for darlin phua. haha. sth you had seen before. yeah&gt;.&lt; you are so gonna love it! =P then buy a lot of cards to give to my relatives lol. do sai gan always. where should i celebrate christmas? i noe its gonna diff this time. becos i got someone special by my side. eh chang soo lik. you better give me a memorable christmas tis year. i cant wait!! and still got dinner with my 2 galfriends. we've been talkin bout tat since sept. i dun care. i wan FINE DINING!! bleah. so after christmas i'm gonna celebrate new year, my birthday, valetines and anniversary. too many tings to do. luckily its the beginning of the year, must work hard for end of year. fulfil the wish that my granny made. GO UNIIVERSITY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-1439431817337805914?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/1439431817337805914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=1439431817337805914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/1439431817337805914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/1439431817337805914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-weird-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-3633364322893042728</id><published>2008-10-27T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:20:13.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no falling sick please.. i've been coughin non-stop for the 5 days. -.- i wonder when i will be back to the same old me. EDIT!!! MODIFY!!&lt;br /&gt;mama's not being fair to me. she let my meimei S---- but i cant. WHY?? unfair.&lt;br /&gt;yest i gotta play audition. not bad. but... i still prefer playing the real one. not with your fingers onli.. no mahjong pls.. i've enough scolding from my papa for not putting the mahjong set back.&lt;br /&gt;gosh i realli a pig. seemed like i always forget the things that i need to do.. the laundry, the medicine. the slippers. almost all except. SLEEPIN, DAYDREAMING, EATING, TELLY and SLEEPIN!! wow. tats my life heh. so meaningful. my FOOT. have been talking to my friends and my long-time-no-see tuition teacher. he sounds so different, more gentle. wat a kind soul. perhaps people changed when they are attached. and he's gonna married soon!! old enough to get married and have a complate family le.=) since when he gave me tuition?? when i'm sec 1? maybe,, not sure too. ask me bout my results and gave me some realli good advice. thanks loads=P lets recap. the veri 1st maths tuition tch, big gorgor and small gorgor, my neighbour's sons. teach me maths and science. everytime me and my sis will bring all the exercise books and knock on their doors late at night. ask them how to do problem sums. haha then uncle also will help us along. then auntie will make rebina for us. so chilling. yummy. hai.. to mani things to talk bout. i will talk more on the next entry. time for I and R. LOL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-3633364322893042728?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/3633364322893042728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=3633364322893042728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/3633364322893042728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/3633364322893042728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-falling-sick-please.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-6842568899639695126</id><published>2008-10-21T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:00:13.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the world is small.. my mind is small too. i'm too shallow. i'm an idiot for i keep repeating the same mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its alright you hate me you are mad at me. but.... i wont try to quarrel with you or wat so ever. cos i dui de qi zi ji. you just have to rmb that i always treat you as a friend. cos if i dun treat you as my friend, i dun even wan to help you plead the tch to give you 1 mark. you noe wat i mean. happy bitching then!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-5038784838722024241</id><published>2008-09-10T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:36:27.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams comin, so i got nth to blog bout. brain freeze, blank mind, hollow skull. yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-5038784838722024241?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/5038784838722024241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=5038784838722024241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/5038784838722024241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/5038784838722024241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/09/exams-comin-so-i-got-nth-to-blog-bout.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-187854403022085037</id><published>2008-08-26T09:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:32:53.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally get to noe when fat ppl never get to slim down but instead keep getting fatter and fatter. you see, they wanna noe so much, every single detail, they wanna noe so much tat all the details tat they noe add on to their fats. end up wat, they will explode one day. they nv noe. they are smart, but smart in the wrong way. no wonder fat ppl always remain in the fitness club, onli minority get to kick out from the fitness club. but in no time, guess a week or so, you see them runnin again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time's runnin out. there's so much to do in one's life, yet there's not enough time. &lt;br /&gt;alright crying is no use. but i just crying non-stop. cos its just so so so sad. i dunno why. i'm tired. life's just complicated. you need to care for this and care for tat. i'm vexed!!! how i wish i will never wake up and live in the dreamworld. seems like i'm so fragile. yes i am. feel helpless. 17th year of my life's definitely not easy to make through&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-187854403022085037?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/187854403022085037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=187854403022085037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/187854403022085037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/187854403022085037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-finally-get-to-noe-when-fat-ppl-never.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-1640318708916738420</id><published>2008-08-24T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T01:36:36.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah yest (cos now is after midnight le) went out with phua to study. din noe tat sebestian join us also. surprised. ate breakfast with phua at 85 street. and i saw so many ah babies. so cuteeeeee^^ suddenly miss ah a lot. esp my friends and tch. sam nicole pl chermaine ben jiemin. lose contact le lol. hope to see them soon. wat should give to mrs lim mrs lee mr mok mr tan??? they are the best and wonderful tch i have ever met. mr tan. when ya gona propose to your gf? must invite us to your weddin heh=P ust rmb the bunch of se4'07. anyway back to the study thingy. so we studied at mac. erm saw sebestian brother. erm alright i shan say anyting bout him. no comments. left at 3 plus to take care of my dog. i shall show you guys his pic. super cute de. lol then walk in the rain. like so emo. -.- reach home talk on the phone. alright my singin sucks man, guess my voicebox damaged due to excess shoutin. next time i should talk gently, so tat some guys will shut their mouth up. HAH! yeah cant wait for the girl's party with phua and yanhua. wonder where to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this let me think of a song.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why&lt;br /&gt;i wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;the days we had&lt;br /&gt;the songs we sang together..&lt;br /&gt;erm the lyrics's sth like tat, hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz. i cant catch up with my sis le, she's learnin how to cook lol. she cooked dinner for my family. awwwww. so touchin. bu i cant lose to her. i've decided, i shall learn to cook after promos. learn a lot a lot of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's meaningful, but not always...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-1640318708916738420?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/1640318708916738420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=1640318708916738420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/1640318708916738420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/1640318708916738420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/08/yeah-yest-cos-now-is-after-midnight-le.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-909137771874840414</id><published>2008-08-22T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:41:10.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how i wish there's a time machine, to let me return to the past. so much joy and laughter ( i doubt so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guess wat, phone bill bao so kana scolded by my parents, having self reflection and they i right.. at the meantime i need some enlightenment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-909137771874840414?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/909137771874840414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=909137771874840414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/909137771874840414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/909137771874840414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-i-wish-theres-time-machine-to-let.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-8157099066341263768</id><published>2008-08-20T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T01:21:27.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i did sth veri wrong today.. hilarious -.- went to the toilet and saw the toilet bowl got shoe marks. gosh!! jc student still stand on the bowl.. DAM inconsiderate. and of course, i'm not gonna sit on the dirty pan unless it is cleaned. i act pro lol, wanna washed the pan with the shower behind. then splasssshhhhhhh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eileen, hl, prisc : eh wat happened?? how come got water on the floor de??? who urine on the floor?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;muahahahahaha. surely i cant aim properly de. ^.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today's went home early. scl ended at 1255 1255 1255 1255 1255 1255 (gonna make ppl jealous, esp those end at 505 de). ate with my mummy, watch tellly, sleep for 2 hours, fin up my homework and here am i bloggin aft midnight. WOW! feelin cold now.. cos not feelin well. erm just gotta noe tat no alto 2 are goin to batam. WTH@$#%&amp;amp;^*" then how to sing leh.. no moood lol. no jane. no jocelyn. no jingyi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah. mac in the mornin with phua, colin, zh, chang, kj =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-8157099066341263768?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/8157099066341263768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=8157099066341263768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/8157099066341263768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/8157099066341263768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-did-sth-veri-wrong-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-5566328982402760834</id><published>2008-08-18T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:55:47.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jc life is a big turn over</title><content type='html'>i get to learn the meanin of living in this world.&lt;br /&gt;to accept the reality&lt;br /&gt;to endure the hardship&lt;br /&gt;to taste the bitterness and sorrows&lt;br /&gt;to love one another&lt;br /&gt;to treasure your precious moments&lt;br /&gt;to enjoy life&lt;br /&gt;to sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;to forgive&lt;br /&gt;to forget the past&lt;br /&gt;to look forward&lt;br /&gt;to continue to live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realli learn a lot in my jc life. even though there's hatred and unhappiness among us, we still care and concern for each other. tats for sure.. tchers pump in knowledge into us but scl life teaches the philosophy of life.. i'm greatful to those who "taught" me in changing my attitude and personality. you have let me become stronger and immune to threats and influence..thanks man=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's not a good day.&lt;br /&gt;1. flunk my chem test&lt;br /&gt;2. runnin down with flu&lt;br /&gt;3. change into pe attire for nth&lt;br /&gt;4. din catch bus 81. curse YES&lt;br /&gt;5. cant see my choir friends&lt;br /&gt;6. kc teased me&lt;br /&gt;7. haven fin my gp essay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-5566328982402760834?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/5566328982402760834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=5566328982402760834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/5566328982402760834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/5566328982402760834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/08/jc-life-is-big-turn-over.html' title='jc life is a big turn over'/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-7921025999293384869</id><published>2008-05-01T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:57:31.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so pissed with dh.. what distubing contents.. its a fact k. its just normal urinal. you mean you dont noe wats urinal? not even a pic of it you have seen before?? gosh. its important for excretion k!! do pi do till so pek and get irritated by someone. let me tell you all a story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time, there was a GWD&lt;br /&gt;he, for no reason, purposely killed a person.&lt;br /&gt;then.. he said sorry to the dead corpse.&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story: tink twice before doin anyting STUPID and IRRITATING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, out of this topic, i got my groupin. i'm in grp 4, with hl, eileen and alicia.wossh.. luv you gals. god realli bless me.=) and 2 more weeks to aj concert, after a scoldin by mr qwei, we did improved a lot. LOL.i'm not mentally prepared to stand on the stage, in front of few hundreds of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hate the security guard. each unit can only book 1 room for 2 hours. eh you fat woman, i am the resident leh, who are you?? and there's no one using the k room for almost 4 hours, so do you tink theres anyone bookin the room?? all the residents are so damn pissed with you la. i bet you dun even noe. this one cannot, that one cannot. are you the manager?? i mean if the manager is around today, she confirm will ask us to get out la. i will complain to the manager and ask her to sack you!! basically i dun like all the security guard, they ain flexible, always rule by rule. mei you ren qing wei. lousy freaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-7921025999293384869?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/7921025999293384869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=7921025999293384869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/7921025999293384869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/7921025999293384869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-pissed-with-dh.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-2370329483768142065</id><published>2008-04-24T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:10:49.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant believe that i sleep 2 hours last night, crap my nap. slept from 7 to 10. and i couldnt sleep for the whole night. now so tired lo. eh i dun mug k. i am makin myself clear, in case anyone thought i siao one, sleep so late. haha today's practical was freaky. tadpole are so disgustin, just like the frog. same as slug also. slimmy creatures are damn er xin. i would rather kill myself if i am being forced to touch them..&lt;br /&gt;yeah i am now the secret investigator. SI. with lu, we are the PSI. haha lol. i love 08S3o2. joke a lot. thats wat life is bout. no one can survive without jokes. a bunch of jokers. yeah..and yar, i'm no longer pk le. so happy. can run 2.4 on mon. hopefully i wont get stitches.&lt;br /&gt;the sexuality talk was cool. cos we got a cool coach. direct and daring and open. i dint noe tat girls can get pregnant when they are 9 yrs old. their puperty stage started so early. no wonder will have ageing problem la. people age so fast. they will suffer PMS like erm 40?? lol. jiayi got so excited la. high sex drive...keep amchio-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup gonna buy sport shoes tmoro.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. sorry if i made anyone angry durin practical...awww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-2370329483768142065?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-2210468405728381995</id><published>2008-04-21T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:20:02.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, i missssss blogging. time is limited, my sleep is limited, so no energy to blog lol. simple as that. so far erm.. too mani thing happened in my class and. my life. not gonna say in detail. in pt form&lt;br /&gt;1. haviing nightmares lately&lt;br /&gt;2. pk for like almost a mth&lt;br /&gt;3. seeing weird image (imagination went wow)&lt;br /&gt;4. against ydr&lt;br /&gt;5. rumors everywhere&lt;br /&gt;6. worried for my Napha&lt;br /&gt;7. sudden changes in my class&lt;br /&gt;8. more gossips..sian&lt;br /&gt;9. stuck at pi&lt;br /&gt;10. miss teddy bear hugs (veri dusty)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-2210468405728381995?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/2210468405728381995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=2210468405728381995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/2210468405728381995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/2210468405728381995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/04/alright-i-missssss-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-5796937550758688505</id><published>2008-03-21T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:18:03.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah my 3rd time climblin the spider web. luckily i didnt fall. even though my leg now "crippled", i still wanna climb up the web. miss 4k lots. the sky is so fascinatin. clouds with unique shape and stars and moon which shone in the slient night. but still the feelin was not there. cos yest it was a cloudy night. didnt eat any bbq food at all. cos afternoon ate sakae with lu and took neoprint with her. wanna see wat pic we took, go lu's blog to see. lol. we spent like an hour at the neoprint shop. just keep laughin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i watched travel and livin. and they introduce italy. oh man, i wish my weddin will be held at there lol. or maybe stay there forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;1. travel around the world&lt;br /&gt;2. to have a cottage in the country side&lt;br /&gt;3. rear a horse or pony&lt;br /&gt;4. be a tree in my next life&lt;br /&gt;5. find a true love that last foreva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughter is the onli medicine tat can heal my wound&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-5796937550758688505?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/5796937550758688505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=5796937550758688505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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entertain me. saw nicholas today and he didnt realli change a lot. but long time didnt see him le. he looks taller. maybe its illusion. cos mj guys are short!! okie pain in the chest. cos laugh too much le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. jiayi's the queen. so we are the nu bi-s.&lt;br /&gt;2. a tch asked daniel wat is he tinkin. and jiayi said S _ X&lt;br /&gt;3. engswee said jiayi is the S _ X slave. wat eva&lt;br /&gt;4. jiayi kept shakin the table then the whole thing come out&lt;br /&gt;5. me and lu cursin the old shi ( means tch)&lt;br /&gt;6. we start to talk bout plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;7. jiayi told mr kuan, call me chio bu&lt;br /&gt;8. ma zhu told mr kwek, call me pretty&lt;br /&gt;9. mr hon called lucienne and keikei (tats me) to ans the question&lt;br /&gt;10.mascot for the class, hanki and qi zai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-1392737210127276171</id><published>2008-03-16T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:34:29.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mummy daddy you are so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:" daddy this is the the form regardin olomouc trip."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...few min later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad:" so got another 20% subsidy??"&lt;br /&gt;me:"  yar, so its bout 1300++"&lt;br /&gt;dad:" then take wat flight??"&lt;br /&gt;me:"  dunno leh, but there will be 2 flights."&lt;br /&gt;dad:" why no direct flight?? last time we had direct flight to england."&lt;br /&gt;me:"  erm, bu zhi dao la. 1st flight to dubai, next from dubai to vienna."&lt;br /&gt;dad:" then how mani days of shoppin??"&lt;br /&gt;me:"  1 day i guess."&lt;br /&gt;dad:" ask the school if the choir can stay longer there. 2 days more, get to noe more friends."&lt;br /&gt;mummy:" then you ask some of the angmohs for their contact no."&lt;br /&gt;me:" huh? siao.hmmm. oh yar hor."&lt;br /&gt;mummy:" use wat currency?"&lt;br /&gt;dad:" europe currency."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...give me back the form le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad:" rmb ask your tch ar.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously my dad is so diao la. i thought he will be angry cos waste money again, but in the end erm ya. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-1392737210127276171?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/1392737210127276171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=1392737210127276171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/1392737210127276171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/1392737210127276171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/03/mummy-daddy-you-are-so-lame.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-5825378008252344197</id><published>2008-03-14T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:20:58.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this holiday is tooooooo short. for me. cos i didnt spend the time wisely. goin out often and slackin all day long. maybe jc life doesnt suits me at all. for eg. if your feet size is 9 and you try to wear a pair of shoes which is size 6, yu dun feel comfi but torturin. studyin here is super duper stress. yet some ppl can tahan. teach me how to persever and cont my jc life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i am goin olomouc, i guess. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-5825378008252344197?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/5825378008252344197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=5825378008252344197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/5825378008252344197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/5825378008252344197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-holiday-is-tooooooo-short.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-6164473155488120152</id><published>2008-03-11T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:05:50.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAPPY BDAE RONG ER!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;class gatherin is totally awesome. i love 302!! at 1st started with sun you.means BAD FRIENDS. now all of us all another nick. for mine. is ka na sai. LOL. all ended with the word shit. so cool sia. pool and the movie wasnt the fun part. it should be dinner time and when we were playin true or dare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;part one: as we makan, we talked bout erm ghost story. mainly from cchs and ns de. super freaky. but i just wan to hear. to freak myself out. haha=p seriouly i dun realli believe in these stuff. cos i never meet one before, and i dun wish to encounter one also. then while talkin bout ghost stories, the function room was echoed with screams. expected. after tat we jumped to realli sick stuff, and of course it was started by some ppl la. this showed tat we are veri veri random. a random class. till now we still dunno some of our classmates de names. so we just say, eh friend hiiiii, or friend come here. dots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;part two: i super suay sia. i'm the 1st person to tio lol. of course choose truth la. with eng swee and jun hen around i dun dare choose dare. they realli veri bad la. but nvm. is jiayi ask me question. typical one. and from me onwards everyone had to ans the same question lol. quite sian la but then get to noe more guys. haha. and jiayi. i din noe you are super HOT!! jh kc and tr all admire you leh. whooowww. mazu you chio bu you look like whowww.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. hard decision. should i go olomouc??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-6164473155488120152?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/6164473155488120152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=6164473155488120152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/6164473155488120152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/6164473155488120152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-bdae-rong-er-class-gatherin-is.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-4961014714955578844</id><published>2008-02-29T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T17:29:27.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i must realli thank mj uniform, cause me to get rashes.. fabric allegy.-.- i realli love s302. we are so damn crappy la, laugh like siao, eat like siao, play like siao. 9 ah ppl. yeah.. haha sad tat some ppl in s301 didnt get to enjoy with the class. lol. guys are so strange, sooooooooooooooooooo weird. esp from guys scl de, cant tink of a word to describe them. cant say they gay cant say they sissy, cant say they niang or po-ma. fullstop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 was so fun. callisto 7 rulzz.. thanks a million to the the c7 ogms for being so enthu and get along with each other so well. i realli love you gals n guys!!! even though we are in diff hses, but my heart will always follow whereva blue bird soars. i believe tat callisto will cont to be NO 1. a potential blue bird, soarin to the outer space in the speed of light. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;callisto si bei zai, all the rest can go home cry.&lt;br /&gt;ca a a a llisto&lt;br /&gt;ca a a a llisto&lt;br /&gt;ca a a a llisto&lt;br /&gt;one more time go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-4961014714955578844?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/4961014714955578844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=4961014714955578844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/4961014714955578844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/4961014714955578844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-must-realli-thank-mj-uniform-cause-me.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-5778480720452214980</id><published>2008-02-25T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:30:26.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as usual, i am tired and exhausted, all my energy has drained out. but somehow, there's a power which keeps me alive..lol. today's atmosphere wasnt tat stiff and chocked. at least there's some convo durin the dinner. at least there's someone who cried durin the dinner.no one noes why he will cry, but as far as we noe, his tear glands are too active or activate at the wrong time.haha=p and i'm warnin everyone, never be an ogl. unless your grp is full of shuai ges, if not its just wastin your time.. but then, at least we didnt tio any flour or egg or some gross tingy la. cant believe tat i still have the energy to blog sia. this crazy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;positive opinion to get into new class&lt;br /&gt;-- all my old friends are there..&lt;br /&gt;-- they are non-study type.&lt;br /&gt;-- existence of cam lu eng swee jiayi, the class will be so alive&lt;br /&gt;-- i dun feel so stressss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negative wise...&lt;br /&gt;-- will miss grace aiting colin karjin chang n zh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess tats all la.. hehe. stay optimistic and positive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-5778480720452214980?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/5778480720452214980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=5778480720452214980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/5778480720452214980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/5778480720452214980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-usual-i-am-tired-and-exhausted-all.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-4189439239084499897</id><published>2008-02-24T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:59:23.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just wish to stay in my childhood and never get old. as a child, innocent and simple. they will cry onli when they cant find their mummies and daddies. friends?? who cares. but as you grow up, you cant live without anyone. cos you are startin to get matured, and begin to use your brain to tink. maybe sometimes tink too deep and far. i get to taste the flavour of bitterness when my friends and my dear ones..i thought time can wash away my memory, and today i am so fortunate tat someone washed back these memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life goes on, with your memory. esp the bitter and sour ones, cos no one will remember the sweetness part of the memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-4189439239084499897?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/4189439239084499897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=4189439239084499897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/4189439239084499897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/4189439239084499897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-wish-to-stay-in-my-childhood-and.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-7750917363408796290</id><published>2008-02-23T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:07:18.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally i noe why girls like teddy bears so much le. cos its so warm. 1st time i get to hug a big teddy bear.. veri warm. so nice haha. feel so fortunate. lol. i tink these 2 days eat too much le. feel like pukin. but ironically, i lose 1kg.?!?! tats so weird la. maybe the more i eat the easier i slim dwn. but i dun wanna get anymore slimmer. tat will be so disgustin la. bones.-.- but theres no way i can get fatter. my weight remain constant for like 2 yrs sia. i am weird la. sick of orchard. no life de. always go there he cha. sian. s'pore is just a dot. where can you go?? haha. so best is to look for a pilot who will bring you around the world. tat will be my dream. but whether this dream will come true no one will noe. sui yuan bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons why guys are short nowadays&lt;br /&gt;-- train at young age. the weight push him down. stupid&lt;br /&gt;-- irregular diet. starve themselves to look better&lt;br /&gt;-- inheritence. both parents are short. suay&lt;br /&gt;--becos girls are taller now!! hah=p&lt;br /&gt;--asians are short la. fated to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-7750917363408796290?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/7750917363408796290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=7750917363408796290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/7750917363408796290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/7750917363408796290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-i-noe-why-girls-like-teddy.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-3721380612504853016</id><published>2008-02-21T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:59:50.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>keep spinnin keep spinnin.. now my head realli spins.haha. ystd so much fun lo. i get to skip with tat thin 'rope'. then man whose in the field said i no childhood. lol. but its fun ma. an hour of skippin keeps a doctor away. but seriously tat 'rope' is too light and fragile, so cant skip fast. still rmb the times i compete skippin with my friends. so cool lol. still got play erm catchin, police and thief, ice and water. then sec 4 we still play tat. -.- i dun rmb much of my childhood cos i have bad memory.lol. and seriously, mj guys are not better than ah de, all horny de la. next time i shall find angmohs or korean de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time didnt see you le. guess you've changed. look more matured. and i didnt expect you will stay in mj.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-3721380612504853016?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/3721380612504853016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=3721380612504853016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/3721380612504853016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/3721380612504853016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/keep-spinnin-keep-spinnin.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-3562638265545506922</id><published>2008-02-19T08:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:00:12.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess its time to let go. everyting i have now. tink of the present and the future. memory is dead but my heart still alive..lol. so today's been a fabulous day. went out with lu for k lunch and 2 movies. cj7 is super funni la. qi zai so cutez!!!! if my children next time so cute then jiu hao le. so much cuter than angmoh kids la. hmmm. tink cant compare like tat, one's alien the other is human.haha=) jumper was not too bad. teleport. WOW! i wish i have tat power too. LOL-.- so as usual, our conver is bout egg again la. everytime see anyting then can link to him de. seriously, hes born in perfection. no flaws at all. the prince charmin tat every girls dream of. but who's the lucky one?? of course not me and lu la. nobody can guess his heart leh. a walkin bible who dun realli enlighten anyone. just jokin. and why we keep seein mj ppl in town?? other scl dun have holiday meh?? i was expectin to see egg lol. but chances is negative, he rather stay at home or in church than hang out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am realli bu shuang with emit asia..didnt recieve any of the times issues. wat the flamingo. you dun pick up my call i'm gonna sue your publisher!! okie just kiddin. o yar, i dun tink anyone needs tutorial or lecture to curse ppl de. all of us are born with this talent. dots...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-3562638265545506922?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/3562638265545506922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=3562638265545506922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/3562638265545506922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/3562638265545506922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/guess-its-time-to-let-go.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-8547728217902050827</id><published>2008-02-18T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:28:12.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its too late now.. just too late. no matter wat i say is useless. ppl will just find it irritatin. so i shan say anymore. none at all. you are right, the best solution is to get all of us to split up, and happy ever after.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dun even noe myself, i dun even noe wat am i doin, who am i? why am i in this world? i just wish tat i will never ever wake up. its hard to be human. if people dun communicate and without the existence of emotional reaction and the mutation or evolution of human species, the world will be so so so peaceful. so wat's the purpose of livin in this world?? ppl always say must endure, persever,be patient etc, everyting will pay off soon. SOON?!?!?! so when is it?? now? tmoro? week after? ten years down the road? everyone's lyin. you told me you will wait for me and see me enter uni but you gave me false hope. and i am lyin to myself too. even though its long long ago, but i cant get away with it. you left me without a word and i couldnt accept it!! i wan to find an ans. i just wanna noe why you have sacrificed of your life...it doesnt worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wrong step you take in your life will let you suffer forever.. for eternity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-8547728217902050827?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/8547728217902050827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=8547728217902050827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/8547728217902050827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/8547728217902050827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-too-late-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-7474805367689035272</id><published>2008-02-17T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T12:16:50.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super bad hair cut. i sosososososo regret.zz. gettin mani missed calls. not because i dun wanna pick up. but alll thanks to my dad. confiscated my phone for no reasons. tings aint goin as well as i thought. when parents are troubled, they will throw temper on us. and its gettin bad to worse. i felt useless, cant do anyting to help them, cos i cant even help myself. i just hate being myself. and ystd, i learn a lesson. besides knowin tat the chemical reaction between potassium and water is explosive, the most fatal, hazardous, deadliest one is known as " emotional reaction". it reacts among friends, enemies, lovers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-7474805367689035272?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/7474805367689035272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=7474805367689035272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/7474805367689035272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/7474805367689035272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/super-bad-hair-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-4000447205438998704</id><published>2008-02-16T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T14:32:28.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too late, too bad</title><content type='html'>feel sorry for her though, a young couple waitin for the arrival of a new child but then ended up like tat..i would say tat today, this hour, this min, this sec, this moment. is super unfortunate.just like now.too many issues have happened in a matter of sec. sec scl still the best i guess. slow and steady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the one who started off with this and you have to put it to an end. NOW!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-4000447205438998704?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/4000447205438998704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=4000447205438998704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/4000447205438998704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/4000447205438998704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/too-late-too-bad.html' title='too late, too bad'/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-6912882109516997595</id><published>2008-02-14T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T17:46:07.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess my heart is stuck in the middle of two.. but i cant split my heart.. no way i can do it. i cant be greedy and i must let go of my hand.to let go of my heart. and mabe i should let go of my fate, my destiny. i can no longer believe in myself cos i am tellin a lie. a lie tat i dun wish to say yet i have no choice. it will be fair to everyone. even though its unfair to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep lookin forward&lt;br /&gt;as there's no return&lt;br /&gt;never look back&lt;br /&gt;for you will regret&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-6912882109516997595?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/6912882109516997595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=6912882109516997595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/6912882109516997595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/6912882109516997595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/guess-my-heart-is-stuck-in-middle-of.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-6056145148083677291</id><published>2008-02-13T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T18:33:00.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sad la its canceled.. but nvm i shall wait for tuesday. the day to emo or the day to laugh like madwoman..i wanna be ahboy lol. man's brain is so much simple. unlike girls. but ask me wat i wanna be for my next life? i would say a tree. contribute to the earth. no worries no troubles no studies no emotions. live for eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-6056145148083677291?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/6056145148083677291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=6056145148083677291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/6056145148083677291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/6056145148083677291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/sad-la-its-canceled.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-5882555733532545802</id><published>2008-02-08T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T21:34:34.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>swim swim swim.. sick so must exercise=) my heart felt so warm. its so rare that my parents bring me to eat breakfast and play in the arcade, i feel so fortunate and cosy..i must rmb today!!!haha. as i swam i thought of the times i cried in the swimmin pool, when i broke down when my heartaches..the veri 1st time i learn how to swim and i almost get drowned..10 yrs ago..hmm tats so long. and i get to see little kids playin water.. SO CUTEZZ&gt;.&lt;&gt;.&gt; its kinda sad tat i didnt go back hk. if not my life wun be so miserable le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tears will be my memory, just keep flowin and flowin and flowin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-5882555733532545802?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/5882555733532545802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=5882555733532545802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/5882555733532545802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/5882555733532545802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/swim-swim-swim.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-6105627558188329226</id><published>2008-02-07T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T00:25:08.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just too lazy to blog le. i felt so lonely this new year. never get to hear your voice. never get to wish you happy new year. so mani never-s. sob.. tryin all my best to smile. to stay happy. to forget my past. to tink ahead for my goal my future. gonna start my life at a new fresh page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to forget him.. entirely.its not worth waitin for you.....love is torturin&lt;br /&gt;[change myself]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-6105627558188329226?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/6105627558188329226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=6105627558188329226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/6105627558188329226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/6105627558188329226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-too-lazy-to-blog-le.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-5866022657493965153</id><published>2008-01-25T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T23:38:29.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B**TARDS BITCHES QATHERIN</title><content type='html'>now i realise, tat B**TARDS ARE F**KERS, BIMBOS ARE BITCHES. i just hate to be wat i am, sandwich between friends, between love, between hatred. if i wanna be emo, i can, NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** are drivin me crazy, and i am seriously flared up, AND I MEAN IT! *** pissed me off, *** gonna get it from me, AND I MEAN IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant keep my tears inside my heart. cryin just let me tink of my past, my dear ones. is this wat i am fated to be. everyone's leavin, one by one, WHY?! will i be alone foreva?? i just wish tat my life stops here, right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-5866022657493965153?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/5866022657493965153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=5866022657493965153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/5866022657493965153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/5866022657493965153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/01/btards-bitches-qatherin.html' title='B**TARDS BITCHES QATHERIN'/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-8327172858648658036</id><published>2008-01-20T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:39:22.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silly us</title><content type='html'>a new fresh page it shall be. i shall begin my post on the 15th jan then. 4 embarassin moments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1....we have to take bus to his house, but our legs stepped into mrt.&lt;br /&gt;2....it was block 130 and we walked to block 103&lt;br /&gt;3....we were in front of his house yet we dun noe. and the window's open!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;4....he was not back yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were surposed to give him a BIG SURPRISE but ended up we gave ourselves even BIGGER surprises. Its soooooo disappointin. but aniwaes, HAPPY BELATED BDAE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-8327172858648658036?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/8327172858648658036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=8327172858648658036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/8327172858648658036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/8327172858648658036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2008/01/silly-us.html' title='silly us'/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7836040660132568380.post-7734515070448855150</id><published>2007-02-16T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:15:00.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie tats bad... all my stuff tat i had posted just now all gone lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7836040660132568380-7734515070448855150?l=sorge-douleur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/feeds/7734515070448855150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7836040660132568380&amp;postID=7734515070448855150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/7734515070448855150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7836040660132568380/posts/default/7734515070448855150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorge-douleur.blogspot.com/2007/02/okie-tats-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>yuki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
