<?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-9088442191194926450</id><updated>2011-11-17T21:18:09.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the life I live.</title><subtitle type='html'>In order to be irreplaceable,
one must always be different.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088442191194926450.post-6106822076787857536</id><published>2009-06-08T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:36:11.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardening</title><content type='html'>As usual,I was planting my plant at Barn Buddy in Facebook. And the next thing I know is I'm helping my dad with gardening. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/SizpicDVWkI/AAAAAAAAADY/3OJ69tBCS8M/s1600-h/dre0395l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/SizpicDVWkI/AAAAAAAAADY/3OJ69tBCS8M/s320/dre0395l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344903635636935234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-6106822076787857536?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/6106822076787857536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=6106822076787857536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/6106822076787857536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/6106822076787857536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2009/06/gardening.html' title='Gardening'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/SizpicDVWkI/AAAAAAAAADY/3OJ69tBCS8M/s72-c/dre0395l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088442191194926450.post-669174198248366267</id><published>2008-09-25T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:27:26.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skittle yourself.</title><content type='html'>Aren't I awesome? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="355" height="400" id="PlayerForEmbed" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.goskittleyourself.com/LoaderForEmbed.swf?cID=5597" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ed1c2c" /&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/SJ8FIVjbW7I/AAAAAAAAACk/lggO4zunwtY/s320/10082008126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/SJ8E_uHajxI/AAAAAAAAACc/mwHPzTC7O_8/s1600-h/10082008127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232906784785207058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/SJ8E_uHajxI/AAAAAAAAACc/mwHPzTC7O_8/s320/10082008127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-8612121402326519526?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/8612121402326519526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=8612121402326519526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/8612121402326519526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/8612121402326519526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-spoiler.html' title='I&apos;m a Spoiler.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/SJ8FIVjbW7I/AAAAAAAAACk/lggO4zunwtY/s72-c/10082008126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088442191194926450.post-1555233144865687604</id><published>2008-06-23T05:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:12:12.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll write a song that turn out the lights.</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Hurray, this is my 22nd post!&lt;/s&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been loooOooo0oO0ooOOo0ooong since i blogged, i apologize. I am just not a blog person, i don't know what to blog and &lt;s&gt;i sort of quit blogging already&lt;/s&gt;. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm here now. So, enough of the fuss talk. Lotsa things happened in the past 6/7 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a first, my new w850i got stolen a few months ago and now i'm using a lousy phone. Pfft, damn the thief to the deepest pit of hell where he belongs. I miss my phone! =( and i just realized that i'm a jinx to slide phone, this is the 2nd time i lost my slide phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, i bought a 16GB iPod touch for only RM1000 which is super cheap and i'm so not telling you how or where i got it for such a cheap price. *evil laugh* Make meee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, i just "pasang-ed" braces like a few days ago and it hurts!! I can't eat anything that got to do with solid. for now. -.- but it will be worth it, for the sake of my future perfect teeth, i will bear anything! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's about it, i think? But before i go, here's a song which i totally love. I love Jason Mraz! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3CpqfPiSij" width="300" height="110" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; BIRTHDAY TO MY DAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-1555233144865687604?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/1555233144865687604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=1555233144865687604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/1555233144865687604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/1555233144865687604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2008/06/well-write-song-that-turn-out-lights.html' title='We&apos;ll write a song that turn out the lights.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-6113300603403916059</id><published>2007-11-19T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:05:58.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BoA - Key of Heart.</title><content type='html'>I found this MV from youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its even more sad than "because I'm a girl". I can't believe i actually teared just by watching it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Aapay7dhN_k&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Aapay7dhN_k&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-6113300603403916059?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/6113300603403916059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=6113300603403916059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/6113300603403916059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/6113300603403916059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/11/boa-key-of-heart.html' title='BoA - Key of Heart.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-104182724623662755</id><published>2007-11-10T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:55:59.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're seasons out of time.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the last day of school and YES PEOPLE!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURRAYYYY!! I am a happy girl. No more exams, no more homeworks and no more school! YAY! I am FREEEEEEEEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got my report card back yesterday. You'll never guess what position i got this time? I improved like.. hell alotttt! I was like OMG OMG OMG. I got like 4th this time, from 24th to 4th. WOOTS! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err.. i'm lazy. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-104182724623662755?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/104182724623662755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=104182724623662755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/104182724623662755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/104182724623662755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/11/seasons-out-of-time.html' title='We&apos;re seasons out of time.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-2622316085338151934</id><published>2007-10-26T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:15:09.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is he in big trouble?</title><content type='html'>Read the title. It's like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was marking my exam papers with few of my friends. We were talking n crapping around until... suddenly, a guy called Othneil came to my class and called my name, so i was like "huh? me?" and he said "ya, Puan Mariah mahu jumpa kamu." I can hear my friends saying... oooh, Joan's in big trouble. I was like.. "OMG, what did i do this time." I can feel my heart beating really fast, my hands are even shaking. While me and Othneil was on the way to 'bilik guru'. I can't stop thinking bout what did i do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when i reached the staffs room... I pulled up my necktie, checked whether i was wearing my nametag, clipped my hair and OHMYGOSH, I was wearing ankle socks and my nails are quite long. I kept telling myself to calm down and don't worry cause everything's gonna be just fine. I opened the door. Straight away i saw Cikgu Niza and Puan Mariah staring at me like i did something VERY VERY VERY WRONG. So i was like.. O.O and she asked me to follow her to bilik sumber. So, i just followed. She locked the door after i went in. I was like a prisoner in a jail cell and she asked me to take a seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she brought up the lutfi case and asked if he ever done or did anything to me. *cough* you know i know, don't have to say what things. *cough*. The reason she brought it up all of a sudden was because rumours said Cikgu Lutfi molested a teacher... That moment, i went blank... I didn't know what to say. Though I felt rather relieved, i wasn't in trouble.. &lt;s&gt;Thank God, i didn't do anything wrong.&lt;/s&gt; She took out a file which contains everything about "the lutfi case", and i saw Ee Xin's complain papers, lots of it and some others too. The reason she took it out was because she wanted me to write an essay or somesort about what i think of him and what he did before like how the others did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trapped in there for like.. half and hour or so. It was seriously creepy. I could have died in there. Ahahah. After awhile, she finally set me free and asked me to go back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE END.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-2622316085338151934?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/2622316085338151934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=2622316085338151934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/2622316085338151934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/2622316085338151934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/10/is-he-in-big-trouble.html' title='Is he in big trouble?'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-7754293981628927015</id><published>2007-10-15T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:56:30.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He strikes again.</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh.. He did it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must he do things that will make me fall for him again? Why won't i let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/span&gt; If i knew, i wouldn't had asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I guess&lt;/s&gt; I love everything about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-7754293981628927015?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/7754293981628927015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=7754293981628927015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/7754293981628927015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/7754293981628927015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/10/he-strikes-again.html' title='He strikes again.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-2830237115668725948</id><published>2007-10-09T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:49:52.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post.</title><content type='html'>Hi..&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blank.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-2830237115668725948?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/2830237115668725948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=2830237115668725948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/2830237115668725948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/2830237115668725948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/10/random-post.html' title='Random post.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-1102420037772298149</id><published>2007-10-02T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:03:55.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secondhand Serenade - Its Not Over.</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i last post anything here. The dust bunnies are increasing. I guess i should post something to scare them away. Haha.. Well anyway, enjoy listening to this song called &lt;em&gt;Its Not Over&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Secondhand Serenade&lt;/em&gt;.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KT6EBGuoGAA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KT6EBGuoGAA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-1102420037772298149?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/1102420037772298149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=1102420037772298149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/1102420037772298149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/1102420037772298149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/10/secondhand-serenade-its-not-over.html' title='Secondhand Serenade - Its Not Over.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-3553467754327346644</id><published>2007-07-05T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:14:28.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie date.</title><content type='html'>I went out with my friends today. Partly, it was because it's to celebrate Pumba's birthday. Anyhoo, we watched &lt;strong&gt;Transformers&lt;/strong&gt;. It was totally AWESOME! And it was worth the butt cramp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-3553467754327346644?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/3553467754327346644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=3553467754327346644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/3553467754327346644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/3553467754327346644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/07/movie-day.html' title='Movie date.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-3388736250492639565</id><published>2007-06-21T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:03:29.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sweet short essay.</title><content type='html'>Heres a &lt;em&gt;sweet&lt;/em&gt; short eassy from Ee Xin for her oral speaking.&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna talk about my best friend. Joan Jong the girl I can talk to for hours &amp; never run out of things to talk about. &lt;s&gt;We share alot in common, but sometimes we still get into stupid little fights.&lt;/s&gt; We hang out with each other whenever we can. We may get into stupid lil fights but eventually &lt;s&gt;Joan&lt;/s&gt; make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan's got a pretty face &amp;amp; tall slim body. She's every guys dream. Music is her life, literally. Ask for a good song and she'll give you five. Wearing her hair down &amp;amp; low cut jenas are her trademarks. She's the person I can confide to about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the girl I try hard to replace but can never measure up to. She's the girl I want everybody to &lt;s&gt;forget&lt;/s&gt; remember. She's my best friend and I love her with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankyou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-3388736250492639565?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/3388736250492639565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=3388736250492639565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/3388736250492639565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/3388736250492639565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/06/sweet-short-essay.html' title='A sweet short essay.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-7422806813729691707</id><published>2007-06-09T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:36:36.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's play tag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tagged by&lt;strong&gt; Xin&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And she force me to do this junk. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things found in your bag:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wallet.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lip Gloss.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ear phone.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tissue.&lt;br /&gt;5. candy paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things found in your purse/wallet:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a few bucks.&lt;br /&gt;2. Fake ic.&lt;br /&gt;3. a few coins.&lt;br /&gt;4. Shinjuku discount card.&lt;br /&gt;5. Fabiano Ricco discount card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 favourite things in your room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. my bed.&lt;br /&gt;2. big mirror.&lt;br /&gt;3. closet.&lt;br /&gt;4. closet.&lt;br /&gt;5. plushie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things you've always wanted to do:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel all around the world.&lt;br /&gt;2. go shopping with my mum in KL.&lt;br /&gt;3. sitting on the beach &amp;amp; listening to my mp3.&lt;br /&gt;4. Be closer to god.&lt;br /&gt;5. Study hard &amp;amp; get good results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things you are currently into:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Music.&lt;br /&gt;2.Shoping.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;4. reading teenage novels. (I’m still waiting for the book3)&lt;br /&gt;5. Chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 people you tag:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jasmin.&lt;br /&gt;2. Nang Shing.&lt;br /&gt;3. Eddie Lai.&lt;br /&gt;4. Cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;5. can’t think of someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-7422806813729691707?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/7422806813729691707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=7422806813729691707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/7422806813729691707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/7422806813729691707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/06/lets-play-tag.html' title='Let&apos;s play tag.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-1820911803645511652</id><published>2007-06-02T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:39:44.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewindddd.</title><content type='html'>Let's rewind back to yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;*shiishooshash*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Brunei with my big brother, sis-in-law and my sis-in-law's friend, Doreen yesterday. We took off at around 12.30pm. First, we went for sushi at Escapade in Kuala Belait. WOOTS. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071373439457492786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/RmEjRh42_zI/AAAAAAAAABc/HJpigh5kWE8/s320/Picture(23).jpg" border="0" /&gt;The sushi was pure yummy-ness. We ordered pregnant fish, octopus, salmon, sushi and whatever. Lol. I didn't eat the pregnant fish and octopus because it makes me sick. *pukes* We "tapao" two california raws for my 2nd bro and his girlfriend too because he requested so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sushi session, we went shopping somewhere near kb. I think. My big bro and sis-in-law bought lots of Maggi Mee. Lol. I was like wth? They said it's different. Weird much. Lol. So, me and Doreen went to go check out the nike stuffs. Gosh, the nike things are so much cheaper than Miri. I bought a nike bottle for 25 brunei dollars. So it's about 50+ ringgit? I suppose. I didn't really think how much does Miri sell for it and I just bought it. Lol. I can't help it. I love spending money. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, at 3pm something. We head home and dropped my brother because we're going to Parkson for more shopping. Yay. I bought myself a pair of diamond earrings. I can't resist, it's so pretty. *drools* After that, we went to Imperial Mall because my sis-in-law and her friend got nail art appointment and i don't. Hmpff.. While they are doing their nails, i went out to do some shopping business. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here are some random pictures i took using my phone.. Sorry if it's blurr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071378602008182594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/RmEn-B42_0I/AAAAAAAAABk/CieKD0tz0wo/s320/Picture(16).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071378821051514706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/RmEoKx42_1I/AAAAAAAAABs/cwTBBaBjSXE/s320/Picture(15).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all. BYEEEE~ I'll continue more soon, if i'm not tat lazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-1820911803645511652?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/1820911803645511652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=1820911803645511652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/1820911803645511652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/1820911803645511652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/06/anything-luuuh.html' title='Rewindddd.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/RmEjRh42_zI/AAAAAAAAABc/HJpigh5kWE8/s72-c/Picture(23).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088442191194926450.post-6051151852518756207</id><published>2007-06-02T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:02:32.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God blessed the broken road that led me straight to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/RmDIEx42_yI/AAAAAAAAABU/FSF2rbMNGbE/s1600-h/z84817248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071273164856033058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/RmDIEx42_yI/AAAAAAAAABU/FSF2rbMNGbE/s320/z84817248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your heart is just getting hit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't want anyone to know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yet you still let it show, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get sad and then start to cry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then your heart tells you that you'll be alright,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've gone this far without letting go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's time for "him" to know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feelings for him are still in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And never did they grow apart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I heard the phone ring and thought it was you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know that it couldn't be true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a question about why does everything point back to you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was it because our love was true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day has come and I have something to say true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The true thing is that I still love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-6051151852518756207?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/6051151852518756207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=6051151852518756207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/6051151852518756207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/6051151852518756207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/06/god-blessed-broken-road-that-led-me.html' title='God blessed the broken road that led me straight to you.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/RmDIEx42_yI/AAAAAAAAABU/FSF2rbMNGbE/s72-c/z84817248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088442191194926450.post-5482736390900908863</id><published>2007-05-28T19:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:26:18.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do you see right through me?</title><content type='html'>HELLO! Long time no see huh? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a girl that doesn't blog much and if you see me blogging like right now, then you must consider yourself lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the mood to blog today and today's the first day of hols. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone out to Parkson. I'm suppose to be hanging out with Ee Xin, Jasmin, Sean, Lewis, John and one of Lewis&amp;amp;Sean's friend, but i end up hanging out with Anisa, Marvin, Khing Ee and Xin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got there like about 1.30pm and Xin was still on her way. Jasmin said she straight away go cinema. Actually, we planned to watch Pirates of the Carribean 3. Jasmin did though, she went with Hafizha them. Sean, Lewis, John and their friend did too. Just me and Eexin didn't. I'm just not in the mood to sit for 3hours and a watch movie. So, we went strolling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anisa suddenly got this desire to drink Pizza Hut's mushroom soup. Yep, you got that right. We went to Pizza Hut. At Pizza Hut, Anisa just won't stop talking. She was hilarious. All of us kept laughing. Anisa = Mommy, Marvin = Daddy, and the rest = Children. Anisa keeps on talking and Marvin is always against her. Damn funny. &amp;amp;blahblahblah yadayadayada. It'll be very long if I talk about every single thing. Lol. If you wanna know, chat with me in msn. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin bought a pair of Oreef shorts. It's gorgeous. Anisa chose a shirt for Marvin to try. He looks really good in it. Haiyah, Marvin looks good in any clothes lah. Haha.. Oh yeah, Xin kept teasing me! She keeps saying that she's like a lightbulb. She said me and Marvin are dating when we're not and she told everyone so! Ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean said he's gonna kill Marvin. -.- As if he can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to what i was saying. After that, my dad sms-ed me asking where am i. I was so scared cause he'll kill me if he knows i'm in Parkson. He forbids me to go to Parkson. He said there's lots of gangsters there. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dad: where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Joan: Parkson. Can you pick me up at 6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dad: No, I come pick you up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Joan: Why not 6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dad: It's either now or you walk home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like HOW COULD HE?! So we gotta go back, no more fun! BOO~! Anisa followed my car home and Ee Xin followed my car too, to my house. Her mom picked her up from my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about my day and guess what? You just spend 30minutes or maybe more reading this useless crap. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-5482736390900908863?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/5482736390900908863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=5482736390900908863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/5482736390900908863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/5482736390900908863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/05/phew-what-day.html' title='Why do you see right through me?'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-7732189122375064041</id><published>2007-05-26T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:22:27.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, you're one of a kind.</title><content type='html'>This time I thought that i'd start out with something new,&lt;br /&gt;But still i'm gonna keep things real,&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know more? Then heres the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Jo to the an to the Jong Ker Yee,&lt;br /&gt;But Joan is what people call me,&lt;br /&gt;20th of July is my birthday to be,&lt;br /&gt;And the rest is just history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say that I'm preppy, emotional, and love to make a scene,&lt;br /&gt;Sure whatever... but 'gangsta' not my thing,&lt;br /&gt;You guys may think I've lotsa friends and everything,&lt;br /&gt;But i hate those backstabbers, liars, and arrogant beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like to do as a relaxing pastime,&lt;br /&gt;Reading ,music and maybe some ryhmes? *kidding*&lt;br /&gt;And FYI I'm afraid to die,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i know that I've committed lotsa sins and crimes,&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that g.o.d does not really mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seldom listen to my mom and dad,&lt;br /&gt;And I never expressed emotions that I've ever had,&lt;br /&gt;But really I'm not bad,&lt;br /&gt;But don't try to make me mad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CREDITS to &lt;strong&gt;Eddie Lai&lt;/strong&gt;. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH, Eddie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-7732189122375064041?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/7732189122375064041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=7732189122375064041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/7732189122375064041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/7732189122375064041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/05/baby-youre-one-of-kind.html' title='Baby, you&apos;re one of a kind.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-5833196396528043220</id><published>2007-05-25T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:20:42.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I know, I'm ohsoGREAT.</title><content type='html'>Hello lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;a href="http://yourhardestgoodbye.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ee Xin&lt;/a&gt; btw. I hacked into Joan's blog. *evil laughters* Okay okay, just kidding. I just thought I could help Joan change a new layout or something. Heeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone. Bah. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-5833196396528043220?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/5833196396528043220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=5833196396528043220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/5833196396528043220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/5833196396528043220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/05/hacker.html' title='I know I know, I&apos;m ohsoGREAT.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-4890842366664216941</id><published>2007-03-17T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:21:14.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder if you'll let me be your one &amp; only.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/Rl1imR42_xI/AAAAAAAAABM/LuzTbDFoRrQ/s1600-h/imu,+i+miss+you+so..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070317165265485586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/Rl1imR42_xI/AAAAAAAAABM/LuzTbDFoRrQ/s320/imu,+i+miss+you+so..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I cannot stay and let you hurt me in this way.&lt;br /&gt;I need to understand,&lt;br /&gt;That she is the one you love now,&lt;br /&gt;Someway, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;So for the time being,&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold my head up high,&lt;br /&gt;Wipe away the tears,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you walk by,&lt;br /&gt;So i'll smile and not let it show,&lt;br /&gt;For now i realize i need to &lt;strong&gt;let you go&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If what you want is her&lt;br /&gt;And all i want is you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand back &amp;amp; watch you have her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-4890842366664216941?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/4890842366664216941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=4890842366664216941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/4890842366664216941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/4890842366664216941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wonder-if-youll-let-me-be-your-one.html' title='I wonder if you&apos;ll let me be your one &amp; only.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/Rl1imR42_xI/AAAAAAAAABM/LuzTbDFoRrQ/s72-c/imu,+i+miss+you+so..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9088442191194926450.post-2237423078041349445</id><published>2007-03-06T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:20:41.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know what's going in my head?</title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this sudden urge to blog about my feelings and thoughts. So here i go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been moody &amp;amp; depressed since &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day. I saw something that i shouldn't see, but i saw it &amp;amp; that's that. Those words that came out from you tore me apart. I want to forget what i saw, but i just can't. I can't bear the pain i'm feeling everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for those &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;dreadful truths&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;pain&amp;amp;sorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;tears&amp;amp;anger&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot for the &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;broken heart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like seeing you everyday, but at the same time i don't too cause i'm afraid i might cry or weep. It hurts alot knowing that you could have been mine, but you slipped away and into her arms. Watching you from distance, secretly looking at you. I wonder if you know that you're the reason why i go to school early morning. Watching you from afar, i learn that i can never have that place in your heart. Everytime i see you, you're always with &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;that girl&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That girl&lt;/span&gt; you used to love, or maybe you still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, my phone rang. I saw your house phone calling on my handphone's screen. I thought it's your sister, but then it's you. I kind of freaked out. I didn't expect you to call, but you actually called. I was surprised and excited, i guess. I can't believe how that one phone call of yours can make my heart beat so very fast and i actually felt better, not so sad anymore. Ok, i'll admit it. I miss you very badly. All those heartbreaking thoughts just dissapeared when i heard your voice again. We talked for awhile. Maybe just for awhile, but to me. It's a moment i can never forget and i don't want to forget. A moment I'll treasure forever. You even said that three words. Maybe you didn't mean it. I know you're just joking around, but it still made me melt inside. There's butterflies in my tummy from the very start i heard your voice again. I was really happy. After you hung up, i miss you once again. Eventhough it's just awhile after you hung up, but i miss you already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know that, i still like you and i always will. I've been thinking and i wonder if we could ever be more than just friends eventhough i know it'll never really come true, but a girl can dream right? *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, I should stop talking about all this stuff &lt;s&gt;before i breakdown and start crying&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;='(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-2237423078041349445?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/2237423078041349445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=2237423078041349445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/2237423078041349445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/2237423078041349445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/03/do-you-know-whats-going-in-my-head.html' title='Do you know what&apos;s going in my head?'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-2469541775105635957</id><published>2007-02-26T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:17:30.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream like there's no tommorow.</title><content type='html'>Tommorow's our school annual sports day. I'm taking part too. =)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a long-distance runner. So, I'm taking part in 800m, 1500m and hurdles. I'm not very sure about hurdles. Godd.. I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, there's a really bad and sad news. My friend Li Vui Chian just passed away yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The first time i met him was at Ee Xin's CNY open house.&lt;br /&gt;It's my first time seeing him, but also my last. =/&lt;br /&gt;Very saddening. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me good luck for tommorow ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-2469541775105635957?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/2469541775105635957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=2469541775105635957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/2469541775105635957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/2469541775105635957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/02/tommorow-is-day.html' title='Scream like there&apos;s no tommorow.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</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-9088442191194926450.post-470893217855660883</id><published>2007-02-26T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:18:42.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I just hate myself for wanting him.</title><content type='html'>Hi people, i'm not counted as new. I just made a new blog. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really depressed about some things lately, actually about someone. My whole life is a mess right now. It's driving me crazy. Ok, if you guys really want to know that bad. I'll tell, it's about this guy. He's really really cute and he used to like me. Used to like me, i repeat. But now he said he don't know whether if he still likes me or not. It hit me like it's the end of world. My heart is aching so bad that i can't even breathe properly. I hate myself for wanting him. All i can think bout is him. I can't sleep, i can't eat anymore. I discovered feelings that are so new. I want to hear his voice every minute of the day, i just don't have the guts to call him, afraid of what he might say. All i wish is that i could have him all to myself. But no, i'm holding onto a dream that will never come true. So i remind myself this is reality, not a dream. *SIGHS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SOO not in the mood. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070307656207892226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/Rl1Z8x42_wI/AAAAAAAAABE/BG-_lT-KPDU/s320/Be+still+in+my+heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm wishin on a star, To follow where you are. I'm wishin on a dream, To find out what it means. I'm wishin on all the rainbow's that I see, Hoping one day you will wanna be with me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9088442191194926450-470893217855660883?l=sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/feeds/470893217855660883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9088442191194926450&amp;postID=470893217855660883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/470893217855660883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9088442191194926450/posts/default/470893217855660883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeouttospace.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-hate-myself-for-wanting-him.html' title='Sometimes I just hate myself for wanting him.'/><author><name>Joan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07721271700027626843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pp3C4nhOyic/Rl1Z8x42_wI/AAAAAAAAABE/BG-_lT-KPDU/s72-c/Be+still+in+my+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
