<?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-34115553</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:11:58.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darla's deceit innocence</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>243</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-7958716854141460203</id><published>2007-09-15T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:24:12.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will no longer reminisce a past that has no meaning.&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;i will fly,&lt;br /&gt;and there shall be no more turning back ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-7958716854141460203?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/7958716854141460203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=7958716854141460203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/7958716854141460203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/7958716854141460203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-reminisce-past-that-has-no-meaning.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-1828178904428671007</id><published>2007-09-15T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T16:45:54.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mm im bored and seriously not in the mood to go studying.&lt;br /&gt;(that's bad. o's in a matter of weeks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i shall update bout... yesterday's career fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, the talks on like service (f&amp;amp;b) as well as the service in general, NEARLY &lt;em&gt;KILLED&lt;/em&gt; ME. due to boredom, that is. however, i kinda enjoyed the one on the pilot. HEH. probably im like.. stereotyped cos i do want to be a pilot very very much. but truthfully speaking, i do think that being a pilot seems far more interesting than any other of those careers that the table had listed. (mm, ok.. exception of hotel management)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. well, the reason why we went for like f&amp;amp;b and general service was because the ones we signed up for- sales and marketing as well as the hotel management talks, were like super duper crowded! so much so, we couldn't stand the stench in the room. gosh, have you any idea that air-conditioned rooms smell like salted fish when you have too many students in it?! especially that of schools because the rooms have terrible ventilation. OH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm well, you see.. the pilot talk was interesting (to me, at least). this captain from SIA gave the talk (along with another First Pilot) and made it really personal, he made much links to his current life as a capt after 17years in this field. he told us all about the process- from the interviews, to trainings in Aussie and his bond to SIA (very little discretion of the type of benefits and pay) to the kind of craft he flies today and of course, not forgetting to promote the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, but i felt strongly attracted to it. i mean, yeah i know what happens and what kind of a process i have to face if i should really apply to be one (in like.. another 10yrs) well, after watching triumph in the skies i know how serious the selection is and how difficult it is to become a pilot. but i do think that this is something i want, something that i want to excel in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when asked as to who was interested in the job? i suppose i was like the only girl cos although there were many others however nobody seemed keen on it. lol, not quite a lady job, aye? hah. many many people tell me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's an ambition, and i want to realise it cos it is a dream i believe in. if you ask me why i want to be a pilot, i would tell you.. cos i want to fly and i've always wanted to be one. yeah you may tell me "that's so cliche" but it's something i really feel towards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and why not be a stewardess?"&lt;br /&gt;i don't know..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, i just want to be.. different. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-1828178904428671007?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/1828178904428671007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=1828178904428671007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1828178904428671007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1828178904428671007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/09/mm-im-bored-and-seriously-not-in-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-7805465904357777730</id><published>2007-09-15T16:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T16:04:47.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>身邊</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/hY0AbBHQW6Y' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/hY0AbBHQW6Y'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i absolutely love this song, the lyrics are just so sweet!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-7805465904357777730?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/7805465904357777730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=7805465904357777730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/7805465904357777730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/7805465904357777730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='身邊'/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-2218702026680051007</id><published>2007-09-15T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T19:22:33.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;-edited-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am, happy. it seems to me that i never was, until the day i let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those memories, the past. they'll always remain etched, in some corner of my heart. there's no need for regret neither there is room because it's time to go, to seek the haven which belongs to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will fly, i will take my passion and soar up high.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-2218702026680051007?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2218702026680051007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=2218702026680051007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/2218702026680051007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/2218702026680051007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/09/amkssband.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-5793648865419057813</id><published>2007-09-14T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:03:47.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! i've changed my blogskin! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup, i dont know what to blog about.. i just feel so lazy. &lt;br /&gt;everytime i have something funny or interesting to share i tell myself "jiaying, mustblog must blog" but i always end up not blogging cos i forget what happens when i sit here lol. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM: I AM HAPPY! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. i really like this feeling of bliss and joy and all the happy-ness. (&lt;em&gt;do you understand what i'm talking about? cos i really don't know how to describe it&lt;/em&gt;) and i don't know why i'm feeling that way but i guess it's just the motivation thing setting it. thus i'm keeping myself happy so that i'll be happy and things will be more positive! i enjoy this very very very much! lalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, im off to enjoy this feeling! will drop by another time (although i really don't know when!). love you people who actually make the effort to come by here to check out my dead blog! thank you so so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-5793648865419057813?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5793648865419057813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-7063367666240084789</id><published>2007-08-29T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:16:42.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RtUJZj5uBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4XKrMYslkW4/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103996087433037490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RtUJZj5uBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4XKrMYslkW4/s200/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RtUJaT5uBsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SWV8PpZcbCE/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103996100317939394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RtUJaT5uBsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SWV8PpZcbCE/s200/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey there, im back (for a while) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mm.. it's been the insane bout of prelims and haha, i think i really did badlllllyyyy... lol oh well it's alright, im sure i can make my mark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm yea, it's gonna be the end of my secondary school life very very very soon. and im already starting to think that i'll be missing 4/2. hah, say im crazy man.. i think the same way too. oh well, i've scanned my class photos. possibly the only ones i have apart from last year's class photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's the only place we look happy. so unlike the usual dramamama we have all the time. there's no tension, just playful people like any other class. i will miss 4/2, it doesn't matter for what reasons, i know i will miss 4/2. &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/34115553-7063367666240084789?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/7063367666240084789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=7063367666240084789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/7063367666240084789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/7063367666240084789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-there-im-back-for-while-mm.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RtUJZj5uBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4XKrMYslkW4/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-3291987445622262132</id><published>2007-08-26T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T13:07:58.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wait for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/LCZezG4bI7/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/LCZezG4bI7/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So why does your pride make you run and hide?&lt;br /&gt;Are you that afraid of me?&lt;br /&gt;But I know it's a lie what you keep inside&lt;br /&gt;This is not how you want it to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don''t know what else i can do&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;br /&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;br /&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;br /&gt;No matter what i have to do I'll wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-3291987445622262132?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-7228145029462634746</id><published>2007-08-20T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T13:38:47.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>溏心風暴 - My Love Will Get You Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/N0Frjer2drU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/N0Frjer2drU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-7228145029462634746?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-2867098428907455528</id><published>2007-08-19T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T10:54:10.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pilot gonnabe. 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(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;welcome, lee-roy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-1683067739525008423?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/1683067739525008423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=1683067739525008423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1683067739525008423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1683067739525008423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/07/addition-to-family-welcome-lee-roy.html' 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src='http://media.imeem.com/m/nHfKaCHoD9/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;给我你的外衣&lt;br /&gt;让我像躲在你身体里&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;借我你的梳子&lt;br /&gt;让我用柔软头发吻你&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;车窗上的雾气&lt;br /&gt;彷佛是你的爱在呼吸&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;那微笑的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;连日落也看作唇印&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢这样跟着你&lt;br /&gt;随便你带我到哪里&lt;br /&gt;你的脸&lt;br /&gt;慢慢贴近&lt;br /&gt;明天也慢慢地慢慢清晰&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢你爱我的心&lt;br /&gt;轻触我每根手指感应&lt;br /&gt;我知道&lt;br /&gt;它在诉说着你承诺言语&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-6475415297124004913?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/6475415297124004913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=6475415297124004913' 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xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/2fnCoHftyI/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/2fnCoHftyI/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The rain, just never seems to bring&lt;br /&gt;the joy, I feel the same,&lt;br /&gt;everlasting pain of my loss remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart, can't seem to learn to part&lt;br /&gt;the hold you left your mark&lt;br /&gt;all that I dreamed of now it seems so stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho I told myself won't hold my breath&lt;br /&gt;a part of me was dying&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing left for me to do now, but give in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you gave me, one chance to tell you how I was feeling&lt;br /&gt;I would sing to you and tell you I won't live my life without you&lt;br /&gt;if you gave me, one chance to tell you how I was feeling&lt;br /&gt;I would hold your hand and look in your eyes and you know, I'd never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way, you left me on the train&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;I remember everything that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't, believe we'd never dance&lt;br /&gt;I just need one more chance&lt;br /&gt;to share the sunset our one last romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I told myself won't hold my breath&lt;br /&gt;a part of me was dying&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing left for me to do now, but give in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-8153338829276853382?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8153338829276853382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rp4KDlWGADI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2uHrVSgDz-c/s200/ap_20070113083822908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rp4KDlWGAEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/LaQW_ZKIKk0/s1600-h/ap_20070225040553771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088515685655904322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rp4KDlWGAEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/LaQW_ZKIKk0/s200/ap_20070225040553771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rp4KD1WGAFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/aGEGGuL9-tE/s1600-h/ap_20070225040559688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088515689950871634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rp4KD1WGAFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/aGEGGuL9-tE/s200/ap_20070225040559688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rp4KD1WGAGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hJnccbxpwbc/s1600-h/ap_20070225041246727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088515689950871650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rp4KD1WGAGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hJnccbxpwbc/s200/ap_20070225041246727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehe, lee ki woo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so cute! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-8805429485629161240?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8805429485629161240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=8805429485629161240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8805429485629161240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8805429485629161240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/07/hehe-lee-ki-woo.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rp4KDVWGACI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cD2KrCHEJWw/s72-c/c05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-8817896742691923649</id><published>2007-07-15T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:16:45.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rpm44FWF_9I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7tDdWqudEzA/s1600-h/228979919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087300527738716114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rpm44FWF_9I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7tDdWqudEzA/s200/228979919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rpm44VWF_-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/s5NjWrhb36E/s1600-h/2051103_20070130_581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087300532033683426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="180" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rpm44VWF_-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/s5NjWrhb36E/s200/2051103_20070130_581.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rpm44VWF__I/AAAAAAAAAGk/qemUO2WMQvI/s1600-h/20074212112408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087300532033683442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rpm44VWF__I/AAAAAAAAAGk/qemUO2WMQvI/s200/20074212112408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rpm44lWGAAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/DFIuZNHnwUs/s1600-h/dolphin_wn,20060327162329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087300536328650754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rpm44lWGAAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/DFIuZNHnwUs/s200/dolphin_wn,20060327162329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rpm44lWGABI/AAAAAAAAAG0/oPW4Jn5Ehfk/s1600-h/U1358P28T3D985102F326DT20060214114103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087300536328650770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rpm44lWGABI/AAAAAAAAAG0/oPW4Jn5Ehfk/s200/U1358P28T3D985102F326DT20060214114103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 阿信's SUPER CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha, this is for my nerd kuku!! lol (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-8817896742691923649?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8817896742691923649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=8817896742691923649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8817896742691923649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8817896742691923649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/07/s-super-cute-haha-this-is-for-my-nerd.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rpm44FWF_9I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7tDdWqudEzA/s72-c/228979919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-5758202217328930914</id><published>2007-07-14T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T15:49:25.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>perhaps because it's been like our entire life, so most leave being like you. it ain't glory; it's time to reflect- cos this is a weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there isn't anything to reminisce; there's no appreciation. nothing worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a stepping stone, a place that taught me resilience. and i thank you for i've become stronger than before (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-5758202217328930914?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5758202217328930914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=5758202217328930914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5758202217328930914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5758202217328930914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/07/perhaps-because-its-been-like-our.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-1011298233022248900</id><published>2007-07-06T09:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T09:11:55.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hah, i sure have a way at making people upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wth is wrong with me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-1011298233022248900?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/1011298233022248900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=1011298233022248900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1011298233022248900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1011298233022248900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/07/hah-i-sure-have-way-at-making-people.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-3588592567937922173</id><published>2007-07-05T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T18:20:41.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you do realise, there's my livejournal url in the sidebar. reason being, blogger doesnt allow me to blog my videos. &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's really quite frustrating. so if you're interested, do check it out! although it's quite abit on mayday, teehee. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-3588592567937922173?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/3588592567937922173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=3588592567937922173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/3588592567937922173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/3588592567937922173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/07/ok-hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-3171931824749030524</id><published>2007-07-04T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T16:19:06.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever regretted deeply for a decision you made? that drived you thinking "oh, that was on impulse. i really shouldn't have done that"? i bet you have, well at least, i have. we all have, many..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this time, i wont regret my decision and i do not. i stand firmly towards whatever i have placed my finger on and will not budge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for nearly my entire 16 years in this world, i've always thought that my decisions are always right but certain of them have proved me wrong. despite that being the case, this time i am sure im doing the correct thing and i wont look back. this is where im heading towards, i have it my way because this is my life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.. yea, i'll leave all with a quote i really appreciate [although not many pop by here]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"be grateful to those who hurt you most for it is they who teach you to cherish best"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you whoever who made me chance upon this. it woke me up from a dream i've always thought existed. this slapped my in the face but also taught me to path the road that i want to take as well as to learn to open up. it may not seem much and those of you reading this may think that there's nothing great about that line. but to me, it has allowed me to let go and to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel less burdened now (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-3171931824749030524?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/3171931824749030524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=3171931824749030524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/3171931824749030524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/3171931824749030524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/07/have-you-ever-regretted-deeply-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-2944972176735675207</id><published>2007-06-14T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:16:46.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RnEfJro418I/AAAAAAAAAFE/_d3s5kx4LmE/s1600-h/wilsonnnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075872506216765378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RnEfJro418I/AAAAAAAAAFE/_d3s5kx4LmE/s200/wilsonnnn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; isn't he cute? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol, just a pretty face. too bad, he can't sing. haha, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's one charming smile he's got there though.. mm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-2944972176735675207?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2944972176735675207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=2944972176735675207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/2944972176735675207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/2944972176735675207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/06/isnt-he-cute-lol-just-pretty-face.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RnEfJro418I/AAAAAAAAAFE/_d3s5kx4LmE/s72-c/wilsonnnn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-699787724633247997</id><published>2007-06-12T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:16:46.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rm683Lo417I/AAAAAAAAAE8/haCLfIj5gaY/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075201486296242098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rm683Lo417I/AAAAAAAAAE8/haCLfIj5gaY/s200/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rm6k3bo416I/AAAAAAAAAE0/n_Hgq_Yv2ew/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha, look at the silly turban! mm, went cycling at ecp yesterday! did loads of silly things too. hahaha.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-699787724633247997?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/699787724633247997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=699787724633247997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/699787724633247997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/699787724633247997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/06/haha-look-at-his-silly-turban-mm-went.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rm683Lo417I/AAAAAAAAAE8/haCLfIj5gaY/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-4688823088046102524</id><published>2007-06-09T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:49:37.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you, amkssband graduates 2007.&lt;br /&gt;you guys braved thick and thin with me and i feel really blessed to be part of this big family. thank you for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-4688823088046102524?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4688823088046102524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=4688823088046102524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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people who are more capable than yourself yet not feel negatively about their success, then you are a successful person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to handle the strings well and to know when to help, to be in the limelight and when to be not. that's the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juniors, i will miss you. remember that this ain't the end, keep going strong and face whatever that may come. im sure you will do well and i will be proud of you, i definitely will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love, amkssband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-6492344793532233394?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/6492344793532233394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=6492344793532233394' 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height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEASURE OF A MAN&lt;br /&gt;CLAY AIKEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day you discover him&lt;br /&gt;Broken down he's lost everything&lt;br /&gt;No cars, no fancy clothes to make him who he's not&lt;br /&gt;The woman at his side is all that he has got&lt;br /&gt;Why do you ask him move heaven and earth&lt;br /&gt;To prove his love has worth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he walk on water&lt;br /&gt;Would he run through fire&lt;br /&gt;Would he stand before you&lt;br /&gt;When it's down to the wire&lt;br /&gt;Would he give his life up&lt;br /&gt;To be all he can&lt;br /&gt;Is that, is that, is that how you measure a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If by chance all he had to give you&lt;br /&gt;Was three words wrapped around your finger&lt;br /&gt;Would that be deep enough at the end of every day&lt;br /&gt;And how will you ever know&lt;br /&gt;If a man is what he says?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you ask him to move heaven and earth&lt;br /&gt;To prove his love has worth&lt;br /&gt;Would he walk on water&lt;br /&gt;Would he run through fire&lt;br /&gt;Would he stand before you&lt;br /&gt;When it's down to the wire&lt;br /&gt;Would he give his life up to be all he can&lt;br /&gt;Is that, is that, is that how you measure a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never gives up&lt;br /&gt;Lets go of his dream&lt;br /&gt;His world goes around for his one true belief&lt;br /&gt;Is that how you know&lt;br /&gt;Is that what it means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he walk on water&lt;br /&gt;Would he run through fire&lt;br /&gt;Would he stand before you&lt;br /&gt;Would he will be your anchor when the dark unfolds&lt;br /&gt;Would he always love you the best that he knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he give his life up&lt;br /&gt;To be all that he can&lt;br /&gt;Is that, is that, is that how you measure a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he walk on water&lt;br /&gt;Would he run through fire&lt;br /&gt;Would he stand before you&lt;br /&gt;When it's down to the wire&lt;br /&gt;Would he give his life up&lt;br /&gt;To be all he can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that, is that, is that, how you measure oh...&lt;br /&gt;Is that, is that, is that, how you measure a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-8349150127218420341?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8349150127218420341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=8349150127218420341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8349150127218420341'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;haha, it makes you just want more because the atmosphere just makes you feel real happy. there's no way to feel otherwise! like &lt;em&gt;uuuubbberrrr&lt;/em&gt; high? hahaha. yes, now i like their songs too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like their concert theme, everyone was just jumping non-stop throughout their concert cos it's just so fun! there's no need for seats actually! haha. oh well.. (: im so glad i made the choice to take the last ticket! &lt;strong&gt;im sooo happy&lt;/strong&gt;, im still in the mayday mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousins and i did crazy things after the concert as well. but shan't elaborate. it was just real fun. i enjoyed myself thoroughly! thank you cousins and mayday!! love love love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-1208882172070919896?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/1208882172070919896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=1208882172070919896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1208882172070919896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1208882172070919896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/06/mayday-concert-was-totally-crazyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-239394014602804636</id><published>2007-05-31T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T22:13:16.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WHAT HAS OUR GRADUATION GOT TO DO WITH YOU, FATASS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have been with amkssband less than we have, what rights do you have to say those things to us? and look, you've been teaching my juniors the wrong things so yes if you stay out of our matters it would make you a little less detestable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are such a bugger, and im freaking pissed with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime you text me a message it must be nothing nice. JUST WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU, SADIST? i honestly hate you big time. the last time you texted me a message, it was right after SYF and that made me damn angry not only because you maligned me but also because you made us think otherwise. YOU LIED OKAY, YOU LIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember the day we attained our gwh too, hah. c'mon, we respected you and treated you like part of the band but WTF? you actually ruined our moods by saying &lt;em&gt;"aiyah.. this is luck, you just barely meet the borderline gwh" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH, SO WHAT? &lt;strong&gt;WE DID IT, ARE YOU JEALOUS?&lt;/strong&gt; if you have nothing encouraging to say to our band members then i suggest you shut the hell up and not say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im honestly angry, i wonder why we need you around in the first place. you do nothing but give your worthless cynical remarks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-239394014602804636?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/239394014602804636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=239394014602804636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/239394014602804636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/239394014602804636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-has-our-graduation-got-to-do-with.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-3485500124992893398</id><published>2007-05-29T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:01:30.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i spent time and effort to do up all that because we hope to share our pride with you people, the ones who spent 4 years in amkss with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we want you to know that even though there were soooo many occasions that you mocked us for having "no life" and that we're geeks and crazy, you still matter to us and that we are gonna share our achievements with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but apparently, you can't accept that and you very clearly don't appreciate it. yea, if you wish not to come and join us, jolly well not come. and why cant you give me a blank reply like everyone else? aren't you mature enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you meant to do that to spite me, knowing that somebody would come across it and show it to me, yes you have succeeded in letting that someone pass it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but bring me down with these lowly acts of yours? nah.. it takes more skill, dearies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-3485500124992893398?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/3485500124992893398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=3485500124992893398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/3485500124992893398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/3485500124992893398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-spent-time-and-effort-to-do-up-all.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-2380336312133538741</id><published>2007-05-22T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:16:47.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RlLffR84knI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SCkk7Jf5Tm0/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067358259232936562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RlLffR84knI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SCkk7Jf5Tm0/s200/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is the day i officially step down as a councillor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day i've completed my term of office.&lt;br /&gt;as of tomorrow, i needn't worry bout being caught without tie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i needn't get upset over council.&lt;br /&gt;i needn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, rejoice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's great, but... i believe i might miss council. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea, all my life i've been wanting to get out of council but at present i'm having mixed feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;casann said "jiaying, i'll miss you and those late nights." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea, casann.. i'll miss you and those nights too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hah, you bet i remember the 3am showers and ton-ing gossip sessions. those days are unforgettable. i still remember this year's sec one orientation camp where we went to shower at 3am and suddenly the crazy sensor lights went off. we screamed like crazy and then laughed it off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"EH I DONT CARE WHETHER YOU'RE MALE OR FEMALE, YOU JUST COME IN AND WAIT TILL THE SENSOR LIGHTS COME ON AND THEN LEAVE. THANK YOU!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol, and remember the time jenny fell ill? i think it was last year's orientation camp. the 3 of us said that we would stay up and gossip through the night but jenny couldnt take it and had to go home. the two of us sat at the staircase landing and talked, laughed, cried till 4-5am before i konked out. i'm sorry i couldnt last through =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remember the council camps too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;although they were held at sentosa every year and we thought that it was totally BORING. but now, i think i'll miss it. the same old amazing race and the same old ice breakers don't seem that bad after all huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i guess it's here in the council that i've met some really awesome people too. some who've already left the school and others who still remain by my side till today. of these people, there's jason, casann and jenny. thank you council board for introducing such wonderful people into my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea.. i suppose it's only when you realise that it's gone that you learn to cherish. perhaps that's just the way life works aye? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jason, casann, jenny, alvin[1/4`07!].. let's come back for orientation camp next yr! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-2380336312133538741?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2380336312133538741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=2380336312133538741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/2380336312133538741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/2380336312133538741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-is-day-i-officially-step-down-as.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RlLffR84knI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SCkk7Jf5Tm0/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-8294896880825901803</id><published>2007-05-20T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T18:47:31.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JIAYING MUST STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;but i can't seem to. oh no, how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-8294896880825901803?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8294896880825901803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=8294896880825901803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8294896880825901803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8294896880825901803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/jiaying-must-study-but-i-cant-seem-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-5377631208448250075</id><published>2007-05-20T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T11:55:25.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY INTERPRETATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/J2kclUUIyA/aus=false/' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/J2kclUUIyA/aus=false/'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;MY INTERPRETATION&lt;br /&gt;MIKA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk about life, you talk about death,&lt;br /&gt;And everything in between,&lt;br /&gt;Like it's nothing, and the words are easy.&lt;br /&gt;You talk about me, and you talk about you,&lt;br /&gt;And everything I do,&lt;br /&gt;Like it's something, that needs repeating.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need an alibi or for you to realize,&lt;br /&gt;The things we left unsaid,&lt;br /&gt;Are only taking space up in our head.&lt;br /&gt;Make it my fault, win the game&lt;br /&gt;Point the finger, place the blame&lt;br /&gt;It does me up and down,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't care if I ever talk to you again.&lt;br /&gt;This is not about emotion,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a reason not to care what you say,&lt;br /&gt;Or what happened in the end.&lt;br /&gt;This is my interpretation,&lt;br /&gt;And it don't, don't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two weeks turn into ten,&lt;br /&gt;I hold my breath and wonder when it'll happen,&lt;br /&gt;Does it really matter?&lt;br /&gt;If half of what you said is true,&lt;br /&gt;And half of what I didn't do could be different,&lt;br /&gt;Would it make it better?&lt;br /&gt;If we forget the things we know.&lt;br /&gt;Would we have somewhere to go?&lt;br /&gt;The only way is down, I can see that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really not such a sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it don't have to make no sense to you at all,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is my interpretation, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-5377631208448250075?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5377631208448250075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=5377631208448250075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5377631208448250075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5377631208448250075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-interpretation_20.html' title='MY INTERPRETATION'/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-8674108995677730366</id><published>2007-05-19T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:16:48.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aye, firstly.. a belated post to jas, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;yea, it's was jas' birthday yesterday. went to watch blades of glory, silly show but nevertheless i did enjoy myself (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm glad you like the present! love.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rk8GuR84kiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DmKUz6NGHGk/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066275497977614882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rk8GuR84kiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DmKUz6NGHGk/s200/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye, today we had the council investiture rehearsal thing. honest opinion? it was total crap. i mean, the whole singing thing's fine and we know that you have done alot but puh-lease, there's no need to keep emphasizing it aye? we can tell and people might respect you more if you respect us too. i'm sorry but i honestly can't stand the way you handle things. and yea, we gave our opinions and we responded. how dare you throw tantrums?! for goodness sakes, you're a guy! &gt;.&lt; &lt;p&gt;yeah, my mood lasted till after my nap. i guess lack of sleep played a part. heh, then i found myself in turf city when i woke up. mom brought us for lunch at a nice jap restaurant there. teehee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there she also introduced me this shop where the lady makes her own accessories and she's even willing to give me lessons! of course, i immediately thought of gen jiejie. yeah, she's interested too! whoopee~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yupyup! pirates and mayday confirmed too! *GRINNNSSS* &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rk8GuR84kjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fqdfMUZjE6A/s1600-h/yearbook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066275497977614898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rk8GuR84kjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fqdfMUZjE6A/s200/yearbook.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. i read a couple of blogs when i went blog-surfing a few moments ago. amongst them, i visited casann's too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the wonderful girl who stopped running 2.4 just to pei me when my lmb happened again during pe two weeks ago, the one who compliments me on my baking and is always willing to try my insane creations. the one who knows when i need someone to talk to, the one who listens to me rant, watches me cry, runs all over to find tissue for me to dap away my tears when i totally breakdown and tells me in the face when she thinks i'm in the wrong. the ever-so-fantastic flag-raising partner too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but yet, there i was reading her blog yet not knowing how to comfort her in any way. but in any case.. casann, i really do want you to know. no matter what happens i'll be here to lend you a pair of listening ears, a sleeve [instead of the usual tissue which i don't have most of the time] and a shoulder if you ever need any of the above. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMILE GIRL, SMILE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;you look your best when you do so. believe me..&lt;br /&gt;and ya, you know you were talking about your photo with your cousin? the one as your handphone wallpaper? ya, you are indeed chio. so smile more, please! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rk8Gux84kkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Wr1TeFaOBhg/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066275506567549506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rk8Gux84kkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Wr1TeFaOBhg/s200/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, zyng next. darling.. don't get so offended by her! hmpf. how dare she call you brainless! rawr. she's just crazy so don't be so upset ya! you know i always love you dearie! write a longer post to you some other time!! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just make sure you cheer up ya! loves.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rk8Gvh84klI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UTPYbEDmCPg/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066275519452451410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rk8Gvh84klI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UTPYbEDmCPg/s200/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye, the last pic of today.. my darling sisters. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xixi, thanks for all the help ya! i know we needa start working on our song soon but i got no inspiration leh! the ones i wrote all sound damn weird/ cheesy can. heh.. oh well, this project has been on since like last year but it has yet to work out. hope it succeeds! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fifi, my entertainment during english! haha.. she thinks of the weirdest things to play okay. HAHA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xiang ah, haven't had a proper talk with you in a long long while. hope everything's going fine ya. learn to de-stress darling! it'll help! if you think talking helps, i can lend one side to you too! one side only, cos the other side i promised to lend casann. heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love yunxi, elena, xiangyun and cybil! my dearies forever (:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rk8Gxh84kmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PRBItFX44Cw/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066275553812189794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rk8Gxh84kmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PRBItFX44Cw/s200/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yupyup, i'm a lucky lucky girl. i have darlings all around me! (:&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, thanks darl. thanks for helping me out with the invitations [cos im so noob] even though it shouldnt bother you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thank you so very very much.&lt;br /&gt;thank you thank you thank you.&lt;br /&gt;thank you sweeties for making my days so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;you people rock my world! love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-8674108995677730366?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8674108995677730366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=8674108995677730366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8674108995677730366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8674108995677730366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/aye-firstly.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rk8GuR84kiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DmKUz6NGHGk/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-1346378003072190750</id><published>2007-05-13T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T15:03:10.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To all the mommies [esp my beloved]:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-1346378003072190750?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/1346378003072190750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=1346378003072190750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1346378003072190750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1346378003072190750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-all-mommies-esp-my-beloved-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-2343132855799112684</id><published>2007-05-13T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T13:23:06.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Follow Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyoufollowyourheadoryourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're romantic, sentimental, and emotional.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to fall in (and out of) love very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Some may call you fickle, but you can't help where your emotions take you.&lt;br /&gt;You've definitely broken a few hearts, but you're not a heartbreaker by nature.&lt;br /&gt;Your intentions are always good, even if they change with the wind&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyoufollowyourheadoryourheartquiz/"&gt;Do You Follow Your Head or Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-2343132855799112684?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2343132855799112684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=2343132855799112684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/2343132855799112684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/2343132855799112684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-follow-your-heart-youre-romantic.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-5189057512513229001</id><published>2007-05-13T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T13:11:06.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Natural Beauty!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofbeautyareyouquiz/natural-beauty.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the kind of beauty that every guy dreams about...&lt;br /&gt;One that looks good in the morning - without a stich of makeup&lt;br /&gt;That's doesn't mean you're a total hippie chic though&lt;br /&gt;You have style, but for you, style is effortless&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofbeautyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Beauty Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-5189057512513229001?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5189057512513229001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=5189057512513229001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5189057512513229001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5189057512513229001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-5818197851289495816</id><published>2007-05-09T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T19:46:25.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been half a week, but it's been terrible enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's as if i cant keep afloat and that i'm sinking to the bottom of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i've done wrong and why my world's crashing on me all of a sudden. this feeling's just messing me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears flow uncontrollably and i have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i done wrong?&lt;br /&gt;what have i done wrong?&lt;br /&gt;what have i done wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry michelle, for anything that i've done to make you upset  &lt;i&gt;again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry jason, i have no idea how to make you feel better. i'm feeling equally miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry to anyone and everyone. sorry for stepping on your toes unconsciously and causing your misery. i'm sorry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, pathetic jiaying who's always in the wrong but not knowing. blame it on myself for being dumb, clumsy, inconsiderate and insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a fool, jiaying. you're a fool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-5818197851289495816?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5818197851289495816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=5818197851289495816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5818197851289495816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5818197851289495816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-been-half-week-but-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-8830819595124012723</id><published>2007-05-06T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:23:28.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i miss you! (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-8830819595124012723?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8830819595124012723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=8830819595124012723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8830819595124012723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8830819595124012723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-8331002962960689385</id><published>2007-05-06T12:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T13:00:41.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;MICHAEL BUBLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a falling star&lt;br /&gt;You're the get away car&lt;br /&gt;You're the line in the sand when I go too far&lt;br /&gt;You're the swimming pool on an August day&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect thing to say&lt;br /&gt;And you play it coy but it's kind of cute&lt;br /&gt;When you smile at me you know exactly what you do&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't pretend that you don't know it's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can see it when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;br /&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you&lt;br /&gt;You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a carousel&lt;br /&gt;You're a wishing well&lt;br /&gt;And you light me up when you ring my bell&lt;br /&gt;You're a mystery&lt;br /&gt;You're from outer space&lt;br /&gt;You're every minute of everyday&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe that I'm your man&lt;br /&gt;And I get to kiss you baby just because I can&lt;br /&gt;Whatever comes our way, we'll see it through&lt;br /&gt;And you know that is what our love can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;br /&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you&lt;br /&gt;You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;br /&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you&lt;br /&gt;You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're every song&lt;br /&gt;And I sing along&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're my everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-8331002962960689385?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8331002962960689385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=8331002962960689385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8331002962960689385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3S430PoTRy/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&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/34115553-8077032007840409314?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8077032007840409314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=8077032007840409314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8077032007840409314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8077032007840409314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-1420173323210871708</id><published>2007-05-04T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:07:13.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM IN LOVE, SO IN LOVE...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-1420173323210871708?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/1420173323210871708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=1420173323210871708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1420173323210871708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1420173323210871708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-in-love-so-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-2139508071171207309</id><published>2007-05-04T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:01:44.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wait for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anxious to see your face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stand and watch,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking for the first sign of your arrival.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I finally see you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take a second look to make sure you're really there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My pulse races and I crack a smile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is what I've been waiting for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You begin to approach,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you say, "Sorry, I'm late."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I say, "No problem."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I think to myself, 'I'd have waited forever.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Jordan Jones - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-2139508071171207309?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the deaf man hears not the melody.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all Nature's wonders seem so dim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I am here, standing next to him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Valerie Dawn Keller -&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-4984638803412207825?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4984638803412207825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=4984638803412207825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DANCING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I were dancing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Floating across the floor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is wearing a suit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, a gown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The music, sweet and melodious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finds me twirling in a fantasy land&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Filled with happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laughter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His warm embrace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tickles my senses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my heart surges forward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I am looking into his eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Searching every corner of his perfect soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And realize that I'm not in a ballroom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not in a gown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just standing, staring into his eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm dancing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Jennifer Suzanne Brown -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-7230700771385546697</id><published>2007-04-29T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T17:53:42.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;lemon cheesecake. please let it be successful!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fingers crossed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-7230700771385546697?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/7230700771385546697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-8696369380691477870</id><published>2007-04-29T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T17:49:10.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello people [appealing to all band peeps esp]!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you've have the time to spare, why not take some time off to watch TJC in concert! yupyup, details as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;date: 19 MAY 2007&lt;br /&gt;venue: VICTORIA CONCERT HALL&lt;br /&gt;price: $12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave a tag, text me, call me or tell me via msn if you're interested! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-8696369380691477870?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8696369380691477870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=8696369380691477870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8696369380691477870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/8696369380691477870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-hello-people-appealing-to-all.html' 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away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't know how to be fine when I'm not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I don't know how to make a feeling stop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This feeling's taking control of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I can't help it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't sit around, I can't let him win now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thought you should know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've tried my best to let go of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I don't want toI just gotta say it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's getting hard to be around you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's so much I can't say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you want me to hide the feelings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And look the other way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't know how to be fine when I'm not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I don't know how to make a feeling stop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This feeling's taking control of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I can't help it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't sit around, I can't let him win now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thought you should know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've tried my best to let go of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I don't want toI just gotta say it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This emptiness is killing me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm wondering why I've waited so long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking back I realize&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was always there just never spoken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm waiting here... been waiting here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This feeling's taking control of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I can't help it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't sit around, I can't let him win now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thought you should know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've tried my best to let go of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I don't want to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just gotta say it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thought you should know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've tried my best to let go of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i gotta say it allbefore I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like this song, have a listen to it at the jukebox! (:&lt;br /&gt;im turning into a jesse mccartney fan!- &lt;em&gt;he's so hot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-1522562187241189073?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/1522562187241189073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=1522562187241189073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1522562187241189073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1522562187241189073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-so-you-know-jesse-mccartney-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-1293481668312846415</id><published>2007-04-26T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:13:44.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aye, we did this activity yesterday during ve lesson. it was kinda silly and boy, they had a great time teasing hutomo about it but ya, some people came up with rather interesting ideas. well well, here's what JIAYING stands for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;ovial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;ntellectual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;rtiste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;aks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;ntelligently and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;rouches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, CASSANDRA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;utumn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;adness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;elights our&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;emembrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i have no idea what those two meant but yes.. ms lee wanted it to "kinda make sense" and i couldn't come up with any better than that. so do help out and give some suggestions ya!-p/s: that refers to neither of us hor, it was just part of the plan in being enthu during ve, hehe. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, and yea.. had chi CT p2 today, guess i messed up my paper. believe it, i wrote like crazy for a short 3marks qn and for that of a 6marks qn? i wrote ONE PATHETIC LINE. how awesome! jiaying's a genius (: *APPLAUD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came assembly [it was &lt;s&gt;rather&lt;/s&gt; really crappy] and mep. today's lesson was rather slack. mr ng got held up elsewhere and ms chen was at course. they didnt get ms seng to relief either, so we spent most of our time playing with my toy followed by watching a video. that was kinda all? ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14.5 is driving me mad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-1293481668312846415?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/1293481668312846415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=1293481668312846415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1293481668312846415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1293481668312846415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/aye-we-did-this-activity-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-2816441268048982980</id><published>2007-04-25T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T22:46:17.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's the 25th again.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;2 years and 10 months; the moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;1 year and 10 months since the real challenge began.&lt;br /&gt;the bond built and feelings unchanged.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, stronger than ever and i'm so glad to have that special someone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Distance never separates two hearts that really care, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for our memories span the miles and in seconds we are there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But whenever I start feeling sad, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because I miss you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remind myself how lucky I am to have someone so special to miss."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope we can continue counting the number of 25ths we have together (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-2816441268048982980?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2816441268048982980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=2816441268048982980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/2816441268048982980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/2816441268048982980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-25th-again.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-3907029988239393998</id><published>2007-04-22T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:16:51.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE MY SISTERS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you girls are always there for me, listening to my complains, sharing gossips with me and forever doing the craziest things to make me laugh. being around you girls simply brightens up my day. THANK YOU DEARIES, I LOVE YOU! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5nMjOzAI/AAAAAAAAABs/gH2ebY31-eU/s1600-h/IMG_2317.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5nMjOzAI/AAAAAAAAABs/gH2ebY31-eU/s1600-h/IMG_2317.JPG"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5nMjOzAI/AAAAAAAAABs/gH2ebY31-eU/s1600-h/IMG_2317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056127983456013314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5nMjOzAI/AAAAAAAAABs/gH2ebY31-eU/s200/IMG_2317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5ncjOzBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SRX6g5Q8wVU/s1600-h/IMG_2319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056127987750980626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5ncjOzBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SRX6g5Q8wVU/s200/IMG_2319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5nsjOzCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ck8-T9ma5eY/s1600-h/IMG_2346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056127992045947938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5nsjOzCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ck8-T9ma5eY/s200/IMG_2346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5n8jOzDI/AAAAAAAAACE/CCQRMUjKuEQ/s1600-h/IMG_2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056127996340915250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5n8jOzDI/AAAAAAAAACE/CCQRMUjKuEQ/s200/IMG_2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5oMjOzEI/AAAAAAAAACM/apf1021jK_k/s1600-h/DSC00471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056128000635882562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5oMjOzEI/AAAAAAAAACM/apf1021jK_k/s200/DSC00471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-3907029988239393998?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/3907029988239393998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=3907029988239393998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/3907029988239393998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/3907029988239393998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-my-sisters-you-girls-are-always.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/Rir5nMjOzAI/AAAAAAAAABs/gH2ebY31-eU/s72-c/IMG_2317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-4300798402906118496</id><published>2007-04-22T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T13:48:27.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jiaying needs to FOCUS and stop being LAZY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that band has stand down, i'm supposed to have loads of free time to concentrate on my studies so as to do well for o's. but apparently, im so distracted [by everything and anything-from the tv to simply little things that people do] and i keep reminiscing bout band or daydreaming bout what activities i can do in my 'free time' [apart from studying] and that's so wrong, just wrong wrong wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah, im going crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just so so so slack. c'mon jia, look at casann and darl. they're already pia-ing shouldn't you be motivated to work hard too? rah, &lt;strong&gt;SLACKER&lt;/strong&gt;. time to wake up and move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rah... i'm bound to flunk my o's at this rate. boohoo.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-4300798402906118496?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4300798402906118496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=4300798402906118496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/4300798402906118496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/4300798402906118496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/jiaying-needs-to-focus-and-stop-being.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-5520809578375517630</id><published>2007-04-20T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T16:10:56.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clay Aiken&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theres something bout the way you look tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Theres something bout the way that i can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;Theres something bout the way your lips invite,&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the way that i get nervous when your around.&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to be mine and if you need a reason why,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;It's in the way that you move me,&lt;br /&gt;and the way that you tease me,&lt;br /&gt;the way that I want you tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the way that you hold me,&lt;br /&gt;and the way that you know me,&lt;br /&gt;when I can't find the right words to say,&lt;br /&gt;You feel it in the way, you feel it in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres something bout how you stay on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;theres something bout the way&lt;br /&gt;that I whisper your name when I'm asleep Oh girl&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the look you get in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby its the way that makes me feel to see you smile.&lt;br /&gt;And the reasons they may change but what i'm feeling stays the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't put my fingers on just what it is that makes me love you, you baby.&lt;br /&gt;So don't ask me to describe,&lt;br /&gt;I get all choked up inside,&lt;br /&gt;just thinking bout the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;There's something bout the way you look tonight.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more to say then, I feel it in the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-5520809578375517630?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5520809578375517630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=5520809578375517630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5520809578375517630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5520809578375517630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/theres-something-bout-way-you-look.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-5846859068578295228</id><published>2007-04-19T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:16:51.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess the whole week's still been about amkssband, our gwh and the fact that we're actually going for presentation night! it's really ain't easy to recover from all that surprise so soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the midst of basking in all this glory that amkssband has attained, there's a compelling force of nostalgia that overwhelms me. it isn't just about the moment that we "hurrah-ed" when it was announced that we got gwh and how we hugged and cried and congratulated each other. i do want to re-live that moment as a confirmation of all the pleasant surprises that we've gotten over the past week, but what i really miss the most is the experience- the blood, sweat and tears that we shed as a band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the conflicts we had, the anger we wrathed in when our opinions didnt meet eye-to-eye and the moments where the world just seemed to be crashing onto us. the whole process that brought us together, the times we spent together as a band. it no longer matters what happened back then, the kind of hatred and unhappiness that was present amongst us, i'm just really really proud to be part of amkssband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my band mates are my family;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the band room is my second home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and amkssband is the place i know i belong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of not having band practices anymore makes me feel kinda empty inside. i thought i could let go of this easily but now that it's time for me to do so, it seems utterly difficult because i know for sure that in a corner of my heart, i'm already starting to miss the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band has taught me many lessons that i'll definitely be unable to learn anywhere else. a big thank you to everyone who have played a part in contributing to my band life in one way or another, regardless of the memories you've etched for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055161405361015714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RieKg8jOy6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/gru8FJ_3fq0/s200/zippy!002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, my darling sisters. thank you dearies for your presence, my band journey had alot more colour because of you. i love you babes! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-5846859068578295228?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5846859068578295228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=5846859068578295228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5846859068578295228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5846859068578295228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-guess-whole-weeks-still-been-about.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RieKg8jOy6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/gru8FJ_3fq0/s72-c/zippy!002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-1236200664688867327</id><published>2007-04-18T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:06:29.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes When We Touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dan Hill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You ask me if I love you and I choke on my reply&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd rather hurt you honestly than mislead you with a lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And who am I to judge you on what you say or do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm only just beginning to see the real you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the honesty's too much and I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna hold you till I die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;till we both break down and cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romance and all its strategy leaves me battling with my pride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But through the insecurity some tenderness survives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just another writer, still trapped within my truths&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A hesitant prize fighter still trapped within my youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the honesty's too much and I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna hold you till I die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;till we both break down and cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At times I'd like to break you and drive you to your knees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At times I'd like to break through and hold you endlessly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At times I understand you and I know how hard you've tried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've watch while love commands you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I've watched love pass you by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At times I think we're drifters, still searching for a friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A brother or a sister, but then the passion flares again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the honesty's too much and I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna hold you till I die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;till we both break down and cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to hold you till the fear in me subside&lt;/em&gt;s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-1236200664688867327?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/1236200664688867327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=1236200664688867327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1236200664688867327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1236200664688867327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/sometimes-when-we-touch-dan-hill-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-541446396710352280</id><published>2007-04-16T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:56:14.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beautiful Soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesse Mccartney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your the one i wanna chase&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your the one i want too hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wont let another minute go to waste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that you are something special&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To you I'd be, always faithful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to be what you always needed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I hope you'll see the heart in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna chase &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont let another minute go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You might need time to think it over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm just fine, moving forward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll ease your mind If you give me the chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will never make you cry, c`mon lets try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna chase &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont let another minute go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I crazy for wanting you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe do you think you could want me too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is nothing left to hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna chase &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont let another minute go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yes you. i just want you and your beautiful soul; nothing else matters when you're around. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-541446396710352280?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/541446396710352280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=541446396710352280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/541446396710352280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/541446396710352280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/beautiful-soul-jesse-mccartney-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-3307840477402216186</id><published>2007-04-16T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T18:24:13.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MONDAY'S BLUES; think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-3307840477402216186?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/3307840477402216186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=3307840477402216186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/3307840477402216186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/3307840477402216186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/mondays-blues-think-so.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-1344419379112716370</id><published>2007-04-15T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:44:34.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Do you think we're happier than before? "&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we are and we can only get happier. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-1344419379112716370?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/1344419379112716370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=1344419379112716370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1344419379112716370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/1344419379112716370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/do-you-think-were-happier-than-before.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-592372630308688780</id><published>2007-04-15T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:42:08.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because You Live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesse Mccartney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the end of the world in my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then your voice calls me back like a wake up call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been looking for the answer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I couldn't see that it was right there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now I know what I really know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's alright, I survived, I'm alive again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz of you, made it though every storm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is life, whats the use if your killed inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so glad I found an angel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who was there when all my hopes fell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna fly, looking in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live, I live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live there's a reason why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I carry on when I lose the fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to give what you've given me always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My world has everything I need to survive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live, I live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've posted the lyrics of this song before. but apparently, i just cant get over it and it keeps playing in my head. but yeah, &lt;em&gt;because you live my world has everything i need to survive&lt;/em&gt;. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-592372630308688780?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/592372630308688780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=592372630308688780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/592372630308688780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/592372630308688780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/because-you-live-jesse-mccartney.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-5720773898923746082</id><published>2007-04-15T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T12:13:02.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>岚&lt;br /&gt;TANK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还记得那夜 清晨最初一眼 眼前的世界 看起来快毁灭&lt;br /&gt;你在我身边 看着屋檐 像末日的雨天&lt;br /&gt;假如雨越大一些 是否靠近一点&lt;br /&gt;你没有察觉 心跳特别强烈&lt;br /&gt;太疯狂沉默 却熄了一整夜&lt;br /&gt;明明有感觉 可惜时间流出了我指间&lt;br /&gt;回头却看的见 满地回忆的碎片&lt;br /&gt;那爱一直到今天 才在我心中浮现&lt;br /&gt;爱情真出现那一瞬间 我们都没发现&lt;br /&gt;那雨是一直到今天 爱下在我心里面&lt;br /&gt;淋湿了双眼 湿过今天 才清晰的看见 你的脸&lt;br /&gt;后来那几年 当然也有雨天&lt;br /&gt;我开始学会 等雨后的晴天&lt;br /&gt;谁在我身边 度过长夜 任雨点在倾泄&lt;br /&gt;却再也找不回 当时心动感觉&lt;br /&gt;你是否偶尔 像我静静怀念&lt;br /&gt;那一样的爱 倾盆的那一年&lt;br /&gt;如果那场雨再度席卷 总熄在里面&lt;br /&gt;我一定抱住你 绝对不让你走远&lt;br /&gt;那爱一直到今天 才在我心中浮现&lt;br /&gt;爱情真出现那一瞬间 我们都没发现&lt;br /&gt;那雨是一直到今天 爱下在我心里面&lt;br /&gt;淋湿了双眼 湿过今天 才清晰的看见你的脸&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-5720773898923746082?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5720773898923746082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=5720773898923746082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5720773898923746082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/5720773898923746082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/tank.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-2382123651100863760</id><published>2007-04-14T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:16:54.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RiDVbWNz_UI/AAAAAAAAAA0/yIbuB7aTbp4/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053273447706393922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RiDVbWNz_UI/AAAAAAAAAA0/yIbuB7aTbp4/s200/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; crazy woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RiDVRmNz_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c3P4l79FMa0/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053273280202669298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RiDVRmNz_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c3P4l79FMa0/s200/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; casann and jiaying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RiDVRmNz_QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qtDfpqcnGR0/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053273280202669314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RiDVRmNz_QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qtDfpqcnGR0/s200/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jiajas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RiDVR2Nz_RI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tcROKgH6i1s/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053273284497636626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RiDVR2Nz_RI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tcROKgH6i1s/s200/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; darl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RiDVR2Nz_SI/AAAAAAAAAAk/L14H3dccatg/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053273284497636642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RiDVR2Nz_SI/AAAAAAAAAAk/L14H3dccatg/s200/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;crazy woman and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053273288792603954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RiDVSGNz_TI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1hWHwNkipMs/s200/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt; emo huto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah, went to support om today. was kinda disappointed with the results.. out of the 3teams we sent it, the two sec3 teams attained one silver and one bronze. but, on the other hand, our darling sec2s missed it. [it's okay jer, xing, vanessa, cherie, andy, kiat &amp; xuan.. you still have another chance next year! WE'RE ALWAYS BEHIND YOU! my lovely cockys and woodlice. no matter what, you are champions to me! (and to jas, i guess). YOU ROCK!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yes yes, casann was rather sot sot all day and huto was.. EMO lar. like, totally?! he kept so quiet throughout the whole day can? haha. oh well... cheer up! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm... i really don't have any idea what to blog about alr. more pics some other time i guess! love ya people. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT'S YET ANOTHER HAPPY HAPPY DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/34115553-2382123651100863760?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2382123651100863760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=2382123651100863760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/2382123651100863760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/2382123651100863760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/crazy-woman-casann-and-jiaying-jiajas.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/RiDVbWNz_UI/AAAAAAAAAA0/yIbuB7aTbp4/s72-c/057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-4420081823362947246</id><published>2007-04-12T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T19:40:49.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GOLD WTH HONOURS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm proud to be part of an honour band,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'M PROUD TO BE PART OF AMKSSBAND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we can do it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we must do it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we will do it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WE DID IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i love the band (:&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/34115553-4420081823362947246?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4420081823362947246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=4420081823362947246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/4420081823362947246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/4420081823362947246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/04/gold-wth-honours-im-proud-to-be-part-of_12.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116679855875880520</id><published>2006-12-22T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T22:42:38.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello! went for band xmas party today, it was quite alright bah. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amazing race was crazy! at the first station we had to do some dance thing and catwalk? rawr! andy's dancing was so seductive lar, he kept trying to 'harass' pupeng cos she was 'judging' us. it was extremely hilarious! and then.. my team came in last so we had to do the silly forfeit by having to write using our butts. HOW EMBARASSING! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the performance was rather different from the past few years, but i guess the atmosphere still lacks a little something.. i dunno what. i'm guessing it's 'life' though. but yupyup, thanks to nigel teo again, i teared. haha! all my section members too, silly juniors. we're one band ya? jiayou! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it kinda concluded there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, i'll be leaving tomorrow morning. &lt;em&gt;will miss you people loads! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, merry christmas dearies! LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i promise, i'll try to fulfil the wishes you have. but first of all, i gotta know what they are my dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116679855875880520?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116679855875880520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116679855875880520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116679855875880520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116679855875880520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-hello-went-for-band-xmas-party.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116659065142162544</id><published>2006-12-20T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T13:13:02.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUSY LITTLE PEOPLE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jack and the beansprout &lt;/strong&gt;[the musical/pantomime]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"we are busy little people leading busy little lives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tired little husbands, stressed out little wives. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone who is happy is someone who survives, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;busy little people, busy little lives!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be the person who survives! I WANNA BE HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY! lalala~ im gonna be the happy little jiaying i never was! (: muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love PAPAYABANANA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you dearie, you never fail to brighten up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;YOYO! people, remember to keep smiling no matter how stressed up you are alright? it's ok to sulk and frown now and then when you're upset, but remember not to let it take too long. always bounce back up on your feet and SMILE! smiling is less tiring than frowning! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMILE DARLINGS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116659065142162544?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116659065142162544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116659065142162544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116659065142162544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116659065142162544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/busy-little-people-jack-and-beansprout.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116642745820444251</id><published>2006-12-18T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T15:37:38.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.stupidlogy.5gigs.com%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FCorrinne_May_-_Angel_In_Disguise.swf&amp;amp;colors=body:#FBFBFB;border:#330000;button:#330000;player_text:#330000;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#FBFBFB" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANGEL IN DISGUISE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;corrinne may&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I woke up this morning feeling kind of blue&lt;br /&gt;and I stumbled out of bed&lt;br /&gt;and dragged my feet across the room&lt;br /&gt;Right outside my front door was a rose&lt;br /&gt;and a note that said 'Somebody Loves You'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But out on the street it starts to pour&lt;br /&gt;and before I get soaking wet,&lt;br /&gt;A total stranger runs to give me the jacket off his back&lt;br /&gt;I turn around to thank him&lt;br /&gt;But he waves me with a smile&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe my eyes&lt;br /&gt;He puts on a halo and starts to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to look at Paradise&lt;br /&gt;You could be next to an angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a good friend for lunch and we had a delicious meal&lt;br /&gt;But I forgot to bring my wallet&lt;br /&gt;I felt like an imbecile&lt;br /&gt;But she was sweet, she gave me a treat and&lt;br /&gt;Bought me a chicken sandwich&lt;br /&gt;To take home for tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But out on the street with nothing to eat&lt;br /&gt;A man and his shopping cart go&lt;br /&gt;Travelling to places,&lt;br /&gt;Collecting social graces&lt;br /&gt;I give him my sandwich&lt;br /&gt;and we chatter for a while&lt;br /&gt;I see a rainbow wash over his eyes&lt;br /&gt;He gives me his halo and&lt;br /&gt;I start to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to look for Paradise&lt;br /&gt;You could be next to an angel in disguise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't try to hide away from me&lt;br /&gt;I know you're by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to look for Paradise&lt;br /&gt;You could be next to an angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Everyday can be legendary&lt;br /&gt;Every minute, an endless surprise&lt;br /&gt;You could be the next angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kind of new. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wonderful song introduced by chuxian (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really meaningful and kinda eases me, so yea.. im introducing it to all of you! enjoy it people! and remember: take a look at the ordinary, don't needa look for paradise; YOU COULD BE NEXT TO AN ANGEL IN DISGUISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank those around who've done something nice for you, appreciate them the way you would towards an angel- all around are angels in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you, angels (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116642745820444251?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116642745820444251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116642745820444251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116642745820444251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116642745820444251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/angel-in-disguise-corrinne-may-i-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116611015248681566</id><published>2006-12-14T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:31:06.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah, haven't blogged for awhile. here's a story i found at chuxian's blog- one of his older posts, i found really meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart. Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The people stared -- how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yes," said the old man, "yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges -- giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make someone's day, share a part of your heart too. it makes you even more charming than you already are. toodles people! 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title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116575836529453622</id><published>2006-12-10T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:46:05.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Bryan Adams - Summer Of '69&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/dtBK51JPl_Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/dtBK51JPl_Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/34115553-116575836529453622?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116575836529453622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116575836529453622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116575836529453622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116575836529453622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/bryan-adams-summer-of-69.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116575821506435163</id><published>2006-12-10T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:43:35.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;because you live-jesse mccartney&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/wRZzEiEnSgo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/wRZzEiEnSgo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/34115553-116575821506435163?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116575793735586538</id><published>2006-12-10T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:38:57.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Outward Bound Japan 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/Q3PiN84bVoQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/Q3PiN84bVoQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;this so reminds me of the adventures we went through together. hope we get another chance to experience that of outward bound again! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116575793735586538?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116575793735586538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116575793735586538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116575793735586538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116575793735586538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/outward-bound-japan-2005-this-so.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116575714566607429</id><published>2006-12-10T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:25:45.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i came across this quote at a bookstore one day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"if you really love something, let it go. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it comes back, it's yours. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it doesn't, it never was."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it does make sense, doesn't it? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i havent been updating very often huh. yupyup, no mood bah? lol. i guess i'll get going too. TATA! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116575714566607429?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116575714566607429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116575714566607429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116575714566607429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116575714566607429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-came-across-this-quote-at-bookstore.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116538527264827670</id><published>2006-12-06T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T14:07:52.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im missing alot of things from my life- there's so much i wanna do right now but it's really kinda impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that blow last week, it made me think alot alot alot and has caused me to be rather emo. i figured, why do things when you're not being the least bit appreciated? hah, i've been dumb. seriously dumb. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you..&lt;br /&gt;i miss de,&lt;br /&gt;i miss my darling cousins,&lt;br /&gt;i miss kurt,&lt;br /&gt;i miss travelling,&lt;br /&gt;i miss the ice skating rink,&lt;br /&gt;i miss the sea,&lt;br /&gt;i miss cycling,&lt;br /&gt;i miss pulau ubin,&lt;br /&gt;i miss obs,&lt;br /&gt;i miss the carefree days as a child.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the moments i felt loved and appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the warmth of others around.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, the little things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de, the household feels exceptionally quiet with you missing. hope this week ends soon, i honestly appreciate your presence (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll move on from here and breakaway from all these shit. from now on, i'll do my part and no more. even if we sink, i could care less. that's my life from now on. be thankful thats all im doing, im controlling. i have controlled, can control and am controlling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i can't bear to let go, i still care and worry for you darlings but thats all i can do. i've already hit my limit, i'm sorry. i've done my best to stand strong, this is all that i can withstand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't push me any further, i'll breakdown.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116538527264827670?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116538527264827670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116538527264827670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116538527264827670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116538527264827670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-missing-alot-of-things-from-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116524101464624462</id><published>2006-12-04T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:10:57.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#FBFBFB"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fmembres.lycos.fr%2Fysa1%2Frenamed_%2520-%252001.mp3.rbs&amp;colors=body:#FBFBFB;border:#330000;button:#330000;player_text:#330000;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恶作剧&lt;br /&gt;王蓝茵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我找不到很好的原因&lt;br /&gt;去阻挡这一切的亲密&lt;br /&gt;这感觉太奇异&lt;br /&gt;我抱歉不能说明&lt;br /&gt;我相信这爱情的定义&lt;br /&gt;奇迹会发生也不一定&lt;br /&gt;风温柔的侵袭也许飘来好消息&lt;br /&gt;一切新鲜 有点冒险&lt;br /&gt;请告诉我怎么走到终点&lt;br /&gt;没有人了解&lt;br /&gt;没有人像我和陌生人的爱恋&lt;br /&gt;我想我会开始想念你&lt;br /&gt;可是我刚刚才遇见了你&lt;br /&gt;我怀疑这奇遇只是个恶作剧&lt;br /&gt;我想我已慢慢喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;因为我拥有爱情的勇气&lt;br /&gt;我任性投入你给的恶作剧&lt;br /&gt;你给的恶作剧&lt;br /&gt;我找不到很好的原因&lt;br /&gt;去阻挡这一切的亲密&lt;br /&gt;这感觉太奇异&lt;br /&gt;我抱歉不能说明&lt;br /&gt;我相信这爱情的定义&lt;br /&gt;奇迹会发生也不一定&lt;br /&gt;风温柔的侵袭&lt;br /&gt;也许飘来好消息&lt;br /&gt;我才发现 你好耀眼&lt;br /&gt;请让我再瞧瞧你的双眼&lt;br /&gt;没有人了解&lt;br /&gt;没有人像我和陌生人的爱恋&lt;br /&gt;我想我会开始想念你&lt;br /&gt;可是我刚刚才遇见了你&lt;br /&gt;我怀疑这奇遇只是个恶作剧&lt;br /&gt;我想我已慢慢喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;因为我拥有爱情的勇气&lt;br /&gt;我任性投入你给的恶作剧&lt;br /&gt;你给的恶作剧&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116524101464624462?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116524101464624462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116524101464624462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116524101464624462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116524101464624462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116515950969748124</id><published>2006-12-03T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:25:09.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha. haha. hahaha. hahahaha. hahahahahahahahahahahahaha. WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for cheering me up yesterday, jas. but i kinda think i need you to be my thermostat again, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels as if the past 6months of my life has been used doing crap and im really tired. i don't wanna do anything anymore! i hope this week quickly passes and that'll mark the end of my journey for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a great blow this time round, it'll take time to heal my wound and i doubt it'll be soon. i doubt any of you reading this would understand how i feel. but haha, who ever gives a damn anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116515950969748124?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116515950969748124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116515950969748124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116515950969748124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116515950969748124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/ha.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116507365869996757</id><published>2006-12-02T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T23:36:49.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do i always do stupid things?&lt;br /&gt;why do i always make mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;why do i always wait till i get hurt before i learn where i went wrong?&lt;br /&gt;why do i always refuse to listen to what others have to tell me?&lt;br /&gt;why do i always do dumb things to hurt myself?&lt;br /&gt;why do i always commit so much?&lt;br /&gt;why do i always end up the fool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!&lt;br /&gt;darn it, i honestly don't know what's wrong with me. WHY AM I SUCH A FOOL?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116507365869996757?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116507365869996757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116507365869996757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116507365869996757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116507365869996757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-do-i-always-do-stupid-things-why.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116506668221615935</id><published>2006-12-02T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T21:38:02.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for doing all these shit.&lt;br /&gt;if all that was meant to happen was to affect my mood, it has succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time in all my years, im feeling so un-enthusiastic.&lt;br /&gt;it honestly means alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116506668221615935?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116506668221615935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116506668221615935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116506668221615935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116506668221615935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-feel-like-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116505116833587523</id><published>2006-12-02T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T18:09:30.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3912/3755/1600/203090/er%20zuo%20ju%20zhi%20wen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3912/3755/200/78045/er%20zuo%20ju%20zhi%20wen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha, im stuck on this. but the vcds are with tessa! rawr, tess are you done yet? quickly quickly finish up please... hahas. &lt;p&gt;yeah, yuan xiang qin is pretty dumb but totally adorable and jiang zhi shu is really quite shuai [even with curly hair that makes most males look GAY] =X lalalala~ i bet gen and tess would so agree. HAHAHAH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh well, it's all these shows that make you wonder alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&lt;/strong&gt; why do the silly impulsive girls always get the guy when the pretty, smart and totally elegant darlings never do [and puh-lease, these are the kinda girls with the qualities that the guys always say they look for] ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A1:&lt;/strong&gt; the targetted audience are these silly impulsive girls like you and i. so the film-makers have no choice but to end their stories like that for the shows to appeal to us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A2:&lt;/strong&gt; it's these sily girls who bring the smile upon the faces of the 'cool-guy' as well as you and i. the other girl is far too perfect and being with her is sooo stressful, it's kinda hard to actually smile when being with her.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm.. anymore reasons? haha. contribute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yea, our &lt;strong&gt;conclusion&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;em&gt;be the crazy silly impulsive girl. be yourself and the guy is yours! &lt;/em&gt;haha. that doesnt exactly makes sense, but oh well.. just be yourself, be happy! it's alright to aim to be the perfect girl but what matters is that you are who you are. somewhere out there, some guy will fall for you because you are you (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is what kept us awake, all night and only sleeping at 8am. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"it started with a kiss"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;technically it didnt. but who cares! watch it, you wont regret (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughter's the best medicine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116505116833587523?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116505116833587523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116505116833587523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116505116833587523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116505116833587523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/haha-im-stuck-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116498330524343647</id><published>2006-12-01T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:36:18.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/ft_dead.php?im"&gt;&lt;img alt="I am going to die at 82. When are you? Click here to find out!" src="http://www.nerdtests.com/images/ft/dead.php?val=1669" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this at ruishan's blog..&lt;br /&gt;p/s: carin, i'll be lonelier than you lah! i have to live a couple of years more. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116498330524343647?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116498330524343647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116498330524343647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116498330524343647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116498330524343647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/found-this-at-ruishans-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116498245921318722</id><published>2006-12-01T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:37:04.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i feel that my presence is unnecessary and all that i've done is of no worth. this feeling is honestly suffocating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank goodness i've a nice friend who chases my sadness and worries away. thanks dearie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116498245921318722?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116498245921318722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116498245921318722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116498245921318722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116498245921318722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/12/sometimes-i-feel-that-my-presence-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116478408866574627</id><published>2006-11-29T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T15:08:08.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;new additions!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people going now: jason jiaying daphne shaf szehow joevan kevin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116478408866574627?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116478408866574627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116478408866574627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116478408866574627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116478408866574627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-additions-people-going-now-jason.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116472521855742591</id><published>2006-11-28T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T15:09:03.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;KURT GATHERING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;date: &lt;em&gt;17 december 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;time: &lt;em&gt;morning-noon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;venue: &lt;em&gt;undecided &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[anyone with suggestions for venue?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;status at current,&lt;br /&gt;going: &lt;em&gt;jiaying, jason, daphne, shaf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pending: &lt;em&gt;tommy, maurice, chiou torng, szehow, weiting, kim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not going: &lt;em&gt;gordon, sandy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIA: &lt;em&gt;kevin, elliotz, xiaomei, joevan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[people, please try to come leh! i miss you peepx so much.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116472521855742591?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116472521855742591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116472521855742591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116472521855742591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116472521855742591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/kurt-gathering-date-17-december-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116472474833393436</id><published>2006-11-28T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:39:08.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with gen and tess today, i had lots and lots of fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;yupyup, i love my cousins! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116472474833393436?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116472474833393436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116472474833393436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116472474833393436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116472474833393436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-out-with-gen-and-tess-today-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116462058871999109</id><published>2006-11-27T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T17:43:08.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday sharlyn darling and james!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116462058871999109?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116462058871999109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116462058871999109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116462058871999109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116462058871999109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-sharlyn-darling-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116445271668516110</id><published>2006-11-25T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T19:05:16.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#E9F3FA;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Blood Type is Type B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D6E8F6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/b.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You follow your own rules in life, even if you change the rules every day.Sure, you tend to be off the wall and unpredictable, but that's what makes you lovable.And even though you're a wild child, you have the tools to be a great success.You are able to concentrate intently - and make the impossible possible.&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with: B and AB&lt;br /&gt;Famous Type B's: Leonardo Di Caprio and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Inner Blood Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116445271668516110?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116445271668516110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116445271668516110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116445271668516110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116445271668516110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/your-inner-blood-type-is-type-byou.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116445255863634143</id><published>2006-11-25T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T19:03:43.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO! im back to blog, wow! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had council camp- mon tues wed, it was fairly alright i suppose? yupyup. and then i fell ill. technically i fell ill on tuesday and was like half dead when everyone else was laughing away whilst watching the movie? yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i gave miss to band camp which was like wed thurs fri and today. i only turned up yesterday for like 7hrs? after that i couldnt tahan so came home and went for open house today. but now, i seriously am breathless. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rah. yes yes, i was sitting at mac just now waiting for mom because i came home on my own, only to realise i forgot my keys. what a clever darling i am! zzz. and yes, that's not the point. i was people watching and then i saw this mommy teaching her daughter to do.. homework, i think? that so brought back memories of mommy and myself before de came along. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. hmm, i just realised i didnt complete my post on my adventures at obs, it's still in my drafts lah. lol. perhaps i'll do a new post later (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116445255863634143?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116445255863634143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116445255863634143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116445255863634143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116445255863634143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/yoyoyo-im-back-to-blog-wow-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116392962755516814</id><published>2006-11-19T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T17:48:44.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;to serve to strive and not to yield.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the quote we've been abiding for the five days of our lives in obs and the one we'll cling on to always, the one that holds all our memories together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131106-171106: the days of my life spent with &lt;b&gt;kurt&lt;/b&gt;, memorable, coincidental, a memory un-erasable. i love you people! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandy and daphne, if you girls ever come by here, thank you for everything during those 5days and the night we spent in the basha at our first camp site talking about the moments in our lives, so unforgettable. thanks for the encouragement in asking me to seek back that element in my life. thanks babes, i've found it. rock on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116392962755516814?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116392962755516814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116392962755516814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116392962755516814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116392962755516814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-serve-to-strive-and-not-to-yield.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116392927861886247</id><published>2006-11-19T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T17:41:18.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh ya, i forgot to include in my november 17 post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAPHNE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116392927861886247?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116392927861886247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116392927861886247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116392927861886247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116392927861886247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-ya-i-forgot-to-include-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116392871415540953</id><published>2006-11-19T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T17:36:13.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;getting together is a beginning; staying together is progress.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-people who went for obs, remember this. the quote in the canteen, on the wall above your heads when you stand as a watch ready to get your portion of food. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it no longer matters if we can't return to our past. it matters that i like the ways things are now and i hope we'll stay like that, always. this is the us i've been seeking for. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116392871415540953?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116392871415540953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116392871415540953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116392871415540953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116392871415540953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/getting-together-is-beginning-staying.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116376516955278825</id><published>2006-11-17T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T20:06:09.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from obs and im really kinda high but argh.. exhausted too. update you people tomorrow! LOVES!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure you people missed me eh? heh. so bhb. but oh well, darlings.. i needa confess, OBS rocks! and you need a watch like &lt;b&gt;KURT&lt;/b&gt; for the whole course to really really go well. I ENJOYED MYSELF! tiring, torturing it may have been but it was really really really FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you KURT! thanks for the past five days, YOU ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;jason&lt;br /&gt;kimberlyn&lt;br /&gt;tommy&lt;br /&gt;maurice&lt;br /&gt;daphne&lt;br /&gt;sandy&lt;br /&gt;elliot&lt;br /&gt;shaf&lt;br /&gt;joevan&lt;br /&gt;gordon&lt;br /&gt;weiting&lt;br /&gt;kavin&lt;br /&gt;chao dong [sp?]&lt;br /&gt;si hao&lt;br /&gt;xiao mei&lt;br /&gt;BELINDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.. nights people. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116376516955278825?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116376516955278825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116376516955278825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116376516955278825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116376516955278825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-from-obs-and-im-really-kinda-high.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116334648812301916</id><published>2006-11-12T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:48:08.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>off to bed and then obs. MUST MISS ME KAYS! love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116334648812301916?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116334648812301916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116334648812301916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116334648812301916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116334648812301916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/off-to-bed-and-then-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116330401520531704</id><published>2006-11-12T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:00:15.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yes, met up with some darlings yesterday and we had a whole lot of fun! to think we still are able to click even though we seldom meet up or for some, haven't met up in a long long while.- han, ann, lynn and astrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, happy birthday astrid! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, we were high yesterday. imitating goong [rather it was more of caijing and shin], imitating charlie's angels and what else? i can't remember.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lol.. obs t-o-m-o-r-r-o-w. oh no oh no. haha.. now cyb played me out. GOOD LAH YOU! grrr.. hmm, i got nothing to blog about le leh. haha. right, will post the pics we took last night once i get them from astrid (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles for now! love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116330401520531704?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116330401520531704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116330401520531704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116330401520531704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116330401520531704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-yes-met-up-with-some-darlings.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116317529441115626</id><published>2006-11-11T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T00:14:54.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wow wow wow, i survived conquer o's! muaha, muahaha, muahahaha.. lol, crazy already. anyway, i found my new love for math. haha, do you think i've gone bonkers? i think i have leh. lol. i also have no idea why... maybe because i have been able to do matrices and binomial bah? that's good good good! happy happy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.. then for the physical challenge on monday- obs! do you think i'll scome back in one piece? haha, won't be blogging for the next week so let's hope i do survive and come back to keep this blog alive ya? hehe. i'll try to get pictures of obs for you people to watch my torture ya? hahaha. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY! lotsa love! [and jiade's &lt;em&gt;thousaned&lt;/em&gt; kisses. haha, his great spelling mistake!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, went out to celebrate dad's birthday and here i am blogging. missed band today, because i was stuck at mep until like 5.15? yea. everyone looked at us weirdly cos we walked in set up instrument and left. looks dumb, i know. especially when we were carrying our schoolbags walking out of the digi lab which makes totally no sense to carry band instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, i think the ghost opera's scary. BUT I LOVE THE EFFECTS! it so rocks. try watching it some time. see whether i can find it on youtube, if i can.. i'll post it for you darlings! LOVE! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116317529441115626?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116317529441115626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116317529441115626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116317529441115626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116317529441115626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-wow-wow-wow-i-survived-conquer-os.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116308064599844958</id><published>2006-11-09T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:57:26.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched the auditions of jue dui superstar just now, man it's hilarious lah. hahaha. some people seriously made a fool of themselves and puh-leaseee... THAT'S NATIONAL TELEVISION! what on earth did they think they were doing? oh gosh.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lol, i really have nothing much to blog about or rather i kinda feel lazy to blog and even when i blog, i feel exceptionally tired and don't really wanna talk. so, yeah.. leave the posts that i've created for another day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quote i read on my notebook today: "love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ponder over it, people. hope it kinda makes sense to those who feel lost in some way or another (: cheerios darlings! stay strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116308064599844958?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116308064599844958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116308064599844958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116308064599844958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116308064599844958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/watched-auditions-of-jue-dui-superstar.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116299194005016199</id><published>2006-11-08T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T21:19:00.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hrms.. another TWO days. i'll bear with it and then it'll be the end end end of conquer o's! muahaha. lalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly don't really like the conquer o's. the only lesson i realise i learn stuff is actually math. can you believe it? i'm saying it, MATH. in the past week or rather one and a half, we've learnt like.. kinematics, matrices and binomial theorem. that's kinda cool already i guess? compared to our usual tortoise speed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like what dawn and i discussed last week, there's really nothing much we can do within an hour of lessons especially when everyone doesn't have the heart because we're more concerned of what we're gonna do after that. well, it's the holidays alright..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, oh well.. can you believe it? 2weeks of conquer o's, 1 week of obs, 1week of camps. with all that calculated. it's like a month gone already? and all i manage is school, school, school. woah, that's freaking nice.  zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the life of a typical singaporean teen. pity me, fellow darlings in the same boat. i think im sinking faster than anyone else. meet you at the bottom of the ocean mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116299194005016199?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116299194005016199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116299194005016199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116299194005016199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116299194005016199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/hrms_08.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116299116463784793</id><published>2006-11-08T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T21:06:04.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BIRTHDAY WISHES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday xiangyun! [president of sotong club]&lt;br /&gt;i swear, she's honestly BLUR. haha, today some of the 2/4 peepx celebrated her bday for her in the canteen with a lana cake and please lah, we made so many boo-boos and she totally didnt realise anything amiss. that's how sotong she is. haha. but nevertheless, darling ah.. stay happy always ya? you rock sweetie! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, happy birthday cheryl! [SL: sexy low/ section leader]&lt;br /&gt;keep your mind free from all stress, just think of james lah! (: lol, stay strong SL! you can do it de! we'll work hand in hand to build a better section kays? WE CAN DO IT! have faith orh! love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116299116463784793?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116299116463784793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116299116463784793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116299116463784793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116299116463784793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-wishes.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116290011100877806</id><published>2006-11-07T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T19:48:31.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yups, happy birthday tommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116290011100877806?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116290011100877806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116290011100877806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116290011100877806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116290011100877806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-yups-happy-birthday-tommy.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116289628598044789</id><published>2006-11-07T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:44:45.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hrms.. right, had literature yesterday during conquer o and i think lesson was kinda.. boring yet interesting. hmm... like, ms karim was teaching us about the unseen and then she digressed starting off our chain of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she took for example, the word 'slut'. i think many teens these days use their language with a wide vocabulary not knowing what those words mean thus she did this mini 'experiment' bah? so yea, she wrote "slut" on the board and then asked us for input. so... we went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slut = cheap = bitch = catty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she made us check the dictionary for ALL the meanings okay. or rather she made mikhail check lah. but it then struck me that we really use the words thinking that it means this and that but we often don't realise that our meanings are actually wrong and continue using the words wrongly. imagine one day you go to britain and people start laughing at you for your wrong usage of words, how embarassing would that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, be good kay? improve your language. next time you hear someone say something or use a word you don't know, ask the person what it means but don't buy it wholesale! go home check the dictionary and then put the word to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada! another addition to your vocabulary list right? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116289628598044789?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116289628598044789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116289628598044789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116289628598044789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116289628598044789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/hrms.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116281893489204227</id><published>2006-11-06T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T21:15:34.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had band today after conquer o. right now, i'm kinda shag and have alot of things to do so yep, update some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you peepx!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34115553-116281893489204227?l=deceitinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/116281893489204227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34115553&amp;postID=116281893489204227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116281893489204227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34115553/posts/default/116281893489204227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deceitinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/had-band-today-after-conquer-o.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10114196085503641001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l45dLQyE94/SOLj9KTxkhI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZnAZ5rIbNo/S220/IMG_2523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115553.post-116264137650019162</id><published>2006-11-04T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T20:16:24.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okays, im down with a sore eye so im now blogging at home when im supposed to be at some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;project love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; down at the open field next to the junction of amk ave 1 &amp; 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i hereby dedicate this post to my fellow section members. [i wonder whether they do come here at all. lol.] yes, my darlings: &lt;em&gt;cheryl, carline, elena, jessica, last but not least, jaron. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheryl: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit that a long time ago, until some time back, i honestly hated you. haha, i'm sure you hated me too. lol. i hated the way you always tried to prove yourself to be better than me and the way you always gave me the "so, you think you're so great eh?" kinda look. and how we always silently fought to prove ourselves to be better than the other even though we never said it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but right now, i truthfully admire your change in personality, being a stronger person of greater courage than before and i wanna say that you've been doing great as an SL and i promise that every word of this is true. you've really done alot and we all can see. especially the sec1s, i'm sure they can feel all that you've been doing as a trainer to train them well and that they appreciate you deep down from the bottom of their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it, without you; they wouldn't be at the kinda standard they are at now. they would still be the little kids we saw 10months ago; only knowing how to phwee~ let the air go in and that's that. now they can hold the notes; read the notes; tongue properly; know how to listen for vibrations and whether they are in tune or not. right? they may not be the best that mr tan expects of them, but they are putting in alot of effort. aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get too affect by mr tan, okay? the way he degrades all of us is really not the way things are working out. it is indeed useful to listen to his advice, but what's happening now is that all of us have been hurt badly by his wrong choice of tactics and words. now, it seems like we have been hit from the back of our heads by him, and it's just not working the way he thinks it should. you know? perhaps back then in st pat's he went through alot of this kinda treatment like kenneth told me; he said that all these time, even up till now, in st pat's things still work out this way and because of the environment they grew up in, all the st pat's band members work by sacarsm and pushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl, it doesn't matter if we fail in handling the section once in a while. although the section is facing alot of problems now, we'll rectify them one by one and build a stronger section alright? i know right now everything just seems so so so WRONG but it doesn't matter darling! it really doesn't. this is the best time to build our bond, right? JIAYOU JIAYOU JIAYOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;carline:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through out the 3years that i've known you, you've always been the quiet little girl always equipped with nice comments for others and you've always been a great listening ear even though i know sometimes i talk nonsense all day longbut you simply continue listening to my crap. i honestly appreciate that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout these past years, i've really seen you put in alot alot alot of hardwork into everything you do, regardless of whether it is your studies or clarinet playing and even being a great QM. it's really commendable on your effort but i know, many a times things don't always go your way and even though you don't say it, i can tell that you actually feel upset. the way you keep silent to yourself, listening to others' problems despite having those of your own, not complaining and all, it's really remarkable. but promise me, from this day on you must tell the section your problems, alright? that's what we're all here for, isn't it? we're a little family, always. nevertheless, carline keep staying strong. you can do it! like all your nike stuff, JUST DO IT! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elena:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, honestly all these while i know you've been really quite unhappy with me and many problems encountered in band that has kinda caused you to hate it already. but all i can offer to you is that, no matter what happens you must remember that behind you, you always have the section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towards every individual member of this section, there is always another 16 members behind you, rooting for you every single day of your lives until you choose to leave. and even then, bear in mind that we are a family kays? if one day you choose to leave, we'll let you leave gracefully. but if you ever do wanna come back, we'll welcome you with a great big teddy bear hug at the door. okays? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jessica:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were transfered to our section some time back, and even though you never mentioned it, we all know that you miss the times you had with the flutes back then, aye? i know it's been tough on you to join us as a new section member and that you've to learn a totally different instrument from the flute in terms of concepts and all the notes. but i speak from the bottom of my heart that you've been doing great (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without you, our band would lack a fantastic bass clarinetist that we have right now. thank you for joining our section, jessica. we appreciate your presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jaron:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i honestly don't have much to comment on you, just that thanks for being around. even though you have a weird way of showing that you care for the section, we know that you still do. thanks for everything that you've done towards this section and i hope you'll continue ya? don't give up on something that you've worked so hard for at the most crucial moment. it's not worth it. alright? jiayou! 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