<?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-6378290288009790445</id><updated>2011-05-22T00:18:51.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>titleluh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378290288009790445.post-648327960823178475</id><published>2011-05-22T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T00:18:51.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is so frustrating! I'm going to stress out soon urgh. I'm going to suffer depression soon okay. Urgh. My god, oh lord, oh my god! I can't take this anymore. :C I wanna let it all out, but its so annoying that I can't. :( I hate it! Frustrating  stuff Urgh. Gosh. I need to check my horoscope, I wanna know how to get rid of this annoying thing! I will believe in horoscope. Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe, the horoscope is true, maybe its just like what they say in the horoscope nothing will come out of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-648327960823178475?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/648327960823178475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-so-frustrating-im-going-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/648327960823178475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/648327960823178475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-so-frustrating-im-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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-6378290288009790445.post-8377596122578222693</id><published>2011-04-25T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:11:46.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BABY I STILL BELIEVE.~&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I LOVE JAYCHOU MANZXCCCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SLhNPCoaK2c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THIS SONG. :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA. HAPPY EASTER DAYYY. Like sunday right? :D Easter sunday. HAHA. Yeahhh. o____o Damn sian ~ Mid years are like coming, and i've like 100000 topics to remember, How is that even possible ? I mean like. I MUST BE SUPER HARDWORKING AND LIKE READ AND STUDY EVERY SINGLE SECOND I'm awake. HAHA. :3 So nevermind. :) I'll see how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-8377596122578222693?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8377596122578222693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/baby-i-still-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/8377596122578222693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/8377596122578222693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/baby-i-still-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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://img.youtube.com/vi/SLhNPCoaK2c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378290288009790445.post-4570258456720704151</id><published>2011-04-22T18:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T18:39:23.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry .&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry ...&lt;br /&gt;Its okay. I know you hate me.. Its okay. I don't mind. Maybe you find me annoying or something.. But its okay. I'll apologise for being annoying. I know, you hate me. I won't bother you anymore, even though, you wouldn't care. I'm not sad or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather so hot! Spicy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-4570258456720704151?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4570258456720704151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/4570258456720704151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/4570258456720704151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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-6378290288009790445.post-5768913030621286054</id><published>2011-04-22T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T00:49:12.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been too lazy to blog these few weeks, cause exams are round the corner and the everything is flooding in. Hmm. School's so boring, cause ... Idk. The street lamp? :o Not being random. I just thought of something. I read a story of this guy. This guy, was a very hardworking man, he slogged and slogged and slogged, but for years, he's still a small worker in this company. He asked his mentor, 'why others could have a  rise, and promotion, but he remained as a small worker.' His mentor replied,'A  streetlamp that has been working all the while, will ppl realise how important this streetlamp is? Take a leave for a day, and you'll understand.' The man did as his mentor and took a leave , and rested at home for a day. The next day, he went to work... I'm too lazy to type alr. So yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, i'm really sorry, i had no choice, i know how you feel, but i just cant tell you the truth. The ugly truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-5768913030621286054?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5768913030621286054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/ive-been-too-lazy-to-blog-these-few.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/5768913030621286054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/5768913030621286054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/ive-been-too-lazy-to-blog-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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-6378290288009790445.post-706121852006418986</id><published>2011-04-07T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T16:59:37.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it. D:&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT D:&lt;br /&gt;I HATEEEEE ITTT D:&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand whyyy ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYY?!?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna rest :(&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A REST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-706121852006418986?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/706121852006418986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-hate-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/706121852006418986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/706121852006418986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-hate-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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-6378290288009790445.post-1897534298065009390</id><published>2011-04-07T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:51:29.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA, NOTHING TO BLOG ABOUT. So i'll just do some facts :D &lt;br /&gt;Hmm. let me think,&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY?&lt;br /&gt;TEN ?&lt;br /&gt;FIVE ?&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i guess ten is a nice number. LETS DO TEN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT 1) I hate people with yellow[EG. DIRTY] and long fingernails. Its disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT 2) I get jealous easily, just that i dont show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT 3) Actually, i'm a good girl. What am i saying? I AM a good girl. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT 4) I LOVE CHEESE AND LAKEROL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT 5) I dont text people, but i wait for others to text me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT 6) I have a dream of marrying a chef when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;lets see, at the age of maybe 25 or 26?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT 7) I'm easily paranoid. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT 8) I'm suspicious at nothing. :D Basically, i dont trust people easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT 9) I'm already running out of facts :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT 10) THIS IS THE LAST FACT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAY BYE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-1897534298065009390?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/1897534298065009390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/haha-nothing-to-blog-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/1897534298065009390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/1897534298065009390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/haha-nothing-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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-6378290288009790445.post-6318431407894946283</id><published>2011-04-02T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T22:39:13.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you know how much I look forward to the weekend ? Its like forever waiting for the weekend, so stop ruining it for me. D': I just cant say no. I dont know how. I'm unlike you, I give them face. Stop blaming me, when you're the one that don't care about how others feel. And I HAVE a heart, I know who treat me well, and I'll treat them well. You don't even care about the person that loves you the most. YOU JUST DONT KNOW ANYTHING. SO WHAT IF YOU'RE OLDER THAN ME. So stop blaming me, and start blaming yourself. According to you, its always not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-6318431407894946283?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6318431407894946283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-you-know-how-much-i-look-forward-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/6318431407894946283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/6318431407894946283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-you-know-how-much-i-look-forward-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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-6378290288009790445.post-2746960519494919959</id><published>2011-04-02T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T20:02:21.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Do you remember? :D&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to say,&lt;br /&gt;Dont waste another day.&lt;br /&gt;Its only you and me tonight,&lt;br /&gt;If its alright with you,&lt;br /&gt;Then its alright with me :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;LOL starting the post with blockquote is not my style but, whatever. I'm still your number onee :D Thats what i am :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money cant buy me happiness, but money can buy me a packet of gummy bears that will bring my happiness. :D HEHEH I LIKE MYSELF. :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-2746960519494919959?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2746960519494919959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-you-remember-d-theres-nothing-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/2746960519494919959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/2746960519494919959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-you-remember-d-theres-nothing-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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-6378290288009790445.post-6586180248252065470</id><published>2011-03-26T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:37:48.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ql3FMswDftw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU LOOKING FOR BOYFRIEND,&lt;br /&gt;I SEE THAT ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANT YOU SEE.&lt;br /&gt;ALL I WANNA BE IS &lt;br /&gt;TO BE YOUR BOYFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL I WANT IS TO BE YOUR BOY&lt;br /&gt;B-B-B-B-BOYFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;LET ME TAKE A MOMENT TO THINK OF TH RIGHT WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HEARD THAT CHU LOOKING FOR A BOYFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently earth hour. i dont dare off lights cause i'm scared, scared of you know, the stuff in the dark. :o I could off the power supply , i can rely on my battery. But i cant off my light. i off-ed my air-con and the charger. I'm sorry earth. and OMGOSH. COOL. YOUTUBE HAS A THEME FOR EARTH HOUR. ITS BLACKBLACKBLACKBLACKOUT. LOL. DAMN COOL. Youtube rawks :D LALALA. I ate HE BAO JI. And i just realised that vinegar tastes sour. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-6586180248252065470?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6586180248252065470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-looking-for-boyfriend-i-see-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/6586180248252065470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/6586180248252065470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-looking-for-boyfriend-i-see-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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://img.youtube.com/vi/ql3FMswDftw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378290288009790445.post-5357662719475593416</id><published>2011-03-26T09:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T09:56:43.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tqZ73Jdn--A?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SONG IS SO ADDICTIVE. &lt;br /&gt;BTR :D &lt;br /&gt;ATL :D&lt;br /&gt;ROCKZXC.&lt;br /&gt;CARLOS IS DAMN CUTEEE AND FUNNYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The correct way to treat a girl is to bully them - By Dylan.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he was like bully xinyin then ben say,'Boy bully girl, Not man sia, dickhead.'&lt;br /&gt;LOL. DYLAN SAID THE CORRECT WAY TO TREAT A GIRL IS TO BULLY THEM.&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA. :3&lt;br /&gt;I WAITED. YKNOW.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not dumb x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liars.&lt;br /&gt;Liars.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-5357662719475593416?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5357662719475593416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-song-is-so-addictive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/5357662719475593416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/5357662719475593416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-song-is-so-addictive.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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://img.youtube.com/vi/tqZ73Jdn--A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378290288009790445.post-236308069027620557</id><published>2011-03-25T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T21:48:24.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I missed you.</title><content type='html'>;O Hai. :3&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;All time low :D&lt;br /&gt;FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/V0LV_bETEzs?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FTW :S&lt;br /&gt;ALL TIME LOWWW .&lt;br /&gt;BREAK YOUR HEART INTO 2. :D&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE ATL :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/b9-0QYzYsz4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L-3XdYpvilA?rel"&gt;MORE ATL :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG TIME RUSH :D&lt;br /&gt;Bye ;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-236308069027620557?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/236308069027620557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-missed-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/236308069027620557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/236308069027620557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-missed-you.html' title='I missed you.'/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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://img.youtube.com/vi/V0LV_bETEzs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378290288009790445.post-4317002551967766204</id><published>2011-03-20T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:04:38.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of the holiday. Time flies huh. :X That so sad. I dont want school, i'll soon be drowned in the sea of homework and CCA. Suffocating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It look beneficial on the surface like helping you revise your work and study., but actually, it kills. It is a monster. This monster eats up your time, eats up your play time. Its huge teeth sinks deep into your legs that become sore after standing up during the lessons if you dont obey it. It controls your mind forcing you to feel sleepy and doesn't allow you to sleep. It tortures you. Hard. This ruthless monster is also known as homework.{AHAHAHHA SO FAIL}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually, teachers are the creators of homework, and the principal is the creator of teachers, and the school is the creator of the principal, and the government is the creator of the school. So, ... its the government's fault. JUST FOR THE ECONOMY, JUST FOR STABLE GOVERNMENT, JUST FOR THE COUNTRY. We're tortured. Parents dont understand our pain. Some adults grumble that they have to go to work. Well, at least they get paid. We accept this torture, and we dont get paid at all D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much homework i managed to finish ? I'm amazing. i finished 4 zhou ji, 2 math exercise, 1 TYS biology, 1 chem worksheet. I'm awesome. Yes :D I'm very awesome. And you know that. Admit it. You're just jealous. I'm awesome. :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-4317002551967766204?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4317002551967766204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/last-day-of-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/4317002551967766204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/4317002551967766204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/last-day-of-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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-6378290288009790445.post-5061773925362789420</id><published>2011-03-19T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T09:10:54.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ehh?</title><content type='html'>11:11 Made a wish :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-5061773925362789420?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5061773925362789420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-your-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/5061773925362789420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/5061773925362789420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-your-job.html' title='ehh?'/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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-6378290288009790445.post-5061974462126232865</id><published>2011-03-19T16:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T18:20:42.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just had chinese tuition. I love this story :3, i did it for comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;I'll translate ittt. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In South America, there lived a group of ferocious Eagle Vulture(idk if its eagle or vulture). They are fast, and their movements are quick. They also fly for a long period of time, you can also call them the king of eagles. Normally, if they spot a small creatures, these small creatures cannot (IDK!?!?) run away from their death. However, who would have known that such beautiful flyers have yet an sad childhood(cheng zhang?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days after these Eagle Vultures are born, they have to go through a tough and difficult training(HEHE, MY VOCAB SUCKS). Mother Eagle will bring these young Eaglets to a very high place or a cliff, and throw them down. Those eaglets that are scared and couldn't fly, will fall to their death. However, the Mother Eagle will not stop here. Those that managed to fly, will then have their wings crushed by the Mother Eagle. The mother Eagle will then throw them down again. These mothers know that if the eaglets dont go through such training, the eaglets will not be able to fly in the vast blue sky, not to be mention, the ability to catch their prey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the wings of these eaglets are crushed, those that can take the pain and are able to keep flapping their wings to fly, allowing the blood in the wings to flow are soon able to allow the wings to recover, and become an even stronger and fearless beast. If not, these eaglets will forever not be able to blend with the sky(?) {my interpretation} -i'm starting to get lazyyy.... skips this part-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAHBLAHBLAH. We can also be like these eaglets, to be able to have our own wings and fly freely in the beautiful vast sky, if we have the peserverance(AND ALL THOSE CRAP).&lt;br /&gt;We'll be able to spread our wings and soar (up high?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;I miss you… I need you…&lt;br /&gt;Even in my dreams I’m with you..&lt;br /&gt;I miss you… I need you…&lt;br /&gt;Rewind back the time.&lt;br /&gt;- After School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-5061974462126232865?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5061974462126232865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-just-had-chinese-tuition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/5061974462126232865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/5061974462126232865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-just-had-chinese-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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-6378290288009790445.post-2936728056838235133</id><published>2011-03-19T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T12:50:09.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Suffering from severe insomnia-&lt;br /&gt;Cant blame me for my eyebags D: I'll just hide my face for a while. Hehe. So i ate breakfast o_o EGGTARTS ;) Yumyum . I miss my classmates, but i dont like school. How ? :( Haiiz. I wanna be principal. ;) Then it'll be holiday ! Everyday, or slack lessons. ;O My math teacher never fails to be absent. She's like immune to all disease and accident. My senior say she has never been absent before. NEVER. EVER. D: Is that something good? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help my dad repaired the light?! The thing was burnt, then my father said,'Lucky never burn down the house.' I asked,'Got buy insurance not?' Hehe, So annoying !! YIPEE. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youtube ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lOGpGoEMu2s?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS GIRL IS DAMN DAMN DAMN FUNNYY. Although she's freaking racist. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zulEMWj3sVA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS GUY'S VOICE DAMN HOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOT. (Obviously, Onew's one is hotter :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE, I'M DONE. Bye o_o I'm going~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not gone yet? I'm not gonna blog anymoreee D:&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing for me to say !!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there is, I love ONEW. :D&lt;br /&gt;I bet you knew that already ;O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-2936728056838235133?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2936728056838235133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/suffering-from-severe-insomnia-cant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/2936728056838235133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/2936728056838235133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/suffering-from-severe-insomnia-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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://img.youtube.com/vi/lOGpGoEMu2s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378290288009790445.post-7868833490770872918</id><published>2011-03-18T20:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T12:19:15.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wished time stopped.</title><content type='html'>HEHE, created this blogggg ;) Yippeee ;o&lt;br /&gt;Used Adeq's picture, Nice nottt ;o&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy... sooo.. I'm kinda lazy to blog so i'll blog later. :D&lt;br /&gt;Cause i just finished the blogskin. ;)&lt;br /&gt;HEH ! COOL RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, like a bullet train, Or maybe like F1 racing car (?) I rmbed something. I used to have a friend in TJC, and he actually dont know the order of the months. He was like, January, Febuary, March, August, September, November, December. :B , There's only 7 months in his calendar. WOW. Not only that, his mother dont even know the months tooo ! I mean, its okay if he dont know {Not really} but his mother dont know too ?! Uh, thats too extreme, Its like a person living in year 1 ! Okay not really, at least, mayas have calendar. LOL. Maybe to him, time flies to fast that he cant even count it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish time would stop. D: The holidays are ending soooon ! LOL. One of my neighbours was like 'Add me on facebook! Add me on facebook!' 'I'm from maha bodhi, he's from telok kurau' nearby. Wow. ;x They scream really loud. Heheh. Whatt?!? Now they are saying,'Datuse?!?' What? Idk, Its not good to eavesdrop! Okay!! AND I DONT EAVESDROP. !! Dont anyhow sayyy D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, i love today, first, i get to bully someone. ;P I'm not evil or saddistic !! I'm just enjoying it when someone suffers. HAH ! JK, I'M KIND OKAY. Dont look at me like that. o: I'm filled with sunkist orange goodness. ;) HAHAH, and then i saw the video on the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HBa458RoLpw&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;World's largest gummy bear&lt;/a&gt; . AWESOME. AND THEN, I .... o/////o HAHAHAH. Dont tell you ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6378290288009790445-7868833490770872918?l=th-missingpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7868833490770872918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-wished-time-stopped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/7868833490770872918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6378290288009790445/posts/default/7868833490770872918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-missingpieces.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-wished-time-stopped.html' title='I wished time stopped.'/><author><name>Cerah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440134252186367321</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>
