<?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-14862148</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:00:10.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>istillloveyouu</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>- deb</name><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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14862148.post-112721581162161335</id><published>2005-09-20T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T04:30:11.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>really. as i expected we only lasted for a month. it was too short. i had too much memories in this one month. i cant let go even after we break up. fuck. i guess i shouldnt haf been serious at all. because in the end bound to get hurt. but i love you. i cant stop thinking about you. even when i see you in sch. i still feel like crying. haii.  it was a waste to break up. why am i always doing things that will make me regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love you , ALOT. ALOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14862148-112721581162161335?l=stick-witu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/feeds/112721581162161335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14862148&amp;postID=112721581162161335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default/112721581162161335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default/112721581162161335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/2005/09/really.html' title=''/><author><name>- deb</name><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-14862148.post-112277260868341215</id><published>2005-07-30T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T18:16:48.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>steading with him now. but its so unexpected and fast.. actually i wanted to ask you to give me more time but you said that you waited very long already.. oh well. this is what i always wantedd- to be withh you. but i havent really prepared myself. hahaha. yepp. just hope that we can last.. at least one month. make this one month memorable for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14862148-112277260868341215?l=stick-witu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/feeds/112277260868341215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14862148&amp;postID=112277260868341215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default/112277260868341215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default/112277260868341215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/2005/07/steading-with-him-now.html' title=''/><author><name>- deb</name><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-14862148.post-112269537468410816</id><published>2005-07-29T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T20:49:34.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha. in a super high mood=)) cos shawn talkin to me again.. FINALLY! and his now my god brotherr. at least in some wayy related to me..haha. i'm just satisfied enough to be his god mei mie. hahaha. not to forget.. eileen also his god sis liao!!! hahaha. haii. so happyy. den this morning all the wayy smsin him de. hehe. haii. anw. i know we two is impossible to be like last time le. tats why i chose to be your god sis insteadd. anything... as long as you still got talk to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14862148-112269537468410816?l=stick-witu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/feeds/112269537468410816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14862148&amp;postID=112269537468410816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default/112269537468410816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default/112269537468410816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/2005/07/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>- deb</name><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-14862148.post-112263569436059204</id><published>2005-07-29T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T04:14:54.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this morning had public caning. lower sec and sec four normal acad stayed back after assembly to see. meaning shawn's class. ohh man. had a superr great view of him. keep staring and staring. miss him alot alot alot. but its all overr. i can only keep this feeling to myself. see until veryy shuang. haii. his ever so cute lahh. so sad. he doesnt want to even talk to me. cant we even be friendds. forget it. i'm de one to be blame anw. its all my fault all this has happen. but gladd to hear that you working for poly. i will see you there.. in the same sch after you graduate. i love you even more den him. whenever he kiss or hug me, how i wished it was you instead. even when i hold his hands, i think of you. i wan to restore wad was lost but its too late..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14862148-112263569436059204?l=stick-witu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/feeds/112263569436059204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14862148&amp;postID=112263569436059204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default/112263569436059204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default/112263569436059204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-morning-had-public-caning.html' title=''/><author><name>- deb</name><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-14862148.post-112254315722892526</id><published>2005-07-28T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T02:32:37.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today saw you at the stairs area. haii. without fail will see you everyday de, no matter how muchh i try to hide or run. veryy xin ku. really. liddat very difficult to forget you. haii. i'm suchh an idiot. i choose to stead with someone i don love but gave up someone i really love. in class we wrote a essay about regret. THIS is wad i regret. haii. its too late. too late to turn backk. too late to restore what i lost. it hurts to remind myself that you are no longerr mine. after school saw you again in the canteen. carryin that bag.. make me think of all those times we had togetherr again. saddens me alot:'(&lt;br /&gt;haii. i hope you are going to poly after sec 5. i will join youu. i gave up my dream to go SAJC le. i gave up my hopes of going to jc alreadyy. all i want is to be able to see you in school everyday. thats all i ask forr. even if you are with anotherr girl, i jus wanna be able to see youu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14862148-112254315722892526?l=stick-witu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/feeds/112254315722892526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14862148&amp;postID=112254315722892526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default/112254315722892526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default/112254315722892526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-saw-you-at-stairs-area.html' title=''/><author><name>- deb</name><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-14862148.post-112247293154993085</id><published>2005-07-27T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T07:06:49.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly these few days keep seeing you in school. i thought i forgot all about you. but i din. i really tried my best. but i cant. i am so stupid to give you up. i don know why i did that. i just wasnt in the right mind. i miss you so muchh. i miss those days we had togetherr. the days when we cared so muchh for each other. the days when you told me you love me and how important i was to you. fuckk! why did i give you up when i love you so muchh. i don know what i am doing. its just too late now. too late even for regrets. i just want you to be happy. i toldd myself that i will stop loving you as soon as you've got someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deb, you are so useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14862148-112247293154993085?l=stick-witu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/feeds/112247293154993085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14862148&amp;postID=112247293154993085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default/112247293154993085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14862148/posts/default/112247293154993085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stick-witu.blogspot.com/2005/07/suddenly-these-few-days-keep-seeing.html' title=''/><author><name>- deb</name><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>
