<?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-8009863591729213471</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:06:57.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you are the love of my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009863591729213471/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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lucky to answer and write out the solution when my teacher pointed me out since i was sleeping during her period..so proud that moment..she said..'slept also know how to do??' haha..i brust into laughters when she said that..i was so blur when the teacher waken me up..paiseh nia...the whole class laugh..&lt;br /&gt;after school..i took part in australia chemistry quiz..hard paper =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..back to my personal stuff..i was playing facebook just now..i found out that.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.HE&lt;/span&gt; deleted me from his friends list..finally..he did things obviously..when i saw it..i was stunned..how could &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HE &lt;/span&gt;being such cruel?was it real or just an illusion?well..its time for me to wake up..i have to admit that he really deleted me..hmm..why am i wasting my tears crying when i deciding whether wanna give him bday present anot?why?sam is right..as he said..*what is the point i make it and give it to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HIM &lt;/span&gt;when &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HE&lt;/span&gt; dont even take me as his &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;FREN&lt;/span&gt;!!!jamie lee wake up la!move on!dont even care that fellow..*&lt;br /&gt;everyone around me tried to wake me up..why izit i couldnt stand from this injured?izit i need more time to cure or izit i dont even wanna stand and get away from this stupid lie in my life?&lt;br /&gt;vian was right..the reason we end our relationship was my attitude.and if a guy asked you to change..it means that he dont really love you..cause when we loved someone..we love everything about him/her..too bad that he lied me the reason of ending our relationship..&lt;br /&gt;*i prefer being single* what a ridiculous reason.if&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; YOU&lt;/span&gt; prefer being single then why &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;YOU &lt;/span&gt;wanna get things started?wasnt it ended up hurting both of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired with myself to be insane for you..&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;YOU DRIVING ME INSANE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i gonna explode soon..gomenasai..i'm not perfect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end with disappointment-&lt;br /&gt;-11.14 thurs 30/7/09-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009863591729213471-8303784570216074760?l=crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com/feeds/8303784570216074760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com/2009/07/disappointed-all-over-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;so long didnt update my blog..days had been passed away without &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;YOU&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; mandee..happy bufday yar..hope u enjoyed this year bday by our surprise party..well..i'm sorry for not being tough enuff that nite..24/8.to admit anot.i did cried.i dont know why..i had became a sober and sensitive nowadays..i couldnt control my tears rolled down to my cheeks..i missed the ways ur smile that belongs to me.but i missed mine more now..i'm tired fighting all these while by myself while i get to know &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt; had entered ur life..i found out myself and i keep on lying myself..but i get to know that..i am the last one to realise things had been changing..funny rite?i always saw you..but i can felt there's a wall last time..and yet..now was like a building between us..a building that cant be broken down..i wondered..when will the building dissappear..i really missed the way we chat..as a frens..by this time..i'm still waiting u to say hi to me..seriously..just a hi..nothing much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;HIS &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;bday is coming soon..should i make him a present?i'm making it half way now..should i pass it to him?or i just wish him happy bday?or just ignore and pretend forget it?i dont want to do decisions that hurts my own feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trial is coming soon..i couldnt pay attention in class..and i dont have the mood to work for my exams..i'm just a living corps..feeling useless and helpless..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;SHE &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;seems like doesnt need me anymore..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;SHE &lt;/span&gt;having and spending her times with her loved one..i does not meant that i'm jealous or what..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; just seems enjoyed her life without me..i seriously felt left out..i missed the time when we both single and laughed and shared eveything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.i meant &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;..i know i sound selfish..ryte?no matter what i just wanna her be happy with her life..since i cant do anything to her..no more...cause having HIM had made her perfect..my last wish to do something great with her was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*make the best bday present for her and celebrate the day with her..knowing her is the blessing of God..i do take this friend as my life accompany..arigato..to bring up my life and be there when i needed someone the most..you smiled when i was silly..you sad when i was hurt..you hugged me when i'm afraid..u tackled me when i was angry...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you always what to do whenever i changed my mood..but..i felt left out nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether am i the same when i with him..i guess i am..i'm sorry..i knew how it feels and it seriusly pain to take..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009863591729213471-718783013852348079?l=crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com/feeds/718783013852348079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009863591729213471/posts/default/718783013852348079'/><link rel='self' 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it is great to let my july month being happening month for me..last friday 3rd of july i get a duty to replace one of my school mate in bible knowlegde held in my school..in the 4th of july..i reach school early in the morning and start my duty until 1.00..i quickly get home and bath..at 3.30 i went to irene home!wow~1st time to her home~we played piano and her father did scared me..by the questions he headed to me..@.@''' but yet..irene din get to join me to desmond church..desmond invited me to his church activity and i ended up got the permission to go!fuhooo...so happy..desmond fetch me from rene home and we reach his church~nice church..^^&lt;br /&gt;that day was the 1st time i saw him play drum..omg!HAHA...shhhh...&lt;br /&gt;then we had our games and i ended up being the 'mangsa' get wet!everyone start chase after me and i start to run and scream for help..imagine that..swt lea..then we have bbq and get being served~wakaka..met william again..he changed alot..being more muscular these days..dont know what he did with himself..well..as conclusion..i had a great time in that church..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night..i slept at 12.30..since i 11.30 reached home..and yet i couldnt get a good sleep..must thanks to andrew jai..called me up in the middle of the night..this is all because didnt reply me the whole night..he dialled me and try to explain the way to reach his church..4.30..bak to sleep~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;here comes another day~the chilling morning..the bed was so seducing..i didnt feel like waking up..i wanna hide under the blanket..but..thought of my promise..i ended up wake up and bath..when i reach drew's church..everyone welcome me with an open arms..i get to know alots of new friends and this will be a great month for me~Praise The Lord!! i get my morning hug from drew and enjoy the worship in the morning..but...i tuk ngan fun during the sermon..yii...so fish lea..let him catch dou..T.T feel like digging a hole and hide..haha..&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;but ahh..i get to see him play drum that day..5th of july!so yeng..eventhough he look kinda blur case~ wakaka..^^ &lt;/span&gt;after that..i get to know something new in the church during youth sharing time..it was a great time for me to widen my knowledge..thanks to serene..*hope i din spell wrong*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i realised that i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;people have to move on in life..i think..K had moved on in his life..so..i must do the same things too..wake up from my memories and start create my future..i kena NS~i bet God wanna me use that time to widen my friendship web and forgetting K..K was a great guy..but too bad we werent meant together..well..there's still many more guys in this world..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;today...6/7/09..i cut my fridge le..used up my braveness..cause this hairstyle was when i with K..but i seriously know that i cut my hair shows that i let him go in my life and open my heart to othas..i konw this sound silly..but..thats is me~originally me..hmm..let him go doesnt mean i had forgetten him in my life..is just that i had kept my love to him deep down in the earth..people should move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009863591729213471-5805650574133532578?l=crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com/feeds/5805650574133532578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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his mouth..such a disappointment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;today..23/6/09..was the anniversary..i hope he did remember the memories we had before~EVENTHOUGH he need me no more this moment..today i saw him again in chatter..God..why You keep on fooling me like that?i'm totally tired..everytime i tought i had overcome him..i meet him back..again..not even a hi came up..&lt;br /&gt;after having my lunch..i walk to mcd for tuition..when i reach mcd..i meet him again..face to face..he drive his motorbike..when i saw him..i walked quickly eventhough the pain of my leg was bad..but no matter how..the pain in the heart is always  the greatest..am i fated to never let him go from my life or izit just a little fool i made to lie myself ??&lt;br /&gt;i learned to pray to God for the first time..everyone around me seems having bad times..i hope they will be strong and be with me all the times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; sometimes when we wanna to protect someone too much..we will ended up hurting them the most~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear..you have been left me for a month..really a month..time passed too fast..i cant even accept it..yesterday i finally know the REASON you need me no more..&lt;br /&gt;kinda hurt and speechless..i sooo damn hope by that time..i dont even know the reason..i'm disappointed..seriously..i wanna gave up..hope u rmb today's date..24/6/09.the day after a month you need me no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009863591729213471-6369540459907325112?l=crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com/feeds/6369540459907325112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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faithfullness will be repay by my long lasting friendship geh~^^  i felt disappointed.i'm not as tough as you guys think of..was a sentence of *are you ok?* hard to say out?why cant you just take a look at me or neither a glance when you passed by?the greatest shame i got wasnt falling on the road..it was failed to do every single things which linked to you..i followed your back for 6 km..while i fall down during the 7th km..why am i such a failure?i thought i manage to finish it together..i always tought it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....I dont know why..i always expecting much from other people..or maybe i did think too much..are you  just friendly or do you feel the same as i felt? why izit i faced the same problem when the same situation happen to me huh...tired being frustrated by my own imagination~God help me lea~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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childish~'/><author><name>jamielee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641459637719485344</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/_gkBUMsp2QNE/SjkTeouchEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zen7k63wSK4/S220/DSC02110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009863591729213471.post-6662076416341751815</id><published>2009-06-20T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T08:26:35.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet memories~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;yesterday 19/6 was the prom night..i was kinda worried how i look..well everything ended up kinda okay..i curled my hair~thanks rebecca jie jie..^^&lt;br /&gt;well..many things happen to my ji mui yesterday..haix..pity her..&lt;br /&gt;while i was kinda lucky get accompanied by a funny guy..andrew..his shoe spoil during the dinner..poor guy..we ended up singing *Fall For You* when deva's band start to bring the atmosphere up..we enjoy the night by music and dance..&lt;br /&gt;talk about dance..this is the 1st time i dance with a guy..hahaxx..so damn funny..i was wondering..was he dancing or jogging??haha..honestly..i must really thanks him for not leaving me alone that night..well..it was such a regret for not taking pic with him..arghh~sob...T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..talk about today..i went out with him and my friend's bro..we hang out in jj then ended up having our lunch in pizza hut..is kinda fun when someone accidently hit ur ice cream by pizza hut menu..hahaxx..i cant forget that~i just burst into laughter when i start to recall it..hahaxx..&lt;br /&gt;2molo starwalk lu..hope i safety and soundly reach hum..hahaxx...&lt;br /&gt;i must gambateh le eventhough *da bitch is gonna ruin my mood..haix..why lea..she going?bringing up so many trouble and mess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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memories~'/><author><name>jamielee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641459637719485344</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/_gkBUMsp2QNE/SjkTeouchEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zen7k63wSK4/S220/DSC02110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009863591729213471.post-3437821314636360804</id><published>2009-06-18T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T08:29:52.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>useless and hopeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Today i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;LOST &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;everything..I dropped my phone in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;toiletbowl &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;how useless and i..All my hopes and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MEMORIES &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;just fade away from me..I created my memories and yet..i ruin it all by myself..The very first things i tought off when i realised i dropped my phone..I started to think..if *he suddenly text me..and i didnt reply..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;IF IS ALWAYS THE BEST STUFF I CAN SAY RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why am i keep on lying myself and be such a childish thinking..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;LOST IS LOST.&lt;/span&gt;.nothing gonna be the same anymore..but all i can do was just protecting my memories and sweet time in my life..BUT..today i finally destroy everything by myself..was it &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; COINCIDENCE&lt;/span&gt;?i dont know and i dont wish to know it..&lt;br /&gt;knowing nothing is always better than knowing everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k800..can be a cheap and useless phone to some rich people..but for me..it was my treasure..i saved my money and babysit my niece to get the amount of money to get this phone..i bought it last December from my best friend..i only manage to get a second hand k800 cause there's no more new stock of it..&lt;br /&gt;This phone had accompanied me during my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;sweetest time&lt;/span&gt; i ever had and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;bitterest moment&lt;/span&gt; i passed through..I know i cant have this phone anymore..but..please give me miracle that i manage to save my memory card..&lt;br /&gt;there were really really important pictures in my life time..i dont wanna lose it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;-i've failed to keep someone but please dont confisticate my love and memories-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'm sorry..i dont want this happen again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really silly right?i cant bear to lose everything AGAIN..is too hard for me to take all this right now..all in my mind now was just the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;saved messages and pictures&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I had been memorised all my saved messages..but i still want it there for me when i needed it the most..arghh..why am i so careless??even my mum said the same thing to me..i felt USELESS..for not able to protect my stuff and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is gonna be the prom night..i had been waiting this night to come..but now..i dont really have the mood to decide what to wear..i dont want to be weirdo at that night..Last two days,one of my friend invited me to his table..but today..i get to know that i was situated in a table with someone i hate and frustrated the most..haix..everything seems not at my side..i wonder..tomorrow night..will it be the worst night i ever had?well..only God knew it..i just dont want my 1st prom night being a disaster to me..T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009863591729213471-3437821314636360804?l=crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com/feeds/3437821314636360804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com/2009/06/useless-and-hopeless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009863591729213471/posts/default/3437821314636360804'/><link 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friend's message..my friend ask me to pass *his  starwalk cupon to him cause we gonna collect our cloths tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I was deeply hurt and start wonder..why cant he just text me and ask for it?why must *he do that?maybe i'm  too sensitive about *him..but who cares??&lt;br /&gt;Life have up and downs..i believe..today i'm hurted by him..and someday..he will get hurted by another girl that he LOVE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..thanks irene for lending me your hand to create this blog..&lt;br /&gt;and this is my 1st post~  ^^&lt;br /&gt;sorry yar see mun..i dont really in mood to think about sunday today..haix...&lt;br /&gt;love yar lots~&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/8009863591729213471-3320139631555343377?l=crushed-jamielee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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