<?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-11068530</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:59:29.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day ...</title><subtitle type='html'>The happiest day of my life, the saddest day of my life, the craziest, the laziest, whatever feelings or moods you have right now, the days will still pass by. The sun will still shine and the stars and moon will still appear everyday without fail. This is the life we've been living in from the day we were born. 

So...live life like there's no tomorrow!!! Just like me because it's Just Another Day...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melcheng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11068530/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melcheng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>+|+ me|issa +|+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284778048237438478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11068530.post-2746973984064411734</id><published>2007-12-22T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T15:09:51.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over You by Chris Daughtry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Now that it's all said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;To build me up and tear me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Like an old abandoned house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;What you said when you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I feel too far, was in way too deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Guess I let you get the best of meee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Well I never saw it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I should have started running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;A long, time agooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;More than you, more than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm slowly getting closure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I guess it's really over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm finally gettin' better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Now I'm picking up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;From spending all these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Putting my heart back together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I got over you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;(end chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;You took a hammer to these walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Packed your bags and walked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;There was nothing I could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;A lot of other's opened up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;That you never were the best fom me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Well I never saw it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I should have started running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;A long, time agooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;More than you, more than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm slowly getting closure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I guess it's really over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm finally getting better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Now I'm picking up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;From spending all of these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Putting my heart back together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Cause the day I thought I'd never get through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I got over you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;(end chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I never saw it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I should have started running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;A long, long time agooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;And I never saw it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I should have started running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm finally getting better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Now I'm picking up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;From spending all of these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Putting my heart back together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;And I got over you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;And I got over you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;And I got over you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;The day I thought I'd never get through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I got over you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11068530-2746973984064411734?l=melcheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melcheng.blogspot.com/feeds/2746973984064411734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11068530&amp;postID=2746973984064411734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11068530/posts/default/2746973984064411734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11068530/posts/default/2746973984064411734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melcheng.blogspot.com/2007/12/over-you-by-chris-daughtry.html' title='Over You by Chris Daughtry'/><author><name>+|+ me|issa +|+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284778048237438478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11068530.post-5024417287939316101</id><published>2007-11-11T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:15:25.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions running through my head...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Why do girls think so much even when it's just a simple stuff? They often misunderstood and think too much. I totally agree with it, but it's just the way all female thinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm now thinking, what if he's just using me? what if it's just a fling and I'm throwing myself to him? What if it's this and that? I really don't know what else to think. Is he for real? All these questions are really running through my head. I'm really confuse, and there's no solid answer at the moment. I really don't know what else to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I feel happy but sometimes when these question arises, I tend to get scared of being used again. And all these things... I don't need all these thinga happenning to me right now. I'm so tired of being in a relationship sometimes but of course, all girls love being loved. It's the experience which is what we're paranoid about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Expereinces that's bad, over and never forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11068530-5024417287939316101?l=melcheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melcheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5024417287939316101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11068530&amp;postID=5024417287939316101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11068530/posts/default/5024417287939316101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11068530/posts/default/5024417287939316101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melcheng.blogspot.com/2007/11/questions-running-through-my-head.html' title='Questions running through my head...'/><author><name>+|+ me|issa +|+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284778048237438478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11068530.post-4976461332561491664</id><published>2007-11-11T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T12:35:09.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;It's been a long weekend of holidays. Have been lazing around the house for 3days and I feel pretty useless. For the first time, I'm longging to go back to work on Monday. Work keeps me of my mind whenever I've things on my mind. Keeps me busy and time passes by with a blink of an eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;For the pass 3 days, I have been thinking quite abit. I remembered the day that mc prayed for me on my birthday. She prayed that I'll find a man who will take good care of me, a man that will love me and appreaciate me for who I am, a man that will provide me love, care and tenderness. Thinking of it, could he be the one? I'm so confused but yet happy. It's been a while that somemore cares and misses me so much. It's always nice knowing that there's someone cares for you and someone misses you. **I need an answer**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;It's weird how much I miss him when he's not around. It's only been a couple of days but I can't stop thinking of him. Just wish that he's here sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11068530-4976461332561491664?l=melcheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melcheng.blogspot.com/feeds/4976461332561491664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11068530&amp;postID=4976461332561491664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11068530/posts/default/4976461332561491664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11068530/posts/default/4976461332561491664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melcheng.blogspot.com/2007/11/laziness.html' title='Laziness'/><author><name>+|+ me|issa +|+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284778048237438478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11068530.post-5961814375401645438</id><published>2007-11-10T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T17:54:17.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;It's been 8 days since we moved into this new condo unit and lots of things happen since then. Got lock out of the house on the second day and slept outside the corridor, people puking in and out the house etc... hehe.. getting drunk almost everyday... it's kind of fun though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;My 2 other workmates are now my housemates too. Can't believe that we're actually staying together and everything happen just in a blink of an eye. Decided to look for a place in a day, found a place in 2 days, moved in a week, hahaa... It's kind of cool how we get along so well and accompany each other everynight drinking and puffing away in our lovely balcony. I think that's where we hang out most of the time in the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;And as for personal life, I guess I'm doing a great job handling stress and dissapointment. Or am I too busy to realize what I'm going through? hmmm... I hope for the better every single day but I'm too confuse with what's happening right now. It's been 3 months going into 4 and everyday there will be new surprises without fail. I bumped into a long lost friend of mine in Starbucks Curve yesterday and he told me this;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;"things happen for a reason. Probably God choose this path for you. And he knows best eventhough you might think that it's not the best of path he has chosen, but things might be worse if he chose to make it happen in a months time?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Come to think of it, yeah~ maybe and maybe not. Whatever the reasons, I just hope that it's truely the best for me he has choosen. I'll leave it to the hands of the almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Ever since he left me, I've been going out every single day. No matter what day or time it is. I just realized how important my friends are to me. I've been bumping into so many long lost friends and catching up with them ever since. And I remembered that I've always complained I have no friends. Boy, I am so wrong. I have loads of friends. Just that I have been ignoring them and busy "paktor-ing". I'm happy to see all of them and know that everyone has changed for the better. Everyone sees me as I'm the strong and independent one, but somehow I think that's just what they're seeing from the outside. On the inside, I'm just so fragile and emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;These Mix Emotions is really killing me. Happy, sad and confused. Let's just hope I can hold on till everything is better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11068530-5961814375401645438?l=melcheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melcheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5961814375401645438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11068530&amp;postID=5961814375401645438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11068530/posts/default/5961814375401645438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11068530/posts/default/5961814375401645438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melcheng.blogspot.com/2007/11/mix-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>+|+ me|issa +|+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284778048237438478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11068530.post-880982647354438079</id><published>2007-11-10T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:49:53.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming back myself after 3 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;It's a brand new start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Welcome, welcome to myself. It has been 3 years since I've updated this blog. I've decided to delete all the previous entries and start a brand new life, blog etc. I read all my previous entries before deleting it and 90% of the entries are all sad stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;So let's just hope that this brand new start will be happy moments with friends and improvements in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11068530-880982647354438079?l=melcheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melcheng.blogspot.com/feeds/880982647354438079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11068530&amp;postID=880982647354438079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11068530/posts/default/880982647354438079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11068530/posts/default/880982647354438079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melcheng.blogspot.com/2007/11/welcoming-back-myself-after-3-years.html' title='Welcoming back myself after 3 years'/><author><name>+|+ me|issa +|+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284778048237438478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
