<?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-5129438543577096822</id><updated>2011-07-31T03:09:28.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><subtitle type='html'>emo</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129438543577096822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vYRx2sYeDiY/Ss89F0FAR2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/hZ0tZ1yI5TM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone i thing she is a good friend of my..But i thing this is nt real cause she tipu me..I don't know why she wan to this to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than i thing why she wanna tipu me but i can't thing it..i dun know wat is going on..I so hate is y she wan say the thing to the fucker bitch than make she more angry me..But now i know she is nt a really friend of mine..i also dun know she still gt say anything to the other people and make they all angry me a not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i can say this fren i dun wan friend again cause u gt tipu me i hate it..i hate yvonne chaiw..&lt;br /&gt;i hate her forever and i never forgive it..no one can make me forgive her..the second 8 old woman is it..i wish her die unti like the picture of it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129438543577096822-7927006598666792943?l=elize16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/feeds/7927006598666792943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/10/friend-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129438543577096822/posts/default/7927006598666792943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129438543577096822/posts/default/7927006598666792943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/10/friend-problem.html' title='friend problem'/><author><name>sansan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638644416176155451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vYRx2sYeDiY/Sct59RbMdtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_qIKzjf8oZ4/S220/DSC00131.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vYRx2sYeDiY/Ss89F0FAR2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/hZ0tZ1yI5TM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129438543577096822.post-837714027062174570</id><published>2009-10-09T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T06:27:11.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.10.09</title><content type='html'>This morning i went to school i feel very tired .Dun know why i so tired but i sleep so well at yesterday.I thing i is really miss someone that i love..i thing that time is make me ONE day lose anything to me .I lose this thing is nt because of boy n girl relationship..is other.this thing i will dun forget for ever..this thing i will always put in number one in my old life.I always thing it ,i always cry..cause i lose already..I so sorry for it..i always at school thing about this.i can't forget wat i doing on that day i really sad i dun wan lose that thing but and the end i really lose it.i so unhappy .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129438543577096822-837714027062174570?l=elize16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/feeds/837714027062174570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/10/91009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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know wat can  i do.Now i thing other school fren is more better in my school..i so dissapointed for they all..i always thing wat i have done..but i thing no need to thing so much cause my fren do this do me i cannot forgive whether my family also...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129438543577096822-28323575062914303?l=elize16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/feeds/28323575062914303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-like-this-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129438543577096822/posts/default/28323575062914303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129438543577096822/posts/default/28323575062914303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-like-this-people.html' title='i Don&apos;t like this people'/><author><name>sansan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638644416176155451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vYRx2sYeDiY/Sct59RbMdtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_qIKzjf8oZ4/S220/DSC00131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129438543577096822.post-3028177010433729972</id><published>2009-08-11T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:37:59.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today morning go eat dim sumwith my family n friend after eaten .Me and my friend go to skl at 7 o'clock.At the class is ok.But after mathematic i hate the teacher the name pn.rohsia she is a fucker bitch in my class but not marry yet .At the class i call her eight old woman.Cause she teach me i dun know wat she talking about.I so hate her she always come into the class she dun give me sit which my fren.Because i dun wan change place than i lie teacher i sick so i just sleep only.than other class i still ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129438543577096822-3028177010433729972?l=elize16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/feeds/3028177010433729972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-morning-go-eat-dim-sumwith-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129438543577096822/posts/default/3028177010433729972'/><link 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eye is red already i also wanna cry..I wan that thing why they dun give me.Why they all wan me do this that i don't want to do it..I feel so hate and so painfully i don't know what can doing know.I thing i can feel i lost already that thing in my hold life but cannot be come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129438543577096822-6612311050883412491?l=elize16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/feeds/6612311050883412491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-sadness-day-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129438543577096822/posts/default/6612311050883412491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129438543577096822/posts/default/6612311050883412491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-sadness-day-in-my-life.html' title='In the sadness day in my life'/><author><name>sansan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638644416176155451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vYRx2sYeDiY/Sct59RbMdtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_qIKzjf8oZ4/S220/DSC00131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129438543577096822.post-6368614420672534779</id><published>2009-08-03T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T03:11:22.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in last sunday</title><content type='html'>In last sunday i was so happy cause i can go out with my fren go to see THE LAND OF THE LOST in parade but she din go cause no transpot so i can do is go which my c.C is who la..is cannot say cause is my secret la..i go to parade but at parade cannot see THE LAND OF THE LOST so we all go to see the HARRY POTTER in the room 2 but is so boring to see the HARRY POTTER but also got litter funny thing...after finish see we go to imax play computer than we go to walk around n go to map buy something than after 6 we go back home cause my mum drive me n c brother will take him back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129438543577096822-6368614420672534779?l=elize16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/feeds/6368614420672534779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-last-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129438543577096822/posts/default/6368614420672534779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129438543577096822/posts/default/6368614420672534779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-last-sunday.html' title='in last sunday'/><author><name>sansan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638644416176155451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vYRx2sYeDiY/Sct59RbMdtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_qIKzjf8oZ4/S220/DSC00131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129438543577096822.post-5291608850599407225</id><published>2009-04-13T01:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:47:54.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vYRx2sYeDiY/SeL6ULlwnaI/AAAAAAAAABw/VJxP8SA0XxM/s1600-h/DSC01897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324092934120840610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vYRx2sYeDiY/SeL6ULlwnaI/AAAAAAAAABw/VJxP8SA0XxM/s320/DSC01897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  That day is so happy at my cousin wedding.I can see i gt so many cousin.I which my cousin sit at one table i thing the girl is just 15 or 16 years old but not she tel me she is 19yrs old i hear already this i say your fasce also nt like 19 lolx.But she say is it she really is 19 so i never say anything i just say oh lol.Than finish the wedding we go back home i so happy to knoe her.After,tomoro i go inovasi tuition finish i saw the girl sister she also same tuition which me but she only form3 i wan cal her but she walk so fast.she must scare she late already to go for tuition la.She go already than my car uncle car is coming for drive me go home ,than i go home already say which my grandmother after i say already than i go to bath,bath finish i go to eating my dinner and than play computer  and sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129438543577096822-5291608850599407225?l=elize16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/feeds/5291608850599407225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129438543577096822/posts/default/5291608850599407225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129438543577096822/posts/default/5291608850599407225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-friend.html' title='best friend'/><author><name>sansan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638644416176155451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vYRx2sYeDiY/Sct59RbMdtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_qIKzjf8oZ4/S220/DSC00131.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vYRx2sYeDiY/SeL6ULlwnaI/AAAAAAAAABw/VJxP8SA0XxM/s72-c/DSC01897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129438543577096822.post-8389961353998074436</id><published>2009-04-12T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T08:07:22.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vYRx2sYeDiY/SeICmgEakhI/AAAAAAAAABg/neiUXeXY9JI/s1600-h/1_627462030l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323820569972085266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vYRx2sYeDiY/SeICmgEakhI/AAAAAAAAABg/neiUXeXY9JI/s320/1_627462030l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So happy take picture which my fren but she is the friend is so special for me lolx..but she gt litter bite crazy in the world.this fren for me is very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/5129438543577096822-8389961353998074436?l=elize16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/feeds/8389961353998074436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elize16.blogspot.com/2009/04/friendship.html#comment-form' 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