<?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-5434466</id><updated>2011-07-08T18:46:45.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DISiLLuSiON</title><subtitle type='html'>Sreaming deep inside for all the pain i'm suffering</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>zinie</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>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-1739001455351746425</id><published>2011-05-16T10:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T10:52:02.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What if it never gets better?

 (via grayskymorning)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1739001455351746425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1739001455351746425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#1739001455351746425' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gHF8ps1MPv8/TdCKhdsnUlI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JVsLPSJK2Ws/s72-c/girlinterrupted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-371055297685074639</id><published>2009-09-21T18:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:00:35.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining Hearts</title><summary type='text'>

Dearest Susu, please get well soon.
Because we love you so.


For now I can only shower you 
with lovely hearts.
I heart you.
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/371055297685074639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/371055297685074639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#371055297685074639' title='Raining Hearts'/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3348371399_98dcca82bb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-1169905730476598322</id><published>2009-09-13T02:28:00.035+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T12:04:58.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEW YORK, I LOVE YOU

New York, I Love You is a collective work of eleven short films,
with each segment running around 10 minutes long. 
Some of the actors have international status 
(Natalie Portman, Ethan Hawke, Christina Ricci, Maggie Q, Shu Qi &amp; Orlando Bloom), 
with each shooting their part in one of NY's 5 boroughs.

Similar to the previous film, Paris, je t'aime,
the shorts presented </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1169905730476598322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1169905730476598322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#1169905730476598322' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-6288932020596130974</id><published>2009-09-13T02:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T03:47:24.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/6288932020596130974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/6288932020596130974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#6288932020596130974' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-2779292347977802516</id><published>2009-09-08T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T03:03:35.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Puffy HeadI need one of that ... ...via audreyhepburncomplex</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/2779292347977802516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/2779292347977802516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#2779292347977802516' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SqvSR7ib_II/AAAAAAAAATs/7uF48qAbX7E/s72-c/tumblr_kpshnz0vrX1qzrvo0o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-3287661446607848002</id><published>2009-08-29T10:35:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T01:39:21.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goodbye, Peter PanHappy Birthday ... ... "Never say good-bye because good-bye means going away and going away means forgetting."~Peter PanFor the past months,I had been trying to avoidall the media frenzy about Michael J's death.Detachment is an escapist's easy option.It's that kinda calm that you experiencedwhen someone dear passed away.Detached, while you look at your loved onelying in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/3287661446607848002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/3287661446607848002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#3287661446607848002' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SqaW5HsaW9I/AAAAAAAAATk/BtMnbLaB38o/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-1524783049811023804</id><published>2009-08-26T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T01:35:04.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happiness - A Fleeting ThingI don't want anything,I don't care if I'm a nobody.Just fuck it, I want to be happy.Perhaps when one grows older,happiness is just a luxury that is so unattainable.All I want is just to be happy.But I dunno why is it so hard.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1524783049811023804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1524783049811023804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#1524783049811023804' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SpqFP-m8v2I/AAAAAAAAATc/QOzFt8BTyC8/s72-c/2631508363_59aa8159e1_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-7666943577155392153</id><published>2009-06-16T01:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T04:04:16.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>K.L. Trip7th-9th JuneSusu &amp; Fufu: Tis is especially for ya allEspecially took tis pic as it has a special meaning to our friendship.Our 'What-if' Game/drinking frappes &amp; slacking/playing 'Catch' using wastepaper balls/shopping during work (hehe...our kids' bedsheet)wearing winterwear &amp; take silly pics/sharing all our fears &amp; emotions/30 ways of killing yourself/listening to emo songs......Only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/7666943577155392153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/7666943577155392153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#7666943577155392153' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SjZujZ6RiCI/AAAAAAAAARU/AJMe83aJ18I/s72-c/PHOT1108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-4260981916554221114</id><published>2009-06-15T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:26:03.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My half-lived lifeSelling out myself to the institution of captialismwas the last thing I expected of myselfbut it was an act of conformity that I ashamed of.People on the train are empty shells without soulsThrough their hollowed eyes,I see fragments of broken dreams &amp; unfulfilled livesSomething inside me is slowing witheringand I can't do nothing about it.Freedom was a long-lost friend thatI </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/4260981916554221114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/4260981916554221114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#4260981916554221114' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-4379272244835623241</id><published>2009-06-07T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T04:06:55.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YuM ChA!!!Nothing beats having tea on a lazy afternoon with a great friend ... Lotsa Dim Sums...We r so so full after Siew Mai, Har Gau,Chee Cheong Fan with shrimps, pan-fried carrot cake, shrimp &amp; scallop dumplings, Xiao Long Pao, Lotus-leaf glutinous rice...Xiao Long Pao! My dearest... we must do this more often k LoVe LoVe, my DarlingBtw ur soda sour plum drink still fanscinates me.Shopping@ </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/4379272244835623241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/4379272244835623241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#4379272244835623241' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SjS0xog7rTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/zKiAdejf9Bo/s72-c/PHOT1065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-6071071636064155979</id><published>2009-05-31T23:24:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T01:26:51.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GSS Shopping Spree Call me a shopacholic...but recently shopping is the only thing that can make me happy.If money can buy me happiness,then I bet I'm kick-assing good at it.The sensation of purchasing &amp; owning something,is definitely gratifying...Here is Kathy's present: A Coach Wristlet My new fresh-water pearl necklace&amp; a new top from Miss Selfridge:The highlight of my spree is my favourite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/6071071636064155979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/6071071636064155979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#6071071636064155979' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SiKh1vCwMiI/AAAAAAAAALM/kA9wmpuVpS0/s72-c/DSC00726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-7975983897762457094</id><published>2009-05-17T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T01:33:11.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Mommy makes the best onah-onah !Fresh coconut on the outside,chewy &amp; soft kueh kueh infused with pandanand lastly coconut filling caramelized with brown sugar. I love you MoMo... you're the best chef (^.^)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/7975983897762457094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/7975983897762457094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#7975983897762457094' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SiKa_FUpQFI/AAAAAAAAALE/86ogGWxXECE/s72-c/DSC00684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-3714557627550828993</id><published>2009-04-05T02:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T01:43:57.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>最初的自己喜欢陈绮贞 不仅是音乐 而Cheer 是一种生活态度生活可以很简单 但可以很快乐今晚陈绮贞的演唱会又是一场华丽的冒险没有主流音乐的包袱没有绚丽的包装和舞群她与乐团尽情地摇滚 歌迷跟着她跳跃，呐喊，合唱她是我们心中的 Rocker舞台的video art 缓缓演绎歌词里的意境一把吉他 大家静静地聆听着她述说每一首歌的故事 那是一种真实的感动但我心中有一种莫名的感伤总觉得太阳演唱会比起 两年前的 A Piece of Summer 似乎少了些什么是我变了吗？我混乱与疯狂的世界 让我无法静下心来 静静聆听绮贞的音乐了吗？这一年多来 生活发生了许多变化我努力地为生活打拼 学习如何成为别人眼中的 responsible adult无可奈何地 进化成我曾经看不起的大人物质的诱惑 虚空的执著 把我与梦想的距离拉得越来越远圆滑成为虚伪的面具渐渐地我失去了自我不知道何时开始 我已经不知道 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/3714557627550828993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/3714557627550828993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#3714557627550828993' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SdpQjepJ9gI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9jctukpD-n4/s72-c/cheer2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-3617698112629477418</id><published>2009-04-05T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T04:36:17.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/3617698112629477418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/3617698112629477418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#3617698112629477418' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-1382123116040304819</id><published>2008-08-30T03:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T04:09:46.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday Mommy!!! Dinner at Furama HotelThe Bling Bling Present - White Gold Pearl RingI hope u like it Momo ; )International Buffet Spread  The foodie was alrite...the seafood was pretty freshbut the winner of the nite i would say was their local delights- especially The Ipoh Hor Fun.However, the variety of desserts they served was limitedand the Fordue Choco was a little sweet for my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1382123116040304819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1382123116040304819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#1382123116040304819' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SdpWLa4TIXI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Qzx5GRXcm3s/s72-c/DSC00517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-8829085074230497718</id><published>2008-05-04T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:15:15.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hearty Breakfast on Sunday morningIt's always a luxury to have a hearty breakfaston a lazy Sunday morning...Just chilling out n reading newspaperI wanted to make strawberry freezebut decided to eat them as they were.B'coz I was too lazy to wash the blender after thatand the strawberries from Korea are really sweet...Met up with Jessie in the afternoon for coffeeIt's been a long time n lotsa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/8829085074230497718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/8829085074230497718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8829085074230497718' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SBszKhvg2wI/AAAAAAAAAEs/oBx3bQTv2ro/s72-c/DSC00470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-7683749380036062888</id><published>2008-05-02T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:22:41.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ChangesThe only constant in life is Change.I gotta a new joband perhaps it's gonna be a push to move on with life.Though it may not be the thing that I wantedn the last thing that I ever imagined myself doing,but at least I'm doing something.My first day is on the 12th of May,and hopefully everything will work out well.Dreams are fallacies that crumpled in the face of reality.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/7683749380036062888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/7683749380036062888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7683749380036062888' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-964214125252313427</id><published>2008-04-30T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:15:15.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kawaii Sweets From Taiwan Chocolate Condoms in Strawberry or Chocolate flavours Whatsup Doc? Grape and Strawberry Malt Sugar Syringes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/964214125252313427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/964214125252313427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#964214125252313427' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SBspcxvg2pI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kzW_A_Nj8iw/s72-c/DSC00462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-7228098174968780362</id><published>2008-04-22T23:15:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:15:16.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My New Pair of Keds!!!!Keds 'Tart' SkimmerBright Berry PinkKeds - Tart (Bright Berry) -Footwear: Inspired by the fun footwear from the 40's and 50's,the Tart will fit your active lifestyle.This awesome skimmer,crafted in durable canvas brings a feminine touch to your wardrobe.The mini fruit design and colorful trim and bow brings a fresh look.Enjoy all day comfort with the stylish and padded </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/7228098174968780362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/7228098174968780362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#7228098174968780362' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SA4BuRvg2oI/AAAAAAAAADs/_vTOYCUe6-Y/s72-c/tartred1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-1234159409385026932</id><published>2008-04-16T15:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:15:16.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love me for who I am. And not what I am.Will you love me if I'm just a nobody?Will you still be there if I lost everything in the world &amp; have nothing to offer?No, you won't.Anyone knows where can I get the Hamburger phone???</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1234159409385026932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1234159409385026932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#1234159409385026932' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SAWrCj88mcI/AAAAAAAAADM/-MSwTCR2tPs/s72-c/juno+strips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-7025850555960648071</id><published>2008-04-12T02:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T03:10:41.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Definitely, MaybeLife is full of regrets and unfulfilled dreams. Definitely.Fate will come come back someday. Maybe.What if you had found LOVE, but you let it slip pass you.Will I find my way back to you?Love is not about WHO but WHEN.He or She may not the the perfect onebut the one who came last and eventually stayed.He has no idea what he’s doing and, at times,he’s more of a passenger on his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/7025850555960648071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/7025850555960648071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#7025850555960648071' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-6567984689830485324</id><published>2008-04-10T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:05:47.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There must be a reason to all thisEveryone must be good at something in their livesAt least something that they should be proud of.Just like artist paints, writer writes,musician makes music,craftman creates beautiful things.You can only be at peace with with yourselfwhen you finally find the very thingyou're supposed to do in this life.Then what exactly am I supposed to do in mine?Guilt-stricken</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/6567984689830485324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/6567984689830485324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6567984689830485324' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-4638047470327105214</id><published>2008-04-01T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:37:20.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Living or dead,
I wish you well.
I maybe a fool but I wish I it's just a stupid prank of yours.



Some people live deep down inside,
while others are long dead in your heart.
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/4638047470327105214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/4638047470327105214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#4638047470327105214' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112913681615306373</id><published>2008-01-13T00:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T06:12:29.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>知足 怎么去拥有 一道彩虹怎么去拥抱 一夏天的风 天上的星星 笑地上的人 总是不能懂 不能觉得足够 如果我爱上 你的笑容 要怎么收藏 要怎么拥有 如果你快乐 不是为我 会不会放手 其实才是拥有当一阵风吹来 风筝飞上天空 为了你而祈祷 而祝福 而感动 终于你身影 消失在 人海尽头 才发现 笑着哭 最痛 那天你和我 那个山丘 那样的唱着 那一年的歌 那样的回忆 那么足够 足够我天天 都品尝着寂寞 　 当一阵风吹来 风筝飞上天空 　 为了你而祈祷 而祝福 而感动 　 终于你身影 消失在 人海尽头 才发现 笑着哭 最痛 　 如果我爱上 你的笑容 要怎么收藏 要怎么拥有 　 如果你快乐 不是为我 会不会放手 其实才是拥有 　 　 知足的快乐 叫我忍受心痛 　 知足的快乐 叫我忍受心痛 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112913681615306373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112913681615306373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#112913681615306373' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-2918912574257870241</id><published>2007-12-25T23:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:15:18.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry X'Mas Everyone!!!An important lesson that I learnt in these 2 years...Always surround yourself with friendswhom u cared and care about you.And not some trashy so-called friendswho kicked you when you're down.It took me 2 hours to whip up the dinner party alone&amp; look into tiny details like picking e colour of the table cloth,place-mats &amp; floating candles.It's a pleasure cooking for the pple </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/2918912574257870241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/2918912574257870241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2918912574257870241' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/R_zjgmDeo_I/AAAAAAAAACE/PfXXhz1Zvus/s72-c/DSC00307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-8839337630528398949</id><published>2007-08-15T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:15:18.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>我要大声地说:我爱陈绮贞!!!陳綺貞 Cheer Chen [A Piece Of Summer] Concert 2007 Singapore DATE29 Sep 2007 Sat, 8:00PMVENUESingapore ExpoThe MAX PavilionTICKET PRICE (Exclude Booking Fee)Standard - S$138, S$118, S$98, S$78, S$58</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/8839337630528398949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/8839337630528398949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8839337630528398949' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/RsCUMombeoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2eYKxm3HNB0/s72-c/bio_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-8512429316637891967</id><published>2007-08-14T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:15:18.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>「陳綺貞2007 巡迴演唱會 A Piece of Summer」忽然懷念起沒有電視沒有網路的日子忽然懷念需要提筆寫信給你的日子單純的音樂穿越時空的記憶凝結在對美好夏天的期待與思念Live 幾乎已經成為陳綺貞的代名詞了這個幾乎不上電視節目 不炒新聞平均2~3年推出一張專輯的陳綺貞卻低調而堅持的選擇以Live演出作為與觀眾溝通的唯一方式在她時而溫柔時而爆發的歌聲中你聽到了自己也X乎愛上 那一個傾心融於綺貞音樂中的自己2005年陳綺貞花的姿態演唱會 門票在三天之內銷售一空創下台灣有史以來演唱會門票銷售速度最快的紀錄讓許多來不及參與的歌迷們至今仍抱憾連連我們已不需要再探究陳綺貞演唱會的魔力究竟是什麼 應該問問自己需要的是什麼?你期待的夏天是什麼?在那個夜晚 在綺貞的LIVE 相信你會得到解答不要再有遺憾2007年 這個夏天演唱會是陳綺貞給你的一個片段希望它能填補你正在找尋或是曾經失落的那一塊a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/8512429316637891967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/8512429316637891967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8512429316637891967' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/RsCPI4mbenI/AAAAAAAAAAk/51NKbAvzywU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-2366336995745162179</id><published>2007-07-22T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:13:13.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fear of SucessI always thought it's the fear of failurethat is holding me back.But recently i realized,it's the fear of sucess that I'm truly afraid.It seems like I set out a missionto preserve the memories.I begin to fear changes in my life.Do I choose to stay the same becauseby moving on I will erase everything in the past?Or because the fear of not being good enough for the future?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/2366336995745162179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/2366336995745162179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#2366336995745162179' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-2312271886077688143</id><published>2007-07-16T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T05:50:02.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I write what I want to write.I write when I want to write.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/2312271886077688143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/2312271886077688143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#2312271886077688143' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-1140549959627152318</id><published>2007-06-06T04:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T06:09:59.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>生存之道 因为我不想做梦美丽的梦想跟我完全不搭我以前也很讨厌我这样讲话但是我已经习惯了这是我的生存之道我最不需要的就是梦想最没兴趣的就是恋爱我不会让自己有希望落空的机会因为没有期望就不会失望我一点都不消极因为我没有那个权利啊换换爱---嘉蒂</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1140549959627152318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1140549959627152318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1140549959627152318' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-2845641648135970361</id><published>2007-04-10T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:15:19.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's the End of the JourneyIt's just the beginning,but why do I feel like it's the end of the world.The credits are rolling before the film unfolds.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/2845641648135970361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/2845641648135970361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2845641648135970361' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/Rht2bkpO9XI/AAAAAAAAAAU/phbCqMjW3tc/s72-c/Pic1204008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-1232320958565865363</id><published>2007-01-08T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:15:19.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello StrangerWere we not strangers in the distanced pastWhen faith leads us to cross pathsThrough the fleeting time,Past the changing spaces,We crumpled under the face of proximity.Our associations are long expired,in this façade encounter that never existedWhere traces of existence will evaporateWhere a name becomes an obscured and foreign wordWhere an empty face can hardly be recalled and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1232320958565865363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/1232320958565865363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#1232320958565865363' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS4Lmw9I-3k/SAYhgT88mdI/AAAAAAAAADU/UCmoZXN_quw/s72-c/PHOT0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-116462972351403176</id><published>2006-11-27T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:22:24.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>P.S. I LOVE YOUFor the first time over in Aussie, i truly miss home.I have the impulse to put on my running shoesand run my way home.To the people I love n care,to those who are willing to love me unconditionally.(if there is such things at all in this world)I can hear the distanced noises from the back of my head...The clutterings in coffeeshopsThe familiar voices speaking a common language--- </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/116462972351403176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/116462972351403176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116462972351403176' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-116443028726949953</id><published>2006-11-25T12:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T05:40:52.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>B.I.T.C.H.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/116443028726949953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/116443028726949953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116443028726949953' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-116411669553459409</id><published>2006-11-21T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:47:30.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LingerThrough all the passing years,my heart still lingers.Beyond the limits of time n space,I can still vividly remember the scent of you.Years had passed, miles apartI know you are the only one who can make me feel this way.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/116411669553459409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/116411669553459409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116411669553459409' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-116401307745061708</id><published>2006-10-30T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:46:15.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PillsMy little jelly beans--- my secret route to escapismwhich derives the easy way to give me the instant highThe ecstasy of flying of in the skythat breaks the silence of the nightThe little jagged pills which pick me up from hell and ease the pain insideThrough its shiny little shellI see the double vision of youSmiling back at me like I'm a little prize of yoursEncapsulate you in the little </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/116401307745061708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/116401307745061708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116401307745061708' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-116400439683524827</id><published>2006-10-20T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T15:00:34.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in Circle</title><summary type='text'>Running in Circle I need to run away from the world.Thus I found myself Down Under,across the Pacific Ocean, on the other continent.Ironically, I find myself helplessly wanting to drift away.Runaway again...where no one can find me.To my little island under the glorious reign of Zinie's regime.I found my long-lost friend--- Isolation.Suddenly, it dawned upon me that the escapism i embracedis not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/116400439683524827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/116400439683524827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116400439683524827' title='Running in Circle'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-115990386679188695</id><published>2006-10-04T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:46:31.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE BEATLES- "Let It Be" (Lennon/McCartney)When I find myself in times of troubleMother Mary comes to meSpeaking words of wisdom, let it beAnd in my hour of darknessShe is standing right in front of meSpeaking words of wisdom, let it beLet it be, let it beLet it be, let it beWhisper words of wisdom, let it beAnd when the broken hearted peopleLiving in the world agreeThere will be an answer, let </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/115990386679188695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/115990386679188695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115990386679188695' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-115984977223652810</id><published>2006-10-03T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:54:00.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Day in AussieErm...hw shld i put it...mixed feelings i guess...The flight was gd, spending time with myself,watching 'Before Sunset' n 'In the Mood For Love'tho' i watched the Wong Kar Wai's movie for like the 107th time?!An unexpected sense of peace instead of the nervousness i thought i'm gg to suffer.I got my requested window seat n the view was beautiful.Hundreds of stars hanging in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/115984977223652810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/115984977223652810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115984977223652810' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-113985512772508093</id><published>2006-02-14T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T07:33:00.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How To Date A Pisces FemaleFebruary 20 - March 20 : Pisces If you are dating a Pisces female, take her to a psychic fair, artgallery, or out for cocktails.Don't take her to the animal shelter, or you will have a new pet.You can wear anything you like, and you get to make all the decisions.She prefers men with a passion about something, just believe in it.Music is one of her favorites and dancing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/113985512772508093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/113985512772508093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113985512772508093' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-113955231248427143</id><published>2006-02-10T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T07:06:39.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Absurb taleI was waiting in the Taxi queue to go to sch for half an hrn finally when i'm first in the queue wif the Comfort cab right in front of meI heard pple behind me calling for help tat a woman behind me had fits...i cld have leaped into the cab n happily in time for my tutorialBut...i noe it will haunt me 4ever tinking wat cld have happ to tat ladySo the Kaypo me, gotta out of the queue n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/113955231248427143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/113955231248427143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113955231248427143' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-113894329719359853</id><published>2006-02-03T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T07:22:35.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's cold &amp; paleHad a discussion wif Fel in the middle of niteon the various of ways of sucidebut the idea of hanging oneself really creeps into me...For the past few days,I had constant illusions of cold, whitewashed bodieshanging from my ceiling.And yesterday, i had a nightmare of me waking up fr my bed&amp; when I stood up with my eyes closed,I felt a pair of cold feet on my face.Then to realize a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/113894329719359853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/113894329719359853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113894329719359853' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-113747657030682449</id><published>2006-01-17T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T07:39:49.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>心情沉淀现在正在大学的咖啡厅又是一个无聊的下午听着陈绮贞干净清澈的歌声喝着一杯香浓的 Cuppacino阳光透过头上的大洋伞照射着我凌乱的思绪忽然觉得好温柔身边的景物变得好美就连桌上的小茶杯都看起来而外可爱心情已经好久没这么平静九份的咖啡店。陈绮贞这里的景色像你 变化莫测这样的午后 我坐在九份的马路边这里的空气 很新鲜这里的感觉 很特别仰望这片天空 扬起我对你的思念窗外的星空像你 嬉笑不眠这样的午夜 我坐在九份的咖啡店这里的街道 有点改变这里的人群 喧闹整夜望着朦胧的海岸线 是否还能回到从前昨日的单纯 今天的实际 像你而你也早已不是你我的心是一杯调和过的咖啡 怀念著往日淡薄的青草味窗外的景色像你 没什么道理这样的午后 我在忠孝东路的咖啡店这里的街道 有点危险这里的人群 面无表情想问你 也问问自己 是否还会记得从前昨日的单纯 今天的实际 像你而你也早已不是你我的心是一杯调和过的咖啡 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/113747657030682449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/113747657030682449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/113691603288355003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/113691603288355003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113691603288355003' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112905694019490629</id><published>2005-10-12T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T06:58:03.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blood TestMy health is failing me dunno wat to do abt it tooGoing for blood test at e hospital nxt wkmy body's breaking dwn...UrghBroken blood vessels, rashes, fatigue, body-ache...At first, i tot it was denguebut as it persists it doesn't seem lk itDoc' was telling me that it may got to do wif my blood as my immune system is downI guess it doesn't matter,nobody cares anyway.At least i noe it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112905694019490629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112905694019490629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112905694019490629' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112844962145716089</id><published>2005-10-05T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T06:59:50.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boredom, My New Found FriendI only smoke when i'm bored, but apparantly i'm always bored.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112844962145716089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112844962145716089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112844962145716089' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112785053822154802</id><published>2005-09-28T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T04:37:47.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Double Bill 《暗流/胸涌》</title><summary type='text'>“一棵大树倒下时，如果没有发出声响，是不是意味着它根本没有倒下？一段不被认同、不受正视的感情，是否就意味着这段感情并不存在？”</summary><link rel='edit' 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inspirationBeing lesbian, dealing wif r/s in publicn having such a great careern manz...she dun even look 47yrs oldway tooooo charming... ... Damn tat ex-gf of hers, Anne Hechefor dumping wat a fantastic woman lk EllenIf pple actually</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112715969485210086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112715969485210086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112715969485210086' title='Ellen Degeneres Rawks!!!'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112706497780081583</id><published>2005-09-19T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T02:37:52.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling......Action!</title><summary type='text'>Been really bz filmingour humble little short film 'Fever'Thurs was really hell manz...Cigarrettes, beers, lotsa dust n tons of equipmentTat attic in e rock climbing rm is freakg hot manzhavent been so tired 4 such a long timeGood thing too...to kp my mind off thgsFinally production is over! yeahz...But pre-production has just started...hur-hurAnd tml...hmm more exactly tdygg to film our club's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112706497780081583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112706497780081583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112706497780081583' title='Rolling......Action!'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112662842617435647</id><published>2005-09-12T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T00:28:51.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>天空不要为我掉眼泪</title><summary type='text'>I was drenched in the rain just nwAlways love the smell of the rainAt least for now,after a long long time,I can actually feel alive... ...打在脸上的雨滴是为我流下的眼泪天上给我的安慰</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112662842617435647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112662842617435647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112662842617435647' title='天空不要为我掉眼泪'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112559145977687907</id><published>2005-09-10T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T03:18:02.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><summary type='text'>我怀念有一年的夏天　一场大雨把你留在我身边我看着你那被淋湿的脸　还有一片树叶贴在头发上面那时我们被困在路边　世界不过是一个小小屋檐你说如果雨一直下到明天　我们就厮守到永远Rain falling in my heart你的声音仍然深印我心田世界改变你也改变我在海角天边Rain falling in my heart你的诺言虽然没有实现爱是雨点落在昨天永不放晴的缠绵希望你真的会记得 那一场下不完的雨任你去追逐你的幸福去找寻你下一盏灯往更多幸福的地方飞去... ...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112559145977687907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112559145977687907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112559145977687907' title='Rain'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112620105980528682</id><published>2005-09-09T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T01:47:35.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><summary type='text'>Im really drainedboth physically n emotionallySo tired...long hours n tons of thgs to doSchool and work,catching up with frens who r so concernedn production of our short film is coming up'Fever'... hopefully filming goes smoothly : )Probably all i need is a good night sleepn forget everything tat's not worth of my attention at all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112620105980528682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112620105980528682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112620105980528682' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112498744627594639</id><published>2005-09-04T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T02:43:43.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>握你的手</title><summary type='text'>山顶的风凉的想钻进我内心　沉默是我们最近唯一的话题看曾经亲密的爱慢慢像友谊　爱是流星　一坠落就不停我们尝试让彼此差异能隐形　遗憾的是回避不能解决问题当我疲倦的凝望你憔悴表情　再不舍得　也该让你远离握你的手　坚持到最后一秒钟哪怕爱要冰凉了 至少让回忆是暖的了解比爱难多了 我们都尽力了也许温柔 是停止再挽留握你的手 像耳语轻声说保重让眼睛就算湿了 只是痛也有感动以前每一次挥手　都为了再握手但这一次　是为了放手甜蜜要经营，幸福是选择但我们却决定放手... ...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112498744627594639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112498744627594639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112498744627594639' title='握你的手'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112557251533545854</id><published>2005-09-02T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T19:30:24.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Supposed 2 b Fine?</title><summary type='text'>Wat abt my feelings?Has anyone even spare a thought for me?Or is it tat my feelings doesnt even matterto tk into consideration?So can someone tell me,am I supposed to stay calm? Am i suppose to gif my blessings n b grateful???I''m seriously losing my sanitytat I can no longer find rationality 4 my actionsor coherance in my thoughtsI dunno where am i headingwat to do n say anymore...因为我从来没有那么认真爱过</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112557251533545854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112557251533545854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112557251533545854' title='Am I Supposed 2 b Fine?'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112557289400516548</id><published>2005-09-02T12:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T06:45:04.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>安静只剩下钢琴陪我谈了一天 睡着的大提琴 安静的旧旧的我想你已表现的非常明白我懂我也知道 你没有舍不得你说你也会难过我不相信牵着你陪着我 也只是曾经 希望他是真的比我还要爱你我才会逼自己离开你要我说多难堪 我根本不想分开为什么还要我用微笑来带过我没有这种天份 包容你也接受他不用担心的太多 我会一直好好过你已经远远离开 我也会慢慢走开为什么我连分开都迁就着你我真的没有天份 安静的没这么快我会学着放弃你 是因为我太爱你</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112557289400516548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112557289400516548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112557289400516548' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112542068026025321</id><published>2005-09-01T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T07:01:16.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>没有刺的刺猬朋友们曾告诉我我常显得非常冷漠坚强一副漠不关心的样子但在她面前我却卸下了伪装毫无掩护，毫无防备慢慢地学习去依赖别人但坦然去爱时却一层层地被掏空面然无存 赤裸裸地在她面前任由她去贱踏她无声无息的走入我原本平静的生活赐给我被遗忘的希望可是愚昧的我并没有预料到这其实是一种假象她摧毁了我的世界带走她承诺的未来与希望却不以为然 无情地走了我像只丢了刺的刺猬没有了保护自己的武装便失去了在这冷酷世界里生存的能力 ... ...The only way to keep me from slippinginto another relapse of depressionIs 2 constantly remain inan emotionless state of mindWhich I had been painstakingly trying to sustainBut you took </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112542068026025321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112542068026025321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112542068026025321' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112506986231137780</id><published>2005-08-27T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T23:47:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>眼泪</title><summary type='text'>当眼泪变成累赘的包袱换来的不是你的心疼 而只是腻烦厌倦时我们之间也只剩下残缺的爱... ...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112506986231137780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112506986231137780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112506986231137780' title='眼泪'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112498681319435248</id><published>2005-08-25T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:49:06.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clearing Some Doubts</title><summary type='text'>Im tired of answering e same qnsfor so many times 2 everyone who reads my blogThus, I decided to mk myself clearabt e doubts from some of the readers...Italic words are usually either song lyrics or quotesThe normal fonts are words tatr totally original n solely written by meAnd for those who c werid charecterson some of the entriesthey r actually chinese charecters So my dear... u haf to go to '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112498681319435248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112498681319435248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112498681319435248' title='Clearing Some Doubts'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112481569828583146</id><published>2005-08-24T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T21:36:45.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By Your Side</title><summary type='text'>Sadeyou think i'd leave your side baby you know me better than thatyou think i'd leave you downwhen you're down on your kneesi wouldn't do thati'll tell u you're right when u wantand if only you could see into mewhen you're coldi'll be therehold you tight to mewhen you're on the outside babyand you can`t get ini will show you you're so much better than you knowwhen you're lost and you're alone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112481569828583146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112481569828583146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112481569828583146' title='By Your Side'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112473754403933011</id><published>2005-08-23T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:23:57.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold On</title><summary type='text'>I used to tink tat commitmentgives mi more securitybut perhaps im wrong abt myselfabt her, abt hw the world works... ...Persistent on the idea of possessioncoz of the fear of ending upwith false hope n endless waitingTo be just lk another 'her'with retribution upon myselfof the anticipation of ur another encounterwif someone newBut little tat i noe tatit wld all still boils down to e same </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112473754403933011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112473754403933011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112473754403933011' title='Hold On'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112465701654518940</id><published>2005-08-22T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T06:07:21.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>想你的天空</title><summary type='text'>不知何时起习惯一人看着天空发呆而心中不仅露出一丝浅笑因为我知道在这辽阔的天空下我用我的思念如白云一般拥抱着 祝福着我曾深爱过的她可能她不曾察觉但从远方守护着让你自由 不再挽留是我唯一能给的温柔因为我们最近的距离就只在想你的天空... ...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112465701654518940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112465701654518940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112465701654518940' title='想你的天空'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112466098853054968</id><published>2005-08-22T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T06:07:58.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wherever u are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112466098853054968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112466098853054968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112466098853054968' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112466095531181365</id><published>2005-08-22T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T06:08:21.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112466095531181365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112466095531181365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112466095531181365' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112466092667557096</id><published>2005-08-22T04:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T06:04:24.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>... ... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112466092667557096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112466092667557096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112466092667557096' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112466089566314666</id><published>2005-08-22T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T05:54:08.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>... ... ... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112466089566314666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112466089566314666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112466089566314666' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112466150102775324</id><published>2005-08-22T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T06:02:47.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i miss u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112466150102775324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112466150102775324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112466150102775324' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112715985939056521</id><published>2005-08-20T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T06:42:57.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Moving OnForgive n Forget...One day, I know I would b grateful to herfor leaving me...To give me freedom n happiness,she thinks i deserved n she can't giveTo mk me a better personAll she did is wanting the best for meor do i make up some excuses for herto let me rem her with a noble cause?It's for the better,tho' most of the time we're not wise enuff to see it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112715985939056521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112715985939056521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112715985939056521' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112430516190680495</id><published>2005-08-18T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T03:27:23.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick...</title><summary type='text'>Im still veri sick...Sighz...tat day i almost fainted when i was wkgtotal blackout 4 afew secbut luckily i managed to squat dwnb4 i collapsed over the luggagesi tink i rather faint thanhaving to pay 4 e broken luggages : pN last week i was accompanyg Clara to classso after lunch we decided to visit the toiletb4 her class startsquite a werid venue if u ask mi...it's at NUHI got a shock when my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112430516190680495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112430516190680495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112430516190680495' title='Sick...'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112344915387925402</id><published>2005-08-09T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T05:13:26.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>童話</title><summary type='text'>一個童話的終結是在白雪公主不再相信這世上有白馬王子的時侯...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112344915387925402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112344915387925402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112344915387925402' title='童話'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112344763836695039</id><published>2005-08-08T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T04:56:55.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough...Cough</title><summary type='text'>Been extremely sick tis wkn startg sch tml is really nt helpingurrrgh...Tink im going to cough out my lungsit's just a matter of timeMum has been nagging meto drink some cough syrupbut i just can't bring myself to swallow itWho the hell can bear to getthat disgusting potion dwn their throats?!Gluey looking n stinks qte alotHmm...tat reminds me of e 'Bloody Mary'tat i drank at the new club, Club </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112344763836695039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112344763836695039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112344763836695039' title='Cough...Cough'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112302028143224729</id><published>2005-08-06T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T03:54:20.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's like a book</title><summary type='text'>Move on.It's a chapter in the past,don't close the book, just turn the page. B'coz closing it means ending ur lifebut if u keep turningu will realize at the end of the dayu got a whole collection of beautiful memoriesThanks alot starfiery...thanx u so much 4 ur supporti feel so much betta after chattg wif utho' we r miles apartu in New York, im in Singaporeu noe sometimes i feel lk im all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112302028143224729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112302028143224729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112302028143224729' title='Life&apos;s like a book'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112301192100939822</id><published>2005-08-03T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:25:18.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>勇气</title><summary type='text'>还记得当初写了&lt;勇气&gt;的歌词给你希望我们彼此有离开现状的坚定信念放弃我们平静但乏味生活的 '勇气'而去相信我们会在一起可是今时今日的我们面临感情的考验时却失去了勇敢去爱坚持下去的信念也许现在仅存的之剩下一个人生活的 '勇气'终于做了这个决定别人怎么说我不理只要你也一样的肯定我愿意天涯海角都随你去我知道一切不容易我的心一直温习说服自己最怕你忽然说要放弃如果我的坚强任性会不小心伤害了你你能不能温柔提醒我虽然心太急更害怕错过你</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112301192100939822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112301192100939822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112301192100939822' title='勇气'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112056326914452063</id><published>2005-07-06T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T02:38:36.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>离开</title><summary type='text'>再多两个钟头就要起程前往香港但此时的心情与上次去 KL的心情有许多落差思念依旧但不再迫不及待地想回家因为我知道这一次不会有个‘她’等我回来... ...亲爱的你怎么不在身边这里的空气很新鲜 这里的小吃很特别这里的Latte 不像水这里的夜景很有感觉在一万英尺的天边在有港口VIEW的房间在讨价还价的商店在凌晨喧 闹的三四点可是亲爱的 你怎么不在我身边我们有多少时间能浪费电话再甜美 传真再安慰也不足以应付不能拥有你的遥远我的亲爱的 你怎么不在 我身边一个人过一天 像过一年海的那一边 乌云一整片我很想为了你快乐一点可是 亲爱的 你怎么 不在身边</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112056326914452063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112056326914452063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112056326914452063' title='离开'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112056459726673082</id><published>2005-07-05T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:26:49.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我是如此爱你</title><summary type='text'>侯湘婷当故事结束　不再谈你 爱你的挫折　留给时间处理 陪你一段路　也让自己想清楚 爱在梦想与真实两边　不可能交集 你在追寻中沧桑　我在无言中转身 我们终究还是回到　各自世界里 我是如此爱你　却只能沉默站在原地 像一个迷失孩子般　遗落在人群 我是如此爱你　明知道得不到你的回应 心情像失群的孤雁　飞在黄昏里</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112056459726673082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112056459726673082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112056459726673082' title='我是如此爱你'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-112004372393903284</id><published>2005-06-29T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T19:35:16.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny,or perhaps it's just coincidence</title><summary type='text'>Recently, was tokg to Jer(my 3rd ex, n now gd fren)abt the career plans after her graduationfr ANUS *grins*Teaching...Police...come'on peeps.........R these e only options 4 arts n s.sci grad?n these 2 occupations happ to b2 out of 3 jobs i HATE most3 JOBS I DETEST MOST:1) teachers2) police3) doctorswat an irony?!I was chatg to Clara abt nothgn yet everythg under the suntat it sudd dawned on me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112004372393903284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/112004372393903284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112004372393903284' title='Destiny,or perhaps it&apos;s just coincidence'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111809449932007033</id><published>2005-06-07T05:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T05:53:39.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy, I Love U!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111809449932007033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111809449932007033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111809449932007033' title='Mummy, I Love U!'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111809442978914334</id><published>2005-06-07T05:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T06:15:25.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh adding on to my previous entrymy dearest mum added it inby buying me a new remote crt n coverI was lk ' Huh? R u encouraging meto watch more Tv, or wat?'Fuck, im really turning into a TV freak!Haha, ok oknt tat my mum enjoy seeing mi turng into onebut my remote crt had snapped into 2n my TV been 'operating' manually for mths5yrs, 3 remote crts... ...Quite remarkable a record huh?Most </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111809442978914334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111809442978914334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111809442978914334' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111770666633747047</id><published>2005-06-02T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T18:25:40.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a TV Junkie!!! ^_^</title><summary type='text'>Been watchg the old episodes of Survivorfrom All-Star to Vanuatubut my favourite Suvivor charecters?No prize 4 the correct ans...YES, ROB &amp; AMBER MARIANO!haha, mayb i jus enjoy watchgpple betraying/playing off others'killing' one anotheror perhap, personally i can relate 2 it = sighz=bcoz my workplc is playgour very own little 'Survivor Game'findg alliances, betrayal, backstabbg,kickg others' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111770666633747047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111770666633747047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111770666633747047' title='Im a TV Junkie!!! ^_^'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111713789064184636</id><published>2005-05-27T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T04:20:47.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shane!!!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111713789064184636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111713789064184636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111713789064184636' title='shane!!!'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111713766783156933</id><published>2005-05-27T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T04:01:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shane n alice </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111713766783156933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111713766783156933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111713766783156933' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111713762809215345</id><published>2005-05-27T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T04:26:38.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOOT-TOOT!!!</title><summary type='text'>train the last trip to KLwas wif a dearest frenVal if u r reading tis...wat a great pal u r!!! Cheers 2 our frenship =)mostly imptly....on a TRAIN!!!I LOVE TRAINS!!!or rather obssessed wif them...so classic n yet so vintagepersonally i tink trainsr more of a greater invention than planestoot-toot...toot-toot... here we go!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111713762809215345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111713762809215345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111713762809215345' title='TOOT-TOOT!!!'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111713756332790024</id><published>2005-05-27T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T04:03:04.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>inside the train </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111713756332790024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111713756332790024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111713756332790024' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111643354457623409</id><published>2005-05-19T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T02:46:23.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Political correctness in local media</title><summary type='text'>i extremely appalledafter watchg tis evening episode of 'Get Real!'Channel NewsAsia...a national news broadcasting channelpersonally i expect it 2b atleast objective abt issuesprovidg perspectives fr diff standptshowever, i was utterly disappointed...this episode was on girls who lk girls in all-girls' schbut it certainly carried alot of negative energywif one-dimensional view on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111643354457623409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111643354457623409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111643354457623409' title='Political correctness in local media'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111635787070348614</id><published>2005-05-18T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T03:25:42.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Political ProfileOverall: 10% Conservative, 90% LiberalSocial Issues: 0% Conservative, 100% LiberalPersonal Responsibility: 0% Conservative, 100% LiberalFiscal Issues: 0% Conservative, 100% LiberalEthics: 25% Conservative, 75% LiberalDefense and Crime: 25% Conservative, 75% LiberalHow Liberal / Conservative Are You?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111635787070348614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111635787070348614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111635787070348614' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111627692516783800</id><published>2005-05-17T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T04:55:25.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>having insomnia...havent been slpg well 4 daysironically, i had terrific slp during examsbut nw wif nothing to do in the holizi cant fall aslp till 9am in e mornghaf been watchg so many repeated episodesof Suvival, old sitcoms n werid latenite movieshahaha...mayb only e sight of bks can mk me fall aslpwent drinkg wif my colleaguesat the lounge of Meriden last nite after wki tot it will just b a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111627692516783800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111627692516783800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111627692516783800' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111627230234894527</id><published>2005-05-17T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T03:56:40.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so old at heart!</title><summary type='text'>鑑定結果您的精神年齡26歲與您實際年齡差5歲幼稚度60％成熟度39％老化度33％http://nicwong.com/test/psycho/spirit_age.html</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111627230234894527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111627230234894527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111627230234894527' title='i&apos;m so old at heart!'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111601641780999711</id><published>2005-05-14T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T04:46:44.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiz...im lovin'it</title><summary type='text'>awesomes...my exams had endedso it's officially holiz...woohooo ;plooking 4 a 5days office job nwn wkg sales on weekendsneed $$$ to go hk 4 the vacation in early julyso anyone willg to contributecan email mi 4 my online beggingwahahaha...if anyone is tat generousbut dun ask mi wat u can get in returnhmm...okok my imagination's runng wildon wed, went 2 the interview4 the esplanade youth's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111601641780999711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111601641780999711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111601641780999711' title='holiz...im lovin&apos;it'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111505583944774962</id><published>2005-05-03T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T02:33:06.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Cheez...Smilez</title><summary type='text'>has anyone watch TV recently?wat's wif the media attention...flash flasheveryone's seems to b obsessed with*drums roll*...blog phenomenonas if it's the greatest invention of tis new centuryokiez...i personally love blogs(haha, i need to 'poh' blogger rite since i'm using it)but dun u all guystink it's kinda overrated nowadayssighz...esp yan yan aka. wendy cheng's blogomg...just give mi a break </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111505583944774962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111505583944774962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111505583944774962' title='Say Cheez...Smilez'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111339185760082996</id><published>2005-04-13T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T19:33:15.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>butterfly</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111339185760082996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111339185760082996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111339185760082996' title='butterfly'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111338909333076554</id><published>2005-04-13T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:52:09.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>學習長大</title><summary type='text'>『小時候，我們總會幹很多傻事。長大後回想起來，連自己都覺得無聊。可是，亦只有在小時候，我們才有那股傻勁，橫衝直撞，東歪西倒，跌低又再爬起。人漸漸長大，走路不再容易跌倒，應該是平衡力較好的緣故。學習平衡是人生最大課題。規矩多了，自由少了；期望大了，任性少了；壓力重了，開心少了；智慧高了，天真少了；理性強了，感性也少了。由極左到極右，在哪一點落腳，才是最令自己和別人舒服的位置？』不想再跌再爬, 但又不想太過平衡..想長大變得理智成熟, 但又想保留半點傻勁, 矛盾嘛?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111338909333076554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111338909333076554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111338909333076554' title='學習長大'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111332940373611603</id><published>2005-04-13T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T02:15:17.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You scored as Unipolar Depression. Congraulations! You are depressed! You know just how it feels to bear all the world's burdens, and the value of a 19-hour night's sleep. And you really hate that circle-guy thing on your Zoloft pill packets.Unipolar Depression100%Antisocial Personality Disorder92%Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder67%Borderline Personality Disorder67%Schizophrenia42%Eating </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111332940373611603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111332940373611603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111332940373611603' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-111264630457739457</id><published>2005-04-05T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T04:25:04.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helo lingling</title><summary type='text'>i noe tat u always wanted mi to blog smethg abt usinstd of seeing the prev blog everytime u come herei'm sorry tat thgs had to turn out tat wayi lovè u darlin...realised tat hugs n kisses can't do much help animorethe gap btw us in no longer abt tatbut smethg more than thatdunno y it haf to end tis waydo tk care k...miss miss =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111264630457739457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/111264630457739457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111264630457739457' title='helo lingling'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-109900573727695627</id><published>2004-10-29T06:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:56:29.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GoodBye My Love</title><summary type='text'>Let me tink of the past memories 4 1 last timeafter tdy,i will stop tinkg of u anymorei find myself waking up from a dreama dream tat kept me gg 4 the past 3yrsover lunch,she told mi some stuffstat sme1 shld haf knocked sme senseinto my head yrs ago'At the end of the day,mayb the person u lovemay neva b the person u will b wif,but the person who love u more than u love her'''Mayb u n the person </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/109900573727695627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/109900573727695627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109900573727695627' title='GoodBye My Love'/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-109450734616192308</id><published>2004-09-07T05:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:23:25.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's so early in the morng at 5am n im still awakehaf no idea hw im gg 2 survive ltr. Sighz...I have just finished doing my blogskin.Not too bad, at least it express my totsBeen slacking 4 wks since sch startshaiz...tell myself cant do tis animore. Wake up!I will try mugging after wed coz I still a drkg session wif val tml =PMy hostel room is fully furnishedSo glad that I'm given PGP and not Ext.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/109450734616192308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/109450734616192308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109450734616192308' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-109412621102649163</id><published>2004-08-25T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:35:51.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gosh!to my horror, i realised that i haf 3 out of 5modules same as herall socio. modules...tink she's majoring socio. as welldunno y im nt realli comfortable seeing her ardand the funniest thing is tati can't find a reasonable answer y i dun wanna c herprobably i jus cant bring myself to face herit reminds me of the past...the memories...the pain...the horrible depression i had for 2yearsthe most</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/109412621102649163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/109412621102649163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109412621102649163' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-109086255492049424</id><published>2004-07-27T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:42:20.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a strong instinct tat I'm gg to slip into another depressionBeen trying so hard to stop myselfand I need to find someone to talk to.But I have been scrollg up n dwn my fone listand realised that I have no one to turn to.I'm simply worn out, both physically n emotionally.Beginning to think that I'm not good enuff 4 anyoneI dun deserve anything goodMemories of the past seems to be haunting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/109086255492049424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/109086255492049424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109086255492049424' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-109044482027162582</id><published>2004-07-22T05:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:33:06.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'freedom' is just another word for 'nothing left to lose' ---Janis Joplin 1968 Women liberator/feminist/singer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/109044482027162582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/109044482027162582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109044482027162582' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-107962529973067468</id><published>2004-03-18T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:52:29.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haf been realli bz recentlytot of totally giving up on tis blogbut just cldn't bear to to some extent...It was my b-dae on 13thI had a wonderful nite,great dinner,KTVn most of all my favourite favouriteyummy strawberry shortcake...droolsRealli had a great time...Hey everyone my hp is fixedthe same no. but i lost my fone listHence call/msg mi if u all r free kso tat i'll get ur hp no. bkRem to kp </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/107962529973067468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/107962529973067468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107962529973067468' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-107777986057521213</id><published>2004-02-26T15:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:08:56.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been coughg like mad n it mks mi short of breath...n it's so bad till i cldn't slp at allwat's more my laptop crashed on me!!!Damn it...had to go n re-format everythg yest.n all my stuffs will be gone...Watched sme great films during lecttink it's great wat can b betta than attendg lectn watch good films at the same timehmm probably tat's the great thg abt studyg arts n social sci huhI was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/107777986057521213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/107777986057521213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107777986057521213' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434466.post-107740207980817183</id><published>2004-02-22T06:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:28:43.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's the end n it's really final this time...I miss her but as I grow older I realise love is not enuff to substain a r/sMany factors come into playIt's naive to think that as long as we hold on togetherthe problems we haf will eventually go awayLove is not equal to understandgpartners are not equal to soulmatesI have a sudden urge of coming out of the closet to my parentsbut i fear...i fear the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/107740207980817183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5434466/posts/default/107740207980817183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinie.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107740207980817183' title=''/><author><name>zinie</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></entry></feed>
