<?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-6594741508676782244</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:20:39.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness fills my heart..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fake-exist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594741508676782244/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fake-exist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>3mokia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446466500835367869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jB96WnXUUiE/SZlpR3BQSdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ozGoFDf2TTI/S220/images%5B3%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594741508676782244.post-6958861111028602228</id><published>2009-09-03T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:16:12.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went to school at 7.20am&lt;br /&gt;was tired..walk to jarret n jimmy they were talking i think about wolf team ba&lt;br /&gt;i told jarret that maple got event hahaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;at classroom was playing paper bullet den miss ong saw..stupid sia..&lt;br /&gt;did nt birng my english work..go out of the class..zzz must copy 5 times for ms tan wa lao...&lt;br /&gt;chinese period hate it..&lt;br /&gt;tio scolded for playing paper bullet..&lt;br /&gt;mr teo come to our class tok to us&lt;br /&gt;den got 2 hr dentention..zzzz&lt;br /&gt;after slack at mac wif jarret,simon,melia and darrion&lt;br /&gt;after that go home wif simon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594741508676782244-6958861111028602228?l=fake-exist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fake-exist.blogspot.com/feeds/6958861111028602228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fake-exist.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-went-to-school-at-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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when you touch my handDon't wanna let you goI love the way you say that I am your manDon't understand why we can't go on and go onDon't understand whyYou don't belong in my armsOhhAnd even if I cried a thousand tears tonight Would you come back to meAnd even if I walked on the waterWould you come out to seaNow I can't spend my life standing byCause even when I miss youYou're still not missing meIt's funny how my heart just won't let it goI just don't understandIt's crazy how the pain seems to overflowThe memories of you here with me by my sideI can't deny that you are the love of my lifeOhhAnd even if I cried a thousand tears tonight Would you come back to meAnd even if I walked on the waterWould you come out to seaNow I can't spend my life standing byCause even when I miss youYou're still not missing meAnd I still cry for youAnd I would die for youI can't believe all the words I heard you sayAnd I still long for youAnd I was strong for youI can't believe that you'd throw it all awayI still cry for youI would die for youI can't believe all the words I heard you sayI still long for youI was strong for youI can't believe that you'd throw it all awayAnd even if I cried a thousand tears tonight Would you come back to meAnd even if I walked on the waterWould you come out to seaNow I can't spend my life standing byCause even when I miss youYou're still not missing meI still cry for youI would die for youI can't believe all the words I heard you sayI still long for youI was strong for youI can't believe that you'd throw it all awayNow I can't spend my life standing byCause even when I miss youYou're still not missing me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594741508676782244-6276982187066995587?l=fake-exist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fake-exist.blogspot.com/feeds/6276982187066995587/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jB96WnXUUiE/SZlpR3BQSdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ozGoFDf2TTI/S220/images%5B3%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594741508676782244.post-8799530050518889460</id><published>2009-09-02T02:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T02:22:32.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Flower accepts witheringWind accepts searchingThere are still some alright injuries in the heartI accept your decisionWho will hold you tightWhat song will you sing to make her happyI wonder when the sky will turn sunnyEarth never stops for anyoneHow happy your are tomorrow has nothing to do with meOur love is a song half sungTime changes the habitHeals the woundAnd cancels my qualification to think of youYour blessing is half sweet, half bitterLike the cold cocoa in my handThe most, most regretful is always the unfinishedThe song I could only sing halfWhether I'm happy tomorrow only concerns meOur love is a song half sungTime changes the habitHeals the woundAnd cancels my qualification to think of youYour blessing is half sweet, half bitterLike the cold cocoa in my handThe most, most regretful is always the unfinishedOther half of the song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594741508676782244-8799530050518889460?l=fake-exist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fake-exist.blogspot.com/feeds/8799530050518889460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fake-exist.blogspot.com/2009/09/flower-accepts-witheringwind-accepts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594741508676782244/posts/default/8799530050518889460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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