<?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-3619609102250094717</id><updated>2011-07-30T08:02:42.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yangjie Hearts XL</title><subtitle type='html'>I Still Love You Like Always Xl.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-7712895011003677351</id><published>2009-09-17T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:25:12.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its really over.</title><content type='html'>All the kisses that we had, all the sweet talks. Its all over now. I really love her but this relationship isn't working out for me. I thought i could stand her but truthfully, I was just being patient about everything... I've reached my limits and I exploded. I broke up with her. We had issues and we avoided it, which leads to break ups. I'm really sad, but what can i do? Its all over now... There's no turning back. It's time to move on i guess. Xinli, thanks. Thank you for the memories. I enjoyed it and i guess you too. All that's left are our pictures. Xinli, I still love you very much but loving you is hurting me. I'm sorry. I have to do this. I love you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-7712895011003677351?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/7712895011003677351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-really-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/7712895011003677351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/7712895011003677351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-really-over.html' title='Its really over.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-2108816056670850120</id><published>2009-09-09T06:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T06:29:34.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRANSFORMATION.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TRANSFORMATION IN PROGRESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back after I've done with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transform for her, for our future.&lt;br /&gt;transform because i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yangjie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-2108816056670850120?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/2108816056670850120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/09/transformation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/2108816056670850120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/2108816056670850120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/09/transformation.html' title='TRANSFORMATION.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-8015288073450375836</id><published>2009-09-01T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:11:15.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Bii.</title><content type='html'>Thanks Bii! for picking out the shirt for me =] i like it, oh wait no... i don't like it, i LOVE it! The Baskin that we shared, movie that we''ve seen together, everything was perfect! thank you. You've made my day. I love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love you so much! Love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yangjie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-8015288073450375836?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/8015288073450375836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/09/thanks-bii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/8015288073450375836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/8015288073450375836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/09/thanks-bii.html' title='Thanks Bii.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-4323807435359655320</id><published>2009-08-26T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:31:22.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Love.</title><content type='html'>Nothing to post about expect for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt; XL!&lt;br /&gt;You've changed my life =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-4323807435359655320?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/4323807435359655320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/4323807435359655320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/4323807435359655320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-love.html' title='Just Love.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-5167734858516099699</id><published>2009-08-24T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:36:41.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary.</title><content type='html'>Happy Anniversary Bii. Although it's just for 1 month, but it means alot for me cause we've never been this far before. Well, i did some bad things yesterday... I'm really sorry for that Bii, please forgive me alright? sorry... haiz. Anyway, i love her so much that i could make the world stop spinning =] I love you Bii, like i always do. Alright Nights, see ya in my dreams tonight =] muacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-5167734858516099699?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/5167734858516099699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5167734858516099699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5167734858516099699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-5722937384019582847</id><published>2009-08-21T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T04:26:10.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a childish trap.</title><content type='html'>Recently, something funny or childish happened. Let us begin this idiotic story by naming the character involved &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tan Ph'ng Shen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carrie Teh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Let's name Ph'ng Shen "A" and Carrie Teh "B" alright. So here it goes. A was my bii's ex, and B was my friend's ex. They both cheated their ex just to be together. It was a sad tragedy but it's all over now. Alright, so here it goes. A and B told everybody that they broke up(but who cares or believe them, B is a gold digger and A is a sex maniac, they need each other to survive.) After that, when I was in the movie with my Bii, she suddenly received a message from A wishing her Happy Birthday and stuff. For your information, A and B were just sitting a few seats away from us. They were watching our every move. (It's creepy doesn't it =S ) The main reason is to make me jealous. They know when i got mad or jealous, violent is what I'll be doing. A wants me to beat him up in school, so that A could get me in trouble and I wont be graduating from school if that happens. I admit i was going to have a talk with A at first, but I was stopped by my Bii as she said it would be a stupid thing to do. Anyway, their plan failed ( Awww, too bad) Luckily i got her to hold me back. Or else i would be in trouble right now, thanks Bii! Anyway, their plan is stupid. it will never work A and B so dream on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-5722937384019582847?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/5722937384019582847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-childish-trap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5722937384019582847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5722937384019582847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-childish-trap.html' title='It&apos;s a childish trap.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-1773404639011166681</id><published>2009-08-21T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:30:35.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so sorry.</title><content type='html'>Bii, i'm super sorry for making you sick. Get well soon! If you wanna visit the doctor, just tell me alright? sorry =[ get well soon! I love you more than anything in this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-1773404639011166681?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/1773404639011166681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-so-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/1773404639011166681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/1773404639011166681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-so-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m so sorry.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-8632459382157726987</id><published>2009-08-15T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T01:06:27.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday.</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Bii! Well, its her birthday yesterday and I'm glad that I was there to celebrate together with her. We both had the time of our life. Watched 2 movies together, had lunch and dinner and stuff. Everything was perfect! Went Sega with her and her friends before we went back. I had a GREAT time. Thanks Bii! I love you so much =] Happy Birthday again &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yangjie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-8632459382157726987?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/8632459382157726987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/8632459382157726987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/8632459382157726987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-7174441410100764666</id><published>2009-07-24T01:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T01:10:05.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It hurts.</title><content type='html'>Everything hurts right now. Her picture in my wallet, her messages, her everything. It hurts me to let go, it hurts me more when she asked me to find a better one. What should i do now, I'm confused! I love her still...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-7174441410100764666?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/7174441410100764666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/7174441410100764666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/7174441410100764666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-hurts.html' title='It hurts.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-2105071563971389167</id><published>2009-07-18T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:21:21.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happened To Me?</title><content type='html'>2 days, less than 10 messages between us. She was busy and i understand that. She text me the other day when she was finally free. But i pushed her away. Why!?!?! How can i treat her like that! I regretted for treating her in such way. Perhaps it's just too hard to let her go out of my arms? Is letting her to hate me an easier way? I'm so confused now! I love her too much... Alright, time to go to work now. I still love you xl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-2105071563971389167?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/2105071563971389167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-happened-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/2105071563971389167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/2105071563971389167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-happened-to-me.html' title='What Happened To Me?'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-5485205794170929914</id><published>2009-07-15T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T06:14:49.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another song.</title><content type='html'>I'm in school currently.feeling a little bad mood so i wrote her another song. This song is call "teach me" by yangjie.   &lt;br /&gt;Everytime i close my eyes, &lt;br /&gt;i would see her beautiful eyes, &lt;br /&gt;when i tried to walk away, &lt;br /&gt;everyday day is just not my day, &lt;br /&gt;when i hope this is the last, &lt;br /&gt;i always hold on to the past. &lt;br /&gt;Till the last... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So teach me, &lt;br /&gt;let me breath, &lt;br /&gt;so teach me, &lt;br /&gt;don't tease me, &lt;br /&gt;please teach me cause i'm stupid, &lt;br /&gt;cause i don't deserve, &lt;br /&gt;all these things when i love you...xl.   &lt;br /&gt;I'm there for you, &lt;br /&gt;when you need me, &lt;br /&gt;if my dreams come true, &lt;br /&gt;everything would be a bliss, &lt;br /&gt;so why don't you, close up the door and love another man, &lt;br /&gt;and why can't you, &lt;br /&gt;love me instead me another man, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so teach me, &lt;br /&gt;let me breathe, &lt;br /&gt;so teach me, &lt;br /&gt;don't tease me, &lt;br /&gt;please teach me cause i'm stupid, &lt;br /&gt;cause i don't deserve, &lt;br /&gt;all these things when i love you, xl... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you very much xl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yangjie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-5485205794170929914?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/5485205794170929914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5485205794170929914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5485205794170929914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-song.html' title='Another song.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-5123625559545922601</id><published>2009-07-10T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T02:10:51.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, something happened last night. It's not a good thing. Anyway, was feeling really moody in school, so i decided to write her a song. It's from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is called "For You" By Yangjie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're better off without me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm like the barrier of your dreams, &lt;br /&gt;I am sure you'll be happy,&lt;br /&gt;Cause the only choice is to leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know its hard,&lt;br /&gt;for the both of us,&lt;br /&gt;Stay together is not,&lt;br /&gt;just not for us,&lt;br /&gt;I rather be sad,&lt;br /&gt;When I am apart,&lt;br /&gt;from you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't regret,&lt;br /&gt;for the things that I've said,&lt;br /&gt;I won't look back,&lt;br /&gt;For the things we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something in my heart that i want to say,&lt;br /&gt;and something in my mind i wish i can pray,&lt;br /&gt;for you, for you...&lt;br /&gt;There's something in my heart that i want to say,&lt;br /&gt;and something in my mind i wish i can pray,&lt;br /&gt;and i know its hard,&lt;br /&gt;for the both of us,&lt;br /&gt;Stay together is not,&lt;br /&gt;just not for us,&lt;br /&gt;I rather be sad, &lt;br /&gt;when we're apart, &lt;br /&gt;I rather be SAD,&lt;br /&gt;when we're apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for the song. The full song will be posted later on in the future. i would like to dedicate this song to her. Hope she will have a better life and relationship in the future with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Yangjie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-5123625559545922601?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/5123625559545922601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-something-happened-last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5123625559545922601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5123625559545922601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-something-happened-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-6448787134620323039</id><published>2009-07-08T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T11:12:25.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something from my heart.</title><content type='html'>you're like the fire burning inside my heart,&lt;br /&gt;its explainable like the born of the stars,&lt;br /&gt;so yes i love you and its deep from my heart,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be feeling me when we're not apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so marry me now,&lt;br /&gt;cause there are no frowns,&lt;br /&gt;and you will never be alone, &lt;br /&gt;as you'll be in control,&lt;br /&gt;cause love is all we have,&lt;br /&gt;and the crown will be your hat. &lt;br /&gt;So love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she told me something which is quite shocking about 2 hours ago. It's 2 o'clock in the middle of the night right now and i can't seem to get myself any sleep. So, above is a song i'm working on for her. I know the lyrics are simple, and not really that meaningful, but hey, it's from my heart. I've taken some serious considerations about the thing she told me just now, and my message to her is, Hey bii, i think this is a test given by God to us, I know sometimes we can't control our feelings towards people, but there are ways to prevent it. For example, reduce the sms rate between you guys and tell him that we're together already. I know and i understand that the fact of he is a good guy, a gentleman perhaps, but bii, don't you think that letting him into our baby relationship will only cause damages instead of greatness? I'm not stopping you from seeing him or what(you know yourself) so, you still can sms with him or go out with him even after you tell him everything. Like i said, I've changed and i can accept just about anything. I just think there's a little bit of a waste if everything between us is ruined because of this issue. In conclusion, the decision is in your hands bii, i know you love me and i love you, so whatever you do, remember that there will always be a guy at your back, supporting you silently.(That's me!) Sorry, i can't sleep and it's not your fault, don't blame yourself. Its a test from God, so now i would like you to take my hand, side by side and face it together with me okay? One is a loner, two is great and three is a crowd. I believe, together, we can achieve greatness bii. I still can't sleep so there's no good night, i think i'm staying up all night. Anyway, I love you and no matter what are the people are gossiping behind us, I still know that we love each other. I love you. Have a nice comfy sleep. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-6448787134620323039?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/6448787134620323039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-from-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/6448787134620323039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/6448787134620323039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-from-my-heart.html' title='Something from my heart.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-3389425328834499522</id><published>2009-07-06T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:22:57.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love you. There's no doubt of it. Hope we can last LONG. I'm super in love with her right now. So, patching back with celine? No way people. Not in a Trillion years. I love you Xl. nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-3389425328834499522?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/3389425328834499522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-you_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/3389425328834499522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/3389425328834499522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-you_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-3316688479904278546</id><published>2009-07-04T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T03:22:14.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you.</title><content type='html'>I don't want another pretty face, I don't want just anyone to hold, I don't wan my love to go to waste, I want you and your beautiful soul. I know, that you, Are something special, to you, I'll be, always faithful... Whatever it is, I just want you to know that i love you. Maybe my words will never ever touch you. But i tried? Nothing to say today, just missing you very much... And i love you Bii... You're everything to me, I don't want to lose you ever again. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-3316688479904278546?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/3316688479904278546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/3316688479904278546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/3316688479904278546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-you.html' title='I love you.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-7222687986749673419</id><published>2009-06-28T06:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T06:25:18.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do?</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's been a long time since a last posted a post. As i said, this is the place for me to express feelings with no boundaries. Well, she told me she still loves me even after we broke up. But she doesn't to fine back? that's weird but it's okay i guess. i've tried to ignore her for whole day but somehow, either i will message her myself or she will message me. I constantly ask myself, what's my feelings on her now? My mind is getting more and more confused as the days go by. I do not know what to do right now. I've tried literally everything. I've tried the silent treatment, I've tried to be cold to her just like what she has asked me to, I've tried the caring method. But, none of them is working. Maybe she's just lying to me? Maybe she's just feeling guilty? Another thing is, i felt that she's constantly jealous about everything. Even my long lost ex? Erm, her jealousy also showed me her feelings towards me i guess. She's been talking about the key to her heart since the day we broke up, so here's the situation. There's another guy from PFS, currently 18 or 19 I'm not sure who is chasing her too. I felt that he's a big threat. He always asks her out with him. Which worries me a lot. He's always messaging her. More then i do sometimes even when we're together. She refuses to tell him about our relationship? Or maybe she's cheating on me? Nah, i don't think she will do that. She's not that kind of a person. Haiz, what to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-7222687986749673419?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/7222687986749673419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/7222687986749673419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/7222687986749673419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-to-do.html' title='What to do?'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-78757643757998775</id><published>2009-06-24T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T09:43:16.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This song is called "Happy Birthday" by Yangjie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to say, &lt;br /&gt;except i love you, &lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;if there's a thing or you,&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to say,&lt;br /&gt;when i'm feeling grey,&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to give,&lt;br /&gt;but happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said happy birthday to you bii,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dont know what's your feelings to me,&lt;br /&gt;But i know bii you must love me,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what's the phase,&lt;br /&gt;just happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want another girl,&lt;br /&gt;to tell my feelings to.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want another day,&lt;br /&gt;to tell you happy birthday,&lt;br /&gt;I dont want another girl,&lt;br /&gt;to tell my feelings to.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want another day,&lt;br /&gt;to tell you happy birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a song i wrote for her when we're still together. Although her birthday is still 2 months away, but i've planed everything for her. I have high hopes on our relationship, but it never turn out the way i hope. Well, it's all over now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-78757643757998775?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/78757643757998775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-song-is-called-happy-birthday-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/78757643757998775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/78757643757998775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-song-is-called-happy-birthday-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-786245415406975507</id><published>2009-06-11T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T03:31:40.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss her.</title><content type='html'>First of all, i would like to apologize for my essay like posts. Okay, she's taking her nap now, I miss her very much. I would like to call her to wake up but that would have just been Selfish. Speaking of selfish, she once told me i'm selfish by wanting her all by myself. I guess i am being selfish am i. I want to see her every single day. All these posts aren't working, they're suppose to touch her heart but they have never done that. What's the problem huh? My poor vocabularies? I am not good at explaining things? Or is it that she just doesn't care about these huh. I am confused, I am very confused. Sometimes I felt like she likes me, sometimes she doesn't. All these issues are bouncing in my mind every single day with no direction. I am a protective guy, but she doesn't like people who are "Over" protective over some minor issues. So, i have been really relaxed and cool with everything she has done in the past couple days. Hope she realises that. Well, she's going to the beach tomorrow, with a form 6 guy apparently. I am not worried about her flirting with him. Instead, I am worried about her safety. It's dangerous to me. The beach alone is dangerous. Some one could get drowned and supernatural stuff could happen, just like the movies. Another worst case scenario is she maybe will be hurt or you know what by him. I am not making assumptions , i am not judging him.I am just worried. Who knows what will his true face be? One more thing, she said she doesn't know who will they be joining. She just said "his friends". That worries me more actually. Its already dangerous to visit the beach without adult's supervision and now joining up with strangers? That's just taking risks. This has worried me whole day and it will not stop until she's back from the outing. Oh ya, another thing is I am not going to be in Penang for the next couple of days. That adds up to the risks she's taking as i am not going to be there for her when she needs me. My advise, do not go. Maybe some other time when everything is at it's best condition. Okay? Please, listen to me. She loves the beach, I understand how excited for her to go to the beach. But, some other time okay? Please. If you really want to go, you may. But, make sure everything is clear and constantly message me to inform me your status alright? Thanks. I trust you that you will make the correct decision. I love you Xl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yangjie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-786245415406975507?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/786245415406975507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/786245415406975507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/786245415406975507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-her.html' title='I miss her.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-750456128228118455</id><published>2009-06-10T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:09:38.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for her.</title><content type='html'>Hellogoodbye-Here in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like, &lt;br /&gt;Where we are, &lt;br /&gt;When we drive, &lt;br /&gt;In your car. &lt;br /&gt;I like, &lt;br /&gt;Where we are, &lt;br /&gt;Here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause our lips, &lt;br /&gt;Can touch. &lt;br /&gt;And our cheeks, &lt;br /&gt;Can brush. &lt;br /&gt;Our lips can touch, &lt;br /&gt;Here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you are the one, the one, &lt;br /&gt;That lies close to me. &lt;br /&gt;Whispers, "Hello, &lt;br /&gt;I've missed you quite terribly." &lt;br /&gt;I fell in love, in love, &lt;br /&gt;With you suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;Now there's no place else, &lt;br /&gt;I could be, but, &lt;br /&gt;Here in your arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like, &lt;br /&gt;Where you sleep, &lt;br /&gt;When you sleep, &lt;br /&gt;Next to me. &lt;br /&gt;I like, &lt;br /&gt;Where you sleep, &lt;br /&gt;Here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lips, &lt;br /&gt;Can touch. &lt;br /&gt;And our cheeks, &lt;br /&gt;Can brush. &lt;br /&gt;Cause our lips can touch, &lt;br /&gt;Here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you are the one, the one, &lt;br /&gt;That lies close to me. &lt;br /&gt;Whispers, "Hello, &lt;br /&gt;I've missed you quite terribly." &lt;br /&gt;I fell in love, in love, &lt;br /&gt;With you suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;Now there's no place else, &lt;br /&gt;I could be, but, &lt;br /&gt;Here in your arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lips can touch. &lt;br /&gt;Our lips can touch, &lt;br /&gt;Here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one, the one, &lt;br /&gt;That lies close to me. &lt;br /&gt;Whispers, "Hello, &lt;br /&gt;I've missed you quite terribly." &lt;br /&gt;I fell in love, in love, &lt;br /&gt;With you suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;Now there's no place else, &lt;br /&gt;I could be, but, &lt;br /&gt;Here in your... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one, the one, &lt;br /&gt;That lies close to me. &lt;br /&gt;Whispers, "Hello, &lt;br /&gt;I've missed you quite, miss you quite..."&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love, in love, &lt;br /&gt;With you suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;Now theres no place else, &lt;br /&gt;I could be, but, &lt;br /&gt;Here in your arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in your arms. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, here in your... arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something i would like to dedicate to her. I really hope i can hug you to sleep every single night. Each time i close my eyes, i would think back your smiles, that makes me smile too. Today, woke up at 5.30 and called her to wake up. Then i fell asleep again, woke up at 8. And she's in school already. I had a great time today. But her ignorance towards me is killing me sometimes. She's scared of rumors, she doesn't want other people to know our stuff, so do i. My blog is not popular so i don't mind posting things about it. Today, I finally learnt something. I learnt to trust her. Her actions today is convincing that she will not flirt with guys. She behaves properly and she knows how to keep a distant between her and other else people. I was kinda angry at first cause she ignored me. But, after a while i started to think, this may be her last Guides activity, so I should loosen up a little bit to make her feel comfortable. I've looked at her for hours today and i found out she seldom look at me, but that's okay. I don't mind. I was sitting at the side while she was dancing with her friends. The smile on her face, just makes me smile. Now, i realize what is true love and how much i love/appreciate her. Well, i can see that there's one guy from my school likes her too. He asked for her email and did a bunch of stuff for her with immediate efficiency. That's obvious. But i trust her that she will not like him back. Xl, hope that now with my trust, you can be more comfortable when you're with me. Hope this will help in building our relationship strongly. I love you Xl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yangjie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-750456128228118455?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/750456128228118455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-for-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/750456128228118455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/750456128228118455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-for-her.html' title='Something for her.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-2616776016674211849</id><published>2009-06-08T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:09:46.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ILY.</title><content type='html'>I Love You, there's not doubt. Seriously, you're the one i love the most. No one can compare to you. You're like the sunshine of my life. I feel comfortable when i'm with you. I feel sweet whenever im with you. I know i'm an idiot, who cries every time when you ignore my calls or messages. I know i have annoyed you sometimes, sorry. I've never done anything wrong so far, I never do anything that you have warned me not to. Im doing the best that i can, to impress you, to cheer you up, to accompany you when you're feeling sorrow, to be there with you together to get through obstacles of life which make us grow together. Sometimes, I just feel that im a bad tempered, FAT, fucking ugly, annoying, guy to you. Sorry. I love you are the words i want to say to you first thing in the morning everyday. Personally, i love to express my love. I don't care whether its in the public or where, i will do what i want, cause i love you. Please accept me for who i am. You said i was hot tempered, and i changed, you told me not to text you multiple times if you're not replying and i did. sometimes, its not that im being annoying, I'm worried, that's all. Especially when you're on the road, Do you know how worried I am everytime you ride? I'm not saying that you're a lousy rider but things or accidents can happen to anyone, even professionals. Yes, i know i always post up only my sadness on the blog. This happens because this is the only place i can express my feeling of sadness. 24th of May, 1st of June, 7th of June, are the days i will not forget till i'm gone. You may think that I'm treating these " I Love You" 3 words commonly by saying it to you all the time? Do you know the reason behind it? I say "I Love You" to you all the time because I'm a rider myself, I don't know when i will die of traffic accidents. Maybe one day, i would ended up beneath a truck or lorries? Maybe one day i would crashed into a speeding car and suffer immediate death? We don't know when and where will these things happen to us. I don't want to feel regret even when i'm dead, even if i die, i still want you to know that I LOVE YOU Xl. You may think that I'm just a cry baby, who cries whenever things happened. You may think I'm a coward who's afraid to accept the truth of life. But I'm just a sensitive guy, that's all. I've done many unimaginable sins last year, i regretted. I'm trying my very best to make up my mistakes this year. Starting with my studies, moral and love. Not because I'm scared i would be punished cruelly in hell but to purify my soul so i can live a better life. I want to bring happiness to you that you've lost. I'm the first guy who made you feel love again, and i hope you can give me this precious opportunity to make up all the mistakes that your ex-es did. I just want to love you. I may undergo an operation soon, which horrifies me. I will have my lower jaw sawed as its growing out of control, I don't want to do the operation, i don't want to take this risks! I may die, i may be scar for life, my face could be worst than ever, i may lose my ability of consuming food or even worst, my whole jaw. But it's not sure yet, i might just have braces instead. Every moment, in my lief since April 10th, I've never stop thinking about you. Not even for a second. You physics and Biology aren't your strongest subjects, I wanted to help you. I can teach you, I've already kept notes i collected from my teachers and my tuition centers. I hope that will help you. I can even teach you face to face if you don't mind. I'm always there for you. Anytime, almost anywhere, any moment. I love you Xl, I've never loved a woman as much as i love you. I hope you could do the same thing back for me. Together, to the infinity and beyond, eternity love. I love you Xl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yangjie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-2616776016674211849?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/2616776016674211849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/ily.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/2616776016674211849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/2616776016674211849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/ily.html' title='ILY.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-5897332277631885342</id><published>2009-06-03T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:58:09.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be your boyfriend!</title><content type='html'>She said she doesnt like couple life as she will feel she's under control and will lose her freedom. But i said no! If i was your boy friend, you will still be able to do the things you like to do! You still can go out with your friends! Male or female i dont mind, aslong as you never cross the limit of cheating then im perfectly fine with everything! You still can choose not to meet me, you still can choose not to reply my message, not to say i dont mind but i will say, i Understand! Im a very understanding person, aslong you're telling me the truth, i can accept everything! literally everything! Trust me Xl, being together will only bring us Happiness, not arguments that you've expected! I promise that i will not break my promise i made. If one day i break my promise, i will FAIL my SPM! My legs will be broken in road accidents! I dare to make these promises because im sure i wont break my promises! This is the real truth! I want you readers to be the witnesses of this. God, you shall be one too! Punish me if i cant fulfill my promises. Even death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love for Xl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-5897332277631885342?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/5897332277631885342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wanna-be-your-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5897332277631885342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5897332277631885342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wanna-be-your-boyfriend.html' title='I wanna be your boyfriend!'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-3809111586267646248</id><published>2009-06-03T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T07:28:25.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry.</title><content type='html'>Sorry Xl. I didn't mean to make you mad. You said you aren't a good girl but i deny that! You're not good, you're great! I'm the bad one, I should have just be more patient, more loose and relax. I shouldn't be so stupid trying to control you in every way. I just want to protect you, please don't misunderstood that. I know you've seen countless of bad examples of couples. Most of them collapsed in the end, but I promise you we will not be like them! I may not be handsome or rich, but i have a heart that belongs to you, sticks to you. I love you! You may prefer your single lifestyle, but i can tell that you're lying! Your sabotaging friends is the problem. Their opinion is affecting our growing relationship, is that fair? They're not the one im interested in, Im interested in you only. Yesterday, i was happy seeing that you enjoyed the party, but everything changed after you left. I felt pointless or can say i lost my direction i lost my purpose of existence without you. I'm really sorry about last night, I'm sorry that i made you felt uncomfortable last night, im sorry i made you felt awkward last night, im sorry for being so useless! but i was just expressing my love to you, please don't hate me alright? i know we had fights during afternoon just now, Im sorry. I shouldn't accuse you for thing you did not do. I shouldn't judge you without investigations. I shouldn't scold you out loud on the phone, sorry Xl, but i lost my mind cause i was REALLY hungry and i was having a serious headache! please understand that alright? I was drunk, i was stupid, i was an idiot, i was hot tempered. Im sorry! but i really really really really love you! Please do not hate me, please do not lose your feelings on me will ya? I will try my best to make up my mistakes. I will! So please don't angry already ok? I love you Xl! i really do. Shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and regret,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-3809111586267646248?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/3809111586267646248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/3809111586267646248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/3809111586267646248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry.html' title='Sorry.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-140617089660674261</id><published>2009-05-01T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:49:01.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad dream.</title><content type='html'>Its 2.40 in the morning. I was really blur and dizzy, knowing that i'm just going to the toilet. and i "Lao Sai" =.=! like maybe for half an hour. After finish laosai, i went back to sleep. And the stupid dream started. I dreamed about her, again! but this time, its a nightmare. I dreamed about i was riding my bike and i passed a place. She was there, but not alone! There's some guy who's sitting beside her. They were holding hands. Immediately, with no hesitation, i walked towards them. They hands where stacked on top of each other's. There was a paper under his hand, and it's my DRAWING!!!! Dang! i was being damm pissed, trying my best to seperate them but apparently, it didn't work. I was being really frustrated. Suddenly, She, her ex and i went into a room? (i know its weird but ITS A DREAM) Then her ex stood in front of me, He has Long golden hair(Dugao), Wearing a Black T-Shirt, and he's tall and thin(BamBOO) And i remember i was punching him against the wall, then suddenly again =.= they were sitting on the floor and were holding hands and smiling to each ither again and again! My heart at that point was literally BROKEN, into million of pieces. Then she woke me up with her message, i think that was 12 in the noon already, it wasn't a good dream and i hope it will NEVER come true. I'm really scared. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-140617089660674261?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/140617089660674261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/05/bad-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/140617089660674261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/140617089660674261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/05/bad-dream.html' title='A bad dream.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-5145759181406554959</id><published>2009-04-30T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:19:34.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a very great day.</title><content type='html'>Everything was a bliss for me at the beginning of the day, had breakfast together with her, went to school, had some laughs with friend then went home like usual. But when everything is at its peak point, disastrous stroked. I was watching movie that time, It was about 5 something in the evening, she told me she was at McDonald's with her friends. Then, her first ex showed up, and he sms-ed her and he said he's going to chase her back. My heart, my soul, my body, collapsed after hearing what she said. I was just lying in my living room, doing nothing, was literally stunned. My heart was shattered on the floor, and I was too tired to pick them up. Emo-ed in the living room until 7, she called me to comfort me, but it didn't work. Sorry =[ I was thinking, her ex was an idiot. He cheated on her not once, not twice many times in total! i know how hurt she was, that's why i wanna love her more, to make up his mistakes. To heal her wounded heart. If she patched back with him, i would be very disappointed with her. As why would she still walk the path when she already knew there's a dead end? but luckily, she has not done it yet. I hope she won't do it. 8p.m, i went to her house, sms-ed her to ask her to come downstairs but she was there already, talking to someone in a car, so i thought that was her mom so i quickly rode away and waited her at the junction. Had my dinner with her, talked to her about the consequences and my thoughts and of course my feelings. After that, she asked me to go to the Night Market with her, and i did. Walked with her about half an hour in that Night Market area, she bought something =] 3 things actually, one is for her mom. Met my friend's mom on my way up to the parking lot. Talked to her some more, then went straight back home and here am i. Still kinda sad, but i think everything will be better tomorrow. Hope she doesn't choose the wrong path to walk on. My feelings on her, hmmm, where to start? its an unexplainable feeling from my heart. Its huge, and it's growing, FAST. I've never felt this way before towards anybody i've came across in my life. It's like a red red red red rose in my heart that just keep blooming with no intention of stopping. It's a mystery on why i would feel this way, it will not be a history on my feelings for her as it will never change, Never. I love her, there's no doubt about it. I would sacrifice everything, anything in my life, just to protect her from the devils of love and other matters. I've always been worried about her, everytime, everymoment, everywhere, everysinglesecondthatimnotwithher. She may thought that i'm some kind of a worried freako, but i don't care as its really from my heart, My concern on her is developed from my heart, it's unbreakable, INVINCIBLE. All i can say is, i want her to be happy, always smiling, and I LOVE HER! This is for her, I LOVE YOU! You know who i mean =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-5145759181406554959?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/5145759181406554959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-very-great-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5145759181406554959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5145759181406554959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-very-great-day.html' title='Not a very great day.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-288993913336791058</id><published>2009-04-29T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:42:42.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody, well, today was all about RUSH RUSH RUSH as i woke up at 6.40, which is quite late for me. Quickly went for a quick bathe then took off immediately, reached school at 7.17a.m(luckily never late) XD then went for the motivation camp, halfway went for the "Ba He"(Chinese) i don't know how to say it in english, sorry=[ then was in class till the school ended =] Went to play basketball just now with some friends. And here am i now =] eating a peanut butter sandwich which is very very tasty XD im lovin' it =] Oh ya, went for Mr.Chin's tuition yesterday near Heng Ee there. It's a tuition for Modern Mathematics and Additional Mathematics. From 6.15 till 9.45(very tiring actually)  here's a photo of Mr.Chin's class =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfgSH3swOsI/AAAAAAAAACg/PR51gP8GvGo/s1600-h/IMG0336A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfgSH3swOsI/AAAAAAAAACg/PR51gP8GvGo/s320/IMG0336A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330030085413026498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the class was really fun cause i have Jason Khor and Kuan Yu there with me =] Mr.Chin is a great teacher. Not strict at all. Jokes are basically his thing =] He always joking around in the class just to get rid of the dull atmosphere =] to make the lesson more interesting. Thanks Mr.Chin. Well, for more information about Mr.Chin's tuition you can visit www.mrchin.com.my =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-288993913336791058?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/288993913336791058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-everybody-well-today-was-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/288993913336791058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/288993913336791058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-everybody-well-today-was-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfgSH3swOsI/AAAAAAAAACg/PR51gP8GvGo/s72-c/IMG0336A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-2984031737192193671</id><published>2009-04-28T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:23:46.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Well Soon!</title><content type='html'>She's sick, she had a headache, me too. Maybe it's because of the weather nowadays, i miss her, alot. But apparently she's resting so it's okay. I've been having some trouble sleeping lately, i wonder why is it? I've been sleeping in school alot lately, which i dont really like as i will miss out what the teacher will be teaching. Haih, i really miss her. Saw her in tuition yesterday, she was just sitting at the back, but i can't talk to her, cause i understand that she doesnt like rumors. Passed her the battery and straight went home. Sms-ed her, had a real good time =] Sorry for this pointless post. But i really miss her. I hope she knows it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-2984031737192193671?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/2984031737192193671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-well-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/2984031737192193671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/2984031737192193671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-well-soon.html' title='Get Well Soon!'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-5639734426425452105</id><published>2009-04-27T02:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T02:52:44.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa's Birthday =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfWABVD2M-I/AAAAAAAAACY/99NFpCjN6eI/s1600-h/IMG0335A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfWABVD2M-I/AAAAAAAAACY/99NFpCjN6eI/s320/IMG0335A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329306494384354274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my grabdpa's birthday like i mentioned earlier =] had a great time there. All my aunts and uncles showed up. The food was really nice =] i think i gained about 2 pounds yesterday! haha met my cousins and just chit chat non-stop! But, I just couldn't keep my mind from thinking about her, I wish she was there with me, spending every moment in my life together with me, laugh together or even cry together? The dinner ended at about 10+ or 11+ i forgot. Called her while i was waiting for my dad to talk with his old friends there. The restaurant was located at Batu Maung, a sea side restaurant, a great environment to dine at =] I think the restaurant is "Batu Maung Seafood" i guess. I wasn't paying attention! sorry! XD Went to school today, slept for 4 periods! Physic and Chemistry i guess. I've given up on Chemistry totally. But not Physic. Eaten Chicken Rice after school with Hock Sheng, Yuan Tatt, Hao, Walter and Chia Shen at Paya Terubong. Went back home and went to do the "Pre-Test" for my "P" license, Im taking the test on 11th of May, kinda nervous just to think about it =S Then went to Bukit Jambul Complex to buy phone battery for her =] If anybody need any accessories of phone or even phone it self, find me =] 0164779109. I think that's all for today. Oh ya, I'm going to tuition together with her =X Kinda happy actually XD okay, i shall stop here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-5639734426425452105?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/5639734426425452105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandpas-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5639734426425452105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5639734426425452105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandpas-birthday.html' title='Grandpa&apos;s Birthday =]'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfWABVD2M-I/AAAAAAAAACY/99NFpCjN6eI/s72-c/IMG0335A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-1065143223243209673</id><published>2009-04-26T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:56:49.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday~</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 12 noon, kinda tired and sleepy. Went to bathe and brush my teeth. I watched C.S.I. Miami and New York, which is a great show! Its worth to watch.=] I was drawing "something" for someone while i was watching it. I think i did a great job? Looked kinda nice XD Hope she will like it =] Then i was really hungry cause i haven't eat since i woke up. Called Wei Chung and off I go! Went to meet up at McDonald's, called someone while i was waiting for Wei Chung, he was being really slow! Kidding hehe. Had a really nice talk with her =] miss it! Then we went to have Wan Tan Mee at somewhere~ The food there's kinda nice. After filling my stomach, went to play snooker with Wei Chung and Zheng Feng. I like to play snooker but i'm just a beginner =] But i still manage to win Wei Chung XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfQu3Ohlf_I/AAAAAAAAACI/n6ew9ccT6AQ/s1600-h/IMG0327A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfQu3Ohlf_I/AAAAAAAAACI/n6ew9ccT6AQ/s320/IMG0327A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328935785412788210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went to have my practical but sadly, its unavailable as they're closing! Stupid Cemerlang! Waste my petrol. After i got back from Cemerlang, had a quick change then i decided to wash my Baby =] Love my baby XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfQvZS3Op3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/XbwrHoKbA9A/s1600-h/IMG0330A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfQvZS3Op3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/XbwrHoKbA9A/s320/IMG0330A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328936370692859762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa went to my house while i was bathing my baby, i got scolded cause of the wounds he saw on my hand and leg, but its okay cause its for my own good =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's my Grandpa's Birthday today, i think he's turning 90 or something i forgot=X So, Happy Birthday Grandpa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-1065143223243209673?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/1065143223243209673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/1065143223243209673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/1065143223243209673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday.html' title='Sunday~'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfQu3Ohlf_I/AAAAAAAAACI/n6ew9ccT6AQ/s72-c/IMG0327A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-8276279540298588304</id><published>2009-04-25T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T07:59:00.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Green! 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J. Zwally predicts that nearly all the ice could be gone from the Artic Ocean by the end of Summer melt season in 2012.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Go Green&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;I bet most of you must have heard of this “Go Green” motto right? When you think of Go Green you’ll be thinking of saving the environment right? Well, recently scientist found out that just by going green isn’t enough, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;we’ll have to “&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Go Veg&lt;/span&gt;!”. So what does being a vegetarian helps in saving the Earth? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Most of us never realize that. But it’s okay, I am here to explain. “Meat eating is a major cause of global warming” from United Nation report. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Main driver of deforestation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Over 70% of Amazon rainforest is cut down for meat production.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Largest single source of water pollution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Heavy contributor to oceanic “dead” zones, chemical pollution, coral reef die-off, human health problems and antibiotic resistance. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Potent greenhouse gas emissions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Livestock produces MORE greenhouse gases than all worldwide transportation combined.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Livestock are one of the most significant contributors to today’s most serious environmental problem! Urgent action is required to remedy the situation!&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;By Dr.Henning &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Steinfeld, Chief of Livestock Information and Policy Branch, FAO of United Nations. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More information on &lt;a href="http://www.suprememastertv.com/"&gt;www.SupremeMasterTv.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-8276279540298588304?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/8276279540298588304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/go-green-go-veg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/8276279540298588304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/8276279540298588304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/go-green-go-veg.html' title='Go Green! Go Veg!'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-5396597933718871929</id><published>2009-04-24T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:48:39.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Saturday morning =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfKkISBNrEI/AAAAAAAAACA/vNS0jeQlIuE/s1600-h/IMG0324A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfKkISBNrEI/AAAAAAAAACA/vNS0jeQlIuE/s320/IMG0324A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328501771315555394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good afternoon everybody, i woke up at 5.30 a.m today, went to bathe then went to Air Itam Pasar. Had breakfast with Xinli there =] well, it was nice! Xinli wanted to buy some mineral water for her activity purposes so we went to 7-eleven. I was sitting on my bike while waiting for her while she's purchasing. There were bunch of Malay boys in the shop, i hate them =.= and i was kinda worried about Xinli too =X i saw 2 Malay boys were shop lifting "Chocolates" =.=! How lame was that?????? Like WTF..Its only chocolates, well That's Malay~ Then we both headed to school. There's co-curriculum activities in school. So, i was assigned with some tasks. I was incharge of Form 1,2,3,4's marching training. The form 1s have done a great job, although its just the basic, but they delivered beautifully. Oh ya, there were also basketball tournament and handball tournament. I wonder who won huh? can somebody tell me the results of the Handball Tournament? After everything's over, i met up with Hock Sheng, Chia Shen, Jason, and Dugia then we went to Air Itam Dam~ the place was relaxing except its kinda hot up there. The road was really slippery when we were on our way up. i came down before them cause i promised Xinli i was gonna take her phone for fixing. Went Prangin Mall, but apparently Digi was upgrading its services so the problem remained to be unfixed~ Sorry Xinli. Went pass her back her phone then here i am now =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-5396597933718871929?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/5396597933718871929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-saturday-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5396597933718871929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/5396597933718871929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-saturday-morning.html' title='My Saturday morning =]'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfKkISBNrEI/AAAAAAAAACA/vNS0jeQlIuE/s72-c/IMG0324A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-847881212946886447</id><published>2009-04-24T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T02:51:51.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfGLrIFk31I/AAAAAAAAAB4/A__UJUUelCk/s1600-h/200px-Sniper2009filmposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfGLrIFk31I/AAAAAAAAAB4/A__UJUUelCk/s320/200px-Sniper2009filmposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328193407177514834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good evening everybody =] yesterday, i went to prangin mall with Xinli, Wen hui and Sok Hwa. We watched "The Sniper" which is a movie worth watching. Its from Hong Kong. Starring Edison Chen, Richie Ren, Huang XiaoMing and Bowie Lam as the lead actors. Well, its a movie about "Sniper" =.= its about a sniper team in the HK Defence Force i guess, i wasn't paying attention =X and Edison Chen was a hot headed brat rookie in the team, he was aiming to be the top shooter in the whole force and he did it in the end. This action packed movie is filled with a lot of nice shooting scenes, robberies, and a Psycho Killer which is played by Huang XiaoMing(funny name XD ). This movie was originally to be released in May 2008 but it was delayed until now due to Edison Chen's Scandal (Thanks alot Chen~ =.=) Other than that, everything was interesting. Well, i wasn't really paying attention as i was distracted by someone =] really love her and im just addicted to her! XD Then after the movie, the girls became crazy and just running around in the mall like little kids XD Kinda fun to be childish once in a while. Everybody went home at 6+ i guess, i think that's all for today =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-847881212946886447?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/847881212946886447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/847881212946886447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/847881212946886447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-day.html' title='Great Day!'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SfGLrIFk31I/AAAAAAAAAB4/A__UJUUelCk/s72-c/200px-Sniper2009filmposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-4328180690295841772</id><published>2009-04-20T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:07:48.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident.</title><content type='html'>It happened in just a blink of an eye, i was on the back of my motorbike. 4.15p.m,  i just woke up from a short nap(i was waiting for somebody till i fell asleep =X ) feeling a little hungry, so i decided to go find Yuan Tatt for lunch. I called him and he was at Sg. Dua, fixing his motor and we've decided to meet in Relau. He took his bike to go for maintainance and some washing. So he has to fetch me cause i only got L. So, everything was okay~ and normal, so far so good. Not until there's a heavy traffic from in front of P.I.S.A until Bukit Jambul, it was frustrating! just about 1 or 2 kilometers away from Bukit Jambul, a not really that terrible accident happened. I was "Stimming" at the back of my bike, and in a split second, i was on the floor with blood on my right hand and my left knee? that doesn't make any sense, Right hand, left knee? How did i roll on the ground? well, that's not the main point =] We were lucky the car behind us stopped. Thank you the driver behind us =] I stood up, and scolded the car that hit us. Yuan Tatt was injured too, in fact, he suffered more than i do. *pity him* We both started walk towards the driver and there were debates on who was right and who was wrong. Took us quite a long time before we finally convinced the driver he was wrong. He signaled us not more than 1 second and then he cut in our lane immediately, THAT'S WRONG! which made us suffer! Fuck you stupid driver! I'm still in serious pain, felt like i'm dying or something. Ok, back to the story, so we asked him to pay for our injuries, but he refused to. (its okay) We asked him to pay for the damaged done to my bike completely. Which cost only RM70?? just some adjustments to the paddles and the stering. Yuan Tatt's phone was spoilt because of his carelessness. How irresponsible is he? Stupid Malay. Its the past now, i'm still kinda shocked as its my first accident. Hope it will not happen to me ever again. Show you guys my hand =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SewsSMx61FI/AAAAAAAAABw/-3lYf4JkB_c/s1600-h/IMG0321A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SewsSMx61FI/AAAAAAAAABw/-3lYf4JkB_c/s320/IMG0321A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326681150452323410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My hand, swollen =[)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-4328180690295841772?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/4328180690295841772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/accident.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/4328180690295841772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/4328180690295841772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/accident.html' title='Accident.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SewsSMx61FI/AAAAAAAAABw/-3lYf4JkB_c/s72-c/IMG0321A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3619609102250094717.post-425283850441432663</id><published>2009-04-19T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:51:55.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First post.</title><content type='html'>Good afternoon everybody, i was just sitting in front of my computer and viewing blogs. I found blogging is kinda fun and interesting huh =]  so i decided to create a blog of mine. Anyway, I'm Yangjie from CLHS. Nice to meet you all? Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3619609102250094717-425283850441432663?l=iamyangjie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/feeds/425283850441432663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/425283850441432663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3619609102250094717/posts/default/425283850441432663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamyangjie.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-post.html' title='First post.'/><author><name>Yangjie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFZCQFqkERo/SvgtXgTnC8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CWhFXDHh_UQ/S220/P1010070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
