<?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-1939876663193196389</id><updated>2011-07-29T13:36:25.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel's Territory</title><subtitle type='html'>It doesn't pay to be nice.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14970409421512224441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1B0RdUAovg/SXCP5Bs38LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YmSsDj8dU7U/S220/DSC01297.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939876663193196389.post-3081822805157778137</id><published>2009-09-02T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:37:16.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>peaceful, hectic, great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently felt so in love with boyf  :)&lt;br /&gt;everythings fine will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will back blogging once i have the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1939876663193196389-3081822805157778137?l=howcould-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3081822805157778137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/peaceful-hectic-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/3081822805157778137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/3081822805157778137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/peaceful-hectic-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14970409421512224441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1B0RdUAovg/SXCP5Bs38LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YmSsDj8dU7U/S220/DSC01297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939876663193196389.post-3991610499545741439</id><published>2009-08-27T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:28:46.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Junyi and Juan baby, Jerrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y116/addictations/Desktop1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happen to me today, i felt sleepy most of the time. So i dint make it to see jerrel, maybe tomorrow bcus i'll be fucking busy over the weekends helping sis and linda's bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i still have some photos that i took during the NDP parade with kai and jon. It's in my camera, and i'll upload it once im free, maybe after linda's birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm going bkk with ebon this october, i can't wait to shop and eat.&lt;br /&gt;heeeheeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1939876663193196389-3991610499545741439?l=howcould-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3991610499545741439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/junyi-and-juan-baby-jerrel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/3991610499545741439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/3991610499545741439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/junyi-and-juan-baby-jerrel.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14970409421512224441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1B0RdUAovg/SXCP5Bs38LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YmSsDj8dU7U/S220/DSC01297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939876663193196389.post-1709727772385358159</id><published>2009-08-26T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:27:08.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happening, hectic and heavy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went kkh to see my little jerrel ystd with zhongyi and kai. Jerrel was such a cutie look exactly like bff, daddy was freaking happy yet childish luh. Zhongyi brought us to have my favourite supper aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today sis brought me to have japanese steamboat buffet at marina sq with ebon and shini. I think i gain like 3kgs today again, bcus after dinner ebon and me walked to cityhall to get the yoguru icecream, perfect :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis bought an adidas watch which i think she'll just wear for a time only lor, then bought jiaxiangmian for kai, but he complained it taste awful =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i think i'll make a trip dwn to bff house to play with jerrel, i think i need to accompany bff too :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1939876663193196389-1709727772385358159?l=howcould-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1709727772385358159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/happening-hectic-and-heavy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/1709727772385358159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/1709727772385358159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/happening-hectic-and-heavy.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14970409421512224441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1B0RdUAovg/SXCP5Bs38LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YmSsDj8dU7U/S220/DSC01297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939876663193196389.post-6243432158510601286</id><published>2009-08-23T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:13:59.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got home from my 3days2nights &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; chalet at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pauline&lt;/span&gt; sis place, overnight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mahjongs&lt;/span&gt;, non-stop crap, delicious food and everything. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ebon&lt;/span&gt; was also there to hear me whine as well as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt; with me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great weekends, great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;accommodations&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ystd&lt;/span&gt; sis and me went for pedicure. My nails look so aqua now, dinner was at crystal jade palace over at paragon after we finish our shopping. The price was almost 50% higher than those normal crystal jade, but it's delicious especially they serve excellent desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching high and low at market place just to look for pine nuts that goes with my salad, but end up available at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;watsons&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;, i think i gain like 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kgs&lt;/span&gt; this weekend with those food and more food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was teaching dearest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ebon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mahjong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ystd&lt;/span&gt; and shits happen. In the heavy rain, i rushed for cab just to see you. Okay, nothing great to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;elaborate&lt;/span&gt;. Just glad that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;youre&lt;/span&gt; find in anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have the habit of bringing my camera along, so there will not be so wordy post. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, and next week chalet booked, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;linda's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;. STEADY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;LAH&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB, you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1939876663193196389-6243432158510601286?l=howcould-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6243432158510601286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/heeeeeeeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/6243432158510601286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/6243432158510601286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/heeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14970409421512224441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1B0RdUAovg/SXCP5Bs38LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YmSsDj8dU7U/S220/DSC01297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939876663193196389.post-1783971400481883817</id><published>2009-08-21T15:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:42:30.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ONCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hznpMc0nak4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hznpMc0nak4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why must i have such an itchy finger to click on this damn song, fucked. I cry like some bastard, very useless. I remember his friends cry while singing this song in ktv, now i'm at home crying listening to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i had to stop these, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, every morning awake living a life without you. Check my phone every minute to see whether did you called. Thinking bout you living in such a great life without me. KNNBCCB FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is leading a great life now, and everything will be better :) &lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday in advance, yeong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1939876663193196389-1783971400481883817?l=howcould-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1783971400481883817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/once.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/1783971400481883817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/1783971400481883817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/once.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14970409421512224441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1B0RdUAovg/SXCP5Bs38LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YmSsDj8dU7U/S220/DSC01297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939876663193196389.post-7050022284663277171</id><published>2009-08-20T16:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:10:15.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously hope that i'll move on, not holding back anything.&lt;br /&gt;And i know that i'm not suppose to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means no more emo entries, no more tears and most importantly. No more you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months ago, i had a heartbreak which i really felt so much like dying. But what doesn't kills make me stronger, this time i felt i've really grown stronger. I need to thank my friends and all his sister for being there to support me, now that im all lazy to point faults and argue with you. All i know is to live my life, no longer yours. Be it that you'll find somone better or not, goodluck to you in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Just not get involved in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i've been playing mahjong for weeks. Every weekend without fail at pauline sis place, losing quite abit already. But ystd i 自摸十三幺, very shiok feeling. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye my love &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1939876663193196389-7050022284663277171?l=howcould-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7050022284663277171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-seriously-hope-that-ill-move-on-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/7050022284663277171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/7050022284663277171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-seriously-hope-that-ill-move-on-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14970409421512224441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1B0RdUAovg/SXCP5Bs38LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YmSsDj8dU7U/S220/DSC01297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939876663193196389.post-1863010674988145862</id><published>2009-08-15T15:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:52:42.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh boy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;youre&lt;/span&gt; forcing me to give you up gradually and i hated so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Youve&lt;/span&gt; change, till i no longer understand and know you. We are drifting apart, i don't even know what are you thinking bout now. Those friends you mixing with, those unreasonable scoldings you gave and those attitude &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;youve&lt;/span&gt; shown. You slapped me with those harsh words that i don't even deserve it, that make me even more pathetic, made me lost my words with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just merely two weeks, a different you. I find it so hard to accept the fact, i don't even know your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;whereabouts&lt;/span&gt;. Problems coming out after another, why is it so. I love you so much that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; given up so much just for the sake of you, we once love so deep, suffer so much just for the sake of being together. We proved others wrong by our actions, but why are you changing so much now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get your sweet messages, all i get was fucked up scoldings. I gave in so much even if it had reached my limits. But damn, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; show appreciation but accusation. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;stucked&lt;/span&gt; in the middle of no where, don't know if i should let go or move on. Sigh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be nothing without you but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; too nothing with you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Youre&lt;/span&gt; enjoying yourself with your friends now, you dint even know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; having a huge emotion problem. Can you give me some assurance or can you give me some hints of what you want instead ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one really understand, sometimes i find that i brought it upon myself. But i never once regretted knowing you, you brought me smiles, love, happiness and most importantly you brought me your 3 sisters who treated me so nicely. I don't know what to say now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bcus&lt;/span&gt; words really can't describe anything now. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; logging off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you so, like how i used to 5years back =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years down the road will we be lover, friends or strangers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1939876663193196389-1863010674988145862?l=howcould-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1863010674988145862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/till-now-i-finally-understand-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/1863010674988145862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/1863010674988145862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/till-now-i-finally-understand-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14970409421512224441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1B0RdUAovg/SXCP5Bs38LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YmSsDj8dU7U/S220/DSC01297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939876663193196389.post-781756892075239202</id><published>2009-08-06T16:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:56:30.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything changed, no longer the same like how we were years back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i seriously don't know what am i thinking about, what i actually want from you. I admit that i don't know how to treasure those times whereby you're such a great boyfriend, you treat me like your precious gem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i always had taken everything you gave for granted, asking for more. Till now, i really understand. Those happiness i had in the past, is totally different from now. I felt a loser right at this moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can assure you anything, but all i have is a heart that loves you. All i hope that you'll stop all your nonsense and change, be in my shoes for a day. You'll understand how hard is it, being me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could turn back the clock, i wished we could stop at the moment. Whereby we're so deeply in love.No matter how hard is it, i'll perservere just to change you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bcus i love you, yeong :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1939876663193196389-781756892075239202?l=howcould-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/feeds/781756892075239202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-we-changed-back-like-how-we-used-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/781756892075239202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1939876663193196389/posts/default/781756892075239202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howcould-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-we-changed-back-like-how-we-used-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14970409421512224441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1B0RdUAovg/SXCP5Bs38LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YmSsDj8dU7U/S220/DSC01297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
