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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/U4FY-PgbMSU2hFlB47biRzTQUV8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/U4FY-PgbMSU2hFlB47biRzTQUV8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Remember the walkway in the curve one silent night. It was the most memorable moment I had with you. With just one glance you, you knew what was bothering me. The moment you exchanged looks with me, I knew I couldn't take it. You pulled me closer, notwithstanding the passerby, gently held my chin up to look into my eyes. The second time I blinked, tears went rolling down and you swiped it off with a peck. I collapsed into your arms, while you held me tightly in your sturdy body build, I thought I told you I'll never let you go. Sadly, I was the disappointment. Each time my mind grew a little fickle, I never told you that I knew you are the one I could rely on. For a first time, I felt like an all waited on princess, the most carefree child in Alice's wonderland. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I had always thought you were God sent, but I had also fail to look beyond us. I know how it feels like now. Sometime you question God, you put the blame on him when you do not get what you want in life. Let me tell you this,  when we pray and our prayers were being answered, we often forget that God gives a little, he takes some back. That is why we have a saying, becareful what you wish for. I see the folly in the equation I created now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;The moment you think that you had lost me, remember you must hold on to yourself. You are the prized possession for the one that worth. I am weird, I just love falling down. Please do not pick me up, I'll get up myself. One day when I'm tired, I'll find my way back to your embracement again. Right now, let me be responsible of what I wished for.&lt;/span&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/7216395025648622018-4188369407973758797?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/dn6zQhwgV-8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/4188369407973758797/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2012/01/song-you-used-to-sang.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/4188369407973758797?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/4188369407973758797?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/dn6zQhwgV-8/song-you-used-to-sang.html" title="The song you used to sang." /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2012/01/song-you-used-to-sang.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUAQHg6eyp7ImA9WhRUFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-7494597309970775148</id><published>2012-01-25T15:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:57:21.613+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-25T15:57:21.613+08:00</app:edited><title>through thick and through thin, you related them all :)) truly, you are one of a kind in my heart.</title><content type="html">
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For the record, I'm attached to my best friend. He's absomazing =absolutely amazing.  I'm a little MORE amazing than him, of course :p He has been waiting for some time, and I reckon, it's time I gave us a chance. Unlike all other relationships, I asked my parents before I went ahead, and mi said, you should give yourself a break from all these stress. Do what you are good at, 'not bothering what people says!' Mi had always been supportive. I'm thankful for that. For some, I may be the one who always change partner, but for the truth, I just don't want to waste time knowing that I'm 'barking' the wrong tree. Afterall, the forest is huge, they are never lacking in trees. We just got to move on to find the right tree even if it's a 'bark'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfk2HyW3_-A/TxULr-UICcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/-i5fUgQ99FY/s400/ab.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698473753596922306" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span&gt;How it started from Owned (the application on facebook) and blossoming to "I'm finally owned by you", I must say, we came a long way. I've always held on to the saying, a journey of a thousand miles begins with one simple step. Together, he and I will take the first step and we'll walk an infinite miles together..a little exaggerating? haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; I don't know how long will this last, but I don't want to think about it (&lt;s&gt;yet i still think about it LOL&lt;/s&gt;). However, I'm certain that it will be absomazing! The moment you start pondering on this question, you mentally challenge your heart and your mind start thinking negative. He's a very positive minded person, and I want to be like him. He always always shush me with a kiss if I tries to continue something negative that he doesn't want to listen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;He always ask me to have a little faith in this relationship... :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;He's so cuteeeeeee! (makes me wana say the way korean does--&amp;gt;ke--you-eh, chu-ka-eh-yo!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;hehehehehe.. *annoying face*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Right now, I only know that he means a lot to me. Just like my addiction towards coffee, I'm kinda addicted to him! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-753I4uRsRvo/TxULRFGdGwI/AAAAAAAAAYI/tl5799xBN6U/s400/PB270261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698473291562162946" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt; I hope I meant the same... *hopefully* He may a little too 'cool' for me, but I shall overwhelm him with my warmth! He may be so &lt;i&gt;stuck up and sometimes emotionless &lt;/i&gt; towards my care and concern,  but I know he just don't really know how to express himself.. hehe.. &lt;i&gt;Duhh don't even know why did I fall for him! &lt;/i&gt; If all goes well, I'll bring him home, as requested by Mr.Pilot.. haha.. two years later, perhaps?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;What a personal post.. as usual... I love you heaps :)) &lt;i&gt;yes... YOU!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VQIogS0jmIM/TxT-A-g3Y_I/AAAAAAAAAXk/uiyk7bvHv1g/s1600/a.jpg" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kJazp3YTVyY/TxUKKbG7fYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/UXvERXmMb3A/s400/ooo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698472077699022210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;As cliche and unromantic as it may sound, in this day, I just want to tell you how lucky I am to have you waiting for me. The best friend and the hopelessly in love guy who left me speechless all the time. The guy who will say 'it's alright' selflessly waiting be it sun or rain. The guy who's never left as if public holiday ever existed. I pray you are the last and only.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial;"&gt;&lt;img title=":D" class="emote_img" src="https://s-static.ak.facebook.com/images/blank.gif" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; height: 16px; vertical-align: top; width: 16px; background-image: url(https://s-static.ak.facebook.com/rsrc.php/v1/yM/r/WlL6q4xDPOA.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; bottom: 1px; margin-bottom: -2px; position: relative; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-position: -48px 0px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Jeremy the bright smile like shining star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Aglow in mist smoked from heaven afar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;What graceful sight your dimple make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;In heaven's eye, for Jyulia's sake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Of fists we held to whom we dream, a hug at night we fall to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;And dream a sweet* dream of beauty deep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial;"&gt;&lt;img title=":p" class="emote_img" src="https://s-static.ak.facebook.com/images/blank.gif" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; height: 16px; vertical-align: top; width: 16px; background-image: url(https://s-static.ak.facebook.com/rsrc.php/v1/yM/r/WlL6q4xDPOA.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; bottom: 1px; margin-bottom: -2px; position: relative; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-position: -32px 0px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;He he... 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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KXeTKLnmViJb86Z0fkcmWDjsDWk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KXeTKLnmViJb86Z0fkcmWDjsDWk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7216395025648622018-4160016277795368849?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/b12rrxOA_Cw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/4160016277795368849/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/12/facebook-has-no-future-face-your.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/4160016277795368849?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/4160016277795368849?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/b12rrxOA_Cw/facebook-has-no-future-face-your.html" title="Facebook has no future, face your homework instead :p :&quot;[" /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/12/facebook-has-no-future-face-your.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04ESHc8eCp7ImA9WhRRFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-4198529910056975882</id><published>2011-11-28T05:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T06:11:49.970+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-28T06:11:49.970+08:00</app:edited><title>i'm starting to see some smileys :)</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YTG9sJOVzHouDoFg4ePuIuq9I14/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YTG9sJOVzHouDoFg4ePuIuq9I14/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YTG9sJOVzHouDoFg4ePuIuq9I14/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YTG9sJOVzHouDoFg4ePuIuq9I14/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i need to feel happy, not just to be seen happpyyyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7216395025648622018-4198529910056975882?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/mnSi_VHWHvI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/4198529910056975882/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-starting-to-see-some-smileys.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/4198529910056975882?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/4198529910056975882?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/mnSi_VHWHvI/im-starting-to-see-some-smileys.html" title="i'm starting to see some smileys :)" /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-starting-to-see-some-smileys.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIESXc6fyp7ImA9WhRRFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-5571534420336673471</id><published>2011-11-24T08:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T05:15:08.917+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-28T05:15:08.917+08:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0cJxuX3IWcPN7wgZfrZjxcirdHs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0cJxuX3IWcPN7wgZfrZjxcirdHs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0cJxuX3IWcPN7wgZfrZjxcirdHs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0cJxuX3IWcPN7wgZfrZjxcirdHs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;there isn't a perfect man,&lt;div&gt;there's just a man who loves you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the man who loves you, is not perfect,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because no man is perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7216395025648622018-5571534420336673471?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/GrTem31whMI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/5571534420336673471/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/there-isnt-perfect-man-theres-just-man.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/5571534420336673471?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/5571534420336673471?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/GrTem31whMI/there-isnt-perfect-man-theres-just-man.html" title="" /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/there-isnt-perfect-man-theres-just-man.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QMQHo6eip7ImA9WhRREEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-8724153241292848702</id><published>2011-11-23T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T23:16:21.412+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-23T23:16:21.412+08:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ANlsxl_aAzRYLLHqYRt7STJA2EY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ANlsxl_aAzRYLLHqYRt7STJA2EY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ANlsxl_aAzRYLLHqYRt7STJA2EY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ANlsxl_aAzRYLLHqYRt7STJA2EY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;my mom asked wad bday presents i want. I WANT A DOLCE &amp;amp; GABBANA! :D &lt;div&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/7216395025648622018-8724153241292848702?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/gJD4cogtOIY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/8724153241292848702/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-mom-asked-wad-bday-presents-i-want.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/8724153241292848702?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/8724153241292848702?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/gJD4cogtOIY/my-mom-asked-wad-bday-presents-i-want.html" title="" /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-mom-asked-wad-bday-presents-i-want.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYMSX4-fSp7ImA9WhRREEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-7617330136959055694</id><published>2011-11-23T09:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T09:53:08.055+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-23T09:53:08.055+08:00</app:edited><title>My heart ached...</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yfBBAJY077mPBx5bexfX3zCuaoE/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yfBBAJY077mPBx5bexfX3zCuaoE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yfBBAJY077mPBx5bexfX3zCuaoE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yfBBAJY077mPBx5bexfX3zCuaoE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A lot of conversations, was missed, already :,(&lt;br /&gt;I missed alot of conversations.&lt;div&gt;Already, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7216395025648622018-7617330136959055694?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/kh3Hz3_i760" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/7617330136959055694/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/lot-of-conversations-was-missed-already.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/7617330136959055694?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/7617330136959055694?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/kh3Hz3_i760/lot-of-conversations-was-missed-already.html" title="My heart ached..." /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/lot-of-conversations-was-missed-already.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4AQX05eip7ImA9WhRSGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-1443898293257301638</id><published>2011-11-21T09:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T10:52:20.322+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-21T10:52:20.322+08:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vVRi1XpNGfBhoFV2G_pqtPDRBbo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vVRi1XpNGfBhoFV2G_pqtPDRBbo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vVRi1XpNGfBhoFV2G_pqtPDRBbo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vVRi1XpNGfBhoFV2G_pqtPDRBbo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i have brought everything to myself, and i know it's my choice. i was just wondering, when will i ever stop charging that phone that is left for no use now? maybe it's time to delete everything and return my friend the phone already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7216395025648622018-1443898293257301638?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/OG7wYNVhGLI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/1443898293257301638/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-loser.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/1443898293257301638?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/1443898293257301638?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/OG7wYNVhGLI/i-am-loser.html" title="" /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-loser.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYNRH49eyp7ImA9WhRSF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-8485860764590525726</id><published>2011-11-20T09:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:39:55.063+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-20T09:39:55.063+08:00</app:edited><title>have i lost my charm?</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Em8mb_7H5pNSVx4pWAdmFJS8KAE/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Em8mb_7H5pNSVx4pWAdmFJS8KAE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Em8mb_7H5pNSVx4pWAdmFJS8KAE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Em8mb_7H5pNSVx4pWAdmFJS8KAE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7216395025648622018-8485860764590525726?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/7lGU5tJBEeI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/8485860764590525726/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/have-i-lost-my-charm.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/8485860764590525726?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/8485860764590525726?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/7lGU5tJBEeI/have-i-lost-my-charm.html" title="have i lost my charm?" /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/have-i-lost-my-charm.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUECSX85cSp7ImA9WhRSF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-4153168510229808687</id><published>2011-11-20T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T02:34:28.129+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-20T02:34:28.129+08:00</app:edited><title>Just what I felt terribly wanting to do :/</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BgxKR4WwnwnS6ZjG3q5q6Q5OmgM/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BgxKR4WwnwnS6ZjG3q5q6Q5OmgM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BgxKR4WwnwnS6ZjG3q5q6Q5OmgM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BgxKR4WwnwnS6ZjG3q5q6Q5OmgM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_rlbkRSyGhg/TlgGAqbqc9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/XMfpfsu3hqo/s1600/princess_frog_plush.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_rlbkRSyGhg/TlgGAqbqc9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/XMfpfsu3hqo/s400/princess_frog_plush.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645268741369000914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;              &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i'm dreaming, like again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;         &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;frankly, i'd really thought i will be marrying you..&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/7216395025648622018-4153168510229808687?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/wST8UZBHRus" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/4153168510229808687/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-what-i-felt-terribly-wanting-to-do.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/4153168510229808687?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/4153168510229808687?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/wST8UZBHRus/just-what-i-felt-terribly-wanting-to-do.html" title="Just what I felt terribly wanting to do :/" /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_rlbkRSyGhg/TlgGAqbqc9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/XMfpfsu3hqo/s72-c/princess_frog_plush.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-what-i-felt-terribly-wanting-to-do.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cCRno9fyp7ImA9WhRSEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-2668142817605835885</id><published>2011-11-12T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T11:37:47.467+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-12T11:37:47.467+08:00</app:edited><title>definitely, maybe!</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MDwiuy1QF79cLgDPuVY5CPAYrt0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MDwiuy1QF79cLgDPuVY5CPAYrt0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MDwiuy1QF79cLgDPuVY5CPAYrt0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MDwiuy1QF79cLgDPuVY5CPAYrt0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;can i have you, definitely, seriously?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i don't like the idea of that movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7216395025648622018-2668142817605835885?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/4UAyczvS-Bw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/2668142817605835885/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/definitely-maybe.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/2668142817605835885?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/2668142817605835885?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/4UAyczvS-Bw/definitely-maybe.html" title="definitely, maybe!" /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/definitely-maybe.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QHRn8_fip7ImA9WhRTGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-2827263179255306794</id><published>2011-11-10T08:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T08:35:37.146+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-10T08:35:37.146+08:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DirWaCG3eib_9S1STIAg0Hn_dTY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DirWaCG3eib_9S1STIAg0Hn_dTY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DirWaCG3eib_9S1STIAg0Hn_dTY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DirWaCG3eib_9S1STIAg0Hn_dTY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;can i have alot alot alot of presents this year? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &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/7216395025648622018-2827263179255306794?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/1O35qJ39Ozg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/2827263179255306794/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/can-i-have-alot-alot-alot-of-presents.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/2827263179255306794?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/2827263179255306794?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/1O35qJ39Ozg/can-i-have-alot-alot-alot-of-presents.html" title="" /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/can-i-have-alot-alot-alot-of-presents.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUCRHkzcCp7ImA9WhRTGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-4465443840490268449</id><published>2011-11-09T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T12:34:25.788+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-09T12:34:25.788+08:00</app:edited><title>my mom said,</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/S--Y67Ynb92G8KsJAkYDFCAKTX8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/S--Y67Ynb92G8KsJAkYDFCAKTX8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/S--Y67Ynb92G8KsJAkYDFCAKTX8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/S--Y67Ynb92G8KsJAkYDFCAKTX8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i don't have to be rich, i just want to be happy. &lt;div&gt;by far, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the most meaningful thing i had ever heard from a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really hope my mom is happy and she will get what she want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless her with the right decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy, we are graduating soon! Let us work and let you and pa be happy doing whatever you guys always want! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's not always about US, it's time for you guys to enjoy your life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;money is never enough, enough is never money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7216395025648622018-4465443840490268449?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/T9tCspPpM2U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/4465443840490268449/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-mom-said.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/4465443840490268449?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/4465443840490268449?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/T9tCspPpM2U/my-mom-said.html" title="my mom said," /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-mom-said.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcASXY6fCp7ImA9WhRTEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-2921271142872205939</id><published>2011-11-03T09:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:34:08.814+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-03T09:34:08.814+08:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZpE6F6JZfRj-Ts9nvTOVdVasZDk/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZpE6F6JZfRj-Ts9nvTOVdVasZDk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZpE6F6JZfRj-Ts9nvTOVdVasZDk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZpE6F6JZfRj-Ts9nvTOVdVasZDk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;i never believe in things like this, im not trying to jinx it, but you make me believe that you are the one ♥&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/7216395025648622018-2921271142872205939?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/P5hlFhvfZTA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/2921271142872205939/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-never-believe-in-things-like-this-im.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/2921271142872205939?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/2921271142872205939?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/P5hlFhvfZTA/i-never-believe-in-things-like-this-im.html" title="" /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-never-believe-in-things-like-this-im.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQDQHg4fSp7ImA9WhRTEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-1225660161090725285</id><published>2011-11-02T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T23:39:31.635+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-02T23:39:31.635+08:00</app:edited><title>A good essay.</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_7taNVQWb__veyBN0TIPNi8pQsU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_7taNVQWb__veyBN0TIPNi8pQsU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_7taNVQWb__veyBN0TIPNi8pQsU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_7taNVQWb__veyBN0TIPNi8pQsU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;First class? I'm far from it. &lt;div&gt;Class second upper? I'm chasing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7216395025648622018-1225660161090725285?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/9su12F21VT8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/1225660161090725285/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-essay.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/1225660161090725285?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/1225660161090725285?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/9su12F21VT8/good-essay.html" title="A good essay." /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-essay.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYDRnY9fyp7ImA9WhRTEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-4205379576455840940</id><published>2011-11-02T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:16:17.867+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-02T10:16:17.867+08:00</app:edited><title>your voice is so cute, behbehh..</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rs6F93kXe0sbODbuTnoADcVohbs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rs6F93kXe0sbODbuTnoADcVohbs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MBvGQvbfc4GLh5012jmxG88teLQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MBvGQvbfc4GLh5012jmxG88teLQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MBvGQvbfc4GLh5012jmxG88teLQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MBvGQvbfc4GLh5012jmxG88teLQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;it's amazing how you can love me so much :) i miss you loads :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7216395025648622018-6232077206101984692?l=perodanthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~4/DwE-lkJI30I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/feeds/6232077206101984692/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-are-not-here-but-you-are-right-in.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/6232077206101984692?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216395025648622018/posts/default/6232077206101984692?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/JrpVg/~3/DwE-lkJI30I/you-are-not-here-but-you-are-right-in.html" title="you are not here but you are right in my heart." /><author><name>rolling life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307364177737953610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1QOUKwHBlY/TaSqFIEVQcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AJqP8MyJY2A/s220/DSC05603.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://perodanthe.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-are-not-here-but-you-are-right-in.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IDRX0yeyp7ImA9WhdaFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216395025648622018.post-3976527592831262451</id><published>2011-10-25T08:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T08:12:54.393+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-25T08:12:54.393+08:00</app:edited><title>i need huggie from you :'(</title><content type="html">
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