<?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-2796713760054313935</id><updated>2011-08-09T06:38:39.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day to Remember</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-3581471889120633616</id><published>2010-01-10T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:52:28.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱过就足够</title><content type='html'>每个人都有自己的一首歌，&lt;br /&gt;每当你听到他的时候，&lt;br /&gt;眼泪一直不停往下掉，&lt;br /&gt;而我，就有着这首歌，&lt;br /&gt;我对它特别的深刻，&lt;br /&gt;因为它是cd里头的第一首歌，&lt;br /&gt;有多少时候，&lt;br /&gt;独自驾着车，回忆过去的时候，&lt;br /&gt;听到这首歌，心突然会抽了一下，&lt;br /&gt;然后眼泪会往下掉.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是这首歌..."爱过就足够"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是我爱得还不够 &lt;br /&gt;是不是你真的想要走 &lt;br /&gt;想要抓住你的手 &lt;br /&gt;想要等着爱回头 &lt;br /&gt;想要再一次拥抱你的温柔 &lt;br /&gt;是不是要勇敢地牵手 &lt;br /&gt;是不是该好好过以后 &lt;br /&gt;想要抓住你的手 &lt;br /&gt;想要等着爱回头 &lt;br /&gt;想要把思念当作忘记的借口&lt;br /&gt;你怎么独自泪流 &lt;br /&gt;你怎么为爱强求 &lt;br /&gt;你怎么忍心让我一个人走 &lt;br /&gt;谁的泪不会流 &lt;br /&gt;谁的心在沉痛 &lt;br /&gt;谁让老天安排我们分手 &lt;br /&gt;你怎么说走就走 &lt;br /&gt;你怎么忘了温柔 &lt;br /&gt;你怎么忍心让我苦苦等候 &lt;br /&gt;谁的泪不会流 &lt;br /&gt;谁的心在沉痛&lt;br /&gt;谁让老天安排我们分手 &lt;br /&gt;爱过就足够&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-3581471889120633616?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/3581471889120633616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=3581471889120633616' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3581471889120633616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3581471889120633616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_10.html' title='爱过就足够'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-2820403883660432952</id><published>2010-01-07T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:03:11.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>从前...</title><content type='html'>从前，&lt;br /&gt;有个女孩幻想着自己有个美丽的爱情，&lt;br /&gt;现在的她，拥有了，&lt;br /&gt;可是，女孩开始觉得爱她那个人突然变了，&lt;br /&gt;她渴望的爱情突然变得不真实，不美丽了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有多少时候，女孩很想对男孩说“我爱你”&lt;br /&gt;有多少时候，女孩多么希望每天早晨睁开眼睛就能看到男孩睡在自己旁边安稳的脸蛋，&lt;br /&gt;有多少时候，女孩多么希望男孩会安静的聆听她说话，&lt;br /&gt;有多少时候，女孩多么希望男孩会抓着自己的小手用手温暖着她&lt;br /&gt;女孩是有着多么多的“希望”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩想把小星星 排成爱的图形，&lt;br /&gt;为男孩的天空 点缀一些惊奇，&lt;br /&gt;即使像流星一闪而过 寂寞也情愿，&lt;br /&gt;不求男孩看见 只想为他发光， &lt;br /&gt;天黑的时候，女孩远远陪着男孩，&lt;br /&gt;但，男孩看懂了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们呼吸着一样的空气，&lt;br /&gt;为什么女孩开始感觉不到男孩了？&lt;br /&gt;女孩害怕，常常望着天空的星星，&lt;br /&gt;以前，星星会对着她微笑，&lt;br /&gt;但，现在女孩望出窗外，&lt;br /&gt;微笑的星星不见了.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-2820403883660432952?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/2820403883660432952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-1484024558868312479</id><published>2009-12-19T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T15:31:03.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>我到底是怎么了？</title><content type='html'>我到底是怎么了？&lt;br /&gt;最近都变得很脆弱，&lt;br /&gt;动不动就哭，我知道看我哭的人都会觉得反感，&lt;br /&gt;但我还是控制不了自己的情绪，&lt;br /&gt;爱乱发脾气，爱乱胡闹，&lt;br /&gt;过后就会抱着对不起的心情，&lt;br /&gt;是我错了吗？&lt;br /&gt;还是我本来就不应该这样，&lt;br /&gt;但我就是个爱哭鬼，&lt;br /&gt;连我也讨厌这样的自己..&lt;br /&gt;讨厌死了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要怎样才不会再哭呢？&lt;br /&gt;我几时才会学会坚强呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-1484024558868312479?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/1484024558868312479/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-3705149613083350638</id><published>2009-12-19T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:05:55.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only An Ocean Away</title><content type='html'>I see a shadow every day and night. &lt;br /&gt;I walk a hundred streets of neon lights, &lt;br /&gt;Only when I'm crying. &lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me crying. &lt;br /&gt;So many times you always wanted more, &lt;br /&gt;Chasing illusions that you're longing for. &lt;br /&gt;Wish I wasn't crying. &lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an ocean between us. &lt;br /&gt;You know where to find me. &lt;br /&gt;You reach out and touch me. &lt;br /&gt;I feel you in my own heart. &lt;br /&gt;More than a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;Still goes on forever. &lt;br /&gt;But it helps to remember &lt;br /&gt;You're only an ocean away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was there a moment when I felt no pain. &lt;br /&gt;I want to feel it in my life again. &lt;br /&gt;Let it be over now. &lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh over now. &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I remember all the days and nights &lt;br /&gt;We used to walk the streets of neon lights &lt;br /&gt;Oh I want you here with me. &lt;br /&gt;Oh be here with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an ocean between us. &lt;br /&gt;You know where to find me. &lt;br /&gt;You reach out and touch me. &lt;br /&gt;I feel you in my own heart. &lt;br /&gt;More than a lifetime &lt;br /&gt;Still goes on forever. &lt;br /&gt;But it helps to remember &lt;br /&gt;You're only an ocean away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-3705149613083350638?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-5098488160190261043</id><published>2009-12-16T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:17:47.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>这不是我</title><content type='html'>把自己伪装起来，以为一切都会没事，&lt;br /&gt;把脾气，眼泪，通通收起来，&lt;br /&gt;以为这样伪装，一切都会变得像从前一样，&lt;br /&gt;我错了，反而这样让我更压抑不住，&lt;br /&gt;压抑不住自己的心情与难过，&lt;br /&gt;我忍住脾气，拼命地忍住，&lt;br /&gt;但这样会让自己辛苦难受..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这几天，心情不好，突然好想哭&lt;br /&gt;我努力地为自己找个理由而哭和发脾气，&lt;br /&gt;只要无理取闹，这样我就会恢复正常，&lt;br /&gt;但我却找不到一个适当的理由，&lt;br /&gt;只有一直闷在心里，&lt;br /&gt;不出声，不吵闹，不哭泣，&lt;br /&gt;这不是我..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不理任何事的我，总是先爱发一场脾气的人， 突然变得安静了，&lt;br /&gt;这两天，我连哭都不会了，&lt;br /&gt;脑袋出现了很多疑问，我不停在钻牛角尖，&lt;br /&gt;心情很难恢复平静...&lt;br /&gt;发现自己给了自己无形的压力，真的很累，&lt;br /&gt;这种无形的压力，逼得我好累，&lt;br /&gt;为了功课，为了前途，为了金钱，为了好多好多琐碎的事，&lt;br /&gt;我伤透了脑筋...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我窝在被里，突然，&lt;br /&gt;大哭起来，不知哭了多久，&lt;br /&gt;我把眼泪擦干，很想振作起来，&lt;br /&gt;但此刻的我恨脆弱，振作不起来，&lt;br /&gt;只想不停的哭，可能这样哭累了，&lt;br /&gt;明天就会恢复正常， 我不想钻牛角尖了，&lt;br /&gt;因为这样很笨....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的我就想听些伤心的音乐，窝在被里大哭一场....&lt;br /&gt;把一切都哭出来..这样就会很快没事的.. (T.T),,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Lord is close to the broken-heart and saves those who are crushed in spirit" PSALM 35:18&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-5098488160190261043?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/5098488160190261043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=5098488160190261043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5098488160190261043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5098488160190261043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='这不是我'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-6153709207109183190</id><published>2009-11-29T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T19:01:42.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>想念与思念</title><content type='html'>突然好想家，好想我家，&lt;br /&gt;想念可以自己驾着车到处晃，&lt;br /&gt;虽然我没很多的朋友，&lt;br /&gt;但还是爱驾着车到处晃，&lt;br /&gt;突然，好想离开这里，回到我的家．&lt;br /&gt;回到属于我的地方，&lt;br /&gt;这里的我，每天只会想尽方法让自己穿的暖，&lt;br /&gt;我发誓，我回到家一定要天天穿短裤吊带衣出门！&lt;br /&gt;真的很怀念家的天气，但我知道回到家，&lt;br /&gt;我就会开始想念这里的天气，真是矛盾啊，&lt;br /&gt;真的好想家，想念妈妈的菜肴，想念家的一切，&lt;br /&gt;当然也会想念他&lt;br /&gt;你最近过得好吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-6153709207109183190?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/6153709207109183190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=6153709207109183190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/6153709207109183190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/6153709207109183190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_29.html' title='想念与思念'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-1630212048597463885</id><published>2009-11-11T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:11:40.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>当</title><content type='html'>当....&lt;br /&gt;你有不想做的东西，&lt;br /&gt;但有个人希望我这样做，&lt;br /&gt;现在我做了，&lt;br /&gt;心里难免会有些不好受，&lt;br /&gt;心虽然有点痛，&lt;br /&gt;但，不用紧，&lt;br /&gt;可能是我的偏见，&lt;br /&gt;可能是我想太多，&lt;br /&gt;假如这样能挽回一个朋友，&lt;br /&gt;那，这样应该是值得的，&lt;br /&gt;以后不会这样了，&lt;br /&gt;对不起.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-1630212048597463885?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-3393343515638283160</id><published>2009-11-04T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:45:53.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>哭</title><content type='html'>我很脆弱 .&lt;br /&gt;在这一瞬间，&lt;br /&gt;我很想大哭一场，&lt;br /&gt;把所有委屈不快乐,&lt;br /&gt;歇斯里底地哭出来，&lt;br /&gt;真的好想躲在角落，桌底，&lt;br /&gt;每人发现的地方，&lt;br /&gt;大哭一场....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-3393343515638283160?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/3393343515638283160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=3393343515638283160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3393343515638283160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3393343515638283160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='哭'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-6579361218802805337</id><published>2009-10-29T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:35:59.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>不快乐</title><content type='html'>我最近真的很不快乐，真真的不快乐，我不懂要如何说明解释，而我也懒得解释，应该说是我不想解释，想保持沉默...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总之我就是快乐不起来....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我觉得我自己慢慢被遗忘, 就算一大班朋友出去再也没有我的份，他们不会再叫我，也不会再记得叫我......我觉得很难过， 慢慢的我失去了朋友，失去了人缘，也失去了笑容....开始对世界失去了希望...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心有一点痛....不对，因该说是很痛，眼泪常常会往下掉.... 但我却无动于衷.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看着房间四面墙，我更加觉得自己孤独和可怜，因为我的却是一个人... 很想有人借双耳朵，细心聆听我的话，但我再也找不到这双耳朵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的我真的觉得很孤单&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人是多么善变，转身微笑在一时，转身抛弃另一时....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-6579361218802805337?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/6579361218802805337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=6579361218802805337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/6579361218802805337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/6579361218802805337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_29.html' title='不快乐'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-7946300231356447668</id><published>2009-10-25T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T15:59:24.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我自私</title><content type='html'>人总是自私....我觉得我自己很无能，我很希望你能了解我，但我不能要求太多，因为你也是出自自私.... 我从没埋怨，因为我知道其实是....我懦弱, 我胆怯，我害怕....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能遵守诺言，我比你还有着一万个心痛，一万个不愿意，但我知道....这全是..... 我自私，我懦弱，我胆怯，我害怕....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-7946300231356447668?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/7946300231356447668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=7946300231356447668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/7946300231356447668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/7946300231356447668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_25.html' title='我自私'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-8171602740137103529</id><published>2009-10-10T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:50:27.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“不快乐”请你走吧！！</title><content type='html'>我人在英国，但我的心却停留在马来西亚... 我来了两个星期...任然不习惯这里的一切... 常常还会躲在被里哭.. 谁晓得我是多么的想家....多么的想念马来西亚的一切...这里并不属于我...好想一切都回归原点... 我开始讨厌这里..真的很讨厌...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天我看到了我不该看的东西... 眼泪立刻往下掉...我不懂facebook里面所讲的是不是我...但我有一种感觉就是我....原来我有一个算是很亲密的朋友.... 他竟然讨厌我...还在facebook 让我看到别人留下的留言... 我.....做人一向都很诚恳...假如你真心当我是朋友...我也会当你是朋友，珍惜你... 我不会是要靠利益和名声来交朋友的人...因为我觉得这样就不算时真真的朋友....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友之间有时会有摩擦..对对方觉得不满，但这次facebook的留言有些过重了...我看了心情真的很糟糕..还哭了一整天， 我心在隐隐作痛呢... 假如我这位朋友对我有不满的..真的对不起了....我还是会难过...伤心....不是我不珍惜你所做的东西...只是我已经不晓得要如何珍惜和体会... 毕竟我还时会想他，会想见到他...现在他不能来了...所以心会有一点不甘心..但我却没有怨你亲爱的妈妈....假如你觉得事情是这样的话让你感觉交错朋友的话....那对不起....我要说的是..我交朋友是真诚的....不是像你妹妹所说的...跟你要好是因为利益跟名声....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我来自小康之家，家不算有钱，但我什么都不缺...我还有爱我的爸爸和妈妈，和一个温暖的家...我过的谦虚真诚...但这不代表我要被你的语言伤害...因为我也是有感觉的...一向以来我都很迁就这位朋友...他要的我都会尊重和同意他的决定...但这位朋友好像都没珍惜...假如他不再需要我这个朋友，我也不再需要他...毕竟他不是我的谁....对不起，言重了....彻底觉得失望..."叹气......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但我还是希望那不是我....T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-8171602740137103529?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/8171602740137103529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=8171602740137103529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8171602740137103529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8171602740137103529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='“不快乐”请你走吧！！'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-7597763694527936680</id><published>2009-08-01T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:29:34.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>是非题</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;每段故事都有一篇剧情&lt;br /&gt;每段爱情都像动人旋律&lt;br /&gt;一颗真心却只向着你前进&lt;br /&gt;也许爱 越单纯越着迷&lt;br /&gt;你是窗外另外一片风景&lt;br /&gt;在你眼里我是什么关系&lt;br /&gt;你的呼吸藏在我的爱情里&lt;br /&gt;何时能诚实面对自己&lt;br /&gt;我们从不开口那个言语&lt;br /&gt;那一句我爱你&lt;br /&gt;永远像少了勇气&lt;br /&gt;别人都说 我和你之间的关系&lt;br /&gt;没有人相信只有关心&lt;br /&gt;我们从不正视那个问题&lt;br /&gt;那一些是非题&lt;br /&gt;总让人伤透脑筋&lt;br /&gt;我会期待爱情盛开那一个黎明&lt;br /&gt;一定会有美丽的爱情&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/2796713760054313935-7597763694527936680?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/7597763694527936680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=7597763694527936680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/7597763694527936680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/7597763694527936680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='是非题'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-3378377047815011100</id><published>2009-04-16T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:47:00.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>被你爱过我很快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;我们肩靠肩的站着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;看着不停流动的河&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;这阵子麻烦你了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;被我的爱拉住了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;终于你要走了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;还是想叫你亲爱的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;而自由是你最爱的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;回忆不断倒转着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;时间却又不停的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;彩排我们转过身&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;被你爱过我真的很快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;被你爱过我更懂幸福了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;你紧紧抱我 温柔的我好痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;突然我才懂 你不是不爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;记得一定要好好的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;不管遇见了什么人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;你在我耳边说着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;声音却飞的好远&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;我也终于勇敢了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;被你爱过我真的很快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;被你爱过我更懂幸福了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;你紧紧抱我 温柔的我好痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;突然我懂 你没有我更辽阔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;被你爱过我真的很快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;只是成长要经过悲伤的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;现在我相信 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;那最深刻的爱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;不一定会陪着我们 到老的&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/2796713760054313935-3378377047815011100?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/3378377047815011100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=3378377047815011100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3378377047815011100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3378377047815011100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_16.html' title='被你爱过我很快乐'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-5893743527248951986</id><published>2009-04-08T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:00:45.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我走以后</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;每晚的梦都会重复&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;重复一段路我们曾走的好辛苦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;你感谢我付出&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;更感谢我退出&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;说她更需要照顾&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;听说你比从前幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;我只有满足 还能有怎样的企图&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;当初你迷了路 选择我的脚步&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;是不是有些唐突&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;喧闹的人群中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;陌生的面孔匆匆略过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;感觉每张脸都是你的轮廓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;黎明破晓后 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;多想再一次亲吻你刘海遮住的额头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;安慰我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;我走以后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;你现在的生活&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;会不会也偶尔想起我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;那所谓的以后还是朋友 如何去做&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;你曾经说我走以后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;希望还有联络&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;能够聆听彼此的苦乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;说实在的 我已不能理智对待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;慢慢学会了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;沉默想把你影子摆脱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;或许就不难过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;夜晚没了你在我身边拥抱着习惯了&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/2796713760054313935-5893743527248951986?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/5893743527248951986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=5893743527248951986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5893743527248951986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5893743527248951986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_08.html' title='我走以后'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-5362209370182198611</id><published>2009-04-07T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:26:05.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>纳闷</title><content type='html'>心中有一种莫名的纳闷&lt;br /&gt;这种感觉只会让我无法集中&lt;br /&gt;大概是我不习惯&lt;br /&gt;当我看到“waiting" 这个字&lt;br /&gt;我依然会皱起眉头&lt;br /&gt;显然我还是不喜欢这种感觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;猜想他会和谁在闲聊&lt;br /&gt;脑海里会不知觉出现那张脸&lt;br /&gt;所以特别不喜欢 心又开是闹别扭了&lt;br /&gt;我懂我再也没有资格去过问 这些我都懂&lt;br /&gt;但我还是不愿接受事实&lt;br /&gt;还是很想理直气壮想去过问&lt;br /&gt;对不起 我知道我不该那样&lt;br /&gt;因为我已把你要的自由还给了你&lt;br /&gt;所以我的确没有资格再去过问&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我应该心存感激 因为从你那里我真得学会很多&lt;br /&gt;而我也长大了 一次比一次更能承受悲哀&lt;br /&gt;我们走过昨天 但走不过今天&lt;br /&gt;要放手真的需要很大勇气&lt;br /&gt;要忘了你 就要先忘了自己&lt;br /&gt;当我要再度放开 泪水很自然不听使唤滑下来&lt;br /&gt;我真的很努力在控制自己&lt;br /&gt;但最后我还是被泪水反控制&lt;br /&gt;你像往常一样过得很好&lt;br /&gt;所以更加生气自己不争气&lt;br /&gt;偶尔会想知道 你还会想起我吗？&lt;br /&gt;还是早已忘了我是谁..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心很难受&lt;br /&gt;可爱的室友 不敢吭声&lt;br /&gt;只能让我大哭一场&lt;br /&gt;可爱的她...无奈的我...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-5362209370182198611?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/5362209370182198611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=5362209370182198611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5362209370182198611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5362209370182198611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/04/waiting.html' title='纳闷'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-5350539075637747828</id><published>2009-04-06T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T09:36:28.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我懂了...也长大了...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;你就直接回头吧 她在等着&lt;br /&gt;你不要怕我会哭泣&lt;br /&gt;早就在心底想&lt;br /&gt;想想你说过的话&lt;br /&gt;其实我们不虚假&lt;br /&gt;那就好吧 其实你对我不差&lt;br /&gt;别对我食之无味弃之可惜&lt;br /&gt;虽然你还有感觉&lt;br /&gt;但不是爱情&lt;br /&gt;想想你说过的话&lt;br /&gt;其实我们不虚假&lt;br /&gt;那就好了吧 这些够了呀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱情是秘密 不能成立&lt;br /&gt;就算我爱你也不能够说明&lt;br /&gt;她在你身边逗你开心&lt;br /&gt;我只不过让你歇斯底里&lt;br /&gt;你就让我跟着你一起秘密&lt;br /&gt;我们的事情 说好不提起&lt;br /&gt;让我们 都能够清晰&lt;br /&gt;你和她是不变的 定律&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/2796713760054313935-5350539075637747828?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/5350539075637747828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=5350539075637747828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5350539075637747828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5350539075637747828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='我懂了...也长大了...'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-1232960779976506243</id><published>2009-03-21T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:37:49.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>不了了之</title><content type='html'>最近的我总是忐忑不安&lt;br /&gt;总是有种陌生的感觉&lt;br /&gt;你对我有点冷&lt;br /&gt;冷得我不知所措&lt;br /&gt;我只要你的一句 “我在乎”&lt;br /&gt;这样的感觉就会消失得无影无终&lt;br /&gt;我知道有一天你会发觉我一直都站在那里&lt;br /&gt;不曾离开过&lt;br /&gt;所以我很努力让你知道和感觉到&lt;br /&gt;但..你的冷漠即时打垮我&lt;br /&gt;我开始怀疑和担心&lt;br /&gt;你的关心和疼爱都往那里了?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我所做的决定 我从不后悔&lt;br /&gt;我很坚持我的决定和立场&lt;br /&gt;希望你会知道 而不是对我所做的一切漠不关心&lt;br /&gt;甚至是逃避或冷漠的对待我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不要回想以前你对我有多好和有多关心&lt;br /&gt;因为这都是“以前”&lt;br /&gt;我只要知道你现在会如何对待我&lt;br /&gt;我肯付出因为我觉得你值得&lt;br /&gt;对你 我重来都不要求高效率的回报&lt;br /&gt;我只要你的“在乎”和“重视”&lt;br /&gt;因为你 所以我开始变得贪心和自私&lt;br /&gt;想要拥有你再多一些&lt;br /&gt;就一些些 能吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;头好疼...但我依然会思念你&lt;br /&gt;像往常一样 临睡前为你祷告 为我们而祷告&lt;br /&gt;我没被戏剧影响 “祷告”这门事从小就是我的习惯&lt;br /&gt;每天的我..真的会为了你而祷告...&lt;br /&gt;晚安...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-1232960779976506243?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/1232960779976506243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=1232960779976506243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/1232960779976506243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/1232960779976506243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_21.html' title='不了了之'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-1755012171124849959</id><published>2009-03-10T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T09:40:56.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我跟寂寞在比赛</title><content type='html'>那一天手心里的爱&lt;br /&gt; 我放不开&lt;br /&gt;等一个人多么孤单&lt;br /&gt;我一分钟又一分钟在忍耐&lt;br /&gt;握紧了手心里的爱&lt;br /&gt;我勇敢了起来&lt;br /&gt;当你回来的时候...&lt;br /&gt;我一定要跟你说 别再走开&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-1755012171124849959?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/1755012171124849959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=1755012171124849959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/1755012171124849959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/1755012171124849959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_10.html' title='我跟寂寞在比赛'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-8969657288139604825</id><published>2009-03-05T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:38:23.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>分不清楚</title><content type='html'>有好多的东西 我已分不清楚&lt;br /&gt;独自站着 已分不清什么是雨水和泪水&lt;br /&gt;真的好想逃 好想就这样捉住你的手&lt;br /&gt;不顾一切往前冲 逃离这里&lt;br /&gt;但我知道这样 我会伤害一些无辜的人&lt;br /&gt;而你...也未必想和我一起逃对吧？&lt;br /&gt;这一切..可能只是我的一厢情愿&lt;br /&gt;这样的我是否很自私? 很讨厌?&lt;br /&gt;就像站在泥巴里 不停往下陷&lt;br /&gt;越挣扎就越痛苦 所以我选择停下所有挣扎&lt;br /&gt;让我自私一次 就仅仅一次&lt;br /&gt;就算成了千古罪人&lt;br /&gt;就算..这一切只是幻想...&lt;br /&gt;我也不在害怕和再乎...&lt;br /&gt;因为你...让我有拥有了勇气...&lt;br /&gt;就算有泪水和疲惫&lt;br /&gt;我还是会坚持我所坚持的一切..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-8969657288139604825?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-7125121840618637341</id><published>2009-03-02T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T09:25:41.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱得起</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;如果拥抱不够亲密&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;就溶化在你怀里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;合而为一 是两颗心最近的距离&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;你说这城市太拥挤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;如果只剩下我和你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;还会不会 在乎那些阻力&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;即然爱了就要爱得起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;懦弱会让自己看不起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;燃烧了心只为尽兴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;豁出去爱才有意义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;相信爱了就会爱得起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;就算输了我也输得起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span 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style="color:#663366;"&gt;这场游戏 你玩不玩得起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;既然爱了就要爱得起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;懦弱会让自己看不起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;燃烧了心只为尽兴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;豁出去爱才有意义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;相信爱了就会爱得起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;就算输了我也输得起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;爱是一种与生俱来的能力&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;遇到你就有用武之地...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;浪漫不怕浪费 爱不分错对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;完整才算完美&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;奢侈一些更显得珍贵&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;既然爱了就要爱得起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;为什么你在意谁陪我逛街&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;为什么你担心谁对我放电&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你说你对我,比别人多一些&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;却又不说是多哪一些&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;友达以上恋人未满&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;甜蜜心烦,愉悦混乱&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我们以后会变怎样&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我迫不及待想知道答案&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span 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style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你就能拥有我&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;为什么你寂寞只想要我陪&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;为什么我难过只肯让你安慰&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我们心里面明明都有感觉&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;为什么不敢面对&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我不相信&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;都动了感情却到不了爱情&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;那么贴心却进不了心底&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你能不能快一点决定&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;对我说我爱你&lt;/strong&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/2796713760054313935-613326217674205640?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/613326217674205640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=613326217674205640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/613326217674205640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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disappointed....&lt;br /&gt;when you alone in KL, sick somemore..&lt;br /&gt;No one take care of you...&lt;br /&gt;then u can imagine how "charm" d la....&lt;br /&gt;sad...Sobzzzz...T.T,,,&lt;br /&gt;is Ok, I will be strong and do not manja anyone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-3681610715040850204?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/3681610715040850204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=3681610715040850204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3681610715040850204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 心中有太多不能说的秘密和感受&lt;br /&gt;我 有着不能和任何人述说和分享的秘密&lt;br /&gt;这是我一辈子与某人的秘密和约定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我永远都找不到，到不了那爱情所谓的美好&lt;br /&gt;我一直都在寻找&lt;br /&gt;明明知道最后都不能如我所愿&lt;br /&gt;但我还是不停的越陷越深 我认然愿意等待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;因为我已经停不下来了&lt;br /&gt;我只能往前走 只能见一步，走一步&lt;br /&gt;我很害怕、天知道我是多么的害怕&lt;br /&gt;但 某人你知道吗？&lt;br /&gt;知道我想的是什么吗？&lt;br /&gt;但 我不愿停止 也不愿放弃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你知道吗 要放弃一个人是需要多么多的勇气和毅力&lt;br /&gt;我知道我完全没有那种勇气和毅力&lt;br /&gt;所以我只能像鸵鸟一样 把自己埋在土堆里&lt;br /&gt;不去管和理会任何的东西&lt;br /&gt;现实归现实 但懦弱的我像瞎了一样 聋了一样 不去理会&lt;br /&gt;我以为这样现实就会离我而去 但 事情却并不是那样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 变了许多 那股顽强和倔强已经没有了&lt;br /&gt;某人感觉到了吗？&lt;br /&gt;我 再也没有发脾气 不敢发脾气&lt;br /&gt;因为某人会皱起眉头 不喜欢&lt;br /&gt;我很努力压抑自己 就因为这样所以常常让自己受委屈&lt;br /&gt;但 我不在乎 因为某人你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对我来说某人真的非常重要&lt;br /&gt;没了某人 我知道我会窒息&lt;br /&gt;笑容离我而去 眼泪缠上我&lt;br /&gt;像世界没了色彩 歌声不再动听 所有东西都成了黑与白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在我所面对的东西跟本没人会知道&lt;br /&gt;就只有我和某人了解 大家都活在回忆里&lt;br /&gt;某人你辛苦，累吗？其实我辛苦和累了&lt;br /&gt;妒忌不停地在我心中翻滚&lt;br /&gt;但 我会努力学着控制和掩饰&lt;br /&gt;因为某人你 让我再一次有勇气去和辛苦和累做对抗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“心痛”像是我的好朋友 常常找上我&lt;br /&gt;但 我没有投诉 因为某人&lt;br /&gt;某人懂我的一切 但 我却不懂某人想的是什么&lt;br /&gt;好想知道某人想的是什么&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为某人想的东西并不是我所想的 好希望某人能够明白和谅解我&lt;br /&gt;我无时无刻都害怕某人跟我重复同样的话--“放弃吧，对你会好一点”&lt;br /&gt;可是固执的我总懂我自己该做什么&lt;br /&gt;我 不会轻易放弃 因为还不是时候&lt;br /&gt;等吗？ 我不知道...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“疲惫” 也像是我的知己一样 常常找上我&lt;br /&gt;我不敢和某人说 因为某人又会再一次叫我放弃或离开&lt;br /&gt;每当某人和我说这些的时候 好奇的我会想知道某人会心痛吗？&lt;br /&gt;但 我心却很痛 因为我根本不想离开或放弃&lt;br /&gt;所以某人 不要再叫我放弃或离开 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;让我静静的付出 可以吗？&lt;br /&gt;多相信我一点 相信我所说的一切&lt;br /&gt;因为我一直认为 某人你会懂我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不怕眼泪和疲惫 我会变得坚强 因为某人你.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-8410670060210275737?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-3702397358018879733</id><published>2009-02-17T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T09:21:08.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>612 星球</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;滿園玫瑰 我以為找到我那一朵   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;認真愛了 卻狠狠刺傷我的雙手&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  責備什麼人也沒有用 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 玫瑰都紅 難免看錯    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 望著天空 愛是否活在童話裏頭&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  小王子說 有些事流浪過才會懂&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  原來每顆心都有個洞&lt;br /&gt;找不到真愛 會一直寂寞&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     我但願有一個人在等我&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 在屬於我的612星球  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;好讓我忍著痛也願意往下走&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 不快樂至少要有夢 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    一定會有一個人在等我 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;無條件擁抱著我的所有&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  相遇前我還要翻越多少山丘&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 花別謝太快 請你等等我&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     擦乾眼淚一個人漂流在這宇宙 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 小王子說 愛一定開在某個角落&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 路上相愛的人那麼多&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  我會幸福嗎 在什麼時候 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My fren send me this song...today i very emo...i do not know why...tears keep on droping...my heart is very pain....is really pain...  i got alot of things that have to be keep as a secret and i do not have a suitable fren to share with...i tried very hard to keep those secrets that no one know...those secrets are located deep inside my heart...so, i started to feel tired and i am running away again..from reality...  i miss home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But, I think i miss the PAST more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-9146853814156498341</id><published>2009-02-09T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T07:21:24.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm AlreadyThere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;He called her on the road&lt;br /&gt;From a lonely cold hotel room&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear her say&lt;br /&gt;I love you one more time&lt;br /&gt;But when he heard the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of the kids laughing in the background&lt;br /&gt;He had to wipe away a tear from his eye&lt;br /&gt;A little voice came on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Said "Daddy when you coming home"&lt;br /&gt;He said the first thing&lt;br /&gt;that came to his mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm already there&lt;br /&gt;Take a look around&lt;br /&gt;I'm the sunshine in your hair&lt;br /&gt;I'm the shadow on the ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm the whisper in the wind&lt;br /&gt;I'm your imaginary friend&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;I'm in your prayers&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm already there&lt;br /&gt;She got back on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Said I really miss you darling&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about the kids&lt;br /&gt;they'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;Wish I was in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Lying right there beside you&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I'll be&lt;br /&gt;in your dreams tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I'll gently kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;Touch you with my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;So turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;and close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm already there&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;I'm the beat in your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm the moonlight shining down&lt;br /&gt;I'm the whisper in the wind&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there 'till the end&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the love that we share&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm already there&lt;br /&gt;We may be a thousand miles apart&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be with you wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm already there&lt;br /&gt;Take a look around&lt;br /&gt;I'm the sunshine in your hair&lt;br /&gt;I'm the shadow on the ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm the whisper in the wind&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there ''till the end&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the love&lt;br /&gt;that we share&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm already there&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm already&lt;br /&gt;There&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Touching? ^^&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/2796713760054313935-9146853814156498341?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/9146853814156498341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-8136635431157898770</id><published>2009-02-07T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T08:31:40.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moistfull...</title><content type='html'>MOISTFULL ..wondering what is that rite? is a mask....my fren bought me a mask....we promised to exchanged present on christmas de...and u all know what? today onli i got chance to pass it to my fren....Luckily i passed it to him today if not i think it will become valentine present d...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a Nike bottle for my fren...a grey bottle...actually, i like pink colour...but i think i wont use it for long...so i decided not to buy it but i bought it for my fren as christmas present..i hope he like it...cause i think it is useful...haha..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we exchanged our present in LRT station... i feel shocked when i get his present cause it is from ETUDE HOUSE....it sells some girls stuff de...such as face products, cosmetics and body care products de...so i wondering, he went with who and bought my present?...finally, he bought me a mask named "MOISTFULL"..so, now i am trying whether izit really moistfull? haha^^..wait me finish using, then i will tell u the effect ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,Daddy Fish, thanks ya, do like the present..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, you know what? one of my super duple close fren LOU GAI d...the fren of mine don want answer my fon...i got a lot of things to share with her...i want to show her things...but she ignored me...i feel damn sad lo...cant contact her at all..haiz....i kept calling her...hope that she will answer my fon, but i only felt disappointment....SOBZZ....do miss her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is leaving to australia d...i feel "em she dak" ba...yesterday, phillip is going to adelaide d...so a bunch of frens is going to airport and send him off...but, u know what? i cant even see him ..he had o go in and check in d...but that time me and alan is finding for parking..during the way 2 airport, alan they all drove damn fast la...160...that time i talking on the fon, i just cut the conversation off and "HELP" alan to see cars...i just know how to scream inside the car...cause they all drive like MAD ppl.... Mei QI is leading the way....She drive MY V...but hoh, she can speed till 160...so this already proved that....PERODUA punya car can speed de...no DOUBT..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn scared when sittiing in the car...cause too fast d...kok wei told me he can feel that all the trees and things is flying pass the window..and i just can tell him, i no time to see those scene outside alan's car....haha...damn dangerous...Mei qi wanted to cut a loooong lorry...and there is a bus coming on the opposite road...alan's car is at the back of mei qi's car, we cant cut the lorry cause there is not enough time...can u imagine, u are looking your fren driving at the back, and the bus is coming opposite..and nearly...."BANG" her...?!!!!!what the....mei qi....don drive like that d!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, kok wei also the another one, nearly "BANG" a kancil....Me and Alan saw it.....!!!! phew....one word to describe....DANGEROUS....plsss ar..no next time...if not i think i will cry....if want eat seafood in KLANG....send our fren off onli we go and enjoy...cause last nite is an experience for me...BAD EXPERIENCE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-8136635431157898770?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/8136635431157898770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=8136635431157898770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8136635431157898770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8136635431157898770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/02/moistfull.html' title='Moistfull...'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-4310043729079960043</id><published>2009-02-05T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:22:45.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>我还想她</title><content type='html'>Long time din update my blog d...chinese new year is going to end...this year, i had a boring new year...^^ blek... i heard a song today...i fall in LOVE with that song....i think...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;泪水将我淹没 到底谁该难过&lt;br /&gt;究竟是谁放掉 这段感情&lt;br /&gt;我才终于明白 办不到的承诺&lt;br /&gt;就成了枷锁&lt;br /&gt;现实中幸福永远缺货&lt;br /&gt;请告诉她 我不爱她&lt;br /&gt;笑着难过 自我惩罚&lt;br /&gt;想终止这 一切挣扎&lt;br /&gt;横了心说真心谎话&lt;br /&gt;别告诉她 我还想她&lt;br /&gt;恨总比爱容易放下&lt;br /&gt;当泪水堵住了胸口&lt;br /&gt;就让沉默 代替所有回答&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我才终于明白 办不到的承诺&lt;br /&gt;就成了枷锁&lt;br /&gt;现实中幸福永远缺货&lt;br /&gt;请告诉她 我不爱她&lt;br /&gt;笑着难过 自我惩罚&lt;br /&gt;想终止这 一切挣扎&lt;br /&gt;横了心说真心谎话&lt;br /&gt;别告诉她 我还想她&lt;br /&gt;恨总比爱容易放下&lt;br /&gt;当泪水堵住了胸口&lt;br /&gt;就让沉默 代替所有回答&lt;br /&gt;我不爱 我不痛 我不懂&lt;br /&gt;我的心早已经掏空&lt;br /&gt;真心话言不由衷&lt;br /&gt;请告诉她 我不爱她&lt;br /&gt;笑着难过 自我惩罚&lt;br /&gt;想终止这 一切挣扎&lt;br /&gt;横了心说真心谎话&lt;br /&gt;别告诉她 我还想她&lt;br /&gt;恨总比爱容易放下&lt;br /&gt;当泪水堵住了胸口&lt;br /&gt;就让沉默 代替所有回答&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别告诉她 我还想她&lt;br /&gt;就让沉默 代替所有回答&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This song quite meaningful for me...i "gek lou" someone today..i tried to download this song today, but i cannot download it...my fren purposely online and help me download...u know..i very bad...my fren wait me online so she can send to me de...but i went out v my frens so i came back late...she angry d..i think...anyway...don angry d ler k? i know i am bad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i very appreciate what u do...thanks ya...don angry d ya..muackz ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baby fish Rene is missing someone now...Sobzzz...You know who?....haha^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-4310043729079960043?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/4310043729079960043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=4310043729079960043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/4310043729079960043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/4310043729079960043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='我还想她'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-5229850105641601071</id><published>2009-01-16T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:47:28.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel RESTLESS...</title><content type='html'>Everything is coming to me in one shot...i feel extrmely restless and sad...i do not why i feel this way...Yesterday, my friend told me he wanted to get married...this phrase keep on repeating in my mind...WANTED TO GET MARRIED...i do not know why, i think alot ...really alot... Marriage...is a long way for me to go...but for someone, they are actually planning to get married...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel lost in everything... i lost my confident...i lost my happiness... Why i always think negatively? i want my heart back... no matter how hard i searched, i still cant get my heart back...or lets talk in a different way, i do not wish to take back my heart.. U said u will give bck my heart...i cannot imagine that moment when i take back my heart from you... i really cant imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always told myself that you are not good enough...You are not the one i need...I always told myself this kind of things...but when i told myself these, i will find some other reasons to say that actually you are not bad...may be we met in the wrong timing...or actually we are not suitable for each other at all...i do not trust in True Love...for me, there is no true love...for me, relationship is only a process...may be from the start, you do not like someone much, but when time pass, you cant lose her or him in your life...this is what you call relationship..there is no true love at all...this is what i learned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not what should i do...everyone is telling me that i am not alone...but actually i am...i feel extremely LONELY...i am so fragile now...i always go to class alone..wait for the bus, wait for the LRT, walking to class..ALL ALONE... when i alone, my tears can just drop anytime...i cant control myself de..when i stuck the earphones in my ears, i will feel emo..then tears will drop..so stupid rite? cried in the bus and walking alone..the people around me will feel that i am extremely weird and childish...but i do not care how people see me cause this is me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have alot of time to think... but i just want to escape from reality...i do not want to think...i just want to hide myself, i know i am very stupid when i do this.. but i really hope to hide myself...i want to go a place that is no one can recognise me...but.. i know i cant do this...I want SUNSHINE... i do not want RAIN... i want LAUGHTER, i do not want SADNESS... i know we can control ourselves by stop thinking those negative and sad things...but i cant...for this moment..i really cant...please forgive me... SORRY....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-5229850105641601071?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/5229850105641601071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=5229850105641601071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5229850105641601071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5229850105641601071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-feel-restless.html' title='I feel RESTLESS...'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-6433712179114956531</id><published>2009-01-05T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T07:29:18.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>孤单的人总说无所谓</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;我的心真得累了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;难道你一点也看不见&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;解释再多也不能改变&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;感情不能靠我一个人挽回&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;开始学着不要人陪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;假装孤单也是一种美&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;大街上的情人双双对对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;让我看得心越来越碎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 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Once ago, may be you are very important to your fren, but now may be your fren do not need you anymore in their life...QUite sad rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this afternoon, they said they want to go and meet their friends and said will call me and confirm later where we are going...actually i agreed to go for a place with my another gang of friends...i "fong fei gei" them cause i want to acc them.U know what, i waited for the whole day...i keep on checking whether my fon rang? everytime when i checked, i feel disappointed. My fon do not even have a message...so, i told myself may be they are busy, they will called me for dinner...at the end, they do not and ask me do not wait cause they are in another place with some friends...when i heard that, i feel that i really done TOO much...i not blaming them cause i am the one who decided to acc them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not have my dinner yet, but is ok ...i don think i don have any mood to have my dinner d... This fren , i really do appreciate...i know my friend do not come to Ipoh always, so i decided to give all my time to them, BUT, i am doing too much...I got alot of things to share and talk to my fren, but i do not have that chance... I told my parents that i am going back to KL cause i am going do find A house to move in...but i am not actually...But is not important anymore cause i think i should not follow my fren go back to "KL"... cause i really think that i should not think too much anymore... i gave my fren a chance but no one will really appreciate the chance, so i think i am giving up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year is coming, but why i do not feel that things are going to be NEW? I do not like GOOD-BYE...but now, i will say GOOD BYE to the year of 2008 and i will welcome the year of 2009....GOOD-BYE 2008 and the most important thing is..GOOD-BYE to all my SADNESS....i will welcome the new year with a NEW HEART...this is what i should do rite? i know i will think back what i did in 2008, but i will make sure i learned something in that year... I WILL BE STRONG....SOrry, cause i know i still the same...i like to CRY...very sorry fren, i cant change this...Very very sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* may be i spoilt my frens mood today, they should be celebrating now, i would like to apologize..i will still wish them HAPPY NEW YEAR..very SORRY...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-8556587457204712334?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/8556587457204712334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=8556587457204712334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8556587457204712334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8556587457204712334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-bye-2008and-good-bye-sadness.html' title='Good Bye 2008...and Good Bye- SADNESS'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-3646981406719833059</id><published>2008-12-25T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T02:23:17.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>我不想忘记你</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我在向前走却像在退后&lt;br /&gt;我在用想念狂欢寂寞&lt;br /&gt;越快乐就越失落&lt;br /&gt;爱将我们高高举起以后&lt;br /&gt;再让心学会坠落&lt;br /&gt;怀念这宽阔的天空&lt;br /&gt;虽然那里空气很稀薄&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我努力想起你笑着哭泣&lt;br /&gt;让自己深爱你再学会放弃&lt;br /&gt;我不想忘记你&lt;br /&gt;就算可以&lt;br /&gt;我宁可记得所有伤心&lt;br /&gt;我努力想起你苦也没关系&lt;br /&gt;用祝福和感激勇敢失去你&lt;br /&gt;爱你这个决定&lt;br /&gt;虽然艰辛&lt;br /&gt;我不说对不起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人不懂什么是拥有&lt;br /&gt;两个人不懂怎么把握&lt;br /&gt;越在乎就越脆弱&lt;br /&gt;爱将我们高高举起以后&lt;br /&gt;再让心学会坠落&lt;br /&gt;怀念这宽阔的天空&lt;br /&gt;虽然那里空气很稀薄&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我努力想起你笑着哭泣&lt;br /&gt;让自己深爱你再学会放弃&lt;br /&gt;我不想忘记你&lt;br /&gt;就算可以&lt;br /&gt;我宁可记得所有伤心&lt;br /&gt;我努力想起你苦也没关系&lt;br /&gt;用祝福和感激勇敢失去你&lt;br /&gt;爱你这个决定&lt;br /&gt;虽然艰辛&lt;br /&gt;我不说对不起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-3646981406719833059?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/3646981406719833059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=3646981406719833059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3646981406719833059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3646981406719833059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='我不想忘记你'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-7077734907526060235</id><published>2008-12-20T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:02:52.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song that Remind me of someone...</title><content type='html'>I heard a song today... it reminded me of someone that is special to me... When things come to certain point...it will be very tiring....u start to choose to forget...meanwhile, u are struggling cause there is a voice that asking me not to forget and give up.... i told u i will be waiting patiently, as u said, u start to ask yourself how long can u stand...When nobody is beside you when u alone... no one talk to u in the night...u start to feel that all things is going wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i miss you but i realised may be u do not need me anymore in your life...When i think of that...i totally lost...i do not know what should i do if things really come that way...You are so important to me...and i am very sure what am i thinking for now...If things really come that way, then what am i going to do? i do not dare to think cause i know is scary and hurting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u din reply me, i will start to think much...and think alot of nonsense...u say u will sort out your mind when things are being settled...and i really feel unsecure and i scared when i trust u more...you will take things for granted....You are right...i am crying and i do not have any flu... U said u don like tears and how can i tell u i am crying cause i miss u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like people saying "take care"to me..because it seems like saying bye bye and really "take care" of yourself... it is like ending a relationship and we will not see each other anymore... so, i really hate this "take care".... i am trying hard to hide myself...but u seems to know everything..and this will make me miss u even more....i pray and i pray...why things do not come in the way i want? i am scared at this moment....who can i tell and who can share with me...? cause really not many friends that know what am i thinking and what situation am i in....i feel unsecure and totally lost...sobzz...T.T..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85717/sharon618/9b62715c481850e1366f3f7c3be11a2a.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-7077734907526060235?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/7077734907526060235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=7077734907526060235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/7077734907526060235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/7077734907526060235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-that-remind-me-of-someone.html' title='A Song that Remind me of someone...'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-3694034669851783472</id><published>2008-12-17T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:30:10.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am super TIRED...</title><content type='html'>You know what is the time now? It is 5 am in the morning...i feel tired...at this time, i should be lying in my blanket and dreaming...but i stil awake here and blogging...This become one of my habit d...Before offline and off my laptop, i wish to post somethind new in my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i am doing one of my assignment, so i stayed until so "early" in the morning...i really feel the tiredness...i faced the laptop for 6 hours d...is very tiring... i have the last 2 parts to finish my public law assigment...but i really do not wish to continue...cause i very lazy and dizzy...So, i will continue it tomorrow...and start another assignment  tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i am doing the assignment...i cant concentrate actually..i do not what am i thinking...i cant control myself....if i feel tired, i will take a short rest by reading my friends blog...and u guess what? i saw a friend of mine is replying another friend of mine de question in her blog...erm..may be she is right...should i turn back? May be as what she said..let go is a better choice...do not turn back and jus walk straight...can i do this? can my friend who was asking and need an answer, can do this also? i feel scared if my friend take the advise cause i feel that... " HEARTBREAKING" is waiting me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can tell u is...i should turn back for my own ..may be for this moment or may be for a longer period...i think i wont give up so easily...maybe for my friend...she need someone to guide her..and give her opinions...no matter what is your decision...i will support u...although it will be hurting ...but i cant be so selfish... cause this is what u want..But honestly, when i read that blog...ermmm...i really do feel hurt and scared...cause may be the another friend of mine will just follow what the friend had said...i know is confusing..about who and who...but i know the one reading it..will know...rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*YAwn* is time to sleep.. TIRED...sleep then dont think so much...what i can do is...WAIT PATIENTLY....and i know..by one day, when my friend sort out her mind..she will tell me the answer...i believe she will make her mind clear and think of it all over again after she settled her things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite? the beloved friend of mine... you know who you are... nite nite my friend..Do miss u and hope to see u soon... tata ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-3694034669851783472?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/3694034669851783472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=3694034669851783472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3694034669851783472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3694034669851783472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-super-tired.html' title='I am super TIRED...'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-5487614724018365590</id><published>2008-12-16T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:55:17.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is things going Rite soon? baby Fish Rene hope so*</title><content type='html'>I just talk to someone...i feel extremely better after finish talking....Phew...feel tired...when u want to explain about those misundestandings...it really need alot of time and patience....i do not know what should i do...but i will prefer to WAIT...while waiting...may be i will feel horrible and lonely...but i choose to WAIT..cause i wont give up so easily..may be there will be a time that u told me something unnecessary ....when that time come and i will TOTALLY quit.. But for now..i don wish to quit cause i know what am i thinking now...don feel that i am a burden to u..cause i am not!!! i am big enough to decide my things and think properly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i live like a dead people..normally i talk loudly and laugh loudly...but this few days...i keep quiet and my uncle feel extremely weird...y i become so quiet? u know why..no need explain... today i went out with my fren but i can feel that my heart is not with me...terrible..tsk tsk.. i walk like a dead ppl...i eat like a dead ppl...i drive like a dead ppl..normally i drive very ganas de..cause kl-drivers ma...and u know what?!! i drive like turtle today...and i went wrong directions...i want to go to Giant and buy ESKINOL...but i tell u a secret...shhh...i do not know where i went..when i realise, it is too late..what i can do is i just turned back and i went back home....stupid rite? so, i am going there tomorrow again..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is time to sleep , cause my eyes is bengkak...and tired...should rest more...haiz....nite everyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-5487614724018365590?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/5487614724018365590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=5487614724018365590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5487614724018365590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5487614724018365590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-things-going-rite-soon-baby-fish.html' title='Is things going Rite soon? baby Fish Rene hope so*'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-5591085700826167384</id><published>2008-12-15T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:10:50.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking-Down</title><content type='html'>U said u do not want to lose me as a fren and do not want to hurt me....but...what i can tell u is...U are hurting me more by getting close to me and giving hope to me....Just go away and i will quit....i do not hate u at all....U just go away..i will be more independent from this second...i know is hard to lose someone in my life but i will try hard...do not feel guilty and don worry about me anymore...i am ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What u should do is go toward to your ex...and tell her what u think..just tell her u need her and i think she will be understand...good luck to you....for now....i need to heal my wound and keep myself away in a dark and lonely world...There is alot of things i should think on my own and decide on my own...One day, when i walk out from this scary and lonely world...i will be brand new again....I hope this day will come fast and i want myself to be totally brand new..I will pull myself to the right track again...and i swear..!!! i will not go into that track again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this moment...tears keep rolling down and i really cant control myself at all..but is ok...let it be...Sadness, heartbreaking .... please leave me as far as u can...do not stick on me...i do not need u though... I will get better and better...and one day may be when U pass by me... i will forget U and have my happy life again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i cannot see sunshine now...but i know i will see it soon.. Rainy days will leave me and i will see a rainbow again... Now, u have your own life and i have my own life also...just face the days with a sincere heart and do not hurt anyone again...cause i know...is REALLY HURT..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-5591085700826167384?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/5591085700826167384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=5591085700826167384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5591085700826167384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5591085700826167384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/12/breaking-down.html' title='Breaking-Down'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-5118322313488268639</id><published>2008-12-14T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:39:16.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am going back to IPOH..my beloved hometown..</title><content type='html'>Now is 2.29 pm...and i am going back later in 3.45pm by taxi..you know what..i just woke up and straight away go to online already...and the first thing i see is my fren's blog...funny rite? last time, when i was connected to the line , den i will go view my frenster profile.haha..anyway is ok..i got a bunch of frens started to blog...i feel duh...har? i blog since 2 years ago and now izit you all punya new trend? such an outdated rite? DONT FEEL OFFENSIVE here..i have the right on what i say and don sue me cause i will sue you back!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me blogger is a good place to communicate..what u think and when u have no courage to tell what u think, den BLOGGER is the best place to throw all your thinkings...not bad rite? so when i feel sad, i will blog...if no sad, no blog will be updated..!!!haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days i feel more...should i say it was "happier" or what...cause my heart got a lot of feelings....or may be i feel "relief"? "sad" ? Dont know la...let it be ba..cause i am going back to ipoh!!!! there, my parents will treat me the best....so what should i worry? haha...i will here again in next year january cause my house's maxis connection is extremely bad so cannot online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will miss you all...will miss blogger.. will miss facebook and alot...see you all soon...and u guess what..i am HUNGRY now....have to go to bath and get prepare...see ya, buddies..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-5118322313488268639?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/5118322313488268639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=5118322313488268639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5118322313488268639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5118322313488268639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-going-back-to-ipohmy-beloved.html' title='I am going back to IPOH..my beloved hometown..'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-5371107960726378131</id><published>2008-12-12T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:09:27.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Fish Rene, You can be BETTER..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A new day for me...totally brand new....ermmm...i got a wound...deeply in my heart..just feel hurt and i know i will be better and get well soon...what i need is TIME...i know i can...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly this come into my mind....When i heard this...totally heart breaking...This song i heard from my fren i pod for the first time, that time when i hear, i feel nothing and the melody is very nice..when u go through the lyrics is really heart breaking...At first, i thought i can stand for it, but i am wrong..I CANT...i know i am giving up all the things now..but i promise i will be back myself soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃不能吃 睡不能睡 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;没有了你 全都不对 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;都学不会 把爱敷衍 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;用笑容来把眼泪催眠 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;笑不能笑 哭不敢哭 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;人不像人 鬼不像鬼 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;朋友都说这 不过失恋 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;但我却连呼吸都胆怯&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;能不能不爱了 因为爱太痛了 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我痛得快死了 却无法把你忘了&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;能不能不爱了 爱情它太痛了 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我痛得快死了 却无法把爱割舍 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After this song i heard another song...and it is about....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After this song, i heard another song..and it is about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;你有权利情绪化 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;你不一定要坚强 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;但有些事情 不能伪装 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;别为自己设了框 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;我懂失去的悲伤 也懂进退的挣扎 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;但想起过去 都是失望 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;又何必要放不下&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;是习惯 还是爱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;不放心 还是不甘心 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;只有你自己知道解答 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;其实你没有那么爱他 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;真的不需要那么想他 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;编织过的梦想 自己也可以抵达 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;谁说一定要有他 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;其实你没有那么爱他 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;没有深陷到不可自拔 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;认清了真心话你就放得下 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;我懂失去的悲伤 也懂进退的挣扎 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;但想起过去 都是失望 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;又何必要放不下 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;是习惯 还是爱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;不放心 还是不甘心 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;只有你自己知道解答 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;其实你没有那么爱他 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;真的不需要那么想他 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;编织过的梦想 自己也可以抵达 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;谁说一定要有他 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;其实你没有那么爱他 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;没有深陷到不可自拔 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;认清了真心话你就放得下&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;深呼吸 抬头望 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;发现天空很宽广 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;这世界那麽大 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;幸福总会在某个地方 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;其实你没有那么爱他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;真的不需要那么想他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;拥有过的计划留给值得的对象 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;你知道不会是他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;其实你没有那么爱他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;没有深陷到不可自拔 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;认清了真心话你就放得下&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But at the end...i think the first song suit me more... everytime when i hear this two songs...i'm like forcing myselfy to choose between this two songs..i will still go for the first song..for this moment i do not want to forget those memories..although is hurting...if i force myself to forget it means that i will remember them more..just let the TIME bring all my sadness away...i know i will get well soon...and i know i MUST not I WILL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S- Do not ask me why, friends... i do not wish to answer those questions....after read my blog...just keep it in heart and support me silently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-5371107960726378131?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/5371107960726378131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=5371107960726378131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5371107960726378131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5371107960726378131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-fish-rene-you-can-be-better.html' title='Baby Fish Rene, You can be BETTER..'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-2780765284175727400</id><published>2008-12-11T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:40:43.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop saying SORRY..</title><content type='html'>Stop saying sorry to me....because it is really not important anymore...i just finished my exam to day..so i should be happy rite? But something came in suddenly and i do not know what should i do...i still have three more assignments to go but i think i cant do it well now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY is only a word to me..and it doesn't bring any meaning to me...since you want things go this way...then i will respect you...stop saying those words to hurt me cause i cant stand it...i beg you...just go away..now i am the one who need to be alone..Do not blame yourself and i really cant forgive u now...and i think i am the one who should say SORRY....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-2780765284175727400?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/2780765284175727400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=2780765284175727400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/2780765284175727400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/2780765284175727400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/12/stop-saying-sorry.html' title='Stop saying SORRY..'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-6338225030258032883</id><published>2008-12-08T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:38:09.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is in Your HEART?</title><content type='html'>Just wondering...who is actually in your heart...today i accidentally saw a blog in my fren's frenster...i read two blog...i feel that i am bad...may be worse...i just want to ask what is the meaning in the two blog...my heart was trembling...questions keep on bursting out in my mind... and i come to an conclusion...RS...is not me~...when i type until here, i just stared at the laptop... the song that i am hearing is too loud but i do not even feel that cause my mind is full of unnecessary questions...i saw the shoutout in your frenster..and now... i even wondering, who you mentioning...i know i should not suspect you...but i just...asking myself...and try to find an answer to those questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt "heart pain"..... the song  keep repeating and i feel like crying...i control myself... is not time to cry but should sort things out...and my tears do not dare to flow out without my order...if your heart still have another person, and u cant even put down her...why now u will come to me...i just wondering and do not know y...isn't it  hard when your heart still have the person shadow? meanwhile u are coming to me? i hope what i read is not true so i decided go to read my fren's blog for the second time...and ..what i read is true...i see it with my own eyes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-6338225030258032883?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/6338225030258032883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=6338225030258032883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/6338225030258032883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/6338225030258032883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-is-in-your-heart.html' title='Who is in Your HEART?'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-514127517758541185</id><published>2008-12-06T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T05:26:08.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-HONESTY- and baby fish rene is getting TOUGHER..*this is what she thinks*</title><content type='html'>I am not that honest that u might think.... T.T I am extremely down.....cause i knew i done something very very very bad...EXTREMELY BAD...Lord i asked for your forgiveness..cause i am sin-ing....In our life, there are things that can make u extremely down, but i do not wish to tell you what is that.... What i feel is.... this few months, i am trying to live for a better life...but...i try to change myself to a tougher person and i promise i wont rely on anybody again.. *this is what she thinks again without doing it*..SOBZZZZ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, 5th of December, i will remember this day....cause i done something very very bad until i nearly do not wish to forgive myself.. I know what is it....and i do not wish to tell anyone...A person came to me and she told me that i should not do that...and i know i should not have did it, BUT i still did it...i am struggling and i feel extremely bad...Lord, u know what is that, i hope i will get your forgiveness....I need someone to support but i don think i have the right to get anyone punya support....cause i am bad...!!! SO, the feeling of struggling came to me again...SORRY, i not that useful and honest as you think..what can i say is, SORRY !!!!Sorry DADDY, MUMMY.....I not that innocent girl as you all think, i am very bad...extremely bad....&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BABY FISH RENE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; should change her name to &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVIL RENE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....i do not deserve the "BABY FISH "...i am "EVIL"...i am "DEVIL"...please don tell me what should i do...cause i know i am wrong...very wrong...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-514127517758541185?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/514127517758541185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=514127517758541185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/514127517758541185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/514127517758541185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/12/honesty-and-baby-fish-rene-is-getting.html' title='-HONESTY- and baby fish rene is getting TOUGHER..*this is what she thinks*'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-3051578189575159408</id><published>2008-12-05T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:31:31.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As u Said... You DON Like Tears..</title><content type='html'>What u means by "cry"? Sad and "sum tong" only will cry ma...if not? why will cry without reason... I don like tears also...Everyone that know me know i am a "happy go lucky" de people. So i wont drop my tears if i not sad untill that standards.. but don know why hoh... this few months , i cant control my tears de..little bit little bit then i cry..Sometimes, even i angry myself i will cry also.. i do not know y..when i angry..just don talk to me or ignore me when i am crying..cause i not angry anyone...i just angry myself... BUT P.S.. after a while u must talk to me and don ignore me...the best is TUM back me..HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few months, i realised that i do not feel "safe" all the time..as what chinese educated people said "an quan gan"..and i like to rely on someone that can give the feel of "safe" to me... so when the person ignore me, i will angry myself because i think that i do not worth until that stage u will pedulikan saya...so i angry myself...until my tears drop.. Then i will start thinking nonsense, is that i not good enough? i tried my best to control myself but i cant...tears still will roll down...so now, although small matters, i will cry also...so please for give me k? i really do not wish to cry infront of anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time, although i am facing difficulties, i still will face it cheerfully and think positively... but now, i always think negatively...and feel that i am alone in this world... but i forgot that when i am lonely, GOD is still with me...so Praise the Lord.. i am not alone..!!! i will seek him more and ask him take all my sadness away and fill me with joy..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if i cry in front of u all...please ignore me a while....den u know what should u do next... if u can make me cry infront of you, means u are important for me and i will really apreciate you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I DO NOT LIKE TEARS!!!!! &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/2796713760054313935-3051578189575159408?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/3051578189575159408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=3051578189575159408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3051578189575159408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3051578189575159408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/12/as-u-said-you-don-like-tears.html' title='As u Said... You DON Like Tears..'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-6671596162715454021</id><published>2008-11-15T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:22:39.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless Nite...</title><content type='html'>I feel restless tonight...i do not know why..i felt this suddenly, i just feel restless...not only restless, my heart is pain...i felt this kind of pain again...erm...what i am doing now? sometimes human will think all the negative ways and forget that there are still other choices out there..why must i think negatively? i should think positively so that i will feel better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i admit that i very "small gas" ..u know what i mean...i do not like ppl talk loudly and shout at me...when you shout at me, i will get a shock first and i wont feel want to talk to that person in the next few hours...i really really do not like ppl TALK loudly to me..in the eyes of them, actually they are talking to me...but i will feel that they are shouting at me...you know who you are...i really do not like this....as what u say, u do not like i raise my voice, so do i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" When i turned back, you are not the same anymore". This phrase suddenly came in my mind..so i posted it on my msn....i really do hope this will not happen again..cause i really do not like ppl raise their voice to me, i cared my frens, and i cared You also..so try to think back how i treat you, and then only u decide am i wrong or right..Everyone have their own likes and dislikes...i know yours..so please, you have to know mine too...i respect u and u should do that to me too...when u raise your voice to me, actually i am crying and struggling in the same time...just that u do not know..cause i promised, i wont cry in front of you again...this is what i feel....sorry, if this post did offend you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-6671596162715454021?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-2112997270364171034</id><published>2008-11-05T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:39:09.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E5 ...Where are you?</title><content type='html'>i just read kenny punya blog..i feel lonely again...i don know why...i am going out later with kok wei later because we want to celebrate alan and veenee birthday...kenwei, phillip, vincent,  alan, gui yang ,vee nee and liching is going as well...actually, i am going back to ipoh tonite de...but i really hope to meet my old frens...so i decided to ask daniel to pick me up at the place we are celebrating ppl birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...i do not know why i feel down suddenlly, may be is kenwei ba..he is bringing his gf out later.. actually i am ok with it, is just that no one even tell me he is going until just now i heard alan mentioned it...i really thought i can cope and handle with my own feeling de..but when i heard what alan said, i feel down down down.... i already told myself to move foward, but sometimes, i will think back...think for a moment... now i also don know what is in my mind...i just feel ...i also don know what i feel.. yeah, i should go for the reunion..for what i scared and worry..cause we are still frens...hoho..^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-2112997270364171034?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/2112997270364171034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=2112997270364171034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/2112997270364171034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/2112997270364171034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/11/e5-where-are-you.html' title='E5 ...Where are you?'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-8477393428531735380</id><published>2008-10-23T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T02:15:53.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is in my mind actually?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes is just very hard to get all the things out of my mind...Is not that i don want get all those things out from my mind..is just that i do not know what to do...sometimes when you get tired of something, you will try to let go and forget about what is happening at the first place...i know i am at the wrong track and i am trying to pull myself back to the right track...but the problem is, i cant even control myself and i lost my mind....what should i do now? I feel like i don have a right person to talk what am i thinking...is very hard when nobody at your side when you is suffering, when you need advice, when you need a hug or even when u need a person to wipe away your tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New sem is starting, and i don know what to do again, i have no goal in my life, i don know what to achieve also...So, i am having a boring life and what should i do to get this feeling off my heart?i do not have the passion to study anymore.. what should i do then? I am having a tough period now...Haiz...i think i need to think about this again...really hope to get all the things on the right track again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-8477393428531735380?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/8477393428531735380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=8477393428531735380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8477393428531735380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8477393428531735380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-is-in-my-mind-actually.html' title='What is in my mind actually?'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-279957902276493491</id><published>2008-06-03T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T07:32:29.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new Start</title><content type='html'>The contract law - Mistake is driving me crazy ler..really feel sien er..tomorrow our teacher, mr Adnan, is giving us a test on MIstake... i feel scared cause tomorrow it is a close book test...i started to worry.. but now i feel sien d cause really ngiak bah...den suddenlly i saw my bible on the shelve...den i feel like blogging d...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what, last sunday pastor david prayed for me.. he said i am going to work for the nations and something like that...i cant remember d... that nite, daniel ,my ipoh fren called me and we talked for a while. Later on, his fren from US, meow, asked me what is the difference between the old testament and new testament..den of course i told him what i know... suddenlly feel like sharing a verse...and i really did that...i added daniel in the conversation and i started to share v them... at first i feel uneasy and worry because i scared i will share something wrong to them...but don know why, when i started to share, all this weird feeling  gone... i just keep on telling... i felt that there is something different... at least now i dare to share v a ppl that do not know god at all...  That kind of feeling...i do not know how to describe it, i just feel good,happy and satisfy with what i did...this is the first step i took and i think i on fire d...a breakthrough..i told chris...i really happy and grateful to be a christian... is a really good to have god in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow asked me do i really believe in GOD?  can i change anything...u know what i answered him? i said yes, i believed in him, i can change things but i wanted to follow him...HE will guide me and provide me everything ...so i do not plan to change anything on my own... i really hope that the fren of mine can know You more... know You more not because of anyone, is just because of you, Lord... Now, Lord pls guide me...let me on fire and keep on burning....^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-279957902276493491?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/279957902276493491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=279957902276493491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/279957902276493491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/279957902276493491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-start.html' title='A new Start'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-1825355789601867620</id><published>2008-05-20T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:32:49.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness Came Across Me Tonight</title><content type='html'>i long long time din update my blog d..suddenly feel like updating it..and now i am doing do ler...really feel "ngiak" and "sien" ler... Dont know why, i feel lonely...not that lonely like what u all think...is like.... deep inside my heart... i want holy spirit to fill me up... i hungry for GOD's words... i need him - jesus in my life... this is what i want to say now... i am hearing a cd from Pastor Dennis during the World Harvest Church Camp... feel peace now... but still need more holy spirit... i experience God more in this camp... i feel very happy and touched.... Someone prayed for me and again i sensed holy spirit and i falled on the ground.... may be you all may feel terrible... but what i can said is when u really open your heart to HIM and u will feel something different... only HIM can transform people... sometimes i do not know where to start...i am a young believer... i do not know how to preach gospel to someone i do not know... i feel shy but what i must know is... i should not ashame about the gospel and i should tell all my frens and family members about HIM... we all are in a urgency situation.... i need to tell them what is going to happen but i still scared and feel shy to share...i scared i tell them the wrong gospel and deliver the wrong message...i admit that my spirit is not that strong yet and i will easily get defeated by te devil but i will pray for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe by one day, i will manage to share and pray for others.. i hope everyone know that HE loves us so much..before we know him, he already chosen us as HIS beloved daughther and son... whenever i think of this, i feel much more better... at least i know that there is a real GOD that die for all of our sins... he used his blood to clean and clear all of our sins... but we still born as a sinner... this message i knew since i was young... but now... after 10 years onli i really get its meaning... i found out that i found peace and happiness after i know HIM more... and u guess what...i wanted to develop myself and i wanted to know what is my ability in serving him... i wanted to know all this things through him...he is an awesome GOD and i LOVE him.... it is true... i know he is the LORD of LORDS.... he can heal people... all we need to do is just seek him and believe in him.... is very easy right... why not... u all try and seek for him and settle all the things using his way and not on our way... HE exists and he will guide us in everything we do... He will make a way for us... HE do all the things that we cannot see... so what we can do...is just put trust on HIM and strengthen this relationship with HIM... Now i am trying hard to do it... just put faith in it... after i typed all this...i really much more better and feel released... ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-1825355789601867620?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/1825355789601867620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=1825355789601867620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/1825355789601867620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/1825355789601867620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/05/loneliness-came-across-me-tonight.html' title='Loneliness Came Across Me Tonight'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-8272005751693882528</id><published>2008-04-09T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T11:45:37.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do i See Grace?</title><content type='html'>Finally, i received this song "I See Grace" through wei min's sharing folder...rushing for assignment..but i do not care about it....i do not know why...i feel extremely down...alot of things bothering me and i do not know what should i do...do not know what decision should i make..the first thing i do is...i sit down and pray to the GOD...and i found peaceful d..and now i can sit down and do my things d... i am happy when i received this song..cause it is very meaningful... i love this song so much.... i heard it in world harvest church.... let me show u the lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am hearing this song and tears dropping...i do not know why..i just feel touched... i do not know how to describe what i feel...everyone like ignoring you for whole day....but when i prayed , i found peace.... and i feel that God is beside me... he do not ignore me... thats y i feel touched when i hear this song...now i really feel better and i am blogging here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus My heir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I call on Your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I cast my cares on You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus my hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my tower of strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my faith is found in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I see You pierced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wounded for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when I look to the cross I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I see grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sealed by your sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I see love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;reaching for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Precious blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;washes and sanctifies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Healing flows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;setting me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I see grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bearer of sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Afflicted and tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You paid redemption's price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bearing my curse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You set me on high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your death has brought me life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Repeat chorus&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/2796713760054313935-8272005751693882528?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/8272005751693882528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=8272005751693882528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8272005751693882528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8272005751693882528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/04/do-i-see-grace.html' title='Do i See Grace?'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-2664493833097330245</id><published>2008-04-05T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T01:09:12.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moot Court</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today i was attending a moot court in legal skill class...Everyone look nice in their formal clothes..White top and black bottom... we look so formal and i like the way we were dressed... me, hanyen and crystel went to Pavillion to buy our formal clothes yesterday...of course we enjoyed the process of buying formal clothes..we look smart in our formal clothes....it will helps to build our confident when we are wearing our formal clothes during mooting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my partner, Carey Su won the case... We are representing the appellant Forence Scott and we are trying to help our client to appeal in the House of Lords. Ren Zheng and Ling Hui are representing the respondant, David Schumacher. At the end...the judge, our legal skill teacher allowed the appeal...This means that we won the case...i felt the hapiness because what we prepared was not wasted. we started our research on thursday and we have to pass up our Bundle of Authorities and Submission Outline to our teacher on friday... my partner is very very good...haha..he helped me to do the submission outline and i helped him to find the resources and highlighted it so that it is easier for him to do the submission outline.. this is what we call TEAMWORK..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I very happy yo part with him because he is a very smart guy... he do not have any law base but he still can present all the points clearly and he rebarted very well during the moot court...I asked him to do the submission outline in a briefly form because it is just a practise but he went to study the legal skill attachment. He wrote it by referring to the legal skill attachment. Sooooooo hardworking...he just used one nite to finish it and he know what he is doing...Although i found the resources but there are times i went blur and i do not know what am i doing and i got blur with all the points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before our team started...we feel very nervous....and when u really debating and presenting , u do not feel anything..cant feel the people around you, cant hear all the noises... cause we are scared and we have to pay attention to the points that the opposing party is going to bring out to make our grounds fail.... i very easily to get panic, so when i was hearing the points that the opposing party was giving... i cant think anything to rebart them... luckily my partner is smart enough... he told me what points i should use to rebart them... and .... THANKS GOD...we won the case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CArey , thanks ya..happy to part with you... next time part with me also ler.... so u can do the submission outline....wakakakakaka....evil-nya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : Will upload more pictures bout mooting...especially my partner and me de pic...more pictures on frenster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185828366498707634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R_fDbHNMuLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/WDCG1WB08bs/s320/IMG_3246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185839726687205682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R_fNwXNMuTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jgQqTjhXbfQ/s320/IMG_3291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185842183408499010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R_fP_XNMuUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Cr3BZvrN8n0/s320/IMG_3303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;... keryee in formal wear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188637156783654162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/SAG-AOZ7hRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zhhDAxCFFjw/s320/1_330147095l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my moot court partner...carey su...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185828628491712706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R_fDqXNMuMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/nJXnmSVqHhY/s320/IMG_3242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185830488212551906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R_fFWnNMuOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YN64D2ISQmI/s320/IMG_3240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185829633514059986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R_fEk3NMuNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WrwCHn5c5bs/s320/IMG_3238.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185831171112351986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R_fF-XNMuPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pXs8NBtA3EI/s320/IMG_3226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crystel, keryee,hanyen in formal wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185831823947380994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R_fGkXNMuQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/HKJfkGpi-QM/s320/IMG_3279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185833851171944722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R_fIaXNMuRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/rXJXB_DE0Lo/s320/IMG_3273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185836892008790306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R_fLLXNMuSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/npG1aoYVkJE/s320/IMG_3274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;gai gai-ing in Pavillion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-2664493833097330245?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/2664493833097330245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=2664493833097330245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/2664493833097330245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/2664493833097330245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/04/moot-court.html' title='Moot Court'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R_fDbHNMuLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/WDCG1WB08bs/s72-c/IMG_3246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-1129328751621249543</id><published>2008-03-31T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T10:44:18.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is in my mind now?</title><content type='html'>I feel confused these few days... i have many things that need my decision and i have to settle on my own... i feel scared and worried... i do not know why i feel so and i really do not know what is in my mind... is very hard to write it down..and i not sure whether i can describe it here in my blog..but i will try my best to structure it and post it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel something in my life... new life of me..i don know how should i describe... i went to church since i am five years old... i joined children church, joined the teenage group, joined the praise and worship team in methodist church.... and u know what... i found out that i am a christian that do not know anything about god... i started to worry... am i a christian? i always ask myself this question... am i too late to realise that i am a christian that just by the name of "christian"? Will God angry about me and do not recognise me as her daughter? i always wonder and i will ask myself this question... Now, i am attending the world harvest church in wangsa maju...it takes me nearly an hour to reach there... i know is very boring when i take bus and lrt to go there alone...but u know what... i do not have this kind of feelings d...i wish sunday come faster and i can attend church...last time in ipoh, i lazy to praise and worship in the church,  i will give myself alot of reasons to escape from church... but now, i do not have this kind of feelings d.. in ipoh last time, i attended methodist church and now i am attending a church that differerent from what i attended for last few years.. i sense something special and different in that church... izit the holy spirit? Sometimes i wonder, is god really present? i do not even believe god is around me...i do not even experience him until now...how can i believe him ?now i get an answer... ya, he is present all the time, he love us more than everyone.... he let grace flow on us and take away sins from us... He reform us and he will always welcome us with his open heart.... he will come into our heart without us inviting him... amazing rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i facing some problems... church camp, moving house, and alot of things....my parents is not a christian and they start worrying why i insists of going to the church camp and moving house to wangsa maju.. u know what they told me when they called me through the fon? they ask: " why u sink deep inside to this religion? Sunday you go to church and worship still not enough and now u told me that u want to move there? What makes u become so stubborn? Now, for u is, u have to study hard and please don let other things to distract you... why u make us to worry you..since when u become like that?" i tried to explain and tell them what i think, they do not understand and start mumbling...i very scared and do not know what should i do..tears start rolling down when i hear them say like that..this make me feel very bad because i feel that i am a bad gal and very rebellious ... actually i am not... i really hope that they will understand and support me...In wangsa maju, i can live in a disciple house and i am sure that they will be alot of people that will take care of me... they will go to hospital and visit those children, pray and fast for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a case...a little gal went into the ICU and one of the cell leader told the litte gal's mother that her daughter will be discharge in one week time... Do you know when they tell this, he have to carry the burden...let say, if.... the little gal cant get well in one week time...how the mother will feel...they are giving hope but in the end the daughter is still lying in the ICU? Do you know the feeling, the feeling of dissapointment? But God heal the little gal and discharge her in one week time...amazing rite? I read this in wei min's blog and i feel touched.... i cried when i read his post... He is such an amazing GOD.... I feel like joining them everytime wei min tell me those stories that they went through....you can feel the happiness when you really help people through God's power...Don't you feel happy and satisfied? This kind of life, wangsa maju life.... i am longing for so long...but when i have the courage to tell my parents, they asked why i want to move there? i cant explain and tell them in one shot...and i feel terrible cause i really don know how to tell them what God has done... One more thing, church camp...i feel like joining because i am sure that i can learn something new from it... i want to experience God through this camp...now i registered without their consent...by faith, pls pray for me and i really hope that i can join the camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel very tired and want to escape from here... i know this is not the right way... no matter how hard i tell God what i feel...i still doesn't feel anything... God, i really need your guidance... let me experience you...I not that tough as what u all have been seeing all this while...i know i 38 sometimes but i will still feel down and moody in my life ... i do not know how long can i stand still?... I felt that i make a wrong choice when i start studying in HELP university... i should have register and study at KDU college... at least, at there, i still have chris that will guide me... still have james to take care me...in HELP , i do not live a happy life...alot of my frens were having conflicts and sometimes i do not wish to involve in it...i want to stay out of the scenario and keep quite... i know i do not like to express myself often..not that i don wish to share, is i do not know what to share and how to start my sharing...and i know i will collapse when i share my things to other people... i do not trust people easily and because of this i hardly find someone that i trust and express myself... i have a fragile heart and i do not know how to face reality... i know i should not act childish, run away from reality...  i have to settle all those problems on my own... and of course i will not using my way to settle my things d...as what wei min and jia rong said...pray and seek to GOD when u facing problems...now i am learning to find and share v him ...i want to share everything with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeng call me just now and i cried...cause i miss her.. i can tel her anything without any hesitation....among my frens, i still cant find anyone like her...sometimes things have to be share face to face... i need someone to hold me and prevent me falling...i really do not know when i will collapse...Now i know what i am thinking..is just that alot of circumstances and situations that make me feel confused...i feel very confused...extremly confused....What should i do? i will seek to my God and let him guide me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you all will understand what is in my mind now....this is what i can express in here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-1129328751621249543?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/1129328751621249543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=1129328751621249543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/1129328751621249543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/1129328751621249543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-in-my-mind-now.html' title='What is in my mind now?'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-5426235943091828499</id><published>2008-03-27T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T12:24:53.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is my feeling?</title><content type='html'>Suddenly feel like blogging...now already 3 am in the morning, but don feel like sleeping yet because tomorrow no class.... i feel down and moody for this moment.... actually i feel like sleeping dy de..but suddenlly down...so..now sitting down and blogging.... i do not not what i want to write, do not have anything to share, just feel like updating my blog onli....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In HELP, i have been here for  four months d....but i still cant really get used to it, just feel that i need someone to  tum me and i want to lau gai onli...but i cant find a person that can let me doing this.... sometimes, i feel the loneliness, feel like talking to someone, feel like sharing something...but.... i do not find a fren like this in here... i have a lot of frens here but sometimes... i prefer keep inside my heart more than sharing it out cause i cant find anyone that i feel like sharing my things to..... i like to day dreaming and imagine things that will not really come true... but i still enjoy by doing so.... do u know exactly how i feel? i think u all cant rite? cause u are not me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loking outside the window, hearing some sentimental songs, my room is fill v those candle aroma and my yellow light is on.. can u imagine and feel what i feel? my roomate do not stay in the room often...so i  can really lie on my bed quietly and think...  whenever i do so, a lot of things come into my mind, and i cant even sort them out and cant organize them properly... what am i thinking? what am i hoping for? what am i looking at?what am i searching for? where is my heart going? i really don know.... i cant even find my heart....sad rite? i don know where it goes.... izit there? a place that i really hope to stay there...not because of anyone...is just because of u...pls hah..don think that u is u hah....don too syiok sediri ler...if u want to know... pls come and ask me privately and i will tell u who is that "u"de.... too complicated... is hard to make a decision...alot of things have to take into account... when i see how u all live, i really feel happy for u all, and guess what? i hope that i can join u all....i am writing this v a super, extremely sincere heart.... but.... too many things to be consider before i making this decision....haiz....don know what should i do and say... sometimes really feel like escaping from here..PUSAT BANDAR DAMANSARA....a busy place and i don really like it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just emo la...will be ok soon...^^ good nite, tired d....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-5426235943091828499?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/5426235943091828499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=5426235943091828499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5426235943091828499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5426235943091828499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-my-feeling.html' title='What is my feeling?'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-3964597258329544261</id><published>2008-03-16T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T04:21:43.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new FREN of mine</title><content type='html'>hey...everybody...what is your feeling today? moody?high? extremly high? extremely  moody? no feeling? sleepy? haha..guess mine? i extremely high.... u all sure ask "why"? these few days u not very moody de meh? why suddenly so high....u all wanna know why? because today is sunday... i really learn something new and special today..pastor sharon..haha..i will remember what u said this morning...i am a blessing...am i really a blessing to you all? hope so...haha..what is the difference between sheep and goat? wanna know? ask me ler..tell you privately k?haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, i feel scared and nervous when i go to church...but what make me feel surprise is i can get through everything which is happening on me in this few days..god bless me k? haha...u see i extremely high now..haha...don know how to describe my feelings la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  met a new friend from hong kong...his name is michael...he very cute and he always no confident toward himself de... MICHAEL TSE... be confident la k? don worry, outside beauty cant last long de... the hong kong fren is my best friend phooi yeng de housemate lai de...they all now studying in melbourne..just that don know y yesterday suddenly get know of him..and ngam ngam...his birthday is very near my birthday..and his horoscope is leo..same as mine...eke..^^ ngam ngam hoh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to write d lar...so see u all later..will post something new in my blog de la...see ya..^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-3964597258329544261?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/3964597258329544261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=3964597258329544261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3964597258329544261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/3964597258329544261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-fren-of-mine.html' title='A new FREN of mine'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-5154147410411347751</id><published>2008-03-12T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:01:49.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragile life and heart</title><content type='html'>One of my fren is going to change his course...for me..definately will feel sad and terrible...everything seems to be changing starting from today...u know who you are.... i am not that kind of person that like to show how i feel...sometimes i think and feel like keeping it in my heart... since you will be leaving... better keep it and forget bout it... very emo this few days..don know what to say, don know what to do, don know how can i describe my feelings... my friends called him and tell him something that i do not wish to let him know ...i really do not wish to let him know what i am thinking .... sometimes remain friends better than everything, agree rite? at least we do not have that awkward feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry, i not that kind of person that will halang people for their own future..although is quite hurting while send the fren that i very appreciate and care off..i will still wish him all the best in the future...everything need time and now i am learning to stand strong and independent... do not think that i am  that cheerful and strong... actually, i need people to take care me also ... suddenly miss my parents...at least in home, i am my parents princess and they will protect me and sayang me... too tired by living alone here... everything have to settle on my own and many things have to be done... too tired...wish me luck also ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-5154147410411347751?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/5154147410411347751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=5154147410411347751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5154147410411347751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5154147410411347751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/03/fragile-life-and-heart.html' title='Fragile life and heart'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-8099595152687914555</id><published>2008-03-06T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:46:50.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Know?</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time i do not update my blog...i always ask people : "y don't you update your blog?" and you guess what? i also do not update my blog... things happened and really tired bout my life.... everyday..college...7 am..."is time to wake up and go for college..haiz..what a miserable day"...this is what goes in my mind every morning.... funny rite? my parents say i should  enjoy my college life and not complaining about it..actually i do not complaining about it..just that i need to find someone to manja abit..and of course i like people to pujuk me... my parents do not even know what i feel and they do not know that their daughter need them to pujuk... i just do my best not to let them worry about me... and i do not tell much of my feelings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last month, i met someone...you know who you are....i like... hanging there for three months and cant do anything...cant let go of you... really tired... i do not dare to accept people cause i scared i do not treat them sincerely.... i scared i see your shadow in them... so i rejected...sorry ya friends..i do not mean to hurt you all...just that i am protecting myself..i am trying to sayang myself a bit more and acting selfish...i talked to him and i cried infront of him... sorry for acting childish infront of you..when i facing you, automatically, i will behave like a child and manja you...you know rite? so, forgive me...forgive my childishness.... i really feel much more better after talking to you... at least i know what you feel....know what you think and heard what you told me.... i see you enjoyed your studies.... and i reall feel happy about it... and you grown fatter and of course you become more eng tau....don be too proud ya..you still as cute as last time... so eat more k? take very good care of yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really sorry for acting childish... i know i should let go earlier.... but i cant unless i really talk to you face by face..and guess what? i did it..i really did it... somemore get drunk that day..talk nonsense... and acted stupid...sorry ya.... luckily i have a bunch of frens here... when i sad, i just hug them and cry, tell them what was happening... they see me like that, they will console me and cry together.... thanks again...really appreciate what you all have done for me... you all make me know that friendship will never fade...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happened in college.... em...how to describe what i feel? just that i cant control my heart,my thinking and my actions.... will get angry easily, emo easily, jealous easily and alot alot more...same thing is going to happen and onli i will know what is that "thing".... tired rite? ya..really tired...."do not look somewhere else, i will feel uneasy, get it?"... do not try to ignore me cause i will emo easily....LAUGHTER.. is one of the thing that i  nearly forget.... EMO-ING... is what i always do....earphones just stuck in my ears and i start to emo....this is what i can describe.... i can feel that i am growing up.... not like last time..always hehehaha d....what makes me and shape me like that? answer is: DonKnow....!!!  izit the environment? izit the people surrounding me? or izit the particular person that standing right  middle of my heart now? i realy do not know...may be all the circumstances lerr...see.... start emo d....eke..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don worry, i know how to control myself and of course i will enjoy my life here...just that i need you all de support...@.@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-8099595152687914555?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/8099595152687914555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=8099595152687914555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8099595152687914555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8099595152687914555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/03/do-you-know.html' title='Do You Know?'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-2304223966665362298</id><published>2008-01-29T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T00:06:00.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy, get well soon...</title><content type='html'>I am very worry....my daddy is undergoing a small operation... i cant do anything..just can stay in kuala lumpur and worry bout him.. i really really scared and worry.... actually.. i don know my daddy is going for an operation.... is my mummy tell me when i call her because of the maxis broadband.... i want to apply for the thing because it is quite convenient for me... but i get a bad news from her... and u know what....when my mummy told me.... i felt shock.... and without any hesitation..i call my daddy and scolded him...  i feel very very sad and nervous and i cried on the street.... i told him i am your daughther and you do not plan to tell me... i very angry and i cant stop crying on the street.... haiz..this is how i feel now... DADDY... HOPE YOU WILL GET WELL SOON..really miss my daddy and mummy.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-2304223966665362298?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/2304223966665362298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=2304223966665362298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/2304223966665362298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/2304223966665362298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/01/daddy-get-well-soon.html' title='Daddy, get well soon...'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-1334309406485712603</id><published>2008-01-23T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:34:45.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life, New Start</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time i din update my blog, and now..i quite free so i decided to update it....u all know what? i met a lot of frens here and honestly...i feel very very happy.... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;julie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;han &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...two of them very close because they were classmates from sabah since last year...two of them have the same hairstyle and they like to use same things including bags, shoes, pencil cases, shirts.... funny rite? Beside that i met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;timothy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, wei min in my class...he brought me to his church and now... every sunday i am going to &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;world harvest church&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which is located in wangsa maju...actually is quite far from my place as i need to sit bus and lrt to reach there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told alan that i really tired...i don like living here....my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BODY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is tired, my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEART&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is tired and my &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MIND&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is tired also...i do not know why..i just feel tired..... and yesterday we went to one u....we went to neway and sing k....crystal got her scholarship and she decided to go bac to taylors to do twinning programme...she is one of my best fren that i get know here... alan. crsystal and me...three of us can talk and share our feelings.... we like get know to each other for a long time..but the fact is..I just know crystal in this two weeks onli...alan..i know him since last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i felt the same thing again...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;TIREDNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.....&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CONFUSSION&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SADNESS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;came across me... alan and crystal told me something and i feel like crying...crystal was holding my hands and i know two of them very worried bout me and they do not want to see i get hurt anymore... and of course i do not cry in front of them.... every nite..my mummy and daddy wil call me for sure... when i heard their voices...tears rolled down from my cheeks.... my mummy asked why am i  crying.. i told them i want to go home..i miss home....they very worried and ask whether is anything happen there...i told them i am fine, i just missed home... you all sure say i am daddy and mummy's girl rite? actually...things happened in this two weeks... i feel tired...and my heart... i don know what to say and what i feel...i just feel tired and confused.... i really need people to guide me....alan and crystal are the ones who guide me in my life... so...yesterday when we were singing... few of us cried... i don know what was in their mind.... and i know what i am thinking..and tears dropped.... sometimes when things happened...means it was happened...they are no other ways to solve and forget about... and of course i will force myself to do so...if not...i will feel the same feelings again... SADNESS, CONFUSSION AND TIREDNESS....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-1334309406485712603?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/1334309406485712603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=1334309406485712603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/1334309406485712603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/1334309406485712603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-life-new-start.html' title='New Life, New Start'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-6382421039264052185</id><published>2008-01-12T05:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T05:12:19.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I do not need to wake up early in the morning to attend classes....i have three days of holidays.Past two days i attended three classes and i started to worry because i need &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TEN&lt;/span&gt; reference books for law... those books are very thick and i really scared because i do not know whether i can cope v that.... those books are full of bombastic words and i really need two dictionary in my life now... i need one &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;law dictionary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and one &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;english dictionary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to help and guide me in my studies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my new class, i meet a lot of people... some of them are from taylors college last time and some of them are new faces to me....my new class rep named &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wilson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and he look like my E5 class rep, gerard...they have the blur look...eke...^.^ Yesterday nite, i stayed in yuwen's room and five gals just sit on the bed and chat... we chat a lot of things, everyone have their own problem when come to relationship thingy.. we all feel the same way...i told them about ken..untill now i will still miss him and i cant really treat him as friend...so i think i need time to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, i found out that &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;crystal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have her own style and i like her style..i think I cant be like her because she really have her own attitude and i really admire the attitude that she have... she will just do what she think is right and will give her own opinion...despite in front of her parents or grandparents... cool rite? i think i cant be like her because i really do not dare to do so.... I meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;EM LOYD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;also, a guy who act like phillip( my ex college classmate)....the way he talk, the way he walk, the way he laugh....really look like phillip....not onli i said that.. all my E5 classmates that studying with me now said that also...funny rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today onwards i have to work harder because LAW is not that easy.... so let us work together ya..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AJA AJA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-6382421039264052185?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/6382421039264052185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=6382421039264052185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/6382421039264052185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/6382421039264052185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-i-do-not-need-to-wake-up-early-in_12.html' title=''/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-665197055934426432</id><published>2008-01-12T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T05:11:57.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I do not need to wake up early in the morning to attend classes....i have three days of holidays.Past two days i attended three classes and i started to worry because i need &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TEN&lt;/span&gt; reference books for law... those books are very thick and i really scared because i do not know whether i can cope v that.... those books are full of bombastic words and i really need two dictionary in my life now... i need one &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;law dictionary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and one &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;english dictionary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to help and guide me in my studies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my new class, i meet a lot of people... some of them are from taylors college last time and some of them are new faces to me....my new class rep named &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wilson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and he look like my E5 class rep, gerard...they have the blur look...eke...^.^ Yesterday nite, i stayed in yuwen's room and five gals just sit on the bed and chat... we chat a lot of things, everyone have their own problem when come to relationship thingy.. we all feel the same way...i told them about ken..untill now i will still miss him and i cant really treat him as friend...so i think i need time to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, i found out that &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;crystal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have her own style and i like her style..i think I cant be like her because she really have her own attitude and i really admire the attitude that she have... she will just do what she think is right and will give her own opinion...despite in front of her parents or grandparents... cool rite? i think i cant be like her because i really do not dare to do so.... I meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;EM LOYD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;also, a guy who act like phillip( my ex college classmate)....the way he talk, the way he walk, the way he laugh....really look like phillip....not onli i said that.. all my E5 classmates that studying with me now said that also...funny rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today onwards i have to work harder because LAW is not that easy.... so let us work together ya..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AJA AJA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-665197055934426432?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/665197055934426432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=665197055934426432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/665197055934426432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/665197055934426432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-i-do-not-need-to-wake-up-early-in.html' title=''/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-8036509516406968329</id><published>2008-01-07T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T05:13:46.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my third day in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HELP residence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;… this is the first time that I was staying with an outsider… my roommate is a Chinese and her name is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WEI LYN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She is from Penang and she is studying psychology in HELP too… but she is studying in the different building with me… I am going to start my lesson on Monday, the 7th of January… I am eager to meet my new classmates and make more new friends… I have five ex classmates (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kenny&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Alan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Zhi Yan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Wen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Carmen&lt;/span&gt;) that are studying with me in HELP… so I guess... I can get use to my new university very soon…. But there are things that I can’t get use to it … my new roommate and the new mattress that I am using now…. She is a nice person but I still feel scared to talk to her… cause we still new to each other… so I think I need some time….last time I was staying in one room with my cousin, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;NICOLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when we were studying in Taylor’s college.. I do not have any problems when I was staying with her because since young we are very close to each other… but now she is studying pharmacy in IMU near Bukit Jalil...NIC,I MISS U LA.. The mattress is very hard and I cant sleep well… when I turn around, I will get awake because it is really hard and uncomfortable for me… so I think I am going to tell my parents and see what can I do to solve this problem lorr… ha-ha… and the room that I am staying now is damn small if compared to my subang room… the rental in HELP residence is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;RM 470&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but it do not include the electricity bill. So me and my roommate have to divide among ourselves… the subang rental was RM 480 but it included the electricity bill... so it is cheaper… now.. I can’t on my air con whenever I like because I have to pay on my own… (Sweat!!) . The conclusion is… I still need time to get use to my new life in HELP…. Please pray for me ya…!!! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up at 8 am because I had to attend the orientation…. I can see part of my new classmates… they are the ones who will study with me for the next two years in HELP….    last time, the place that I stayed was very near to my college and I just need to walk about three minutes, then I can reach the college... besides that, the place is very convenient to me because there are a lot of restaurants and &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASIA CAFÉ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. There are just around the place… but now… the place where i am staying now is quite inconvenient for me… I have to walk quite far to have my dinner… here.. got a lot of mamak stalls and I cant even find a Chinese restaurant… if u want other food besides mamak food… u have to walk a bit further to eat fast food... KFC, PIZZA, MCD… and honestly I do not like these kind of food… GOD, don’t tell me that I am going to eat this every day for lunch and dinner!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-8036509516406968329?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/8036509516406968329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=8036509516406968329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8036509516406968329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/8036509516406968329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-my-third-day-in-help-residence.html' title=''/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-6315150935186981622</id><published>2007-12-20T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:56:31.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo....T.T,,,</title><content type='html'>This morning i met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ken wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in front of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Taylor's college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...he came to collect the SAM result.... i jus passed him some gifts that i  have already bought during the melaka and penang trip... we din have lunch together because he is rushing... we jus chat about 5 minutes den he have to leave d.... he told me that he is going to fetch his sister to the hospital.... em...we din see each other for one month...i think... he still the same...no difference... jus the hair grow long d... and still very thin...thats all i can describehim lorr....i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den i had my lunch with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ASIA CAFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.... really miss those days when we eat together.... eat with my college friends.... i really enjoyed my college life...when i think of this...i feel like crying ady... i know i am going to miss my subang life and college life....what i want to say is "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I HATE GOODBYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"....we are departed and i really miss my friends.... i do not know what make us so close to each other....and i cant remember when are we so close to each other.... jus&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;9 months&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in taylors... but i feel like we are living like a family...like how the brothers take care the sisters....sweet rite? anyway..jus miss subang ler....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone in my class, teachers, the mamak in subang, asia cafe, FTZ (although i do not visit there often), housemates and of course the place i am staying when i study here.... when i packing my things...i feel sad because i am going to move out in the end of this month... Friends, take good care of yourself and good luck in your future ya? we will be meeting each other soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-6315150935186981622?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/6315150935186981622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=6315150935186981622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/6315150935186981622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/6315150935186981622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2007/12/emott.html' title='Emo....T.T,,,'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-2687609948114114543</id><published>2007-12-19T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T04:10:31.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Result was Out....</title><content type='html'>em...result was out....and for me..i think i done quite badly ler...actualy i wish to go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de... but now..i don think i can get the application already... i expected i will get higher de...so got a bit disappointed with my result le... i don know should i be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... what makes me feel happy is.. i can study v my college friends again.... what make me feel sad is... i cant go into singapore.. i wish to change my study atmosphere and now i cannot change a different atmosphere and study d.... in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kuala lumpur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...i think i will think nonsense again ler... so me, myself also feel very confused... do not know which university i am going to choose.... with my result now..i can get into every single university if i study mass comm.... i do not plan to study law because i have to work really really hard... business pula... the first year i have to go through the stupid &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;account&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;economics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again...so i feel annoyed because of this two subject... i choose &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mass communicaton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because i like to talk and socialize... i think is suitable for my attitude... this is what my aunties, uncles, teachers, friends told me larr.... so i think i am going to study this.... the problem is ... which university should i choose for.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TAYLORS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;KDU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HELP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? in HELP.... I got a lot of friends there because &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of my college friends is going to study there... in KDU pula.... just depends on christopher.... he also choosing whether he should go australia or stay here for twinning programme..... TAYLORS? i don know la.....!!! soi think i better do some research before i go and register in one of them....jus let god lead the way ler....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-2687609948114114543?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/2687609948114114543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=2687609948114114543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/2687609948114114543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/2687609948114114543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2007/12/result-was-out.html' title='Result was Out....'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-6383250359988976649</id><published>2007-12-07T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T03:27:38.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOTH OF US are VAIN..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday nite, my brother attended a dinner nite...u know wat? he took two hours to get ready....i was wondeing.."boy onli worr....y he can took so long to get ready de?" i drove him there n i saw a lot of guys n gals...i cant find &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lengzhai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lenglui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...if compared to my prom nite..i think ours is better n more glamour..&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;eke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday wen he reached home...my brother n i &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;REALLY REALLY VAIN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ..we took alot of pictures....i don know why.. jus feel bored ...so... i started to siao v him....aha..i show u later..see how vain we are k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i wan to tell u all something..i bored untill i can finished one story book in two nites...u see...how boring i m...last two nite...i start reading at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.00 am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; n finished reading at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.30 am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...so total i jus need 7 hours to finish the book....keke..^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141189534174090706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1kspGNnFdI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RYlEDJnXfkM/s320/DSC01235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                      see ...reading on the bed..no wonder wear specs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141186416027833746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1kpzmNnFZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/iBUrdAlYSDA/s320/DSC01213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141186849819530658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1kqM2NnFaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Nhkga4AusqM/s320/DSC01250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                           my brother kacau me...!!!! ^.^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141190766829704690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1ktw2NnFfI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ixT6xjSjmqc/s320/DSC01098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      act &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CUTE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141187700223055298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1kq-WNnFcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EZ_vRWQARA8/s320/DSC01268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141187322265933234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1kqoWNnFbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3E_4qb3Iwn4/s320/DSC01277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                              vain rite?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-6383250359988976649?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/6383250359988976649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=6383250359988976649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/6383250359988976649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/6383250359988976649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2007/12/both-of-us-are-vain.html' title='BOTH OF US are VAIN..!!'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1kspGNnFdI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RYlEDJnXfkM/s72-c/DSC01235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-4187019893221231090</id><published>2007-12-03T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T03:59:14.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PENANG and MELAKA trip</title><content type='html'>i bac to ipoh d..u all know wat?i really very very super duple &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;BORING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..i really don know wat else i can do accept sleep n eat...i really wanna go bac to subang larr...haiz...everyday like live for nothing...jus one word can describe my life now...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SIENZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to penang with my classmates on 24th of november and we stayed there for 3 days 2 nites....we realy enjoyed throughout the trip...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KOK WEI&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ALAN&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;KENNY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;KEVIN,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;GUI YANG&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;VEE NEE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;LING ING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;went there by bus...although it was a quite tiring trip for 8 of us.. it really worth...when the first day we reached there , of course... we went to find a place to stay..we cant find at first..all the resorts are fully booked..but luckily we managed to find 2 guest houses...boys stayed in one room n galz stay in one room...our rooms were very near de beach...so the second day we wake up about 5 something to see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...silly larr..we cant see anything at all...i remembered all of us looked very tired n "chan"...this is because the day before we stayed up very late to play cards n chat...but that morning...we found a crab..a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABY CRAB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...but it was killed by me n vee nee..sorry crab...keke....evil-nya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139706761139655906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1PoEWNnFOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AEiohDt950c/s320/IMG_2167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in front of our guest house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139707873536185586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="204" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1PpFGNnFPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/38UQcpsRXBE/s320/IMG_2170.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139710051084604722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1PrD2NnFTI/AAAAAAAAAE0/u7gI8kiFcoc/s320/24112007352.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 am..wanna see sun rise wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139697788952974386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1Pf6GNnFDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4qxLKsGB3a0/s320/24112007354.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the baby crab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139699631493944418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1PhlWNnFGI/AAAAAAAAADM/gU45YF2-ONU/s320/24112007359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139700331573613698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1PiOGNnFII/AAAAAAAAADc/MzU4msgRmvk/s320/25112007376.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u see...all of us very tired d...sleep in the bus..^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;GURNEY PLAZA&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;KEK LOK SI&lt;/span&gt;....at gurney there...we jus shop onli...done nothing...but the second day..we went to kek lok si..i went there before so i din find anything special...jus walked up to the temple n visited those buddha idle...thats all...we took alot of pictures...we wanted to take pictures so that we can see bac n treasure those memories in the future...n now..i always do this in the nite...whenever i recall bac..i feel sad cause i reall miss them...in this 9 months, i really enjoyed my college life..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;9 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...is a short period but E5 can make this 9 months meaningful...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;E5 MISS U ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139699987976230002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1Ph6GNnFHI/AAAAAAAAADU/KUbhT_-Ce1w/s320/26112007408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see wat kok wei do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139702251423995042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1Pj92NnFKI/AAAAAAAAADs/jrtCqcdkFwY/s320/26112007412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139705395340055762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1Pm02NnFNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wj1jYAl77A4/s320/IMG_2127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act cute pictures of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remembered got one nite, 8 of us were sitting on the beach n chat...kok wei n alan wanna make me cry n i did...i really cried n expressed all my feelings...kevin n ling ing tried to comfort me...wat make me cried is jus 8 of us noe...i really cant control my feelings...i already told u all..i m a cheerful person n aso a very emo person...i will easily cry n my emotion easily gey sway by something n somebody....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway...thank u ..i jus wanna say thank u to all my frens....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;let say something happy again...on 26th of november..we went to melaka...alan's hometown....he brought us to eat &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wan tan mee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lok lok&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chicken rice ball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ice kacang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;har mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;laksa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...he always tell us that melaka food is nice...always praise his hometown food....but wen we eat the wan tan mee..all of us told him that it is worse than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;ASIA CAFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de wan tan mee..he feel bad when we say bad bout the wan tan mee...keke can u imagine how he looks like wen we tell him that?funny rite? wahaha..but there were something that we cant deny is...the other food in melaka is not bad de..he brought us to jonkee street...the street is full of funny funny things...n i like the street..thanks ya &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ALAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...thanks for bringing us here n there...thanks for being our driver for the two days ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139700722415637650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1Pik2NnFJI/AAAAAAAAADk/jvFxNO07FYI/s320/26112007428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139709333825066258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1PqaGNnFRI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6TUFZTNEZf0/s320/25112007381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139709853516109090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1Pq4WNnFSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kfjJZ9PeeYc/s320/IMG_2180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;melaka food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139708925803173122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1PqCWNnFQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NvI3HHSV9oA/s320/IMG_2188.JPG" border="0" /&gt; at the st paul church in melaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went bac to ipoh straight away when i came bac from melaka..is really tiring..actually i already told ken wei that i will be leaving...he promised will be meeting me at subang...but that day we missed the bus n i came bac late...he waited me at asia cafe but i din managed to rush bac..he have a dinner v his parents n he have to go bac early..so i din even meet him before i left subang....this make me feel bad n sad cause i really wanted to meet him before i leave...i know is quite far from tropikana to subang...sorry ya &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;KEN WEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...really sorry......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that nite i have dinner v my housemates..ding yee n james...besides that, i managed to meet kenny, gerard, weng wai, alan n kok wei before i left subang...that nite...when we hug each other on the street..i really feel like crying d...but i hold bac my tears...cause i feel shy to do that...i don like saying goodbye n take care to my frens...cause i feel like cannot meet each other in the future....ding yee n james make me n nicole cried cause i know we will be missing them n they will aso..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is how i feel wen i was in penang, melaka n the day when i left subang...really sad cause we seeing each other everyday...but now...i din even see them once a week...sad rite? but i already told myself to be strong....n i m learning...i guess....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-4187019893221231090?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/4187019893221231090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=4187019893221231090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/4187019893221231090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/4187019893221231090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2007/12/penang-and-melaka-trip.html' title='PENANG and MELAKA trip'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1PoEWNnFOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AEiohDt950c/s72-c/IMG_2167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-2324791319888659882</id><published>2007-11-22T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T04:03:26.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-Prom Nite-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ermm..yesterday too tired d..so din even write anything on here...as u all know...yesterday was our Taylor SAM students &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prom nite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...we have a wonderful moment when making up...ling ing,vee nee,vivian,nicole,wie nie,zhi yan..n i...all busying make up n set our hair....actually i jus noe how to make up ... hair.....er.... i really cant do on my own...tats y i went to the nearest saloon to do..n of course i love it....that afternoon...me n nicole went to the saloon, ling ing n vee nee do on their own...when we done our hair...outside was raining..n we have to ask keegan to fetch us...but at the end it was&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;JAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....anyway..thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we went bac...we started to make up...i helped nicole to make up cause she really don know...U all sure will ask..den how i know? I know because of my mummy's job...she helps the bride to set hair n make up..thats y i know a bit..keke..i help her to put &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLUE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;colour eye shadow n i put &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; colour..later i show u all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135678161231922162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R0WYE-D1w_I/AAAAAAAAABs/_1CfDdhxHRw/s320/DSC00259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked ken to fetch me, nicole n chris...in the afternoon he said he will be fetching us about 6.45 pm...but the prom nite start at 6.30pm....Nicole worried n she asked will us be late? THen i asked ken to fetch us earlier....haha..guess wat? By that time we totally not yet ready...we still make up-ing n we haven change our clothes yet...anyway...ken was late because he have to fetch his brother to kl for guitar lesson..i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, we have to register before we can go in...The theme for the prom is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Red Carpet Glamour"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ..and of course everybody wear untill so glamour untill i cant recognised some of my collegue...they all looked gorgeous. Guys were wearing coat n can u all imagine they look pretty smart?GAlZzz...haha..u all know...they all really looked very pretty..this is wat i can describe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135756389766251586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R0XfOeD1xEI/AAAAAAAAACU/LTm1Qrpx6qk/s320/1_255491456l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me n phillip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138573377211319410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R0_hQuD1xHI/AAAAAAAAACs/foFW4qgnL38/s320/IMG_1879.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my prom nite partner, ken wei n me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140081329532507474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1U8vGNnFVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/O6nF9t281zY/s320/IMG_1876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tien khai n me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140084838520788322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1U_7WNnFWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0x_TH0acKag/s320/IMG_1936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alan, keryee, chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140086736896333170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R1VBp2NnFXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/USQNooPzqXw/s320/IMG_1840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                      our class de boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don know whether i really enjoyed or not...cause we are going to separate ways...i m going to miss all E5 frens n especially one person....that nite i cried....i don know y..i jus cried..i really feel sad..when i know tat.. after this..i will hardly see them n that person again..i feel like crying d...n i did..my frens ask me don cry cause we r going to meet each other again....izit? will us? i realy wondering..i really hope so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank speaking....i cried because of something aso...that nite gave me alot of memories...some r sweet..some r sad...n i don wan to mention here...u all will know if u al know me...em.actualy i not that enjoyed but of course i will treasure those memories....whether it is sad or sweet..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;DONT WORRY E5 FRIENDS I WILL REMEMBER U ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i reached home...i talked v my housemates...n we talked till 5.30 am....we talked a lot of things..n share our feelings...nicole tell me that, from this prom..she saw many people do nt really enjoyed the prom...something r bothering them...n nicole said i m one of them..n i admitted...when i happy..my housemates will laugh v me..when i sad...they will wipe my tears away..i felt sad again cause i wondering ...will my classmate n housemates share our feelings together like what i going trough now? i definately will miss them ...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONT WORRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I WILL MISS U ALL TOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2796713760054313935-2324791319888659882?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/2324791319888659882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=2324791319888659882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/2324791319888659882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/2324791319888659882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2007/11/prom-nite.html' title='-Prom Nite-'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/R0WYE-D1w_I/AAAAAAAAABs/_1CfDdhxHRw/s72-c/DSC00259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-7016814319292581507</id><published>2007-11-17T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T04:05:19.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I came bac from IPOH d..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went bac to ipoh for 3 days..at there..i feel bored cause i really no frens there..my best fren now at australia n i rarely see her..n of course i miss her very very much...wat i the purpose i went bac to ipoh? i&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;miss my home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; n the main purpose is i wanna buy my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;prom gown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...wanna know wat i buy?tat day u wil know...keke..keep it as secret first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i went bac there..i feel better d..at least i can accept it d...very surprising...i can stand up quite fast...i don know i really can or jus pretending..but at least i tried rite?n tonite..my church fren..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chee mun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..thanks ya..buddy...i feel better after talking to u d...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things going on n life also going on...SAM is finishing d..so let us appreciate it..i found out that a lot of frens really care bout me..this make me feel happy because i knew that i still very successful in my frenship...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;THANK YOU 4 ALL OF MY FRENS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know wat? i stil have my parents..my daddy n mummy..tat day wen i went bac..my mummy welcomed me v her cookings...who knows? i miss her cooking a lot..n yesterday..my daddy brought me to eat crab cause befare that itold him that i feel like eaing crab d..den of course he brought me to eat&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;CRAB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....my daddy n mummy love me rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know my habit? i like to&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAMWHORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....my daddy have a new phone n i like to use his phone to take pictures everytime i go bac..n u all guess wat?!!! MY daddy miss me untill he put my face in his screensaver n wallpaper...u see..this is my father..keke...let u see wat i do yesterday nite k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133845515866588066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/Rz8VS-D1w6I/AAAAAAAAABE/DKFuasCGnc0/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;U see ..i know how to edit somemore..is edited v my daddy handphone...^&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133846688392659890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/Rz8WXOD1w7I/AAAAAAAAABM/Z007NnHlDiQ/s320/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-7016814319292581507?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/7016814319292581507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=7016814319292581507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/7016814319292581507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/7016814319292581507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-came-from-ipoh-d.html' title='I came bac from IPOH d..'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DZb0UVPxb2I/Rz8VS-D1w6I/AAAAAAAAABE/DKFuasCGnc0/s72-c/DSC00109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-7309528079576139286</id><published>2007-11-14T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T04:49:00.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to Do?</title><content type='html'>Since this morning..i din eat at all..i got tuition this morning..n i went bac to sleep..i really don wan to think too much..tats y i sleep from 2 to 5 something....luckily..keegan n his frens was here n i can spend a little time v them..so that i do not think of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel very hungry .. i asked chris n nicole bring me out for dinner..guess wat? i saw him..i really thought tat i can face it bravely..but..i  m &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WRONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOTALLY WRONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..!!! untill now..i cant even accept it...so..i really need all my frens to help me to stand up..i wan to become the keryee that u all know...a cheerful person...can u all help me? i don like to see myself crying n down aso..i really don like..after dinner..i went bac , i talk n  share my feelings to one of my fren..she adviced me wat to do..after talking to her..i feel better d..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;ya..fren..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from now on..i really have to stand up n make my life worth going on..I won force myself to forget..because when u do that..i will make myself to miss him more..of course for a fren..i will definately miss him..Don worry..i will be bac..jus need time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-7309528079576139286?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/7309528079576139286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=7309528079576139286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/7309528079576139286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/7309528079576139286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-to-do.html' title='What to Do?'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2796713760054313935.post-5148598715834463438</id><published>2007-11-13T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:33:48.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...A Tiring and Moody Day..</title><content type='html'>This is not the first time i post a blog..i created one..but i forget my password.. n now.. i m creating one...This morning i have my econ test n i din sleep for 16 hours cause i really cannot sleep...may be got a lot of things bothering me...i force myself to sleep but i &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CANT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ....i feel sad because of something n somebody very important in my life...These few days things happened unexpectally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don like&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, because when i lonely i will recall many sweet memories n looked bac to those pictures...tears will roll down n i cant even control them...Today i saw him...so what? I don know whether he acted like  stranger to me or i acted as a stranger to him...I felt that he din even wanted to look at me..my heart like breaking into pieces n of course.... i tried not to show in front of him...When he read my blog..i sure he know who is the person i m mentioning rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really took up a lot of courage to ask him n i get an answer finally...the answer is really hurting n i m trying to accept it...i jus need time to get over these kind of things....don worry..u r still the one who i appreciate n sayang the most...Jus that..don treat me as a stranger cause i really don like tat feeling...n of course u r my best buddy now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tats all...time to sleep...These few days..i  feel really tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God...pls look after that person i sayang the most...like what u normally do... help me to get trough all those things quickly n look after me..AMEN...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2796713760054313935-5148598715834463438?l=keryeesakana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/feeds/5148598715834463438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2796713760054313935&amp;postID=5148598715834463438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5148598715834463438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2796713760054313935/posts/default/5148598715834463438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keryeesakana.blogspot.com/2007/11/tiring-and-moody-day.html' title='...A Tiring and Moody Day..'/><author><name>sakanayee ^.^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01865129134866293464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
