<?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-5131717886776983045</id><updated>2011-07-30T22:27:31.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOANNE WOOI :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-6836979422313486657</id><published>2011-03-09T03:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T03:28:58.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears shedding, tears dripping</title><content type='html'>Lying down under a lime tree, I start to read a book.&lt;div&gt;When there are funny moments, I laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When there are sad moments, I cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the sun has gone down, I closed the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After stretching my arms, I start to walk down to my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see my door broken and open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decide to stay outside near a park I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a cold day but I don't mind, not at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lying down under a lime tree, I close and open my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see a lot of stars in the dark sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I close my eyes again to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I open my eyes, I can see clearly because of too much light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if it is sunlight or moonlight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly there is an angel in front of me, telling me that I am in Heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "I see."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel tears coming out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I realize that I am crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131717886776983045-6836979422313486657?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/6836979422313486657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/03/tears-shedding-tears-dripping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/6836979422313486657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/6836979422313486657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/03/tears-shedding-tears-dripping.html' title='Tears shedding, tears dripping'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-1590384644770217972</id><published>2011-03-09T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T03:19:58.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMMA FAILURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BkFZhe-DBS4/TXdglK0HusI/AAAAAAAAAKo/0o_-66V9h9w/s1600/53_60687_e75cfe33b0aa170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BkFZhe-DBS4/TXdglK0HusI/AAAAAAAAAKo/0o_-66V9h9w/s320/53_60687_e75cfe33b0aa170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582036454823410370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;F-A-I-L-U-R-E-&lt;br /&gt;Yes Imma failure, Imma loser. I lose in this life game, I give up. This whole shit thing is just too hard for me. I have never been this suffer and I'm really suffocating. I don't have jolly sides of me, I'm pitiful I'm not hawtsome like everyone does. People said I look happy as always and I dont look like I'm stress and whatlever, but I feel like saying why should I show my unjolly side of me to you guys? And I know you'll worried about me. I still have long journey to go. I still have long way to go, I have my own path I have my own way, no way Im gonna deal with it. I'd enough like seriously i really had enough, I quit this game. I quit. I feel like dumping everything and be cheerful like everyone does but i just couldnt, I'm suffer I'm suffocating, I'm tired. I hope I can just continue this game but too bad I couldn't. I had bad result on my monthly test even I post in facebook I do not care about my test but on the other side, I care. I do care it. I study hard almost everynight, I pray for god, I pray I would just get at least good result but I do not get anything. I'm so epic failure. I hope I'm drunk so I can sleep till I forget everything, I hope I'm in koma or cancer so I can sleep like a dead person do. I'm tired I'm really tired. I wanna cry out loud but can I? I'm just so tired. Please lemme go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131717886776983045-1590384644770217972?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/1590384644770217972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/03/imma-failure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/1590384644770217972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/1590384644770217972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/03/imma-failure.html' title='IMMA FAILURE'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BkFZhe-DBS4/TXdglK0HusI/AAAAAAAAAKo/0o_-66V9h9w/s72-c/53_60687_e75cfe33b0aa170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-5718577699304990332</id><published>2011-03-02T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T00:35:27.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pfff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyeonghaseyo bloggie.  I'm currently not in the fucking mood. I think I need a break. I'm so  tired with all those shits. I couldn't take anymore. But I have to bear  it. sigh. Whatever is it, I gotta be strong, I gotta be tough enough! I  can do this, I trust myself (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway I took some pictures to cheer  me up, some w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ebbie pictures. It's seriously funny. Haha. I actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;took  a lot. Just wanna upload fews of it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HahkbfX0X6M/TW38fCMKY1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/KSFA7sIHCx0/s1600/Picture%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HahkbfX0X6M/TW38fCMKY1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/KSFA7sIHCx0/s320/Picture%2B005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579393123475940178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSo38YNDS7I/TW38QcfetLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/WK_Yvuos8sQ/s1600/Picture%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSo38YNDS7I/TW38QcfetLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/WK_Yvuos8sQ/s320/Picture%2B003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579392872838247602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3hA9khoe4mc/TW38QEs9UgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/G_GMnRl2PYA/s1600/Picture%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3hA9khoe4mc/TW38QEs9UgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/G_GMnRl2PYA/s320/Picture%2B002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579392866452328962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm being vain. Lol. sometimes life isnt we planned. If it's hard maybe god had a plan for us. Everything depends on fate. If it like this then it is. I'm making it harder and harder actually. I cried a lot, I emo, as always, I depressed as usual. I laugh as always I talk, I walk I do whatlever I want, but life is something unpredictable. I couldn't control it. I couldn't make it easy, if it hard then yess it is. But why do I have to suffer like this. I'm so fucking depressed. I need some entertaiment. I talked my mum about everything. She called me to try my best as usual and cheer up. I don't know why I'm just being disobedient. When my mum called me to stop crying and sleep, my heart just couldnt lemme to sleep and make me cry even more worst. I'm seriously being stupid and cry for something which is not worth for me. Imma bitch. I don't know how long I can still live under this stupid shit. I couldn't do anything but to face it. I'm scard, I'm alone, I'm crying but nothing change. I dont wanna leave. I wanna stay. sigh. It's over for me. I won't commit suicide, don't worry. I'm stupid but not childish. This is what life are, hard and unpredictable. I'm going to get some sleep. I needa a break. I needa stop crying! I needa be tough I needa be strong I need to stand up straight I needa know my path I needa know my way I needa to know everything. How I hope I can be just like a bird, fly without obstacles. Fly easily. The higher you fly the higher you get. Off from laptop. Bye blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I gotta be tough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131717886776983045-5718577699304990332?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/5718577699304990332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/03/pfff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/5718577699304990332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/5718577699304990332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/03/pfff.html' title='pfff'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HahkbfX0X6M/TW38fCMKY1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/KSFA7sIHCx0/s72-c/Picture%2B005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-7449805844758042776</id><published>2011-02-21T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T22:26:53.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it me ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6f5mEfrjhao/TWNWxZv6IaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6IGpoK4Fbhc/s1600/unhappy_starbucks_cake-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6f5mEfrjhao/TWNWxZv6IaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6IGpoK4Fbhc/s320/unhappy_starbucks_cake-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576396170340213154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uhyL_XVn3YQ/TWNWxrUHC_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ea26zHx8nsw/s1600/depressed-emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uhyL_XVn3YQ/TWNWxrUHC_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ea26zHx8nsw/s320/depressed-emo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576396175055457266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Why is it me, why is it have to be me. I can't stand okay. I need some peace now. I need to take a break. I'd enough. I dont like what i have now. I'm unhappy. Sorry. I'm so friggin emo now. I really can't stand it , why is it have to be me.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I don't understand why my life have to be so hard. Gosh. I think I'll just get over it. I miss the old mum and the old dad. Where have they bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;n? Why is they dissapear just like this? Tears shedding non-stop. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5131717886776983045-7449805844758042776?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/7449805844758042776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/02/why-is-it-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/7449805844758042776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/7449805844758042776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/02/why-is-it-me.html' title='Why is it me ..'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6f5mEfrjhao/TWNWxZv6IaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6IGpoK4Fbhc/s72-c/unhappy_starbucks_cake-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-5249633521375054950</id><published>2011-02-17T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:51:22.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was wondering if there is a life time machine that could turn time back to when I'm still a baby and dont know everything? Sometimes, I think life could make me hard and down any time. I'm so scared. I wasn't even study for my next exam. I'm gonna study hard from now on. I hope I could do my best in my everything. I was fragile. I'm depressed. I can't do anything. I'm lifeless. I'm really emo right now. Everybody seems to see me in a different way. They see me used to be like a cheerful person as people see, but i'm not. I'm faking it. I'm quite upset now. I don't have the guts. I hate myself. It's just not me. I hope I could die right now. I'm off now. I really couldn't stand it, I guess I need to take a rest and enjoy myself. Byee peeps. I need to rest down and cool down myself. I'm stress. I don't know what to do, i'm friggin pissed off yet being mad of myself. sigh. Whatlever it is, I hope I can turn back the time to when I'm still a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of loves, xo ):&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/5131717886776983045-5249633521375054950?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/5249633521375054950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/02/fragile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/5249633521375054950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/5249633521375054950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/02/fragile.html' title='Fragile'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-2791378128061606836</id><published>2011-02-17T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:23:21.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saranghae oppa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hkj9OC67CfI/TV4BFiOyAqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/uLEFzd-WWG4/s1600/hangeng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hkj9OC67CfI/TV4BFiOyAqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/uLEFzd-WWG4/s320/hangeng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574894583331029666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oppa, saranghae. Sayaechukahamida  nan chong men miyahne. Nan sarang oppa &lt;br /&gt;Oppa, happy birthday! Sorry late wish. I hope you the best Oppa! &lt;br /&gt;eeeee, wo de ai ren &lt;br /&gt;Oppa, last but not least, happy birthday! Shen re kuai lek!! WO AI NI AH oppa &lt;br /&gt;SARANGHAEEEEEE HANGENG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131717886776983045-2791378128061606836?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/2791378128061606836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/02/saranghae-oppa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/2791378128061606836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/2791378128061606836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/02/saranghae-oppa.html' title='Saranghae oppa'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hkj9OC67CfI/TV4BFiOyAqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/uLEFzd-WWG4/s72-c/hangeng.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-2005069711621220052</id><published>2011-01-29T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T03:08:31.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>Hi . I'm sick just before cny . Great awesome . I've been waiting this day to come for almostt two years ! Fuck ! this morning my school had a so called merentas desa activity and actually it ain't fun at all and make me sick , cough and ill . I did enjoy actually just sometimes I hate loitering around the school with lifeless people such as hostelite -.- To be honest , I don't talk much but that doesn't mean I hate them . Haha funny . Urm actually I gotta go . Have to consult doctore . Lots of loves , xo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131717886776983045-2005069711621220052?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/2005069711621220052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/01/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/2005069711621220052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/2005069711621220052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/01/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-2231634734285846268</id><published>2011-01-27T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T20:58:54.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schooling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Onlining at school , teacher saw my blog and she was really shocked . haha . I wanted to online much more longer but teacher doesnt really allowed and said facebook is forbidden . haha funny . Lol. now at school onlining . Wanted to online facebook ! gosh teacher go away . Haha  . Shireen is just beside me editing pictures and onlining bullshit. Haha gotta go . Lol . Byeeeeee =)&lt;/span&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/5131717886776983045-2231634734285846268?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/2231634734285846268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/01/schooling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/2231634734285846268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/2231634734285846268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2011/01/schooling.html' title='Schooling'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-2568212139183028268</id><published>2010-07-16T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:00:27.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it was suppose a very sad post , hmmm :/ trials is just around the corner, yea i've to work on it i kno. i'm really afraid that i might get failed or what cuz i don't want to dissapoint my mum and dad , you know. they put on the biggest hope on me cuz i'm the smallest daughter among the wooi family , yes i'm a lil stress up and a lil afraid . i talked to mum yesterday , i was very upset about dad . he's been ignoring me these few days , yes never talked :/ i tried to talked to him but it seems i failed to do it . everytime i just see him , i'll turn around my face and ignore , almost everytime . i dont want our relationship like shit now . what should i do ? should i ignore or try to put more effort in ? i was so tired , i couldn't talk , i couldnt explain how sad am i . i couldnt just do it , it was just a nightmare , sometime i think you shouldn't born me to this world. it's so heartache seeing you ignoring me , sigh. i hope everything okay soon . finger cross for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i wanna to post more and more &amp;amp; more , just the whole page will be okay for me. &amp;amp; i wanna the whole world know what's my problem , probbaly could give me some advices , am not in the mood really . am just need someone to talk to , mayb shireen will do . yea, where is she ? where are you? i'm finding her , she'll be the first one i find if i got problem , thanks . sometimes she just cheer me up a lot , you kno. with her stupidness , yea :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;AM NOT IN THE MOOD , PLS GET OFF . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131717886776983045-2568212139183028268?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/2568212139183028268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2010/07/yikes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/2568212139183028268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/2568212139183028268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2010/07/yikes.html' title='yikes'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-449847814822688486</id><published>2010-07-10T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:01:16.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>P/S: to papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TDiE9Y9A7eI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zt53QuvbfrU/s1600/DSC05613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492285935783570914" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 242px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TDiE9Y9A7eI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zt53QuvbfrU/s320/DSC05613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;papa, i'm sorry. i might very rude today, but sometimes i really fed up of everything. like i don't wanna live in this world anymore, even dont want born in this life. like i don't even wanna to stay at this fking world live. i feel very suffer everytime once i get back home, without you smiling at me. this make my heart really ache so much. i just wish eveytime i get back home you'll just smile at me or mayb just a single hug will be. daddy , i miss the way how last time you love me, pamper me and such . i really do. everythings change. i'm sorry for my result but at least you can be more gentle to me and say work harder next time or what. it just will help me. it does. papa, i love you and sometimes you're making me hate you. i'm sorry for everything. could you just listen to me once? just once is enough. everything change if time go by. papa i miss you D: i need you to hug me now, but too bad time go by and never waits for me. paa, would you just pamper me for the last time ? you used to do this to me. imma a bitch. i'm not qualified enough to be your proud lil daughther. Mayb you got her is just enough you don't need me. I'm sorry pa. but i love you. btw papa i'm wearing your shirt, your nike shirt. papa i love you and i'm sorry&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/5131717886776983045-449847814822688486?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/449847814822688486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2010/07/ps-to-papa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/449847814822688486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/449847814822688486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2010/07/ps-to-papa.html' title='P/S: to papa'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TDiE9Y9A7eI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zt53QuvbfrU/s72-c/DSC05613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-1439786850534614677</id><published>2010-06-17T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:01:42.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heeeee :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;16 jun 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;today no tuition so i was at home onlining and rotting slowly , and i was suppose to hang out with stephWANG, cheyanKHOO , sherlyene and chiuNIE yet daddy changed his mind and don't let me go and hang out with them ! D: i miss steph so much , like almost 1 and a half year didn't meet . deng , stephWANG i miss you D: i was so upset and moody that time cuz i can't meet my steph and cheyan D: sighs , thinking back those memories that me , cheyan and steph when we all in form 1 and it's so memorable ! thinking back it gaves me heartache . pls it's cute k ? heee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stephWANG: i miss you D: i've to wait until next hols ? god&lt;/span&gt; D:&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/5131717886776983045-1439786850534614677?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/1439786850534614677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2010/06/heeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/1439786850534614677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/1439786850534614677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2010/06/heeeee.html' title='heeeee :)'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-3320422843507802644</id><published>2010-06-11T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:02:05.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>leave me alone:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I feel very empty now . it's 1 smtg and i couldn't sleep . feel like banging smtg . i really don't care anymore like seriously no ? i dropped everything and this is it , i fking don't like it and i don't give it a damn . i don't care less or more , cuz you really irrates me , a lot . there's really about you are special enough for other people but for me it's a zero agreement , i don't care what the fuck you want since you hate me that much , yes you are i admit it . fuck you off bitch , grrrrr . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131717886776983045-3320422843507802644?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/3320422843507802644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2010/06/leave-me-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/3320422843507802644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/3320422843507802644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2010/06/leave-me-alone.html' title='leave me alone:('/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-5404035744832179693</id><published>2010-06-10T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:04:09.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is complicated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;life can be very complicated , it's depends whether you control it good or bad , it's depends on whether you handle it bad or good . I've thought before of commit suicide just because i can't accept who i am and who people are . And yes , i'm really stupid for have this kind of thinking way . i'm thinking way too much that time . I've just thought maybe i should just ignore it and have my life . life is simple . don't make it complicated , that's it . That's what we can do to make life simple . Isn't that easy ? everyone says that . but when they face smtg really hard i bet them wouldn't say that anymore , they'll think twice . bet with me . I win it . Does it really matter for anyone who don't like me and such ? yes , everyone has their own hater and enemy but i rather makes friend than enemy . i got everyone got . even god got cuz maybe someone hate them for being good ? their bad not ours . we do sins ojay so we couldn't blame on them . Not much as those politics , you can imagine how many people hate them . i mean a lot ? almost billions ? that's what life are . if you treat people good , they treat better than that . but if you treat them bad , then ready for people taking knife coming towards you and say you little bitch , I'm gonna kill you . that's i thought . everyone got their different thinking . not everyone the same . they born in this world but not the same parents . that's what i mean you get that ? instead of being bad why dont change yourself to be good ? It's not necessary in one hours you totally into another person , that will be crazy just a little bit changes , that makes people happy . yeah , that's what  i mean . oh i don't feel posting anymore , I'm gotta accompany my sis joo leang watch horror movie , her favourite . yes , and btw i really effin fed up with someone who really hates me and such . so do i . who cares ? pffff . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131717886776983045-5404035744832179693?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/5404035744832179693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-is-complicated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/5404035744832179693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/5404035744832179693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-is-complicated.html' title='life is complicated'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131717886776983045.post-4341758647083195319</id><published>2010-06-08T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:04:29.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>trust or hate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's been a long time i didnt update my blog . I deleted my previous post cuz sometime when i read it i feel like annoying ? yes for me . i've been checking up facebook and such . somehow i think someone just gossiping around ? Listen here bitch or maybe a whore ? i don't fking care what the fuck you guys wanna do but remember mind your words fuck whore . I'm bitch ? So what ? I dont fking care okay . if you don't like me around that fking tuition that just stop that tuition . am i fking disturbing ? I guess no rite ? actually you guys fking disturbing me . I wont apology or maybe sorry begging you let me go ? eww , talk to my shit k. i don't care anymore . if you want to do so come'on bitch . there's no a rules says bitch can't go tuition . okay ? bitch , this is what i want to tell you . if i never mess you so just fking stay away from me ? duh , you're really bad in chinese ? so what ? i dont fking care . and why must you fking tell everybody ? Is that a necessary ? duh , no . last time i didnt talk to you and i just ignore you rite ? and why must you fking make it up again you little fking whore ? let me tell you something , if you wanna mess with me come'on let see who win ? i don't care if you're famous or what ? you got your gang or what ! i dont fking care . let see who's started thins fking thing . here it go . if i never fking disturb you , and so you just shut the fuck up your mouth whore . or maybe prostitude or maybe a hooker ? whatever it is , you guys disgust me bitch . fuck off seriously .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;P/S: i don't fking care whore .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5131717886776983045-4341758647083195319?l=privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/feeds/4341758647083195319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2010/06/trust-or-hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/4341758647083195319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131717886776983045/posts/default/4341758647083195319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privacypleaseguys.blogspot.com/2010/06/trust-or-hate.html' title='trust or hate?'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01320866519981085064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWDZBk9dXTI/TQjS_gOLLVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hjPrDRnxAVg/S220/14122010%2528003%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
