<?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-3193162806772887886</id><updated>2012-02-17T12:19:18.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linda Low Yiyi (:</title><subtitle type='html'>A very tomboy girl.
Like Linda Chung, Nichoals Teo alots. 
Hate myself alot....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-762409341082599410</id><published>2010-02-26T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T00:16:38.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;LONG TIME DIDN'T UPDATED!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;NOW I DID! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;now day i crazy about hong kong.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;cause of linda, steven, raymond bosco and YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;friends at hong kong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-762409341082599410?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/762409341082599410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2010/02/updated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/762409341082599410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/762409341082599410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2010/02/updated.html' title='updated'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-6159585033951496449</id><published>2009-11-26T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:28:17.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid valley..</title><content type='html'>Went to mid-valley with Yong today and we came back at 12 something. We went to redbox amd we sing for 5 hours and it cost us 106.95 so expensive. And when we ate 22 oyster and 20 plus plus mussles. And also 3  plate so squid :D. crazy right??? Now i am damn itchy cuz of i ate too much seafood today. I am allergic to seafood :D While back to topic.  We bought 9:00 2012 ticket and we start to watch at 10:30. We just watch for an hour or less. So sad but the movie was nice. If everyone in the movie die, it will be more nice. Next week i m going to watch it with him again cuz we miss te starting. today i spend around RM90 plus plus and i donno how much i have left for me to go out on friday. Damn it, my dad haven tell me whether i can go out on friday a not :( Never mind try to force him to saw yes :D i am so bad la wey. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg damn itchy. Cant stand anymore. Going to shower again. au revoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-6159585033951496449?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/6159585033951496449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/11/mid-valley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6159585033951496449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6159585033951496449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/11/mid-valley.html' title='mid valley..'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-2135419439560960106</id><published>2009-11-20T19:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:36:57.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last  day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Form 4 life is over and form 5 life is coming. I'm so going to die next year. Form 4 already this hard form 5 will be more worst( i think). Today i went to school cause of Kar Yann, Natalie and also Rachel cause i have to give her the bm poetry book. Kar Yann and Natalie ask me to go school to chat but Kar Yann didnt went to school today. Well never mind la. Today i went to play basketball and walk around the school but didnt got scold by pn.uma. She saw me few times went out the class but she was like smiling. Before that i stay at the library and go online. I order 3 burger one for me one for yen teng and one for Natalie. But it cost me 39 buck ( Bryan only pay me 11 buck). Well, i cant meet my friend for around 5 to 6 weeks and i think i will miss them alot ( well is for those friend that they cant hang out).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I really &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; holiday cause my dad will force me go work with him which sucks. I rather go work outside. I cant earn money by myself and i think it will be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Feel like uploading some picture. On my birthday we took it. My friend say on that day i was drunk. But i don't think i am. WAIT! what do drunk mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SwaMtpqnMKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/KzP5iJ15uDQ/s1600/PB180513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SwaMtpqnMKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/KzP5iJ15uDQ/s320/PB180513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406163118611443874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;tring to push them down but i fail&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SwaKbTfp8HI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CHkDRvFJsLM/s1600/PB180098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SwaKbTfp8HI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CHkDRvFJsLM/s320/PB180098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406160604399005810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SwaMtG49xzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ece-srWlBWU/s1600/PB180214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SwaMtG49xzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ece-srWlBWU/s320/PB180214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406163109276403506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SwaKa1sYEvI/AAAAAAAAAKE/HNBTBgerPlY/s1600/PB180164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SwaKa1sYEvI/AAAAAAAAAKE/HNBTBgerPlY/s320/PB180164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406160596399297266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SwaKaV-GwiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/w92K6evVX-0/s1600/PB180066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SwaKaV-GwiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/w92K6evVX-0/s320/PB180066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406160587883725346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-2135419439560960106?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/2135419439560960106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/2135419439560960106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/2135419439560960106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last  day of school'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SwaMtpqnMKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/KzP5iJ15uDQ/s72-c/PB180513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-1635691348814494864</id><published>2009-11-20T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:26:24.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall in love with ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I donno when i fall in love with you. I just know suddenly i fall in love with you. You are not special or anything. But i just fall in love with you. Do i really like you? Or is it i just want some other feeling. I really don like it. How come i can fall in love with two people at once? Or i already don like the ex? I really donno. I just want to be with you. Can see you everyday, hour or minute. Don leave me please. But we are too far away from each other. I know we cant be together forever and ever. We don even have Chance to meet each other. I hate loving people. It give me headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;How come my mom is like so damn freaking annoying? Can she just keep in silence. I don really like to hear her voice. When she started talking than i started having headache.After November 18 you are like so so so annoying. I hate it. I don like to listen to what you say ok. Just leave me alone. I want freedom. I don want to do what ever you ask me to do. I don really want to hate her but when she talk than i hate her. Seriously, damn annoying. I have lots of thing think about already. I don want to think more things. These things are my secret. And i cant share. Not i don want to share. I really cant share these secret with anyone even my mom. I really need one friend that really can keep secret. But i still cant find one yet. God please, give me a friend which can keep secret. I really want to tell someone that i might feel better than now alot more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yesterday was fun and i was damn happy, hyper and maybe drunk. I wish everyday is November 18 2009. Or November 17 1993. Cause i haven born than i no need to think so much. Why i got these much thing to  think about and i cant share with anyone one? I really want to share. Am i crazy? good question but no answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*im crying now* (donno why just feel sad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-1635691348814494864?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/1635691348814494864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-in-love-with-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1635691348814494864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1635691348814494864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-in-love-with-ya.html' title='Fall in love with ya'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-2911672589720561272</id><published>2009-10-08T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:21:58.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm drunk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;hahax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am drunk! wow is damn cool man. I just feeling being hyper. Normally i don't drink if i am not with him but today i just feeling drinking cause i am sad. I want to be drunk for a long time but than i have no chance. Just now went to a wedding dinner and they let me drink beer. So i go and drank 3 can of tiger. My mom was like stop drinking so much you are still under age but than i don't care. Continue drinking with my mom wine. she was like where is my wine after i drank the whole bottle( not whole maybe got 1 or 2 glass left). And now i am drunk. Don't whether tomorrow i still remember a not but still i feel like want to be more drunk. Cause something is on my head and i cant tell to anyone. I promise someone and so i have to do what i promise. Just use beer to express my feeling. Be drunk and forget about everything.Even thought just for a night and the next morning i will be having headache like hell which i am having it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Being drunk is a good thing. hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Just want to be hyper and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Want to tell someone who i can trust but i still cant find one yet. It is Zach, Yen Teng, Kar Yan, Kah Yian, Darren Chow, Rachel,Amanda, Phoebe or who. Any one that i can trust is in this list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;What the fuck you want from me? huh? Do you have to be like that? What did i do to you? In my memory i think i didn't did anything bad to you or even didn't bitch about you. How come you have to be like this? I feel like killing you you know. I  hate people bitch about me especially like now every one thinks that i am that. fuck you la. Stupid. Mother fucker. Go die la. I really want to find someone to kill you. Damn you. I really want to point my middle finger to you. And you are so lucky cause you are the first friend i want to point middle finger to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Get lost in front of me. I really mean it. GET LOST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-2911672589720561272?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/2911672589720561272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-drunk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/2911672589720561272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/2911672589720561272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-drunk.html' title='i&apos;m drunk!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-6025727626979494185</id><published>2009-10-06T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:33:02.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Was so boring so i went to read my friends blog. Was reading and nothing special. I read &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Bibu, KarYan, Kah Yian, Angel, Xing&lt;/span&gt; blog. After reading all those blog, i went to read &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt; blog. And i read some post on September and i saw a post very funny. Cause that post was quite funny and it make me happy cause of some way. The conversation between Rachel and her mom is funny. When i read that i don't know why i just cant stop laughing. Very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Now continue reading her blog. hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-6025727626979494185?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/6025727626979494185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/someone-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6025727626979494185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6025727626979494185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/someone-blog.html' title='someone blog'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-6207784310281223141</id><published>2009-10-06T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T02:07:16.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ponteng/ktk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think today is the most boring day. Teacher didn't come in to class. Me and Darren walk around the school. Walk to 2A,2C and than form 4 block. Wait form 1 block also. Since the third period of class we started ponteng until our recess. At the third period, we had pn siti zaleha as our relief teacher and we didnt went in the class. Me and Darren almost get in truoble. The teacher was like 'you skip my class la. i go in your class to relief and you two don't go where already' And we were like er teacher we doin something than we both run away. hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Than during the lower form recess we were sitting down and Rachel come and talk and say that How Xiang is very quite in camp. And i was like 'he is quite? He always give Zach a morning chock and so on' 'talk non-stop'. After that i gave Rachel one chock than yea talk to Darren and Firdauz and how xiang too. They all suddenly say that Zach say that i am his girlfriend and i was like' REALLY?'Cause we plan to not tell anyone but now suddenly he go and tell. hahax. so happy about that. He didnt came to school today and i feel very sad cuz didnt see him since friday. Miss him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;dad home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;To be continue tomorrow (i guess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-6207784310281223141?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/6207784310281223141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/pontengktk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6207784310281223141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6207784310281223141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/pontengktk.html' title='ponteng/ktk'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-923599903100995401</id><published>2009-10-04T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:32:45.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mooncake festival!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Ssd6AerrFOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/meTwizcrqP4/s1600-h/PA030637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Ssd6AerrFOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/meTwizcrqP4/s320/PA030637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388409627826918626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Ssd5_nm_PEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/XJ739z3hIEI/s1600-h/PA030633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Ssd5_nm_PEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/XJ739z3hIEI/s320/PA030633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388409613043317826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Ssd5_AcICVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Rvr0VZtD1fs/s1600-h/PA030616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Ssd5_AcICVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Rvr0VZtD1fs/s320/PA030616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388409602528774482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-923599903100995401?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/923599903100995401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/mooncake-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/923599903100995401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/923599903100995401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/mooncake-festival.html' title='mooncake festival!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Ssd6AerrFOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/meTwizcrqP4/s72-c/PA030637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-3397218659518833632</id><published>2009-10-03T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T15:14:23.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple face!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;have you see anyone have a purple face? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i got purple face now. Not ppl punch me is someone force me to put the enzyme on my face and now it turns to purple. Weird right, put those enzyme on face than it turns to purple. Cuz its dragon fruits enzyme. SO now my Face IS PURPLE. Cool right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;who would like to have a purpl eface, hand and leg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-3397218659518833632?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/3397218659518833632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/purple-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3397218659518833632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3397218659518833632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/purple-face.html' title='Purple face!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7951646411296364323</id><published>2009-10-02T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:16:50.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching mr and ar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Finally can go online. Cant live without internet. Thanks to my brother. He go broke the modem. Finally today the TM ppl come and fix and change a new one. I can die without internet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Tomorrow is mooncake festival. I need to go to my grandma house and celebrate. And on Sunday, my baby cousin 1 year old and have to go for his party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh my god! My auntie is comin. I don want to see her la. She is damn annoying. Everytime i saw her,she will keep talking and talkin non-stop. And talk about studies la, need to do this do that. Haiz., just hate to see her. Damn annoying. All my father brother or sister also very annoying. Damn annoying. Not like my mother side one. My mother side uncle, auntie all better than father side. So i hate to see my cousin or uncle or auntie at my father side one. Damn annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Moonlight Resonance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I have been watching this drama MORE than 10 times( i guess). I just cant stop watching this drama. And i watching this drama again on astro wah lai toi. I bought the cd also and i have been watching it everyday. Very crazy in this drama. And this drama is going to end on monday. I feel sad. I don wan it to finish. Cause this is the best drama i ever watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Now watching always ready. I have been watching this drama a lots of times. I keep watching this drama is because of this drama got my idol. Haha. gtg. Au revoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7951646411296364323?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7951646411296364323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/watching-mr-and-ar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7951646411296364323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7951646411296364323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/watching-mr-and-ar.html' title='Watching mr and ar'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-5688164399779524331</id><published>2009-10-02T19:45:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:04:41.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven Chou , Leon Lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXsQ4vbclI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qs5721gYL9A/s1600-h/6370_245787365650_541835650_8050431_7997662_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXsQ4vbclI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qs5721gYL9A/s320/6370_245787365650_541835650_8050431_7997662_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387972304072045138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Leon Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXrRIOt5wI/AAAAAAAAAI0/gdvmRi5mVaM/s1600-h/6370_245787160650_541835650_8050398_7342212_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXrRIOt5wI/AAAAAAAAAI0/gdvmRi5mVaM/s320/6370_245787160650_541835650_8050398_7342212_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387971208718182146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXrQvMu7AI/AAAAAAAAAIs/qIlm-Gp2UF0/s1600-h/6370_245787090650_541835650_8050389_848299_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXppGA6SvI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e2CqaH1VMzU/s320/n1010496927_30192232_3007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387969421417007858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXpoiTaivI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nM3fmKlj5hA/s1600-h/n1010496927_30203923_9657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXpoiTaivI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nM3fmKlj5hA/s320/n1010496927_30203923_9657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387969411830942450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXpcavLOkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OnUUYO0Jhrs/s1600-h/n514404686_60307_5338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXpcavLOkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OnUUYO0Jhrs/s320/n514404686_60307_5338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387969203641465410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXpCOq4WlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IH90rQpKIT0/s1600-h/n514404686_60284_6264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXpCOq4WlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IH90rQpKIT0/s320/n514404686_60284_6264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387968753725626962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXo5CkdHoI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Cv9Atodr4bo/s1600-h/n514404686_60130_7633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXo5CkdHoI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Cv9Atodr4bo/s320/n514404686_60130_7633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387968595858628226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXoq0KXx5I/AAAAAAAAAGc/thwtlDa6_kA/s1600-h/n514404686_60127_5979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXoq0KXx5I/AAAAAAAAAGc/thwtlDa6_kA/s320/n514404686_60127_5979.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387968351472961426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXoXjlS9FI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Ei9rBhYyfUM/s1600-h/n507849427_69693_7902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXoXjlS9FI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Ei9rBhYyfUM/s320/n507849427_69693_7902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387968020604974162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXoJzrmIBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/og8UJRNFrXY/s1600-h/n507849427_61710_2317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXoJzrmIBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/og8UJRNFrXY/s320/n507849427_61710_2317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387967784408195090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXoA-Nk4xI/AAAAAAAAAGE/SIK9dgM0W5k/s1600-h/n507849427_61658_7998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXoA-Nk4xI/AAAAAAAAAGE/SIK9dgM0W5k/s320/n507849427_61658_7998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387967632616252178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My crush in Canada. Not really handsome but than i just donno why i fall in love with them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Miss them a lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these pic: Steven Chou, Leon Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-5688164399779524331?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/5688164399779524331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/steven-chou-leon-lee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5688164399779524331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5688164399779524331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/steven-chou-leon-lee.html' title='Steven Chou , Leon Lee'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXsQ4vbclI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qs5721gYL9A/s72-c/6370_245787365650_541835650_8050431_7997662_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7357380652823546782</id><published>2009-10-02T19:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T19:43:47.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXnAXiPVOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NyEvMRVR1Xc/s1600-h/canon-eos-500d-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXnAXiPVOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NyEvMRVR1Xc/s320/canon-eos-500d-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387966522722309346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXmnn3vDJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/o5dRhoYQPkE/s1600-h/canon500dallaround.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXmnn3vDJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/o5dRhoYQPkE/s320/canon500dallaround.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387966097610706066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXmWtbBAKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1oV1A9HHY2U/s1600-h/canon-eos-500d-top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXmWtbBAKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1oV1A9HHY2U/s320/canon-eos-500d-top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387965807043084450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXmOIIEDZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/titmh0uSOiw/s1600-h/canon-eos-500d.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXmOIIEDZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/titmh0uSOiw/s320/canon-eos-500d.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387965659592527250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXl2-epaJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/evOGCVwOma8/s1600-h/camera-review-canon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXl2-epaJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/evOGCVwOma8/s320/camera-review-canon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387965261865904274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXlaTI8prI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TcY2EBALuQc/s1600-h/eos-test.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXlaTI8prI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TcY2EBALuQc/s320/eos-test.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387964769195828914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXlPe0oFtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/1pYj--Ixo0E/s1600-h/500d-canon-eos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXlPe0oFtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/1pYj--Ixo0E/s320/500d-canon-eos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387964583353259730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXkyW2b5hI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_X8TvuAa9CQ/s1600-h/canon-500d-eos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXkyW2b5hI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_X8TvuAa9CQ/s320/canon-500d-eos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387964082997159442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Canon EOS 500D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RM2399&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I love this camera so much. I'm saving money to buy it. Roughly next year march i can get it but than i want to on my birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7357380652823546782?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7357380652823546782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/future-camera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7357380652823546782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7357380652823546782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/10/future-camera.html' title='Future camera'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SsXnAXiPVOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NyEvMRVR1Xc/s72-c/canon-eos-500d-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-2951968779811941742</id><published>2009-09-11T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:26:59.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;thanks Fird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-2951968779811941742?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/2951968779811941742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/09/thanks-fird-thanks-for-mug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/2951968779811941742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/2951968779811941742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/09/thanks-fird-thanks-for-mug.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7049830093582096230</id><published>2009-09-09T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:10:16.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OWHS! MY TOE!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;thanks to my brother go play with the ice breaker and drop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It was damm pain. THANKS A LOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7049830093582096230?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7049830093582096230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/09/stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7049830093582096230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7049830093582096230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/09/stupid.html' title='stupid'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-1587508885138515025</id><published>2009-09-04T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:42:59.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>h1n1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I didn't went to school for 17days. Cause of holiday for 11 days and and sick for the rest of the days. Till now I'm still sick. I just got some cough, high fever, flu. Just cant breath, vomit, always got headache and ya that all only (i think). But than  didn't went to see doctor cause i have no energy to walk and just don't feel like going. And my friends keep saying 'you better go see doctor cause of H1N1' and i was like who cares about H1N1. And what he do is he tell me the number of people die of H1N1 in Malaysia and the whole word. But than i still don't really care cause H1N1 only. Why H1N1 only right? H1N1 makes people die. And the reason why i don't care about H1N1 is because i don't scare of death. Why don't scare of death? IDK.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I remember before i really scare of death but than after i know 'HIM' i actually don't scare of it anymore. Not all because of him also, its also something happen to me and so ya i don't feel like living anymore. Back to my life without school. On Saturday and Monday i went to mid valley with my parents (I went to mid vallet three days in a row.)and from Tuesday on, i stay at home till today i still didn't went out of the house before. And i was really boring this few days. Now i wish i can go to school on Monday cause i really miss my friends and i don't wanna stay at home anymore. Cause its sucks. seriously sucks. And couging badly, having headache so have to take rest for a while than post some picture that i took on sunday when i was in mid valley with my friend.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;au revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-1587508885138515025?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/1587508885138515025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/09/h1n1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1587508885138515025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1587508885138515025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/09/h1n1.html' title='h1n1'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-9106489760251200510</id><published>2009-08-31T23:57:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:22:22.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;friends i hang out with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spzjjqaz7_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/d4wrnF8s3ug/s1600-h/P8290505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spzjjqaz7_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/d4wrnF8s3ug/s320/P8290505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376422256995201010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpziL6gU6FI/AAAAAAAAAEk/67TKb-VuC-I/s1600-h/P8290499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpziL6gU6FI/AAAAAAAAAEk/67TKb-VuC-I/s320/P8290499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376420749484812370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpzcWCpT9kI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JhtNOgq74LU/s1600-h/P8290491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpzcWCpT9kI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JhtNOgq74LU/s320/P8290491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376414326398907970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpzKgJHpdPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xcLnfU7YkjA/s1600-h/P8290492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpzKgJHpdPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xcLnfU7YkjA/s320/P8290492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376394708726150386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpyzMCqYvEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TQNrNvVjxhU/s1600-h/P8290500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpyzMCqYvEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TQNrNvVjxhU/s320/P8290500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376369074627984450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spv5p63ShzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/si7dtR8NaNY/s1600-h/P8290489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spv5p63ShzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/si7dtR8NaNY/s320/P8290489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376165078767929138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spv4bAZuBfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Kh0pHNjeWNA/s1600-h/P8290486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spv4bAZuBfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Kh0pHNjeWNA/s320/P8290486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376163723044849138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spv3SkczIxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ikYO0-5VWfA/s1600-h/P8290483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spv3SkczIxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ikYO0-5VWfA/s320/P8290483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376162478590993170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spv1s3O1AfI/AAAAAAAAADs/LIWjU8kFD3M/s1600-h/P8290473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spv1s3O1AfI/AAAAAAAAADs/LIWjU8kFD3M/s320/P8290473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376160731286012402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spv0yDad4-I/AAAAAAAAADk/-_Fs6GM6FnU/s1600-h/P8290470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spv0yDad4-I/AAAAAAAAADk/-_Fs6GM6FnU/s320/P8290470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376159720943772642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpvzuuIT0YI/AAAAAAAAADc/TaWVfPdZfok/s1600-h/P8290471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpvzuuIT0YI/AAAAAAAAADc/TaWVfPdZfok/s320/P8290471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376158564179235202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-9106489760251200510?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/9106489760251200510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/9106489760251200510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/9106489760251200510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday.html' title='Saturday!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/Spzjjqaz7_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/d4wrnF8s3ug/s72-c/P8290505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-5679429193994521753</id><published>2009-08-25T19:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:15:28.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new shoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpQXedblRVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XWE9xB_0Pcw/s1600-h/P8220396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpQXedblRVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XWE9xB_0Pcw/s320/P8220396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373946067423675730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpPYcMYJ2RI/AAAAAAAAACc/tSyzJgBXfrw/s1600-h/P8220407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpPYcMYJ2RI/AAAAAAAAACc/tSyzJgBXfrw/s320/P8220407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373876759253604626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpPhHmqJ1tI/AAAAAAAAACk/bLFpcRJ_68M/s1600-h/P8220416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpPhHmqJ1tI/AAAAAAAAACk/bLFpcRJ_68M/s320/P8220416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373886301135820498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpPuw73cwVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FkzseR2e3a8/s1600-h/P8220411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpPuw73cwVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FkzseR2e3a8/s320/P8220411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373901304854528338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpPo_fqKuyI/AAAAAAAAACs/S8F8RNNF2Gs/s1600-h/P8220412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpPo_fqKuyI/AAAAAAAAACs/S8F8RNNF2Gs/s320/P8220412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373894957910899490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-5679429193994521753?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/5679429193994521753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-shoe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5679429193994521753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5679429193994521753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-shoe.html' title='new shoe'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpQXedblRVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XWE9xB_0Pcw/s72-c/P8220396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7632362904686913073</id><published>2009-08-24T22:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:39:46.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i want</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Things that i wanted the most now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1.G900&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpKunTQ67DI/AAAAAAAAABM/fIvsEJZOsbY/s1600-h/sony-ericsson-g900-combo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpKunTQ67DI/AAAAAAAAABM/fIvsEJZOsbY/s320/sony-ericsson-g900-combo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373549295615798322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2.Canon Camera 40D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpKwcqE9nSI/AAAAAAAAABU/SypErBnJ7BI/s1600-h/can40d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpKwcqE9nSI/AAAAAAAAABU/SypErBnJ7BI/s320/can40d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373551311784353058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3.Ipod Touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpKxASHtohI/AAAAAAAAABc/dMP800Si_8I/s1600-h/32gb_ipod_touch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpKxASHtohI/AAAAAAAAABc/dMP800Si_8I/s320/32gb_ipod_touch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373551923828728338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4.Sony video camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpKyMrklJiI/AAAAAAAAABk/xSUcs276ajE/s1600-h/Sony+SR8E+Video+Camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpKyMrklJiI/AAAAAAAAABk/xSUcs276ajE/s320/Sony+SR8E+Video+Camera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373553236330751522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Nike shoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpKz15CbLuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sObOzPbBflg/s1600-h/nike-air-max-2009-running-shoe-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpKz15CbLuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sObOzPbBflg/s320/nike-air-max-2009-running-shoe-06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373555043831852770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i know the things i want is super expensive so I'm trying to save money and buy and wish my parents can buy one of it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpKzCAwCtOI/AAAAAAAAABs/lYfMgmky9PI/s1600-h/nike-air-max-2009-running-shoe-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7632362904686913073?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7632362904686913073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-i-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7632362904686913073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7632362904686913073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-i-want.html' title='Things i want'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SpKunTQ67DI/AAAAAAAAABM/fIvsEJZOsbY/s72-c/sony-ericsson-g900-combo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-3409684453543707013</id><published>2009-08-20T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:21:08.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasta AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;oday i cook pasta again. LOL.I cook for Darren, Rachel, Bibu, Kar Yan and Nat Kho. And i think last time i cook better than this time cause idk why i just think that last time one taste alot better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause i just feel like it. Maybe cause of the exam so i actually didnt really cook properly. Hehe. Well thats all for the pasta. And ya today my back suddenly pain like hell. It started when i arrive school i was walking in the school sudenlly my back just pain very badly and i cant walk goodly. I cant sit and i cant stand. Even i dont move is still pain badly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Well until now still pain but than i didnt tell anyone. I really don't know what to do. Eat medicine alrady still not work. And i don't know how to tell my parents. It just pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don't know how to release the pain also. Since morning till now still pain. Just wish tomorrow won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; pain cause i go lankawi by car(last time by airplane),later in car i cant sit properly and ya so on something like that&lt;/span&gt;. OMG! Tomorrow have to wake up at 4am. Just like today. And ya, i prefer go school better cause i can wake up at 6am and can meet my friends. But whatever la. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Don't what to do and so on. Now already12:38am. Only can sleep for 3 hours ++. But later in car i sure sleep cause for sure when i go on car i will have headach. Well...... don't know what to say also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-3409684453543707013?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/3409684453543707013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/pasta-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3409684453543707013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3409684453543707013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/pasta-again.html' title='Pasta AGAIN'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-1523611780524663326</id><published>2009-08-19T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:09:05.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damm you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Like i care alot. From the first sight i saw you i already hate you. I don't know why i still can act like nothing for 8 months. In this 8 months i think i have been crazy or something. As i say i don't care what you guys say about me but than i just hate you guys say bad thing about my friends. Friends are important for me not like other people only boyfriend is important. Bla bla bla blabla. Is like i so care about you ignore me and didn't talk to me. I bet I got more friends than you. Or wait maybe you’ll have more friends than me BUT they are all ADULT. LOL. I really can’t survive it anymore. What I do to the form 1 is not your business I mean sine you have say so many times and I don’t listen for what you still want to say. You got a lots of energy is it? Bitch. OMG! I say bitch cause of you. Can’t believe it. But anyways I just hate my life in SMKSH  already. Want to change school to international school. Well cause of someone that’s why I did’t say to change school. Well I really hate my life in Malaysia. Why I born here and why I am here? Really wonder why should I know some bitch as my friend. Wait, why I so care? IDK. I just know I damm hate you and yea I wanna kill someone. Te release my anger. Well, tomorrow I make pasta again and yea I giving the form one cuz they moving school. And tomorrow is my last day of school so I must make it for her la. And my friends also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I see something funny yesterday. For me is quite weird and funny. Cause I never see people didn’t bring their IC when they have some events that need your IC and also call home and ask for the IC number. After telling you the IC number you still can say wrong. Should be 930306-56- something( if I am nt wrong) but than can say till 06and so on I forgot. And ya that girl is seriously funny and she still try to bla bla bla….lol Just kidding only. Nothing to say and lazy to study. I mean idk what I want to do now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-1523611780524663326?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/1523611780524663326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/damm-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1523611780524663326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1523611780524663326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/damm-you.html' title='Damm you...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-1041707405771610875</id><published>2009-08-13T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:52:56.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Back and ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Today i stay back cause of Rachel and Natasha. Cause Natasha is changing school so i want to belanja her and Rachel join us too(i think). So after school after i change i go and meet Rachel and find Natasha together. And we look for couple minute than we found her. So after few minute later( after they changes and so on) we walk to desa. Half way walking there, suddenly heavy rain so Rachel and Natasha run to desa and me (hehe) walk slowly to desa. I feel like want to get wet and i don't mind to get wet too( cause i got extra shorts and t-shirt). After i reach desa, Rachel saw her friends in old town and she just went in old town and don't know what she do. At the mean time i went to 7-eleven and bought a mineral water for me to eat medicine. After Rachel finish chit chat with her friends, we walk to coffee bean and bought two cups of drinks(don't know what drink also). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Before i continue i want to say something very funny. I been go on cab for so many hundred times, i never try before just 5 to 10 minute distance(walking) also need to go on cab. Is like i just have to pay 3 buck and ya. Its weird. lol. They keep saying wanted to go on cab to burger king and i'm like ok just find whether got cab to go there a not. And yea, i was so lucky that i can get a cab that can go to burger king. Ok,let's continue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;So we arrive burger king jus in 2 or 3 minutes( i think is just 3 minutes) and when we wanted to go in there, Rachel saw her cousin friends and than we went in and i saw form 4 is eating there. They all look at me in a very weird and funny ways. And Ai Lin was looking at me the whole time and i really feel weird. After they order their food and this and that than Rachel say want to eat at school so i'm like don't want. I want aircond. But at last still we walk back school without eating at there. While we walk back to school i did something to Rachel (which is fun for me) and i actually want to pour water on her but than she go and hit the bottle and the water pour on MY FACE. And ya i do something and bla bla bla. Finally arrive school already, and Rachel saw bla bla bla bla. When they ask me to give them there burger( cause i was holding it) i just give Natasha her burger and i didn't give Rachel her burger. So bla bla bla and bla. LAter on, i told Rachel if she wants her burger can she let me pour the water on her and she say yes. Than i pour the rest of the water on her hair. It was really really fun. I wish i can do it again even thought if i have to get hit by her. But really I'm sorry. I was just playing. After she went back and me and Natasha was talking and till 4pm she went back and i walk to desa to get a cab to go home. Ya, today is fun and dono. Well, is the first time i post what i do the whole day (not really whole day just few hours)and its weird(i think). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Well been sitting on the computer for half an hour and i have to rest now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;If in good mood than i think i will post again later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-1041707405771610875?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/1041707405771610875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/stay-back-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1041707405771610875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1041707405771610875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/stay-back-and.html' title='Stay Back and ....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-1016078705327861025</id><published>2009-08-12T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:05:22.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I hate Wednesday. Reason is because i got piano class on Wednesday. I really don't know why i want to learn piano at the first time. Oh ya, is i wanna compose my song. I know is lame. But i just know now i really don't want to go for piano class but i don't want next time my mom don't let me learn other stuff. Cause is my mom sponsor my piano fees and also my dad say i sure won't learn More than three month( actually the third class i don't want to go already). So now every Wednesday i try to skip school or skip piano class. I skip last week and no replacement( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;YAY) but than i have to go 1 hour class next week :( i really don't want to go. I am tired of it( the second time). So, today i  went to my class late cause i ran back from school at around 03:10pm. And i arrive there at 03:17pm and the teacher is here already. One thing i like about today piano class is today we talk for half an hour++. Didn't play piano at all(YEAH..). I wish next week also &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;like this. But than i pay the fees just for talking. LOL. Well i was lucky because when i just arrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;desa about 10 minute, its starting to rain(heavy rain). But i feel like i ran very slow to desa. I use 7 minute to run there( run half way only). Eww... Why i run so slow one and only can run half &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;way? Just because of the back so i cant run the whole way? OMG! My back. My back is damm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pain now. Thanks to you Brian. I hate you. Post again later( if i am not lazy to)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-1016078705327861025?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/1016078705327861025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1016078705327861025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1016078705327861025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-2009246860915026508</id><published>2009-08-10T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:09:42.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot guy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Channing Tatum &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Date of Birth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" href="http://www.imdb.com/OnThisDay?day=26&amp;amp;month=April"&gt;26 April&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" href="http://www.imdb.com/BornInYear?1980"&gt;1980&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" href="http://www.imdb.com/BornWhere?Cullman,%20Alabama,%20USA"&gt;Cullman, Alabama, USA&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h5 style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Birth Name:Channing Matthew Tatum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;h5 style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nickname:Chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;   &lt;h5&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Height:6' 1" (1.85 m) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;h5 style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Mini Biography&lt;/h5&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Channing Tatum was born on April 26, 1980, in a small town called Cullman, outside of Birmingham, Alabama. Growing up, he was full of energy and somewhat troublesome, so his parents decided to enroll him in different sports such as track and field, baseball, soccer, and football to keep him out of trouble. In the ninth grade he was sent to military school. It was there that he discovered his passion for football and his hopes became centered on earning an athletic college scholarship. Channing's goal was finally met, and in his senior year in high school, he was recruited and earned a full athletic college scholarship to a school in West Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatum is also skilled in Kung Fu and in Gor-Chor Kung Fu, a form of martial arts, in which he has earned belts in both. Channing later left college and, in the meantime, worked as a construction worker and mortgage broker and salesman. He has modeled for Abercrombie &amp;amp; Fitch, Nautica, Gap, Aeropostale, Emporio Armani, and has been featured in television commercials for American Eagle, Pepsi, and some very popular mountain dew commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channing can be seen on the big screen as a featured actor in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0393162/"&gt;Coach Carter&lt;/a&gt; (2005), in which he plays a high school basketball player. He was also in the very popular TV series &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0313043/"&gt;"CSI: Miami"&lt;/a&gt; (2002) where he played the role of Bob Davenport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-2009246860915026508?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/2009246860915026508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/channing-tatum-date-of-birth-26-april.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/2009246860915026508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/2009246860915026508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/channing-tatum-date-of-birth-26-april.html' title='Hot guy...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-8724430602236378649</id><published>2009-08-07T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:34:58.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Super Boring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't go online,so boring.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-8724430602236378649?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/8724430602236378649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/super-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/8724430602236378649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/8724430602236378649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/super-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7491480736913056283</id><published>2009-08-07T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:40:54.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today i stay back for the interview. The interview are so weird and suck. Cause they ask me to dance and i didnt dance  cause i don't know what to dance and how to dance. Actually me and Iman dance togather is like funny like hell. We're like walking around and around the class and Zach sing 'No boundaries".&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; It was damm funny. And they ask me those question i don't really know how to answer. But anyways i have already think i can't be an interactor so i don't really mind( actually i think i mind). In three of use, i think Zach and Iman will pass but not me cause i can't answer they question well and didnt dance. Now the thing i can do is pray to the god to let me pass. God please. Wish tomorrow can go 1U cause i didnt went they for 61 days. After June 7th i didnt went they already. That day is the best day ever in my life and cause of that day i scared to go 1U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Stupid. I can't sign in my msn. I been try for many times. Still can't sign in. Damm you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7491480736913056283?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7491480736913056283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/interview.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7491480736913056283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7491480736913056283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/interview.html' title='Interview...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-2399741056141106442</id><published>2009-08-04T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:52:57.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday. LOL. Like your present that i gave you? I bought 3 cakes for you and all three also is your favourite one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Long time didnt update my blog. Cause i was tooo lazy. I feel like sick of update blog, go facebook, go online and so on. Life are so damm boring and suck. Really don't know what to do make my life be more FUN. Anyways, today is my mom birthday and i bought her 3 cakes( chocolate banana, high fibre cheese and new york cheese). She like this three cake os i buy for her. LOL. My mom was happy when i show her this 3 cakes. But i really have to say thanks to Darren Chow and Lip Kah Yian. Cause Darren Chow help me buy the cake and Kah Yian bought me two other flavor cakes too. Thank you. I love you forever. Make pasta or spagetti for you next week. Ok? Love you, thank you. Boring. Not going to update. Bla bla bla bla. Ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-2399741056141106442?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/2399741056141106442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/2399741056141106442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/2399741056141106442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-6440621333024985934</id><published>2009-07-29T17:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:09:07.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My name....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;HATE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;CALL MY FULL NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; and also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;WRITE MY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the conversation or personal message. I feel weird when i see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name. So remember DON'T WRITE MY NAME in any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;NEVER EVER IN YOUR LIFE. GET IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-6440621333024985934?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/6440621333024985934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6440621333024985934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6440621333024985934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-name.html' title='My name....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-3010797455558110094</id><published>2009-07-29T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:34:25.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLOG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finish reading one of my Canada friend blog. She is my best friend in Canada. She came from Taiwan and she is a very smart girl(at lease smarter than me). Few years ago we got EST class and we talk about Taiwan singer. And i say i know one Taiwan singer but he is Malaysian. And that singer is my second idol Nicholas Teo. That time they say his song is OK but they focus more on other singer like Jolin, David and some more i forgot. So they just didn't continue talk about my idol Nicholas. But just now when i read her blog, i saw a post that say Nicholas Teo song very nice. The song is 'Moment of Silence'. She say this song is very nice and also the MTV is very nice too. I am so happy that finally got someone(  before don't like Nicholas one) say his song is nice and good. Say is a very good song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I don't mind people to say about how stupid i am and so on. But i mind people say bad thing about my idol and friends. Especially IDOL. And if you want to say my friends bad thing i don't really mind also but can you guys just don't want to bitch her or so on. How bad is that friend also don't scold her. Cause they don't know you and you suddenly scold them of course they will hate you and me also. Just complain in front of me is good enough. I know which friends is good and which is bad. I am not crazy. I know what I'm doing. Just don't keep saying the same thing again and again cause i hate it. I am a normal person. I know how to think cause my parents got give me brain and they give me manners than don't simply say bad work like 'CB, F*CK and so on. I really hate that.( sorry don't mean to write that). In my memory i remember i don't say bad word cause for me its rude but after i came back to Malaysia i always hear people say bad word. Just one simple thing also can say thousand of bad word. Just one small thing only why you have to say bad word. If big thing than you have to kill the thing is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;FOREVER MISS YOU....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-3010797455558110094?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/3010797455558110094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3010797455558110094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3010797455558110094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog.html' title='Blog...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-5978374946317096945</id><published>2009-07-28T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:53:40.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Stop blow me up to the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-5978374946317096945?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/5978374946317096945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5978374946317096945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5978374946317096945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-713938936638030151</id><published>2009-07-28T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:50:53.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron or Genting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Just now i was chatting with my Canada friend. She is my second best friend in Canada. She teach me how to treat friends and ltos more thing. I really like her( friend kind). Just now she actually ask how was my holiday( cause now in Canada is long holiday) and i told her my holiday is in November not July. In that conversation she told me that she came to Malaysia last year,and i keep asking her why don't tell me you came and where you went and where you stay. Was keep asking her this and that. She told me that she went to KL and she stay at the hill there. When she say she stay at the hill there i think is genting. But than she say don't what and i htink might be cameron. And after ward she told me she stay in the very colourful hotel. A&lt;/span&gt;nd so on. So at last she told me she stay at cameron. And at last she told me she going to come again next year. Erm... next year i might see her. For sure i take thousand picture with her and sure talk for few night no need to sleep. Cause i really really miss her and my other Canada friends. Well anyways good luck Marisa. Good luck in your exam. And remember to show me your picture at Malaysia. Canada is really really better than Malaysia many many times. To all my Canada friends. I'll forever miss you. And love you too. You guys give me a very good memory. Love ya forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Muak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-713938936638030151?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/713938936638030151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/cameron-or-genting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/713938936638030151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/713938936638030151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/cameron-or-genting.html' title='Cameron or Genting'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-8168453313442318486</id><published>2009-07-28T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:32:17.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I wake up at 4am today just because i promise my friends i will bring them pasta today. So i started to cook at 4:30am. I have to do everything softly cause don't want to disturb my parents and brother(cause they sleep at the living room cause of my parents room air condition broke down). So i cook the macaroni and cook the ham, hot dog and bacon. So i done everything at about 6:10am. I almost late for bus. But don't know why today i didn't cook the bacon till cannot eat( cause last time i cook bacon i actually make the bacon cant eat cause its all black). And and and just everything also very good.lol. Normally i sleep at 12am and wake up at 6am i also need to sleep in class but today i wake up at 4am and yesterday i slept at almost 2am. At school i didn't wanted to sleep. I was really shock. Until now i still feel very happy and don't feel tired. Why like this i really don't know. Let's talk about the pasta. I gave to few of my friends. Yen Teng, Kar Yan, KAh Yian, Darren Chow,Hermes and Rachel. They give me 8.5 from Yen Teng, 8 from rest of them except for Rachel and Rachel give me 9mark out of ten. First time i cook for friends and also i didn't cook pasta for a quite long time and they say is nice. Thank you for saying that but i really wonder is it really true that the pasta is really that nice. Cause i didn't get to eat so i not so sure. But never mind i can always cook whenever i want. Of course i wish the pasta is really nice but i just feel like they are just want me to be happy so tell me is nice. I feel like the sauce is too sweet and sour and not enough ham, bacon. Really don't know is that true a not. But anyways i was really happy that they all finish eating even thought i didn't get to eat( got to eat some from my friend). I wonder when will be the next time i'm cooking it again. But if i cook again i have to ready 9 boxes include me. Very exicted when i can cook again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;ERm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;WAITING......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-8168453313442318486?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/8168453313442318486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/pasta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/8168453313442318486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/8168453313442318486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/pasta.html' title='Pasta...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-4360135595913165528</id><published>2009-07-27T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:28:04.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Didn't i told you that what you want you must tell me earlier. Like if you need credit you should tell me before 9pm. And like now you want me to get you that thing yous should give me more time. Cause  i need time to ask my friend to give me money and to save money. And now you tell me so late and i have to get it before Friday( that mean on Thursday i have to have it). I don't know whether my friend let me take the money a not and the other one i don't know he can give back me a not. So i can just try. Sorry if i cant get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-4360135595913165528?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/4360135595913165528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-minute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/4360135595913165528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/4360135595913165528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-minute.html' title='Last minute'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-1847102338191423513</id><published>2009-07-26T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:06:21.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Didn't talk for 16 days. In this 16 days i really miss him and i try to talk to him but scare he still ignore me. Wait, is actually i ignore him first or he ignore me first? I really don't know. I just remember on that day i actually want to tell him i forgot to bring my money, racket and water bottle on the bus but he ignore me. So after that i ask my friends( same class as him) whether they can lend me 30 buck a not. And i think they go and tell him that i need money. During recess he come and ask me thing but i ignore him. So, it's actually i ignore him first or he ignore me first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He reply my message today(i send him on Friday) and he wrote_______. Also don't why he send that for. I want to reply back him but i don't know what to send. But never mind la. Just maybe wait for few more days or weeks. Today got few people ask me how is me and him . I was kind of shock when they ask me especially Rachel. I thought she actually forgot cause i ask her for help to talk to him for a week already but she still didn't ask. But anyways thanks for asking. And thanks for the other five friends also. Thanks for actually remember what happen to me and him and care about me(i think). I wish today I'll have a dream that me and him talk again and just like before. It's going to be fun. But dream only can last for a while not like real life can last as long as you want. Don't know when can this dream come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mood&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sad, boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Doing&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;listen crush(David Archuleta), look at those picture (which got him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wish&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Can talk to him tomorrow and never be like this anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-1847102338191423513?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/1847102338191423513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-and-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1847102338191423513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1847102338191423513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-and-him.html' title='Me and Him'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-4856041161232095325</id><published>2009-07-25T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:55:18.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>別怪她 (Don't Blame Her)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;別怪她 (Don't Blame Her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;主唱: 吳卓羲 (Ron Ng)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;作曲: 鄧智偉 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;填詞: 陳詩慧 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;監製: 杜自持 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;不相信愛我能永久 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;只想到我也曾棄舊 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;曾經 就算痛苦仍捉緊你手 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;怎相信最後你竟 隨他愉快遠走 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;如放任 仍放任 我也知醜 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;＊ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;別怪她 別怪她 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;別再傷心對吧 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;從遇見的一剎 是捉緊了嗎 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;別怪她 別怪她 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;別再敷衍對話 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;疲累了讓我休假 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;他怎計算也無對手 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;畢竟你我確曾邂逅 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;如果 沒有記憶也不必顫抖 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;怎相信最後你竟隨他愉快遠走 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;如放任 仍放任 難過更傷透 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;repeat＊ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;別怪她 別怪她 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;別再傷心對吧 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;從遇見的一剎 是捉緊了嗎 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;別怪她 別怪她 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;別再敷衍對話 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;如學會別再想他 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;（獨白）原諒我付了代價&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;不(bat) 相(seung) 信(sun) 愛(oi) 我(ngoh) 能(nang) 永(wing) 久(gau) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;只(jek/ji) 想(seung) 到(do) 我(ngoh) 也(ya) 曾(chang/jang) 棄(hei) 舊(gau) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;曾(chang/jang) 經(ging) 就(jau) 算(suen) 痛(tung) 苦(foo) 仍(ying) 捉(juk) 緊(gan) 你(nei) 手(sau) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;怎(jam) 相(seung) 信(sun) 最(jui) 後(hau) 你(nei) 竟(ging) 隨(chui) 他(ta) 愉(yue) 快(faai) 遠(yuen) 走(jau) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;如(yue) 放(fong) 任(yam) 仍(ying) 放(fong) 任(yam) 我(ngoh) 也(ya) 知(ji) 醜(chau) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;＊ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;別(bit) 怪(gwaai) 她(ta) 別(bit) 怪(gwaai) 她(ta) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;別(bit) 再(joi) 傷(seung) 心(sam) 對(dui) 吧(ba) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;從(chung) 遇(yue) 見(gin) 的(dik) 一(yat) 剎(saat) 是(si) 捉(juk) 緊(gan) 了(liu) 嗎(ma) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;別(bit) 怪(gwaai) 她(ta) 別(bit) 怪(gwaai) 她(ta) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;別(bit) 再(joi) 敷(foo) 衍(hin) 對(dui) 話(wa) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;疲(pei) 累(lui) 了(liu) 讓(yeung) 我(ngoh) 休(yau) 假(ga) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;他(ta) 怎(jam) 計(gai) 算(suen) 也(ya) 無(mo) 對(dui) 手(sau) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;畢(bat) 竟(ging) 你(nei) 我(ngoh) 確(kok) 曾(chang/jang) 邂(haai) 逅(hau) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;如(yue) 果(gwoh) 沒(moot) 有(yau) 記(gei) 憶(yik) 也(ya) 不(bat) 必(bit) 顫(chin) 抖(dau) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;怎(jam) 相(seung) 信(sun) 最(jui) 後(hau) 你(nei) 竟(ging) 隨(chui) 他(ta) 愉(yue) 快(faai) 遠(yuen) 走(jau) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;如(yue) 放(fong) 任(yam) 仍(ying) 放(fong) 任(yam) 難(naan) 過(gwoh) 更(gang) 傷(seung) 透(tau) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;repeat＊ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;別(bit) 怪(gwaai) 她(ta) 別(bit) 怪(gwaai) 她(ta) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;別(bit) 再(joi) 傷(seung) 心(sam) 對(dui) 吧(ba) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;從(chung) 遇(yue) 見(gin) 的(dik) 一(yat) 剎(saat) 是(si) 捉(juk) 緊(gan) 了(liu) 嗎(ma) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;別(bit) 怪(gwaai) 她(ta) 別(bit) 怪(gwaai) 她(ta) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;別(bit) 再(joi) 敷(foo) 衍(hin) 對(dui) 話(wa) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;如(yue) 學(hok) 會(wooi) 別(bit) 再(joi) 想(seung) 他(ta) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sad song. suitable to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-4856041161232095325?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/4856041161232095325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-blame-her-ron-ng-repeat-bat-seung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/4856041161232095325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/4856041161232095325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-blame-her-ron-ng-repeat-bat-seung.html' title='別怪她 (Don&apos;t Blame Her)'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-5272548328311629956</id><published>2009-07-25T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:47:43.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>小故事</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;TVB A Journey Called Life Full Theme - Steven Ma. Linda Chung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;小故事 (金石良緣 主題曲)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;作曲∶鄧智偉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;填詞∶馬浚偉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;主唱∶馬浚偉、鍾嘉欣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Linda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;cheen lo moot dang jee yau yeen,&lt;br /&gt;前----       路-沒--     燈     ---只  有--    煙&lt;br /&gt;hok wooi jooy jung jaau si seen.&lt;br /&gt;學     ---會     --醉--    中     --找  -視-線&lt;br /&gt;wooy mong sing dai foo geep ya hoh jeung yan sung dik ho gey nim.&lt;br /&gt;回        ----望---       剩   -低  -苦   -澀--    也 可     ---將--     人    --生--的 -好-紀 --念&lt;br /&gt;choon joy gwoh joong yuw yee yee,&lt;br /&gt;存       ----在--    過---       總---     有--    意-義&lt;br /&gt;yurk geet gwoh jun fun beet leew,&lt;br /&gt;若---       結---     果     --真   --分-   別     --了&lt;br /&gt;wan see yuw....ming teen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;還--    是--    有        ----明     ---天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Steven:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dong shurng do jun see but doong tai lui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;當 -----傷---到-盡--時不----懂---淌-淚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;foo cup ya luen yuw huw lan yeen meen dooy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;呼--吸-也- 亂 --有---口- 難 --言---面--- 對&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Linda: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;dong shurng ahn jeem hung hook but shoon jooy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;當-----雙---- 眼---漸 --紅---哭---不 --算---罪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;lam wat looy...shooy moot yuw fooh shui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;男---或---女---- 誰--- 沒---有--苦 --水&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Together:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;choong see geet gwoh joh yee jee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;縱------使--結---果--早--已-知&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;juw shoon hay sung doh yuen yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;就---算---犧--牲---都---願--意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;cheen lo yuw doh fooh mei pah sut doh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;前----路-有--多--苦---未--怕--摔--倒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;choon yun lei gun kuw joo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;全-----因-你-緊---靠--住&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;mong deew jok teen nah wihy yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;忘-----掉--昨---天--那--懷---疑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;joy kwun ging geen suhw lo seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;在--困---境---堅---守---路--線&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;mo hum leew jeh booy jee mei shoon churng mei gok doon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;無--憾---了--這--輩---子---未---算----長-----未--覺--短&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ha... shurng yung dooy see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;啊----相----擁----對---視&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;nei ho bo gei joo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;你-可--否-記-住&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ngow sung yoo sihy shurng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;我----生---於---世---上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;dung jeh seew goo see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;等----這--小--故---事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-5272548328311629956?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-8668248478417471036</id><published>2009-07-25T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:45:41.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>愛人與海</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="lyric"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;愛人與海&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;作曲：黃文華/何夠源&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;填詞：林若寧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;編曲：橋韜@U’s Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;監製：周初晨@U’s Music/Ronnie Ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;在木筏抱擁　橫渡過紅海為了找你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;可惜你卻生氣　浪花忽爾捲起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;熟睡在愛海　誰料愛情能被你狠狠浸死&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;只怪喜歡你不起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;撐呀撐　恐怕一直在原地&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;突然消失了落腳地&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;得你一聲對不起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;活在大海　只可以漂泊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;並沒什麼　比起你兇惡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;你是個浪我怎寄託&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;如大海失去海港&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;活在大海　想找救生索&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;船兒停泊　不了你的海角&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;愛你也陪n將情懷揮霍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;潮汐都乾涸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;自問是我蠢　停在碼頭等待你歡送&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;可惜你太廣闊　並不可以相擁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;巨浪又暗湧　無限隻船停在你寬廣領海&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;比我好的太多種&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;撐呀撐　恐怕一直在原地&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;突然消失了落腳地&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;得你一聲對不起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;活在大海　只可以漂泊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;並沒什麼　比起你兇惡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;你是個浪我怎寄託&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;如大海失去海港&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;活在大海　想找救生索&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;船兒停泊　不了你的海角&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;愛你也陪n將情懷揮霍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;潮汐都乾涸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;那個會用愛心打撈我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;八十個浪拼命沖走我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;漏氣的水泡卻同情我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;活在大海　只可以漂泊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;並沒什麼　比起你兇惡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;你是個浪我怎寄託&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;如大海失去海港&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;活在大海　想找救生索&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;船兒停泊　不了你的海角&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;折斷救生艇的情懷摩托&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;沉沒於天國&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-8668248478417471036?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/8668248478417471036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/8668248478417471036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/8668248478417471036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='愛人與海'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-4703347176809385576</id><published>2009-07-25T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:48:43.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;明天以后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泳:在你的記憶裡面有一個我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;在你最痛苦的時候陪你度過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;難過過了天晴朗了我就走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:你拯救我的寂寞我的痛我的夢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;在你的面前我不必保留&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;還來不及對你說遲到的我的心動&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:你的好你的壞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:我的脾氣你最懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:我不要你來心疼我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:我不要你離開我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;合:明天的以後我們會懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;失戀的挫折讓人變更成熟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:我對你感覺勝過愛情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:因為有你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;給我勇氣給我用不完的運氣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;其實也想好好愛你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:只怕到最後不小心讓你傷心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:我不怕會傷心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;合:對不起我對你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;再好再親密都不能在一起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:最後看你在別人懷裡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:有天我會找到我的唯一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:我並不是你的唯一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;合:還微笑祝福你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:你拯救我的寂寞我的痛我的夢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;在你的面前我不必保留&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:我從來沒對你說壓抑的我的心動&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:我的好我的壞我的脾氣你最懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:我不要你來心疼我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;合:明天的以後我們會懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;失戀的挫折讓人變更成熟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:我對你感覺勝過愛情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:因為有你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;給我勇氣給我用不完的運氣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;其實也想好好愛你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:只怕到最後不小心讓你傷心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:我不怕會傷心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;合:對不起我對你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;再好再親密都不能在一起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:最後看你在別人懷裡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:有天我會找到我的唯一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:我並不是你的唯一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;合:還微笑祝福你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:愛情總讓人折磨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:所以我們才選擇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;合:做比情人更好的朋友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:我對你感覺勝過愛情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:因為有你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;給我勇氣給我用不完的運氣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;其實也想好好愛你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:只怕到最後不小心讓你傷心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:我不怕會傷心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;合:對不起我對你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;再好再親密都不能在一起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:最後看你在別人懷裡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;泳:有天我會找到我的唯一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;峯:我並不是你的唯一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;合:還微笑祝福你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;pinyin lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V=Vincy, F=Fung, T=Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: zai ni de ji yi li mian you yi ge wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;zai ni zui tong ku de shi hou pei ni du guo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;nan guo guo le tian qing lang le wo jiu zou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: ni zheng jiu wo de ji mo wo de tong wo de meng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;zai ni de mian qian wo bu bi bao liu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;hai lai bu ji dui ni shuo chi dao de wo de xin dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: ni de hao ni de huai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: wo de pi qi ni zui dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: wo bu yao ni lai xin teng wo (F: wo bu yao ni li kai wo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;T: ming tian de yi hou wo men hui dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;T:shi lian de cuo zhe rang ren bian geng cheng shou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: wo dui ni gan jue sheng guo ai qing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: yin wei you ni gei wo yong qi gen wo yong bu wan de yun qi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: qi shi ye xiang hao hao ai ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: zhi pa dao zui hou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: bu xiao xin rang ni shang xin (F: wo bu pa hui shang xin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;T: dui bu qi wo dui ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;T: zai hao zai qin mi dou bu neng zai yi qi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: zui hou kan ni zai bie ren huai li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: you tian wo hui zhao dao wo de wei yi (F: wo bing bu shi ni de wei yi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;T: hai wei xiao zhu fu ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: ni zheng jiu wo de ji mo wo de tong wo de meng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: zai ni de mian qian wo bu bi bao liu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: wo cong lai mei dui ni shuo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: ya yi de wo de xin dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: wo de hao wo de huai wo de pi qi ni zui dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: wo bu yao ni lai xin teng wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;T: ming tian de yi hou wo men hui dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;T: shi lian de cuo zhe rang ren bian geng cheng shou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Repeat *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: ai qing zong rang ren zhe mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: suo yi wo men cai xuan ze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;T: zuo bi qing ren geng hao de peng you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Repeat *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;english lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: In your memory there is only me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Im always there during the hard times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;And I will only leave when its clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;R: You saved me from being lonely, my pain, and my dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;But in front of you I cant promise anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I cant wait to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;You have touched my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: Your strengths, your weaknesses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: You understand my attitude the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: I dont want you to love me dearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: I dont want you to leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;T: After tomorrow we will understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Lovelorn is a setback which will help people mature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: I feel as though feeling overrides love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: Because of you, youve given me strength, given me unlimited luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Ive actually thought to love you well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: Im just worried in the end that were not careful and Ill be hurt (F: Im not afraid to be hurt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;T: Sorry, I think that we shouldnt be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;F: In the end I see you with someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;V: There will be a day where I find the only one (F: Im not your only one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;T: We will smile as we congratulate one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;*Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;After tomorrow what will happen? Me and him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-4703347176809385576?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/4703347176809385576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/4703347176809385576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/4703347176809385576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-tomorrow.html' title='After tomorrow'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7532943236385195788</id><published>2009-07-25T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:49:42.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding You In Loving Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Finding You In Loving Memory” by Raymond Lam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Drive Of Life Sub Theme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我對你　這一生　哪個可比&lt;br /&gt;我與你　差一些　永遠一起&lt;br /&gt;邂逅時間場地　似連場好戲&lt;br /&gt;要自何頁說起&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;愛太重　深呼吸　欠缺空氣&lt;br /&gt;愛太美　輕輕的　卻載不起&lt;br /&gt;愛情來到時候　似明媚天氣&lt;br /&gt;它走了　突然驟變雪落雨飛&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;＊如果可以恨你　全力痛恨你&lt;br /&gt;連遇上亦要躲避&lt;br /&gt;無非想（要）放下你　還是掛念你&lt;br /&gt;誰又會及我傷悲&lt;br /&gt;前事最怕有人提起&lt;br /&gt;就算怎麼伸盡手臂&lt;br /&gt;我們亦有一些距離＊&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;你太遠　該怎麼　說對不起&lt;br /&gt;你太近　一轉身　卻已高飛&lt;br /&gt;快樂也許太短　似場流星雨&lt;br /&gt;一眨眼　就如幻愛怕又記起&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;如果可以恨你　全力痛恨你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 連遇上亦要躲避&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 無非想（要）放下你　還是掛念你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 誰又會及我傷悲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 前事最怕有人提起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 就算怎麼伸盡手臂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 我們亦有一些距離&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我情愿我狠心憎你&lt;br /&gt;我還在記憶中找你&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finding You In Loving Memory” by Raymond Lam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Drive Of Life Sub Theme&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ngoh dui nei je yat sang na goh hoh bei&lt;br /&gt;Ngoh yue nei cha yat se wing yuen yat hei&lt;br /&gt;Haai hau si gaan cheung dei&lt;br /&gt;Chi lin cheung ho hei&lt;br /&gt;Yiu ji hoh yip suet hei, whoa&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Oi taai chung sam foo kap him kuet hung hei&lt;br /&gt;Oi taai mei hing hing dik keuk joi bat hei&lt;br /&gt;Oi ching loi do si hau&lt;br /&gt;Chi ming mei tin hei&lt;br /&gt;Ta jau liu dat yin jaau bin suet lok yue fei&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;* Yue gwoh hoh yi han nei&lt;br /&gt;Chuen lik tung han nei&lt;br /&gt;Lin yue seung yik yiu doh bei&lt;br /&gt;Mo fei seung fong ha nei&lt;br /&gt;Waan si gwa nim nei&lt;br /&gt;Sui yau wooi kap ngoh seung bei&lt;br /&gt;Chin si jui pa yau yan tai hei&lt;br /&gt;Jau suen jam moh san jun sau bei&lt;br /&gt;Ngoh moon yik yau yat se kui lei *&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nei taai yuen goi jam moh suet dui bat hei&lt;br /&gt;Nei taai gan yat juen san keuk yi go fei&lt;br /&gt;Faai lok ya hui taai duen&lt;br /&gt;Chi cheung lau sing yue&lt;br /&gt;Yat jaap ngaan jau yue waan oi pa yau gei hei&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yue gwoh hoh yi han nei&lt;br /&gt;Chuen lik tung han nei&lt;br /&gt;Lin yue seung yik yiu doh bei&lt;br /&gt;Mo fei seung fong ha nei&lt;br /&gt;Waan si gwa nim nei&lt;br /&gt;Sui yau wooi kap ngoh seung bei&lt;br /&gt;Chin si jui pa yau yan tai hei&lt;br /&gt;Jau suen jam moh san jun sau bei&lt;br /&gt;Ngoh moon yik yau yat se kui lei&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yue gwoh hoh yi han nei&lt;br /&gt;Chuen lik tung han nei&lt;br /&gt;Lin yue seung yik yiu doh bei&lt;br /&gt;Mo fei yiu fong ha nei&lt;br /&gt;Waan si gwa nim nei&lt;br /&gt;Sui yau wooi kap ngoh seung bei&lt;br /&gt;Chin si jui pa yau yan tai hei&lt;br /&gt;Jau suen jam moh san jun sau bei&lt;br /&gt;Ngoh moon yik yau yat se kui lei&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ngoh ching yuen ngoh han sam jang nei&lt;br /&gt;Ngoh waan joi gei yik jung jaau nei&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Now i am just like finding you in my memory. Wish can be like before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7532943236385195788?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7532943236385195788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/finding-you-in-loving-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7532943236385195788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7532943236385195788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/finding-you-in-loving-memory.html' title='Finding You In Loving Memory'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-4136812264801614289</id><published>2009-07-25T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:34:27.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love no regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://tvb-is-cool.blogspot.com/2008/07/raymond-lam-lyrics-and-pinyin.html"&gt;愛不疚 - raymond lam lyrics and pinyin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;愛不疚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;主唱 ： 林峰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sau chong joi ngaan mau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;收藏在眼眸　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;seung pooi wooi joh yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;常徘徊左右　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ngoi chaai do moot yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;愛猜到沒有　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yue faai woon siu hau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;愉快玩笑後　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nung chuen yin tui hau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;能全然退後　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nei hoi sum jau guw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;你開心就夠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;je jung gum gok taai chan hau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;這種感覺太親厚　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;gong yut cheen gooy ya but guw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;講一千句也不夠　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ga si gong liu nei ting do hau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;假使講了你聽到後　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;waat wooi jau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;或會走　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;je jung loon ngoi taai hon yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;這種戀愛太罕有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;but sui jan jing yung yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;不須真正擁有　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sing chuen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;成全　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;chung sum jook fook yin hau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;衷心祝福然後　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;jau fong sau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;就放手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fong sau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;放手　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fong hoi soh yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;放開所有　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;bei chi gung ji yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;彼此更自由　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fong sau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;放手　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;kei sut ngoh juet fei ngoi dut but gau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;其實我絕非愛得不夠　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fong sau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;放手　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;kwoot chut soh yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;豁出所有　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;waan yau je goh hho yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;還有這個好友　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yee ging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;已經　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yee ging juk gau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;已經足夠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yiu yuen si yue jau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;遙遠是宇宙　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;jing jing joi booi hau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;靜靜在背後　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;hui hon sau jau gau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;去看守就夠　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;je jung gam gok taai chan hau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;這種感覺太親厚　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;gong yat cheen gui ya but gau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;講一千句也不夠　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;jik si yut saat yau gwoh chung dung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;即使一剎有過衝動　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;waan nei sau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;挽你手　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;je jung loon ngio taai hon yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;這種戀愛太罕有　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;but sui jan jing yung yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;不須真正擁有　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sing chuen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;成全　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;doh se but dat ying yeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;多捨不得仍然　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;see fong sau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;是放手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fong sau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;放手　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fong hoi soh yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;放開所有　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;bei chi gung ji yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;彼此更自由　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fong sau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;放手　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;kei sut ngoh juet fei ngoi dut but gau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;其實我絕非愛得不夠　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fong sau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;放手　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;kwoot chut soh yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;豁出所有　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;waan yau je goh hho yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;還有這個好友　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yee ging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;已經　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yee ging juk gau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;已經足夠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fong sau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;放手　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ngoh dikhin gwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;我的牽掛　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;jaau but do jun tau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;找不到盡頭　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fong sau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;放手　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;kei mong nei hung fook sam moh do yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;期望你幸福甚麼都有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ya hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;也許　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ngoi hun sum hau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;愛很深厚　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yin yee ngoh jo hon dut tau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;然而我早看得透　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fong sau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;放手　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ji hoh yung yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;至可擁有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-4136812264801614289?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/4136812264801614289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-no-regret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/4136812264801614289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/4136812264801614289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-no-regret.html' title='love no regret'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-5679290084248142714</id><published>2009-07-25T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:16:28.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;my mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Why   my   mood   sad ?  Cause   of   'him' .   Few   of   my   friends   ask  me   to   talk   to   him   first   and   i   really   try   to   talk   to   him .  I   message   him   yesterday   when   i   just   reach   home   than   i   message   him   But   than   he   didn't   reply   me .  This   morning   i  call   him   but   he   didn't   pick   up.   So   i   really   feel   sad.   I   already   try   to   talk   to   him   but   he   didn't   pick   up call or reply message. I really want to talk to him but but _______. I really don't what happen. I really don't know what happen. God can you teach me what to do? I really got lots of problem border me now. Can you just let me solve this problem. Can we just like before? Please please please. Haiz. also don't know what to say already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-5679290084248142714?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/5679290084248142714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-my-mood-sad-why-my-mood-sad-cause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5679290084248142714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5679290084248142714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-my-mood-sad-why-my-mood-sad-cause.html' title='Feelings....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-304020802407492123</id><published>2009-07-25T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T18:04:47.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grade one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Rachel refresh my mind when i was grade one, once i don't what happen i have to go hospital and don't what again i have to get injection. That time i was running around the hospital( the don't know what room). But at last i still got caught by those evil nurse. And don't know how many big fat nurse go and press my legs and hands. I try to escape from them but they press to hard so at last i still got jab on the ass. So stupid why i have to get it. but i was so lucky cause that time i was just grade one and not form one. cause grade one show there ass is no big deal cause still young but form one show there ass will be very _____. But I was so lucky that i was still young when i got the injection and i only got it once&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So lucky&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HEHEHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-304020802407492123?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/304020802407492123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/grade-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/304020802407492123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/304020802407492123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/grade-one.html' title='Grade one'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-6855886375861588201</id><published>2009-07-25T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:55:37.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two years ago....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;For 4 years we didn't meet each other,and now you're in Malaysia. Today when i just arrive home, i heard my mom say one of my dad friend( we know each other at Canada) coming to visit us. And i was shock and exacted. Cause this uncle always give me good stuff so i like him. His name is uncle Ben. He teach me lots of thing about computer thing and lots more. Actually i forgot about him but than two days ago he talk to me at Yahoo. And he told me he coming Malaysia. I was exacted and happy and just got alots of feeling. And today i really see him. But when i see him he refresh my mind. He let me think how we meet at the first time and how we hang out. At that time we go out every two weeks with him. Every time also we also go shopping and play around or sometimes we go to the lake and have barbecue. And when i think of  barbecue, its remind me at Canada during summer we always do activities like go to my uncle house or go to some lake and have barbecue. I just wish the time won't past like this fast. Wish now is four years ago. Cause my happiest time ever in my life is the few years that i am in Canada. I feel like Canada is weather is suitable for me. Cause love winter. I been once -40C and very windy snowing night i open the window to sleep. The next morning the whole house was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cold like hell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;but i have not much feeling. And after i came back from school my mom told me because of i open the window the whole night so the house is like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;freezing&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; And the first time i ski&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;and skate and all kind of snow activities. I really miss them. I really wish now is four years ago. Cause i really miss everything there. All my friends, school( cause i change 5 school in 4 years), all my teacher and so on.... Is a bad thing that i forget where i stuck my picture. If can i wish i can have another chance to be at Canada again and keep all my picture properly. And very important one is i wish i wont waste my time like before. Today is a very normal day. And i worry about something. I actually cant believe myself what i say. Cause my mom want to break up with my dad. And i want her t be happy and i say if she really want to break up, can she break up 2 years later. I just want her to be happy and i don't really want them to break up. I really don't what i did. I really hate myself,why i say that for? What the point? I really don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-6855886375861588201?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/6855886375861588201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6855886375861588201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6855886375861588201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-years-ago.html' title='two years ago....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7581297206947696817</id><published>2009-07-22T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:15:05.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone Bill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SmccbdEduVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tDOxyj5WX70/s1600-h/DSC02114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SmccbdEduVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tDOxyj5WX70/s320/DSC02114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361285139393263954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting for a long time to know how much i use( phone bill). Finally today i know how much i use. And its not really alot like before but still alot. This time my phone bill cost RM153.86. Last time its cost about RM 200 something. I got scold by my dad cause i use this much( but they use two times more than me). But i actually i cant believe myself i can use this much. Cause i remember the first time i got phone i cant even finish using RM30. Only use RM 15 to RM 20 a month and now RM153.86. OMG, i cant believe my own four eyes. Really spend alot. Haiz... but who cares not i pay also. So whatever. Actually i hate message. Cause have to type and this and that. But than i cant believe my own eyes that i actually can send 1277 message. OMG! Is the second highest( the highest is 2000 message).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7581297206947696817?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7581297206947696817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/phone-bill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7581297206947696817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7581297206947696817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/phone-bill.html' title='Phone Bill'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ1j9SYRb1E/SmccbdEduVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tDOxyj5WX70/s72-c/DSC02114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-6609948710827153712</id><published>2009-07-22T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:29:14.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Today is just normal as before. School still boring but after school is excited. Why? Cause its just funny and yeah something like that. Erm... You better remember what i told you this afternoon. If not i am going to shout at you again and its going to be more worst than this time( i mean more loud). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sad, boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Listening: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Low Profile Nicholas Teo ( suitable to my mood sad enough)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Thinking:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;bout him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Worry:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;bout him too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-6609948710827153712?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-4674251720664692566</id><published>2009-07-20T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:32:24.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>沉默的瞬间 The Moment of Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ceyonemusic.blogspot.com/2009/06/lyrics-nicholas-teo-chen-mo-de-shun.html"&gt;[Lyrics] Nicholas Teo - Chen Mo De Shun Jian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;style&gt;.fullpost{display:inline;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;歌曲名称：沉默的瞬间&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Song Title:Chen Mo De Shun Jian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;歌手名称: 张栋梁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Singer Name: Nicholas Teo (Zhang Dong Liang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;专集名称: 沉默的瞬间&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Album:The Moment Of Silence (Chen Mo De Shun Jian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;还搞不懂　心痛是什麽 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;似懂非懂成云朵 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;爱得汹涌　来不及闪躲 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;我却为她坠落 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;梦裡我泪滑落几回 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;心软弱了　逃避是非 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;潜意识　我心碎 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;梦醒了我张开双臂 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;只愿为爱勇敢一点　不后退 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;有谁会在乎　有谁会想念 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;有谁能看穿　我的笑脸 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;沉默的瞬间 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;寂寞却伴着我长眠 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;你走的坚决　枯竭了爱恋　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;我给的一切 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;梦裡我　我的泪滑落几回 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;心软弱　软弱了　逃避是非 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;潜意识　我心碎 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;梦醒了　我醒了　张开双臂 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;只愿为爱勇敢一点　不后退 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;有谁会在乎　有谁会想念 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;有谁能看穿　我的笑脸 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;沉默的瞬间 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;寂寞却伴着我长眠 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;你走的坚决　不后悔 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;有谁会在乎　有谁会想念 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;沉默的瞬间 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;寂寞却伴着我长眠 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;你走的坚决　枯竭了爱恋　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;我给的一切 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;爱得汹涌　来不及闪躲 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;我却为她坠落 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This song more suitable to me. Actually both also. Cant i be happy? I really wanna know. Why my life so complicated? If i don't give them chocolate or buy them i-Touch will they still be frined with me? Will they stiall talk to me? I really don't know. My friends always so i am stupid and i know i am but i just fulfill my friends. But i actually really really wonder if i don't take advantage from me will they still talk to me? Be my friends? Anyone can give me answer? Please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-4674251720664692566?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/4674251720664692566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/moment-of-silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/4674251720664692566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/4674251720664692566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/moment-of-silence.html' title='沉默的瞬间 The Moment of Silence'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-6357575419695835451</id><published>2009-07-20T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:28:42.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>低调</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;[Lyrics] Nicholas Teo - Di Diao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;歌曲名称：低调&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Song Title:Di Diao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;歌手名称: 张栋梁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Singer Name: Nicholas Teo (Zhang Dong Liang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;专集名称: 沉默的瞬间&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Album:The Moment Of Silence (Chen Mo De Shun Jian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;嬉笑 打闹 拥抱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;留下了那么多开心合照&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;互相取暖依靠 熬过了最低潮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;一起生活 也一起埋怨过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;走过最好与最糟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我在心里想的不用说明 你知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;晨昏 日夜 颠倒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;这房子突然没从前热闹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;散落一地微笑 没有人去打扫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;感情很微妙 再多付出也好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;再多关心都徒劳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;爱情从来就没有固定的味道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;它最后停在哪里谁知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我的难过是如此低调&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;因为不想打扰我在寂寞的墙角&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;努力的对自己好 你用微笑回报&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;朋友或情人不重要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我的悲伤是如此低调 傻子才会哭闹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;就算你发现也好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我想你一定会选择 假装不知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;只怕我自己的掩饰不够好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;难到是我对我自己 不够好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="fullpost"&gt;晨昏 日夜 颠倒&lt;br /&gt;这房子突然没从前热闹&lt;br /&gt;散落一地微笑 没有人去打扫&lt;br /&gt;感情很微妙 再多付出也好&lt;br /&gt;再多关心都徒劳&lt;br /&gt;爱情从来就没有固定的味道&lt;br /&gt;它最后停在哪里谁知道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的难过是如此低调&lt;br /&gt;因为不想打扰我在寂寞的墙角&lt;br /&gt;努力的对自己好 你用微笑回报&lt;br /&gt;朋友或情人不重要&lt;br /&gt;我的悲伤是如此低调 傻子才会哭闹&lt;br /&gt;就算你发现也好&lt;br /&gt;我想你一定会选择 假装不知道&lt;br /&gt;只怕我自己的掩饰不够好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的难过是如此低调&lt;br /&gt;因为不想打扰我在寂寞的墙角&lt;br /&gt;努力的对自己好 你用微笑回报&lt;br /&gt;朋友或情人不重要&lt;br /&gt;我的悲伤是如此低调 傻子才会哭闹&lt;br /&gt;就算你发现也好&lt;br /&gt;我想你一定会选择 假装不知道&lt;br /&gt;难到是我对我自己 不够好 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;This song really suitable to my mood. I kind of fall in love to this song. Sad enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-6357575419695835451?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/6357575419695835451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/lyrics-nicholas-teo-di-diao-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6357575419695835451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6357575419695835451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/lyrics-nicholas-teo-di-diao-song.html' title='低调'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-3818439726653526618</id><published>2009-07-18T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:30:16.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate u forever</title><content type='html'>Did i kill her parent? Why you must be like that to me? We're cousin. Why you have to make me get in trouble. Is not the first time you know. Why you must make me get scold by my dad and make me argue with my mom and get scold by my dad again. Fu*k her la. So stupid. i was scolding her just now  ( i think is 5 something) till now i still cant stop scolding her. Everyone ask me to chill but how? Is hard ok. If you say is the first time i never mind but this is the third time. Make me get in BIG trouble. Fu*k you la. Go die la( OMG i cant imagine i say this much bad word. Thanks to you) Actually today should be a good day cause i hang out with my friends and I actually talk to Rachel．Talk to her in ohone and face to face. Don't why i really scare to talk to her and Azlina face to face( actually at phone also). But yesterday i actually call them and talk. I was really angry and sad yesterday thanks to her. But i am really thank you Azlina for listening to me and sorry i disturb you slepp. Very sorry. HAiz.... hate you. Why i have this lkind of cousin. Stupid. I promise what i do and you don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-3818439726653526618?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/3818439726653526618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-u-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3818439726653526618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3818439726653526618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-u-forever.html' title='I hate u forever'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-8355054792393279916</id><published>2009-07-15T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:09:47.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy day ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Today such a busy day. I went out the whole day and i just arrive home. After piano class i went home for less than half an hour than i go out again. I went to mid-valley to buy stuff with my mom( cause she say got offer and i need to buy something too). We went there at 5 and we came&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;back home at 10.30pm. My leg are so damm pain. Piano kind of interest me again. Just because i can play that stupid song. But i think i will hate it for a while time more. Change the thing that i also don't what the hell is that. Just now some thing happen to me. Is like when i was running back from mph to jusco i suddenly feel that my heart and my left hand very pain. My left hand just cant move for a period of time. Until now my hand still pain. My mom say i got the stupid don no what again. Haiz... Went out so long but didn't get anything(not didn't get anything,i just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;got my new idol album and that all.not like my brother got new cloth and many many more). I was a FREE worker there. Keep caring stuff here and there. It make my right hand muscle pain too. But not as pain as my left hand. Eww have to go out again. For dinner. I just ate a fish ball this morning till now i haven eat. Got gastric for don't know how many times until now i feel full. Really funny one. So boring ahhhhh........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-8355054792393279916?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/8355054792393279916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-day-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/8355054792393279916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/8355054792393279916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-day-ever.html' title='busy day ever'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-1921632131479184649</id><published>2009-07-14T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:34:12.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>present</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Erm.... I have been thinking about this for a long time( not really long time la.Maybe only got a week time). Which one should i buy( is either T707 or iPod-Touch). But she want iPod-Touch la. So now i have a decision i think i can buy two(no need to think too much which one is better).One for birthday present and one for Christmas present. The most expensive one is for birthday present. and the phone for Christmas la.haha. Christmas It remind me &lt;/span&gt;what i get from my friends three years ago. I never think before that my friends will give me Christmas present. But anyways thanks Leon, Teresa, Hussain J, Hussain S, Valerie and just who ever give me present and wishes. At lease better than here. For past two years no one remember when is my birthday. Even i tell &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;them lots of time.I just wish this year will be a bit different. I mean i think i will get more present than last year( last year i only got one which is 150 buck). This year i give out 6 present ( first time give so many people present cause normally i just say 'happy birthday' don really have present.) I sucks at writing blog la. Don't know how to write. haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-1921632131479184649?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/1921632131479184649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/present.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1921632131479184649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1921632131479184649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/present.html' title='present'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-624237821464105181</id><published>2009-07-14T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:02:16.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unlucky day ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Today is the worst day in my life. Why? Cause i didn't bring my stuff to school. Like i forgot to bring my water, my racket and my money. I still owe people RM20( is the present money). And just because of that i didn't stay back. Something weird happen to me today. When we finish our PJ, we go toilet and change. I suddenly cry. My tear come out from my eye. I really don't know what happen to me. Why i cry in front of my friends. Afterward they ask me what happen. But i didn't answer them cause first i don't really want to share and second i don't want anyone to know what happen to me ( i think is the same reason la)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; I really hate myself. Too many problem for me. And i can't tell people whats the problem. I really feel like telling it to my best friend but i scared they will tell others people. I don't feel like letting this much people know. I just wish whatever happen today won't happen to me anymore. Haiz... kind of wonder got anyone understand me a not. But i think the answer is no. Will anyone know what i want the most for my birthday? I think no too. Even my best frined also don't know. I have to tell him than he know. Haiz... i really hate myself. I don't think i am a bad frined but why no one actually know what i want. What my frineds want i also try to get for them but me?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO ONE will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-624237821464105181?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/624237821464105181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/unlucky-day-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/624237821464105181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/624237821464105181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/unlucky-day-ever.html' title='unlucky day ever'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7318956903094029598</id><published>2009-07-13T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:26:17.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>most stupid ppl ever in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think i am the most stupid people in life.No is universal. Also too jobless go fool people. Make people always angry at me. I think the thing i did most wrong is born to here. Came back to Malaysia. I really hate Malaysia. Cause of the weather and some other things too. I prefer two years ago me cause i don't talk much and just better than now. Just like very shy and peaceful. I prefer people say i am shy or too quiet better than stupid. Well anyways i just know that i got headache badly. In a second too i remember the first time i got this blog. Who made thing blog for me and when she made it for me. On May 16Th 2009 is the day i got my blog. I think it is a small case la. It's a big case that i just use other people name and fool around with ALL my friends blog. Not just you two. All my other friends also got this RAY saying 'HI'. I thought i am a good friend but than from now on i think i am a &lt;/span&gt;worsted&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; friend ever in life. Feel like shouting now. Or screaming. If just this problem is OK. I don't think i will have headache but i got thousand of problem annoying me. Some problem last for 4 years. And some for sure cannot solve already. No one understand me.No one. Not even you or my family member. I am just too jobless and useless. I really not suppose to be here. I mean universe not Malaysia. No more wish no more dream. So the only thing i can do is go .........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7318956903094029598?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7318956903094029598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/most-stupid-ppl-ever-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7318956903094029598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7318956903094029598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/most-stupid-ppl-ever-in-life.html' title='most stupid ppl ever in life'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-6801926161858100762</id><published>2009-07-12T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:59:43.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i-Touch or T707 or W995</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;iPod-Touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;T707&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;W995&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one is better?I think &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;G900 &lt;/span&gt;is the best.lol. Just want to know which one is more better. I think if i am 'her' i will choice iPod-Touch too. Cuz iPod-Touch got everything i want. T707 and W995 look 'weird'. but what so ever my favourite phone is&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; G900&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;iPod-Touch 32GB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just know i have to save money cuz of i going  to buy a present for one of my friend. Maybe is chrismas present or birthday present. If it is birthday present than i can give it to her next year but if chrismas present, than i cant get my dream phone this year and cant buy present for my cousin unless i got enough money already. People always say i am stupid. Am i stupid? I think ya. But i just follow 'Canada style'&lt;/span&gt;. What friends want than i try to get for them. Unless i really cant. People always say i am stupid cuz of i help my friend. I understand how they feel and why they say that. I feel happy that i got you guys as my friends cuz you guys always care bout me. Not like the others. So what so ever. I just know i am so boring now. Got nothing to do. Haizz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-6801926161858100762?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/6801926161858100762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-touch-or-t707-or-w995.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6801926161858100762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6801926161858100762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-touch-or-t707-or-w995.html' title='i-Touch or T707 or W995'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-234051350613085184</id><published>2009-07-12T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:49:39.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home...</title><content type='html'>What is home? For my information i think home is a place that everyone there you can trust. You can tell everything to them. But than i don't think i got a 'home' I just know i cant share anything to anyone. Like who i like, what i am into and so on. I only can share  thing with friend but not with family member. Just want to have a 'home' like my friends. They can share and talk with they family members. All of them are so close and just very close. At lease they could talk. I mean they got subject to chat.I just know i really wish i can have a 'home' which i can tell them my secret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-234051350613085184?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/234051350613085184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/234051350613085184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/234051350613085184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/home.html' title='Home...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-5844694009024357736</id><published>2009-07-09T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:31:15.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY LEG!</title><content type='html'>TOday such a bad day. I dono how i can fall down cuz of that stupid idiot fucker thing. I hate that stupid thing la. Make my leg cant walk and bleed non stop and always pain. So painfully man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-5844694009024357736?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/5844694009024357736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-leg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5844694009024357736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5844694009024357736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-leg.html' title='MY LEG!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-1764540030300059769</id><published>2009-07-07T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:45:04.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Langkawi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Langkawi actually SUCKS. I don't like that place. IT sucks and dirty too.But in only this three days two night trip, a lots of things happend. Sad thing and happy thing. I really don't how should i feel. Lets say the happy thing first. me and him was so crazy in last two days. We play everything we saw and fight around everything. Even just a drink, we can fight till my brother finish drank it. We play water and sand togather make until each other look funny. I really have a fun time with him. But on Sunday night we both are too free and boring while my mom and dad frineds was ordering food we go and play a game which is call everyone in our phone list and say ‘I love you’. I use his phone and called the first friend we both know and I say ‘I love you’ than is his turn. He go and call one of my friend.  And something happened till she send me a message say don’t want to be friend with me anymore. I was so shock that time and I really don’t know what to do cause this thing sucks and I think me and him are too jobless. Really don’t what happened and she just say don’t want to be friend with me. Am I a bad friend? I think I am a very BAD FRIEND. But I always thought I am a okok friend( not good but not bad too.) After we finish eating our dinner we went back to hotel and I go and drink threee can of beer which make me got headache badly this morning. And I was so drunk yesterday. I do lots of ‘weird thing’. Haiz….. Really wonder am I a bad friend. I really wonder why you suddenly say that. Now I just wish I won’t lost both of you but one is good enough. At lease you still my friend. I don’t want to lost two friends at once. Only that friend also good enough make me want to drink beer( which I normally don’t drink one and I kind of hate it too.). The feeling of lost one of your frined is like your heart is kind of break in to few piece and and just don’t feel good. I really wish I won’t have this feeling again. cause this feeling sucks. Really really suck. I just hate it.So what should I say about this trip? Fun or Sad. I think it is fun and sad too. Fun at the first and the half day and sad and sad for the rest of the one and a half day. HAIZ…. Headache. I  hate myself really much now. And I still feel like getting drunk. No need to think anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-1764540030300059769?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/1764540030300059769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-from-langkawi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1764540030300059769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1764540030300059769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-from-langkawi.html' title='Back from Langkawi....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-5290982108720198103</id><published>2009-07-03T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T14:46:17.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Report Card Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today is report card day. I told my mom that today is report card day in the morning. Luckily my mom didn't go school and take my report card cuz its sucks a lots. I was playing around just now but i think i did something wrong. I don't mean to write that. I was too boring and jobless so i wrote those thing. Just because i play play i think i make one of my friend get angry. I am so sorry. i don't mean to. I was just playing around. Can you forgive me pls..... Haizzzz I am so jobless. It should be a happy day today cuz my mom didn't went to school and take my report card and later i can see that person. He come my house to sleep over night and tomorrow i am going Langkawi with 'HIM'. Now i not only not happy and also very headache cuz of what i do just now. I am really really sorry bout it. Sorry Rachel and Azlina. erm...actually why i write this for? Cuz they won't read it also ( I think cuz they angry at me). Really headache man.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;very very very very very very &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY RACHEL. SORRY AZLINA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-5290982108720198103?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/5290982108720198103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/report-card-day_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5290982108720198103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5290982108720198103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/report-card-day_02.html' title='Report Card Day...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-5326834757682480986</id><published>2009-07-02T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:59:17.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Report Card Day　　</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;report card's day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I still haven tell my parent about it. Cuz my result is very very bad. I　only pass four subject. Rest off it also fail. I fail all bm subject. Like bm, perdagangan, moral, sejarah, and just all bm subject la. Haiz…. Don’t know what to do la. I promise my parents I won’t fail any subject for mid year but now I actually fail all subject ( cuz I fail bm) For bm I only need 9 more mark to pass. Really don’t know how. Later if my parents know already don’t let me go out than I will be bored to death ( cuz stay home everyday face my parents) I feel like shouting now cuz I only got few hours left to tell my parents. I don’t want to tell cuz I don’t want to stay at home everyday. Want to go out with friends la. I am so headache now. Should I tell or not?  I really don’t know. Anyone can help me? I want to shout I want to release my anger and all the things which annoy me( got quite a lots of thing are annoying me). God help me please. I need someone to help me cuz I really really don’t know what to do. Got anyone can help me?Haiz…. SO headache. So headache ….help me …anyone can? Should I tell them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-5326834757682480986?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/5326834757682480986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/report-card-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5326834757682480986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5326834757682480986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/report-card-day.html' title='Report Card Day　　'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-4569972937082552352</id><published>2009-07-01T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:58:49.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He is at my house now.....SO fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-4569972937082552352?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/4569972937082552352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/4569972937082552352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/4569972937082552352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/him.html' title='Him'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-1563252500635564661</id><published>2009-07-01T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:57:56.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-1563252500635564661?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/1563252500635564661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/saturday-saturday-saturday-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1563252500635564661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1563252500635564661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/saturday-saturday-saturday-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7410699261449942089</id><published>2009-07-01T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:57:02.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant Wait til saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can't Wait Till This Saturday..........&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be an AWESOME weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7410699261449942089?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7410699261449942089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/cant-wait-til-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7410699261449942089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7410699261449942089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/cant-wait-til-saturday.html' title='Cant Wait til saturday'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7676671621806976845</id><published>2009-07-01T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:55:21.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>July 1st</title><content type='html'>Today is first of July. Thats mean is Canada's Day and Hong Kong's Day. Suddenly want to sing Canada Theme song. Its remind me the first time my brother sang 'Negaraku' he go change the Canada to malaysia. Really funny. Today is kind of 'fun'. The thing i love the most today is at 'that place' talk to 'that person for quite long time'. Just today is a happy day. Maybe is cuz of Canada's Day.Oh ya...Today Rachel was kind of ......... and Azlina too. They both are kind of too .......... today. haha. Can't wait till this Saturday,cuz it will be a awesome day. Saturday till Monday. Sure take alots of picture with him. hahax.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7676671621806976845?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7676671621806976845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-1st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7676671621806976845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7676671621806976845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-1st.html' title='July 1st'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7960026450817940952</id><published>2009-06-20T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:01:24.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linda Chung on tv...</title><content type='html'>For a long time Linda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;.　Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt; til now. My neck is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; long man. She was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; yesterday and i kind of miss   starting. She say 'Happy Fa r Day'  to his dad in a very funny way. Now  re repeating   show now and i m going to watch.  Wish after this time i can see her drama release after    drama  y doing now.   dog drama. ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; name of it but know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7960026450817940952?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7960026450817940952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/linda-chung-on-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7960026450817940952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7960026450817940952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/linda-chung-on-tv.html' title='Linda Chung on tv...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-1555763999245054675</id><published>2009-06-20T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:12:49.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It was a crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a crush from me to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a crush which last for five years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i gave out a lots for this crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;but didn't earn anything from it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;not even a word....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my first and only crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;an unforgettable crush...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;always in my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;are there any possibility that we'll be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i remember how you act to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i won't forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it hurts me deeply and painfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i wanna cry...wanna die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;because you hurt me too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i don't want to stay here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i don't want to see you with others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;cause i feel painful when i see that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i don't want this feeling anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it's torching me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it hurt me alots.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it's just a crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a crush from me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a crush which last for five years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a crush that hurt me much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i spend a lot for this crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my first and only crush...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hurt me so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my first and only crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;love you so much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-1555763999245054675?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/1555763999245054675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/crush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1555763999245054675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/1555763999245054675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/crush.html' title='Crush'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-3376436143423006880</id><published>2009-06-20T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:11:07.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The first time i saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i fall in live with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i want to go infront of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and say i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i have no chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i remember the first time i saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;you just an angel for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;in that moment you drag my soul away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish that moment will stay forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i don't want you to go away from my sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;your my angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;you're my soul and heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;want to see you everyday, everyhour, minute and second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;you're just my little angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i can't breath without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i can't think without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;je etre tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;plese don't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i want another chance to meet you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i want a chance to talk to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i really wish i can have one more chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i want to meet you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;your my angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;you're my everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i can't breath without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i can't think without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;please dont go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;your very importance to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;please don't go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;please don't go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first lyric i worte by my self. Is it nice? Really wonder but i feel like it is a poetry more than a lyric.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-3376436143423006880?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/3376436143423006880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3376436143423006880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3376436143423006880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-angel.html' title='My Angel'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-946114606883571706</id><published>2009-06-20T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:09:37.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Wet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Let’s Get Wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh come on everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;5 4 3 2 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;water water water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;rain rain rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;wet wet wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;let's get wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;living in a place which sweat til die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;hot til die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;cant survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;oh baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;come on let's get wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;you will die without water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;the sun will never leave you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;come on baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;let's get wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;you're wet and i'm wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;we all are wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;we must live in water but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;not on the land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;we born to be cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;but not suffer under the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;oh baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;let's get wet come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;you will die without getting wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;the sun will never leave you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;everybody come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;let's get wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;let's us all to be cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-946114606883571706?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/946114606883571706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-get-wet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/946114606883571706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/946114606883571706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-get-wet.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Wet'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-6263761588818347804</id><published>2009-06-20T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:55:57.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so lazy to updated my blog cuz i know no one is going to read.So whats the point of posting new post.Actually i want to post something last time but i was too lazy and also busy. I got a weird feeling which is i want to know am i a good friend and also do they really act like what most of my friends say. They just want to take advantage from me not really want to be friend. This question has border me quite a long time and my friends also annoy me this long time. Since May til now. Really wonder if one day they dont need anything from me will there still talk to me and just like friend not only take something from me. ok dont want to say about sad thing. Raymond Lam is my idol which i dont really like him before cuz of i dont want to have so many idol cuz i already have two which is quite a lot ( Linda Chung and Nicholas Teo). His concert is nice and i love his hair cuz the colour of his hair is light brown or should i say gold. His concert is fun cuz got water. Wish he will come malaysia to have concert and is not at genting cause if it is than for sure i no need to go. Also wonder when is Linda Chung want. For sure have to wait for atlease 1 year cuz she only got one album release.Also Nicholas Teo wish he can come again eventhought he have his concert last year.This one for sure have to wait few more years. Wish is before i leave Malaysia cuz i hate Malaysia and i dont want to stay here when i m 18. The weather sucks a lot. Hot till DIE.So boring what can i do and how can i solve my problem? That problem have been last for 5 years and i dont feel like telling anyone but than no one can give me clue to how to solve this BIG question. I wrote 1 full song today which is lyric and music and also is the first time i wrote kinda ROCK song. The other one i wrote is r&amp;amp;b but i feel like it sound like poem more. I been wrote 6 lyric all also love kind but when i read i feel like i m reading poem. Even my friends sat that.Haiz....is late have to shower so got to go.Dont when i will updated again. Say about updated blog....my idol didnt updated for a long long long time. For half month wait is 3 weeks almost a month. Wish tomorrow when i go her blog has been updated than my mood will be super nice for the whole day.Maybe people ask me buy 100 buck credit also no problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-6263761588818347804?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/6263761588818347804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-so-lazy-to-updated-my-blog-cuz-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6263761588818347804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/6263761588818347804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-so-lazy-to-updated-my-blog-cuz-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-5642935534212360895</id><published>2009-06-07T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:07:58.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday,June,7,2009</title><content type='html'>Ｉ　been waiting for today for a long long time. Always think today will be the best day ever and ever.But today is just like normal EXCEPT for can see my idol. I always think that I hate Raymond( not really hate is just not really into him)and love linda . But today I saw Raymond, he look quite handsome today and donno why I just kinda ‘&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;FALL IN LOVE TO HIM&lt;/span&gt;’ actually I love all his song cuz is all love song . Really donno me la. Got problem one. Just today is not as fun as I think today. Just a normal day but can see my idol. Haiz…..Wish can see them again soon. In 2 months time.lol( noe this wont be possible)．　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-5642935534212360895?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/5642935534212360895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/sundayjune72009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5642935534212360895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5642935534212360895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/sundayjune72009.html' title='Sunday,June,7,2009'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-3895059058855944509</id><published>2009-06-06T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:48:17.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow.........exicted</title><content type='html'>Long time didnt see my blog. Holiday sucks. Its so boring til i can die. But but but tomorrow will be the best day ever and ever in my life cuz cuz cuz i can see my idol AGAIN...... I mean close distance one. Is my second time see her and also two times also very close distance. Wish can take picture with her cuz last time i haven got my camera so i cant take picture with her. This holiday i noe a girl who is very very very very funny and weird. She always angry at me. This girl really give me headach. lol ( serius not kidding almost everyday also say i hate u ) Haiz... cant wait for tomorrow but scare of tomorrow too. So exicted....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-3895059058855944509?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/3895059058855944509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/tomorrowexicted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3895059058855944509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3895059058855944509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/06/tomorrowexicted.html' title='Tomorrow.........exicted'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7013660886832833597</id><published>2009-05-24T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:21:46.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 days later....</title><content type='html'>Since yesterday night i use the product carefully.Just because of 14days later. Do i really care about what will happen 14 days later.I guess yes and a lot. But i am so excited for that day and scared of that day too. Haiz don no what i am think also. Late already have to sleep just because of my face want to sleep already best time to sleep is at 11pm to 1am .Now have to shower than sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7013660886832833597?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7013660886832833597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/14-days-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7013660886832833597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7013660886832833597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/14-days-later.html' title='14 days later....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-5477450039858419550</id><published>2009-05-23T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:03:36.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was fun and scared....</title><content type='html'>Just now i went to the hotel(i don no the name haha)and i meet quite lots of people. It was quite scary and fun. I meet few people but they are older than me alots. I am the second youngest there.Lucky i am not the youngest but still they keep saying me that so young know so many face care thingy already.I keep saying that i am not the youngest theere but they don't listen. Have to use the facial wash for 2 weeks in a proper way and cant go out do sport. But one thing good is that i can see my idol. June 7th is the date that i been waiting for a long time. Wish that day will come faster and have close distance with her. But anyways just wish i can see her and now in this coming up 2 weeks i keep healthy and don't go out so much and drink plenty of water. 　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-5477450039858419550?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/5477450039858419550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-was-fun-and-scared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5477450039858419550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/5477450039858419550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-was-fun-and-scared.html' title='It was fun and scared....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-8094844750510243690</id><published>2009-05-23T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:50:33.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday morning....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I wake up so early today(actually is not very early it just i wake up at 8 something and yesterday i sleep at 3 something)I wake up this early is because of my mom called me this early morning to wake my brother up for tuition.(my mom went out station with my dad)Later on i have to go donno what hotel to do something.I am kind of scare.Wish eveything will come well as i think. Haiz...Chee Kin actually say can go but now his mom dont let cuz he got biology exam on monday.Haiz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-8094844750510243690?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/8094844750510243690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/8094844750510243690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/8094844750510243690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday-morning.html' title='Saturday morning....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-3199912933057478105</id><published>2009-05-22T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:40:27.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz...Donno wat to write.</title><content type='html'>Feel like blogging but don no what to write.Actually is i feel scared now.I am very worry about tomorrow  very worry about it.I scared i cant go there.Just because of that i forgot what to write. Feel so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt;  and sad at once again. Haiz...Let talk about today.Today still like before.Exam still on ...This exam is kind of special.I try my first time here and it was very very very scary.Darren Chow don no what to say to you.lol. Today got sivik test and it is very easy but math is kind of hard.Is not really hard but still is hard for someone who didnt study math at all. Is kind of fun but also scared too. Kno no one will read but just write as express my feeling. Wondering around when can i see you. Miss you a lot. Can i see you now? Haiz.... Didnt really know what to read so i just simply write something. Am i annoying? Really wonder. Hope those Form 1 can give me answer about this question. Am i nice? Really don no.Really want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-3199912933057478105?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/3199912933057478105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/haizdonno-wat-to-write.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3199912933057478105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3199912933057478105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/haizdonno-wat-to-write.html' title='Haiz...Donno wat to write.'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-3957371804449175172</id><published>2009-05-21T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:17:36.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so happy and sad at once.......</title><content type='html'>Now i got two feeling at once.I was so sad that i am sure failing moral.But i am happy because when i arrive home no longer i receive a call and it tel me that i have been pick to see my idol Linda Chung.But have to go don no which hotel (opposite of mid valley one) and go there do something i don no after ward i can sure see her on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;June 7th&lt;/span&gt;.Wish that day will come.I really want to see her.But still got exam.I just hate it.About the stupid exam.Moral test have no objective.Is all in subjective and got to write 2 essay.It so hard.Too happy already forgot what i want to say about the stupid moral test.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;June 7th &lt;/span&gt;faster come.So happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-3957371804449175172?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/3957371804449175172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-so-happy-and-sad-at-once.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3957371804449175172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/3957371804449175172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-so-happy-and-sad-at-once.html' title='I am so happy and sad at once.......'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-7307556673134614576</id><published>2009-05-19T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:48:37.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone will read my blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Really wonder are they anyone will read my blog......I dont think anyone will know i have a blog.Haiz....lets dont think about that first.Today got exam(as usual)and for english we have to write 2 essay and one of it we can choose.I choose the'the happiest moment in my life' i wrote about the first time i saw my idol.I was shock that i actually remember the time i saw her.On December 5th 2008 at 10:30pm. At Jaya One. Cause of that day, now i don dare to go Jaya One cause of her.I dont want to think about that day cause is kind of hurt me alot too.Today finally Darren Chow went to school and told me about his trip.He make me think of a lots of thing at Canada.When i first went to Canada where i live and what time other canadian people sleep and so on.He gave me a present.First time my friend gave me present. Really wonder am i a good friend.Why i also give present to friend and always remember they birthday but no one remember my birthday and no one give me present.(except for yong)Haiz...can anyone tell me am i a good friend a not? I really wonder.........and also really wonder will anyone read my blog too or maybe will anyone comment.Haiz....so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-7307556673134614576?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/7307556673134614576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/anyone-will-read-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7307556673134614576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/7307556673134614576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/anyone-will-read-my-blog.html' title='Anyone will read my blog?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-8161693254326806492</id><published>2009-05-18T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:46:08.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Exam is the suckest thing ever.It is ike so lame.Really donno why we have to take exam.It make me got headach before it start and until end of the exam.haiz...the exam going to last for two weeks and i really going to die.Sejarah,BM,Perdagangan,Moral,Math and science. Sure fail this few subject.Haiz....Today so many ppl ask me for answer and i gave them but i dont know is it right a not....Wish is correct or else they will get angry at me.Today piano class sucks...donno why i want to learn piano maybe just because want to compose song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-8161693254326806492?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/8161693254326806492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/8161693254326806492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/8161693254326806492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam.html' title='Exam....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193162806772887886.post-2315159366571205524</id><published>2009-05-17T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:43:31.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The blog</title><content type='html'>Heyy, it's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; here. I create this blog for Yiyi cause she wanted one. See I'm such a nice person. A great friend ;p lol. Its 2.42 am. wtf am I doing up so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Well, I can't sleep. So yeah (: Anyway, remember Yiyi, you owe me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Patchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; chocolates. Bubye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rach Lee Sze Weo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193162806772887886-2315159366571205524?l=the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/feeds/2315159366571205524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/2315159366571205524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193162806772887886/posts/default/2315159366571205524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-best-you-never-had.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog.html' title='The blog'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377921804778682314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
