<?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-1717919645551728941</id><updated>2011-07-28T22:42:20.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahbee</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ahbee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491658894540836437</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717919645551728941.post-3070917486069448452</id><published>2010-01-23T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:37:44.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Iwasstotallytired...no1 even no :[&lt;br /&gt;i kept everyting to mine self.&lt;br /&gt;i went to visit mine bro's he say he wont&lt;br /&gt;be out so fast... i have so mani tings i wanna tell&lt;br /&gt;him... buttt haiss...&lt;br /&gt;im still tinkin of Pat-mysillygal hais today was&lt;br /&gt;the 5 days and 1hr31mins tat she dun not text me..&lt;br /&gt;after we qurral.. no longer i was in her heart no longer&lt;br /&gt;im her friend. i mean nth to her. but she mean alot to&lt;br /&gt;me stilll idk how to express everyting... she mean not&lt;br /&gt;to be mine... haiis i doesnt wanna cont le...&lt;br /&gt;IWANnnabeallone.. extrem tired. enuff of fight.&lt;br /&gt;ijuswannarest .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717919645551728941-3070917486069448452?l=the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/3070917486069448452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/2010/01/iwasstotallytired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default/3070917486069448452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default/3070917486069448452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/2010/01/iwasstotallytired.html' title=''/><author><name>Ahbee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491658894540836437</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-1717919645551728941.post-5470236797284510481</id><published>2010-01-21T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:11:29.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired TIRED !!! morning mei waked me up..&lt;br /&gt;nid wake up blur blur sat aside stone  :] den&lt;br /&gt;go bath den go schhhool in bus sleep sleep sleep ZZzz :)&lt;br /&gt;reacchh schh as normal do nth study study study ...&lt;br /&gt;den after schoool meet baobei. den go run !!!&lt;br /&gt;she joker showing me her colorful sock -.- den there laughting.&lt;br /&gt;mad her my zhu baobei .. doin stupid ting cannot blame hahs.&lt;br /&gt;lazy blog le i wan orh orh liao bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717919645551728941-5470236797284510481?l=the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/5470236797284510481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/2010/01/tired-tired-morning-mei-waked-me-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default/5470236797284510481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default/5470236797284510481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/2010/01/tired-tired-morning-mei-waked-me-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Ahbee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491658894540836437</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-1717919645551728941.post-6888563931214274906</id><published>2010-01-19T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:42:43.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>days was normal today... recycle everyday tings aga n aga.&lt;br /&gt;im so tired has to wake up so early n go to school. wondering&lt;br /&gt;when can baobei sit beside me in the bus and i could jus lie on&lt;br /&gt;her and slp . bus its seem it wont happen... kinda tired...&lt;br /&gt;i tol pat will be the 1 ... now it seem nop. she left me ...&lt;br /&gt;tis the moment i will feel everyting nth to do and ting boarded&lt;br /&gt;me aga. problem start coming ... when i reali hurt den u all care.&lt;br /&gt;izzit too late when tat time ... hais dun wish to say abt tis liao...&lt;br /&gt;today lesson was boring texting nana.. she say it boring too hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;i rotting lor. -.- tired keep tinkin of pat but wad else can i do nth&lt;br /&gt;tears ysterday night keep tinkin of her... den take pills den go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;no1 noe... hais i jus wan her... no 1 will understand .... okkay&lt;br /&gt;nth much to say le i goin end here. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717919645551728941-6888563931214274906?l=the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/6888563931214274906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/2010/01/days-was-normal-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default/6888563931214274906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default/6888563931214274906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/2010/01/days-was-normal-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ahbee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491658894540836437</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-1717919645551728941.post-8316558408582451221</id><published>2010-01-18T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:33:01.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ystterday night did not sleep..keep turning here and there.&lt;br /&gt;den till morning wash up deen my cute mei called me wanted&lt;br /&gt;to wake me up. hhhas but i nvr sleep how to wake up :).&lt;br /&gt;Den lonely bused down to school and 1 disgusting freak sit&lt;br /&gt;beside me. diggin his nose. and he lil nvr bath for days smelly.&lt;br /&gt;i WAS lil OMG U FRKIN DIRTY FREAK!!! DISGUSTING !!.&lt;br /&gt;okaay he drp off. den my mei chloe i was texting her.. and i told&lt;br /&gt;her and she was lil laught off her teeth. den i was causing her&lt;br /&gt;tat a kinda same freak will sit beside her ... and she was so&lt;br /&gt;scared and in mrt n over stop to changi hhhas i was laughting.&lt;br /&gt;i told her laught at me larh :) suf her rite :P wad a cute mei i haf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den reaching school. den meeting yuehan den when to c1 to buy bread&lt;br /&gt;my gas was pain. den when to c3 to finish mine food den when to class.&lt;br /&gt;lesson start as normal.... lesson trying to forcse ..hhas alr den break den&lt;br /&gt;plus after tat early break 2h break -.-/..WELOVEMSKARENLOH-.-&lt;br /&gt;den i when to play pool wif marcus 7match den i lose to him by 1 after&lt;br /&gt;round4 i lost form......no grap...sad. den play until late...run up to class..&lt;br /&gt;den left around 50 sec den we jiu late le teacher was timing hhas heng :)&lt;br /&gt;den after lesson when slack.... wanted to play aga but no table but saw&lt;br /&gt;sm, nich they all they went to play belert den i played as while i won :)&lt;br /&gt;hhhas den 4 plus liao den went to find nicholas cos he went off to carteen&lt;br /&gt;half way. he had headache.. den i slacked wif him till 5 waited for mine&lt;br /&gt;baobei shagua jie :)..actually wanted to meet her to go for excuse and&lt;br /&gt;she to lazy to run.. den we went to the field and saw there was a&lt;br /&gt;soccer match and we watched till the matched over. and tms poly won&lt;br /&gt;and smu lose and got 1 guy make a sence.. scold tms poly ppl. asking&lt;br /&gt;them to play handfree and keep their dirty trick.. and our princple&lt;br /&gt;was standing ther and he told tat was tms poly teacher hhahs. and&lt;br /&gt;he apolgis hhahs.. stupid him... den after tat waited for martin and pat.&lt;br /&gt;so loooonnng.... den when to c1 den satted down awhile den idk heard&lt;br /&gt;hu say pat fainted den i was so worry but kept in heart den i told&lt;br /&gt;martin we go mac eat in the end she nvr told other they went and&lt;br /&gt;bought food den i bused back 24 wif baobei... den otw i msg pat&lt;br /&gt;ask her quit her dragonboat.. and den start qurralling i dont wish&lt;br /&gt;to mention hasi.......IHATEMYLOUSYATTITIDUE. and be4 got on&lt;br /&gt;bus baobei say she saw whole mood den i was lil huh ? 1/3 of it nia..&lt;br /&gt;she say got ting cover the moon den she say she can c... i was laughting&lt;br /&gt;at her hahah wad a cute gal.:) i love baobei onli she understand me.&lt;br /&gt;thk jie for being ther for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sorrry Pat. duibuqi I LOVE U :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i tink i will stop here... i goin chit chat byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717919645551728941-8316558408582451221?l=the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/8316558408582451221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/2010/01/ystterday-night-did-not-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default/8316558408582451221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default/8316558408582451221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/2010/01/ystterday-night-did-not-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Ahbee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491658894540836437</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-1717919645551728941.post-1760082576221317268</id><published>2010-01-17T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:34:57.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I  finish bathing...&lt;br /&gt;to was boring did nothing. hais&lt;br /&gt;keep tinkin abt pat. idk whhy i miss her alot.&lt;br /&gt;but she meant to be mine. i only can jus miss&lt;br /&gt;her secretly love her secretly. nth much i can do.&lt;br /&gt;and tinkin of wad jie told me ysterday at carpark.&lt;br /&gt;she broke mine heart but i still wanna her alot.&lt;br /&gt;im look far away ... everyting will pass soon i guess.&lt;br /&gt;going bed sooon. tmr schooolling hais&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717919645551728941-1760082576221317268?l=the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/1760082576221317268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-finish-bathing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default/1760082576221317268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default/1760082576221317268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-finish-bathing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ahbee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491658894540836437</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-1717919645551728941.post-7313510123836101959</id><published>2010-01-17T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T14:12:12.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM SORRY. i shouldnt told you. but ahdi jus wanna you&lt;br /&gt;wake up from ur sence. i noe how u feel. i haf the feeling&lt;br /&gt;but when its came to the end mean its a end. Pass its&lt;br /&gt;alr pass no point viewing back your pass. u will nvr can&lt;br /&gt;have the time back. I shoot you is beacuse i dun wan&lt;br /&gt;you to find an reason or execuse for yourself and cont&lt;br /&gt;to hurt yourself silly. you ting i say all those mine heart&lt;br /&gt;not pain ? my heart pain more den u. more pain after&lt;br /&gt;wad you told me. i accept u once aga. as how u always&lt;br /&gt;accept didi over aga. cheer up fennnie birdnie blueblue! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717919645551728941-7313510123836101959?l=the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/7313510123836101959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default/7313510123836101959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717919645551728941/posts/default/7313510123836101959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-breathless-kid.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Ahbee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491658894540836437</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>
