<?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-7873205234950576626</id><updated>2011-11-29T07:54:40.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Heart</title><subtitle type='html'>Time Place Event of RyanFMC :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-8803158886668735823</id><published>2010-10-19T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:25:16.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It hurts when u get bitten on ur back, it hurts more when the ones u care bites u, and it hurts most when it is not one...but two.....on the same spot...everything i do seem to be wrong, when i was told to do the things asked, i was wrong for not doing the thing not asked, and got scolded badly. when i got comfort, i return it with care, and that care become something unpleasent. i am wrong again. so what is the point am i doing those stuff? i dont even know... I am really tired. it really hurts....but the ones i care most didnt notice it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-8803158886668735823?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8803158886668735823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=8803158886668735823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8803158886668735823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8803158886668735823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-hurts-when-u-get-bitten-on-ur-back.html' title=''/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-95603418279877849</id><published>2010-07-21T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:39:30.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past present future</title><content type='html'>Among future present and past...which do you think is more important? some might say future some might say past...some even say all of them...well...to me...all of them are important, past is what makes your present, and what you do in present affect your future... but if you continue to tell yourself... that a negative future is coming soon, the it will....&lt;div&gt;when a people is over concern about their future, they lose sight of what is in front and what is behind, some even lose control of themselves. yet, they don't remember that what leads to that future is the past and what they doing now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for example, if you eat a lot of fatty foots, and you think you are going to die of heart attack soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if you continue to think you are going to die, you will. instead, try thinking why you think you will die, or why you will get heart diesese the first place, and think what you have to do, and you can change the future. some people say  it is too late, nothing can be done, well...nothing is too late, even if you cant change the fact that you are dying you still can change the " you are dying soon" into "you are dying later".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope the person intented to read this..read this XD don't  forever worry about the future...because the future is controlled by your present and your past, and last word for you is...try to improve yourselve, to avoid the negative future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-95603418279877849?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/95603418279877849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=95603418279877849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/95603418279877849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/95603418279877849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/past-present-future.html' title='Past present future'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-405989106480846620</id><published>2010-07-10T15:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:57:29.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>他和她</title><content type='html'>爱一个人，是为了拥有他吗?&lt;div&gt;对我来讲爱是两个人的事，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;别人怎么说都无所谓，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;只要她开心，我什么都可以。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;朋友，跟情人不一样，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有共同点才会变成朋友，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;认识久了有可能会变好朋友，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有可能的话，也许会变情人呢。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我有个朋友，他人格很好，很多人都喜欢他，想和他做朋友。而他的朋友当中有位女孩，认识不久就变情人了，可是见在不懂分了多少次，终于真真的分了。对，不用问，一定是那男的错。还错得很够力tim 。(我华语不好, &gt;.&lt; 不要笑我 :P)。那男的，虽然错，还很对不起她，但是当在一起时他根本没对不起她，也没想过要伤害她。最后，他已不爱她了，应为这样他才会跟她分手。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;分手后，那男的希望能和她做回朋友。那女的就希望能和他从头在来过。不久后，那男的喜欢上另一位女孩(女生b)，他就想要追她，当那男的前女友(女生a)知道了，就搞了很多事，来prevent那男的追女生b。最后搞到了女生b ，那男的就觉的不能在追那女生b了。那天起那男的就很讨厌女生 a ，不想再和她做朋友，可是有可能那男的做错过，所以还有和女生a 联络，只是态度变了。然后，那男的从网上认识了一位女生(女生 c)，不久，就变了好朋友。然后呢，女生a也开始和女生c联络说了很多不应该说的事，也 打扰到那女生 c。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;之后，所发生的事，我不说了。最后我希望女生a，好好的生活，不要弄伤自己了，也不要伤害别人了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-405989106480846620?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/405989106480846620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=405989106480846620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/405989106480846620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/405989106480846620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='他和她'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-4278957626629678286</id><published>2010-06-26T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:16:28.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A flower and a field of grass</title><content type='html'>on a peaceful plains, there is grass&lt;div&gt;among the grass there is a flower,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the common grass is surrounded by its companions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the rare flower is surrounded by the grasses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;standing tall the flower protected by many grass,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wind blows the flower and the grasses protect it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but a particular grass protect the flower by entangle its roots with the flower roots,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and cover the flower's body with its own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wind continues to blow, and time continues to pass..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the particular grass's grasp started to weakened.. its body start to break,and the roots start to dry up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it continue to hold tight on the flower as it scare it will lose it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as it looks down the grass sees many strong grasses down there waiting a chance to protect the flower...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the particular grass looks up to the sky that haven't showered it for days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;continue to cover the flower the grass did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think again it didn't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just continued to hold on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till the day when the flower doesn't need its again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-4278957626629678286?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-3320677822061530968</id><published>2010-06-15T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:56:47.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Heart(really last le this time :P)</title><content type='html'>fuu...tired si me...whole day tired si me...8.30-5.50 den go pasar malam eat pan mee etc...fuuhh so full+tired...i read your blog... i really feel happy...and i knew my feeling was right....previously when i with my ex...i went vacation without her...i will feel miss her and unhappy...but...few days ago when i was at sg...i not only miss you and wished you were here, i also felt you miss me and wished i was there with you too...the feeling is very complicated, lonely but happy, sad but "exciting"(duno how to express that feeling). baby you always compared yourself to my ex...i will tell you and everyone here....GLADY QUEK JIEN YUEN IS 100 TIMES BETTER THEN MY EX!!!! SHE IS THE BEST!!!!(well for me la..for otr guys i duno bout them =.=)&lt;div&gt;&lt;div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby...u ask me...will i scare you leave me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually i will...every time u say T or u say K or J(hate most btw) i also feel very uneasy...but...i duno wad i can do....complain and i sked you angry me, scold you? where she de scold oh...say to you? you dun believe also&gt;.&lt;...so...i decided write here lo...i really hurt...when u say their names or hang out with them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally....ofcourse i wan to say baby i love you~~my only last heart is for you and you only&lt;/div&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/7873205234950576626-3320677822061530968?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-4447590065504594545</id><published>2010-06-15T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:44:38.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to kl</title><content type='html'>Long time bo post edi...now post agn hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went somewhere far far away few days ago and came back ytd....everything i did there i miss you but cant sms you...but i am sure that is the same for you too :) because i can feel you are missing me too &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;at there the hotel wasn't finish and i think of when it finish can i come with you?&lt;br /&gt;when i was eating crab and meehon i think of do you need me peel it for you?&lt;br /&gt;when at the toy fair i saw the "toy" you like...and i think should i buy for you...&lt;br /&gt;when looking at houses i think will you like this house or that house?&lt;br /&gt;and when i sleep...i hope...that when i wake up the first person i see is you...&lt;br /&gt;baby i know u are reading this...and i know u are laughing :)&lt;br /&gt;dont laugh 1st read this carefully&lt;br /&gt;BABY QUEK JIEN YUEN I LOVE YOU~~~~~AND I AM BACK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-4447590065504594545?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4447590065504594545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=4447590065504594545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4447590065504594545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4447590065504594545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-to-kl.html' title='Back to kl'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-9086673489909528257</id><published>2009-10-19T06:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:55:49.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy</title><content type='html'>mid term attacks again, everyone is working hard to get a decent result, beside me :p&lt;div&gt;here blogging, slacking, lazying, doing nothing....lool tomorrow is the 1st exam Intro to Business. wish everyone good luck in the exam :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol now i even lazy to type anymore stuff...=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good luck in mid terms! bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7873205234950576626-9086673489909528257?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9086673489909528257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=9086673489909528257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/9086673489909528257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/9086673489909528257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/lazy.html' title='lazy'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-6443697581458670109</id><published>2009-10-08T09:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:18:05.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind</title><content type='html'>leaves flying slowly and gently&lt;br /&gt;the sing of wind is here&lt;br /&gt;blowing through the trees up high&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of you silky straight hair&lt;br /&gt;the wind brought us here together&lt;br /&gt;is the wind that i call fate&lt;br /&gt;the wind that brought me to this paradise&lt;br /&gt;the wind that made me fall for you&lt;br /&gt;the wind that made all this happen&lt;br /&gt;can also make it all away&lt;br /&gt;now its time for myself&lt;br /&gt;to make my own wind...and bring us further&lt;br /&gt;and further....till the day...my wind stood still&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-6443697581458670109?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6443697581458670109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=6443697581458670109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6443697581458670109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6443697581458670109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/wind.html' title='Wind'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-6954585038855713673</id><published>2009-10-04T07:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T07:18:34.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Mooncake festival</title><content type='html'>every year i will spend my mooncake festival at my grandparent's house....this year...suppose to be more special coz its a saturday and supposely many of my relative is there...but they didnt come in the end...and left with few of my relatives...but..although many of them didnt come....the one i wish to be with most...came with me...she ate dinner with me and my family....the 1st time she eats traditional chinese meal with me...is same day she meet my family...then we helped in preparing the barbecue...and we played candles and lantern for awhile...then we went to my parent's friend's house...lol the kids laugh at us when we reached there....they played us...u know? played us! not play with us! hahahaha...anyways some of them still cute as usual...it is the best mooncake festival i had...i hope that she also thinks the same way as me XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-6954585038855713673?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-8599574083528902884</id><published>2009-09-30T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:28:24.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ls7 blogging....-Boring-</title><content type='html'>Today is Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;gonna have quizes tmr...&lt;br /&gt;wish every of my frens good luck here, especially my baby.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho...actually i am in the ls7 now...soooooooooooo boring.&lt;br /&gt;just now ate mc chicken at Mcd...zzzz....it just tasted like a..hmm....chicken.&lt;br /&gt;haiz...so bored here..my baby beside me...lol....haiz...tonight need to study again...&lt;br /&gt;i love my baby very muchie :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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blogging....-Boring-'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-4730601580171051466</id><published>2009-09-18T05:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T06:37:24.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asssigments</title><content type='html'>raining season is here again...&lt;div&gt;ah...here we are the week 3 of sem 2 is about to end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon we are having our quiz 1 again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;assigments is coming at us like a machine gun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;business is punching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;psy is kicking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;english is attacking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and cts is killing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol...today will go study group with adam and yew ken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;starting to feel tired and dont wanna go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel like resting for today then drive to sunway tommorow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so how? ofcoz still go to the study group la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finish eng and psy assigments 1st den ask directions to sunway from adam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hohoho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7873205234950576626-4730601580171051466?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4730601580171051466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1302343654317811558</id><published>2009-09-13T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T18:09:39.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>budget problems</title><content type='html'>hohoho..1st month of sem2....&lt;div&gt;1st time study business and nw almost bankrupt!! wooot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rm20 left for this month!!!! nw oni 11th sept...not even half...so how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bread everday la hw.....if can try to get some money from the change that my parent ask me to buy stuff with hohoho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-1302343654317811558?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1302343654317811558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=1302343654317811558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1302343654317811558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1302343654317811558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/budget-problems.html' title='budget problems'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-8314729167267888203</id><published>2009-09-05T09:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T09:31:45.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a speech by monkey</title><content type='html'>hmm..announcement here!&lt;div&gt;100th post will be continued on 200th post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz 101-199 is not that special at all..lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got a new hp! syoknya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends aso very happy syoknya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me aso very happy syoknya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol...why so many syoknya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i aso duno dun ask me =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is a saturday....ken ken mostly go pak tor with ky and hang out with family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;adam mostly going somewhere alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking should follow him or not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ownself duno why very tired....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday soo sooo sooo blur at times squaare....always left things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at one point my car almost got stolen...thank god lucky its still there..if not i am so freaking dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why am i soo blur ytd? maybe didnt sleep well the night before lol....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nvm nvm...rest well 2day hohoho 2molo go out with family again! den monday go college see selenar and chris lee again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mission for now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 change chris lee personality into jasmine wong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 study harder(doubt i can do this =.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-8314729167267888203?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-469189687228585174</id><published>2009-08-31T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:07:22.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship</title><content type='html'>ben lai this post is suppose to be the continued form of 100th post...but...&lt;div&gt;now no mood edi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come back from hong kong...expecting happy times with happy friends....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didnt expect stuff like this to happen again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem2 is about to start....hope things wont happen again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i know this kind of stuff we cant avoid it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope...that there wont be a 2nd cherry.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope our friendship can last....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please....i duwan a sequel to what we had in sem1....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-469189687228585174?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/469189687228585174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=469189687228585174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/469189687228585174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/469189687228585174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/friendster.html' title='friendship'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-5417563675876633904</id><published>2009-08-18T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T13:12:39.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100</title><content type='html'>100th post of lastheart!!! wee!! time to give a speech....ahem....&lt;br /&gt;i would like to thank you all for supportig me this whole time...&lt;br /&gt;from guardian angel to holidays and nw the 100th post!!!&lt;br /&gt;i need to thank my family for bringing me to this world&lt;br /&gt;i like to thank my friends who supported me no matter what&lt;br /&gt;the stuff we been through...&lt;br /&gt;some came&lt;br /&gt;some left...but i will still thank them...for making them who am i now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372363581730446914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/So54Nq1J3kI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Sf2SFKH1H0/s200/adam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ah yes....1st of all the friend i know for 18years(fake de only know for 3months++) this guy...always bully me =.= still eat cup mee till soo happy?? u see la one day i take that stupid smile off your face!!! grrr... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372365897774487362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/So56UexFV0I/AAAAAAAAADI/83M-dI4DtnE/s200/ken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;another friend that know for 18years..(only 5year++) this cute cute guy along with his cute cute gf is the cutest couple i ever seen in my life..along with his cute gf always zat me everytime since they know i like who =.=....si ken ken lcly de face PUNCH U OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372368278378560658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/So58fDNUvJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2lFLo_wDa2Q/s200/glady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is a very veery very stubborn girl....her name is called glady...also known as blur blur....among us u can say she is the most innocent...and also the most blur..if wanna learn getting lost in almost anyplace you can learn from her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372391060367790914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/So6RNIu000I/AAAAAAAAADY/do6Q4ZouREI/s200/Boon+Yeng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this guy de name is call boon yeng...his hair soo yeng that time but now no more sooner or later we will see his yeng yeng hair bak....he is our sailo among our 4brothers along with chen wah me and yan yew ken.(ps: the one beside him is just an effect he has no twin brother) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372392487615323234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/So6SgNpJ3GI/AAAAAAAAADg/soXoCB2pmT0/s200/wah+wah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This guy de name is called Chen Wah! Dailo of us 4brothers...u see his hair...it is like he came out of an ANIME SHOW! he and daishou really sweet....although always hide it infront of us..but still can see very clearly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373515674947177010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/SpKQCUg4SjI/AAAAAAAAADo/ubpjFOe4U9k/s200/kwai+yean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this girl is my 3shou...she is my 3lou(yew ken) de wife...both aso like kid....face like kid...cute like kid...hohoho....sometimes really close sometie aruge till crazy....lool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373521876882521890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/SpKVrUhffyI/AAAAAAAAADw/yeXmMAKEXtc/s200/yong+hao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yong hao....aso known as alvis.....smartass lai de....gud at everything....romantic summor...really is one in a million! hohho....u see his face cool dao.....girls...faster line up or else hohoho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373534142309561890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/SpKg1QzLdiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/iwZAKv9ia7U/s200/kid+chris.JPG" border="0" /&gt;ah....do u knw who is this? lol..i bet you dunoo leh....heheh...i leave it to the guy in this pic to tell u who is him lol...tips is...his eye really geng go 10000volt to fire at u lol guess u knw edi la hohooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373749719387808306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/SpNk5f_3IjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/wyN9zKb-UF8/s200/Edwin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the help's king of the raod...EDWIN! he leh...always do stuff...to make us laugh....sometimes...he can..lool dirty jokes clean jokes or just plain retarded jokes he can make it up out of entire any conversation! really pro de dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373751583701899186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/SpNmmBG-l7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZZgDT0FGDoM/s200/bryant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;whoa.....son goku ah? no la its our very own bryant! hohooh c him like son goku de hairstyle geng bo? this is from genting lol....this guy...really strange de..he is really lame..but he also hates lame conversation o.ohahaha....but still a nice guy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373754353379491794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/SpNpHO9kv9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rPpcwklJkZw/s200/milo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;saw yong chyi(left) also known as milo...she is like a minimarket you can get all kind of stuff from her...snacks tissue cookies choclates watever! always soo kind de milo will give it her frens must remember to belanja her eat good food nex time and the one on the right....blur blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373756425391219842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/SpNq_1zqpII/AAAAAAAAAEY/K_T69R6bJuc/s200/nicole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O.o who is this?? hmm....eheheheh...her name is nicole! i have nothing to say about her =.= besides that when we play truth or dare she seem to be the most energetic 1...lol...i leave the rest to a guy that is my fren for 18years edi de...hoohoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373760883545733602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/SpNvDVuh-eI/AAAAAAAAAEg/IPf3yZoT18I/s200/czelyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this girl call purplelyn lol ahahaha...her name is czelyn! queen of lame!!! hahahahaha also queen of the raod....hmm...lazy say it all out la just say her queen of everything ba =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ofocz still got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fredrick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;christina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yan ying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kit yeng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sin yi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;norman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wee lun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kevin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leechee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and whoever i missed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS THE 100TH POST!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wakakkakakakakakakakakakakakakkaka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(to be continued in 101st post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7873205234950576626-5417563675876633904?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5417563675876633904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=5417563675876633904' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5417563675876633904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5417563675876633904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/100th-post-of-lastheart-wee-time-to.html' title='100'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/So54Nq1J3kI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Sf2SFKH1H0/s72-c/adam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1386848466448231877</id><published>2009-08-17T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T11:13:12.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday</title><content type='html'>oh yeah...one more post and i will reach 100th post hohoho.....&lt;br /&gt;now....it is holiday finnaly lol...honestly tell u i hate this holiday....&lt;br /&gt;2weeks of sheer boringness and need to babysit for the last 5day walao eh...&lt;br /&gt;this couldn't be worse can it?&lt;br /&gt;lol....but..in this two weeks time it is the time i do what i do best!&lt;br /&gt;THINK!!!! lol...self improvement....never done it before..hope can pass this lame test...=.=&lt;br /&gt;haiz....looking forward to my 100th post!! remember to comment it ya you guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-1386848466448231877?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1386848466448231877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=1386848466448231877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1386848466448231877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1386848466448231877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/holiday.html' title='holiday'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-7808068092913208299</id><published>2009-08-16T07:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T08:08:09.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>One....a very special number...it is the smallest number that exist...&lt;br /&gt;during countdown....it is the line.for an end of something and the start of another&lt;br /&gt;when we are still in school we compete to get number 1 and not number 2 3 or 9&lt;br /&gt;it is the smallest but it is also the most important....when we count we always start with one&lt;br /&gt;when we countdown we always end with one&lt;br /&gt;it is the most important number among the 9 numbers...as it symbolizes the start and also the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-7808068092913208299?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7808068092913208299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=7808068092913208299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7808068092913208299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7808068092913208299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-6959507186763083684</id><published>2009-08-10T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:06:37.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2nd Round</title><content type='html'>today i had cp and moral studies....someone lost her hp...haiz....&lt;br /&gt;the time is coming soon..for the finals of the finals to end....&lt;br /&gt;Finite Maths...the last one on wednesday~&lt;br /&gt;then its off to genting woot!&lt;br /&gt;before that they all going to bbq hope they will enjoy it....&lt;br /&gt;hmm....nothing much to write here lol....&lt;br /&gt;nearing to the 100th post :)&lt;br /&gt;really hope i can reach that in time~ lol....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-6959507186763083684?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6959507186763083684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=6959507186763083684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6959507186763083684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6959507186763083684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/2nd-round.html' title='The 2nd Round'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-6401264481295448121</id><published>2009-08-08T05:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T06:00:18.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first strike and the ben monkey</title><content type='html'>weee...today is the 1st day of the finals...eng and moral is going to be tested!!! friends who is taking this two subjects!!! GUD LUCK!!!! lets end this 1st strike together! woot!...:) and those that just ended exams congratulations :)&lt;br /&gt;from: a really ben monkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-6401264481295448121?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6401264481295448121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=6401264481295448121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6401264481295448121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6401264481295448121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-strike-and-ben-monkey.html' title='first strike and the ben monkey'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-7559010199519181739</id><published>2009-08-07T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T10:54:11.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another boring post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;The grey sky above the sky&lt;br /&gt;gloomy felt by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it symbolizes rain&lt;br /&gt;but also not...&lt;br /&gt;wind blow swiftly past the trees&lt;br /&gt;time seems to follow it as it hit me on my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; hurt....only felt...&lt;br /&gt;what becomes of the sky&lt;br /&gt;when the rain and wind passes by&lt;br /&gt;what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;when i am still in love with you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-7559010199519181739?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7559010199519181739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=7559010199519181739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7559010199519181739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7559010199519181739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-boring-post.html' title='Another boring post'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-4677547007112007031</id><published>2009-08-03T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:18:50.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Heart 2.0</title><content type='html'>how long has it been since i posted the post last heart&lt;br /&gt;sooo many things happened...&lt;br /&gt;now i am in college edi...lol&lt;br /&gt;3months lu...&lt;br /&gt;1st semester gone lu.....&lt;br /&gt;i remember the sentence i prefer to use alot&lt;br /&gt;"what can i do, when i am still in love with you?"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.....didn't expect...to be using it again now&lt;br /&gt;i also rememember that i will go same college as my gang&lt;br /&gt;but nw? all fly north south west east lol....&lt;br /&gt;that is just life.....&lt;br /&gt;weee~&lt;br /&gt;welcome to my place&lt;br /&gt;the place where the last of my heart lies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-4677547007112007031?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4677547007112007031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=4677547007112007031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4677547007112007031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4677547007112007031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-heart-20.html' title='Last Heart 2.0'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-8647215688322640271</id><published>2009-07-31T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:00:21.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tong hua?</title><content type='html'>lol....how long bo touch this blog liao&lt;br /&gt;these day hear back tong hua...&lt;br /&gt;really like it lol&lt;br /&gt;suites my feeling now...&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;if you guys duno the song well try to hear it and feel the lyrics XD lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-8647215688322640271?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8647215688322640271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=8647215688322640271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8647215688322640271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8647215688322640271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/tong-hua.html' title='tong hua?'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-476393947088874827</id><published>2009-07-23T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:54:05.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah!! the most difficult week have passed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAH!!! now all it left is the damn eng presentation, Cp presentation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the FINALS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that...semester 1 will not exist again! wakakaa.....=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol...how can it not exist? soo many things happened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sweet,sour,bitter,spicy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what have we not been through?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what have not we "tasted"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets walk the last step together to end sem1...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and keep our heads forwad and march into sem2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-476393947088874827?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/476393947088874827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=476393947088874827' title='0 Comments'/><link 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sky&lt;div&gt;and fishes rule the sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wind drive the birds to move...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tides lets the fish to swim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;birds fly gracefully above the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fish swim swiftly across the sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what if the bird were to lose their wings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what if the fish were to lose their fins?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;birds wont fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and fish wont swim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but their soul is dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how can birds fly without wings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how can a fishes swim without fins?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how can i live without you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-5773706191177349593?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-8399688805506059225</id><published>2009-07-23T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:31:59.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circles</title><content type='html'>Seasons come and seasons go &lt;div&gt;Birds will fly and birds will land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That will go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A line that will start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually will stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is nothing that have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When things warm up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually will cool down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When things cool down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually it will warm up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a circle you find no beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is why there is no end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if there is a line that have a beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also have an end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;join them together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you will get&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something that doesn't have a beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and something that doesn't have an end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something that would withstand the test of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something that fits the description "forever"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something that is called a circle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-8399688805506059225?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-5028690465796281199</id><published>2009-07-22T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:28:41.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st time</title><content type='html'>ish....finnaly mind more clear XD woot!!! &lt;div&gt;lol..wanna say sorry to someone...i think i said stg i shouldn't say...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for those who read my latest post in my private blog...i am sorry i wrote that when my mind nt that clear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2molo going to have maths quiz lu!! lets do our best together :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol 1st time going to write this here hopefully the last XD(i duwan sot again =.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27th day....since that day :P&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='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1649918143115850770</id><published>2009-07-21T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T09:12:11.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;The symbol of courage&lt;div&gt;the symbol of flames&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;burning deep inside us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keeping our spirits high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the head of the 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its name is red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds like a fruit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looks like a fruit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it is not a fruit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some might like it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some might not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you would not want to see it in a porridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its name is called orange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;welcome the 3rd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which someone admire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loyalty occurs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you talk about its desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;royalty loves it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so do we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as it symbolizes power and mellow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we shall call the 3rd a yellow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my gosh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do not envy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because its the colour of nature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;calming our feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cleaning our minds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoy the soothing scene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;provided by it the green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freeze as they say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because it symbolizes cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it symbolizes sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is where the 7 lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you have a clue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that it is named the blue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hiding among the 7 is 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one knows a lot about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;always supporting its friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone even misunderstood it for being the 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ain't lying it is one of the rainbow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its name is called indigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;under of them is it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;roses&lt;/span&gt; are red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it is blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;always appear in love poems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to tie the knot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully they will end up in a banquet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;full of it the violet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;done with the 7 but where is the 8?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;does it really exist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one will see the 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as it not only belong to the 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but also belong to all of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanna know what is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i let you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;visit my private blog those who able&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and those unable i am sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is the end of my story :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-1649918143115850770?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1649918143115850770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=1649918143115850770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1649918143115850770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1649918143115850770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/rainbow_20.html' title='Rainbow'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-6468648131919101456</id><published>2009-07-17T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:48:46.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A crazy day</title><content type='html'>lol...2day played dota inside lab...lol..funny la...i laughed like crazy while team with edwin and fightwith alvis...then do the freaking intro all over again...=.= already sot sot...den soo hungry summor so i leave it to do later...and go eat...den go eat at mamak again...drink ho ho ho again :)&lt;div&gt;den eat nasi goreng again....yew ken drive and fetch me and cherry along...we took cherry to the bukit jalil station and it jam soo badly that we sang a retarded song called kai mou shou(cantonese)! =.=.....den zilian inside yk car...and cherry aso sot sot edi laugh like crazy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reach home edi sleep 2hour wake up d duno why  and kicked my bed  for no reason =.=.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today really one crazy day =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-6468648131919101456?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6468648131919101456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=6468648131919101456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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how long can it last? 1week?2weeks? no one knows for now lets enjoy the fun of peace and enjoy the suffering of meeting assigments deadline and quizzes =.=....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-2564485188525188570?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2564485188525188570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=2564485188525188570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/2564485188525188570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/2564485188525188570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/peace-once-again.html' title='peace once again...'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-6183717709625501109</id><published>2009-07-15T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:01:35.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to breath</title><content type='html'>quiz....exams....assigments....presentations.....please...juz gimme time to breath will you!!! argh!!! oh yea~ done with my moral project....now left is....=.= sleep!!! wakakka...nitez guys~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-6183717709625501109?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6183717709625501109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=6183717709625501109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6183717709625501109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6183717709625501109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-breath.html' title='I want to breath'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-5216068276643827483</id><published>2009-07-14T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:40:53.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day at HELP</title><content type='html'>wee~ another day at help&lt;div&gt;another day full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;plentiful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sup prises&lt;/span&gt; and today theme is....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;EMBARRASSING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left both of my phones in my mum car...how shit can that be?=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den sing at the corridor...omg...that is soo...shit...=.=....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol....2molo i wonder what will happen? =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-5216068276643827483?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5216068276643827483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=5216068276643827483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5216068276643827483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5216068276643827483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-day-at-help.html' title='another day at HELP'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-2731332792674602778</id><published>2009-07-12T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:43:56.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我想说的</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;我与你的约定&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那爱的感觉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如今你还记得吗&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我们走过的日子&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;甜蜜却安静&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;望着天空的燕子&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我，想你了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;从你被他烦&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;到大家的心 都不在连在一起&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;之前对你做的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没想过要你看见&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;对你的承诺&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我只想一个一个地实现&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;以前的你,总是你了解我,多过我了解你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;现在的我..只是想..好好的了解在读这post的你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;到了现在的我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;还能做什么&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;除了向前走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;人人都说,情人一定要一起走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但是能一起走到老&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;到底有多少?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;永远在一起&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我们听得多了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;到底有多少情人能"永远在一起"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;答案是一对也没有&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"永远爱你"这句话是假的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"永远不想失去你"这句话才是真的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-2731332792674602778?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2731332792674602778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=2731332792674602778' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/2731332792674602778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/2731332792674602778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_12.html' title='我想说的'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-4629596691403357448</id><published>2009-07-12T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:06:32.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jams...</title><content type='html'>Lol...traffic jam...den human jam.....den brain jam.....=.= stupid jam keep coming since yesterday....sienz....&lt;div&gt;so what to do this fine day? ofcoz get into more traffic jam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully less human jam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and please....no more BRAIN JAM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today will be going out with family~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zz....adam and the others are at camp...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;milo is busying somewhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cherry is alone somewhere....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yew ken is hanging out with his gf somewhere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris missing in action...probally sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone from my highschool days....also missing in action...probally in campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ofcourse..."someone" is having trouble sleeping....wonder what is her problem...hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-4629596691403357448?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4629596691403357448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=4629596691403357448' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4629596691403357448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4629596691403357448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/jams.html' title='Jams...'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-846940501713112052</id><published>2009-07-11T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:11:09.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunflowers</title><content type='html'>Whenever it goes left&lt;div&gt;We go left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever it goes right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We go right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always following you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always looking at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you come back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without you there is no us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without you our friends wont survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without you we dont have any food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you make up the 1st 3word of our name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like you make up the first 3part of our life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forever we follow you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forever we look at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forever we will smile at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you are the Sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we are the Sunflowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-846940501713112052?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/846940501713112052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=846940501713112052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/846940501713112052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/846940501713112052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunflowers.html' title='Sunflowers'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-682128456871998711</id><published>2009-07-11T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T09:03:00.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>You as a friend&lt;div&gt;Ordinary yet somehow extraordinary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never leave us never abandon us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving nothing but happiness to us all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living among the retards as we are :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eternally joyful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever Cheerful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Closing the doors of sadness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Housing all of our happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually we'll see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every inch of our happiness is living in your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-682128456871998711?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/682128456871998711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=682128456871998711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/682128456871998711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/682128456871998711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-4401390932084828376</id><published>2009-07-10T10:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:06:20.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd post in lab :)</title><content type='html'>Wakakaka.....i am in a lab next to the class i am suppose to be in lol....kk now lets c...what to write...hmm....ah yes.....i am sitting behind of milo and milo is sitting beside yan ying....beside me is glady bag and beside glady bag is glady :) today adam and the others are going to camp T.T sad i aso wanna go :( but i knw i cant so...what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol Rins if you see this next post will be the post you've been waiting for :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gtg lu bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-4401390932084828376?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4401390932084828376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=4401390932084828376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4401390932084828376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4401390932084828376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/3rd-post-in-lab.html' title='3rd post in lab :)'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-6092765518079717077</id><published>2009-07-09T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:39:43.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2day</title><content type='html'>Lol....Drove to College 2day....&lt;div&gt;"something" happened 2day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;found out stg stupid 2day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;used rm18 at secret recipe 2day T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;give yew ken rm20 2day (pierced my heart T.T)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give rm3 to czeelyn for parking ticket 2day (lol...this still ok)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done math test 2day..(I HATE MATRIX)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ofcoz.......did many stupid things 2day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-6092765518079717077?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6092765518079717077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=6092765518079717077' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6092765518079717077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6092765518079717077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/2day.html' title='2day'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-8465420295106767633</id><published>2009-07-09T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:16:09.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;. 被點到必填，不填代表你不尊重傳給你的人和問卷。&lt;br /&gt;2. 請老實的回答每一個問題。&lt;br /&gt;3. 不行擅自塗改題目。&lt;br /&gt;4. 寫完請點8位小朋友，不可不點。&lt;br /&gt;5. 點完後請通知那8位小朋友他被點到了。&lt;br /&gt;6. 那8位小朋友填完問卷，必須把問卷寄回給你填問卷的人。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;＊＊＊＊--------------個 人 題 - 10 題 --------------＊＊＊＊&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;01 你叫什么:  RyanFMC&lt;br /&gt;02 你的綽號：Ryan&lt;br /&gt;03 你的血型：B&lt;br /&gt;04 你的星座：Pisces&lt;br /&gt;05 你是男還是女：Male&lt;br /&gt;06 你幾歲: 18&lt;br /&gt;07 你住哪裡：Sg Long&lt;br /&gt;08 你現在的學校 : HELP&lt;br /&gt;09 你有沒有手機 : stupid question&lt;br /&gt;10 承上，那是多少: err...2?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;＊＊＊＊------------ 朋 友 題 - １０ 題 --------------＊＊＊＊&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;↘11 你最要好的朋友（限１個）:  Yew Ken&lt;br /&gt;↘12 你最討厭的人（限１個）：Hahahaha myself =.=&lt;br /&gt;↘13 你最正的女性朋友（限１個）:  stupid question...ofcoz her&lt;br /&gt;↘14 你最帥的男性朋友（限１個）:  Adam&lt;br /&gt;↘15 什麼樣的女生你最討厭：The ones that lie to me&lt;br /&gt;↘16 什麼樣的男生你最討厭：The ones that lie to me&lt;br /&gt;↘17 你的好朋友有誰（不限）：Too many to count&lt;br /&gt;↘18 你經常和哪位朋友出去:  Uncountable&lt;br /&gt;↘19 你身邊最憨的朋友（限１個，不能自己）:  Err....Duno lol&lt;br /&gt;↘20 你身邊最可愛的朋友（限１個）:  Lol this i no need answer you all also know who lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;＊＊＊＊-----------感 情 題 - １５ 題 --------------＊＊＊＊&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;❤21 你有沒有喜歡的人：No need answer&lt;br /&gt;❤23 如果没有，你希望什麼時候有另一半：Lol anytime~&lt;br /&gt;❤24 到目前為止，你跟多少人告白過：3...&lt;br /&gt;❤25 到目前為止，你被多少人告白過: 1...&lt;br /&gt;❤26 到目前為止，你交過多少個男／女朋有：1 (i dun even knw it count or nt)&lt;br /&gt;❤27 你現在有另一半嗎:  Nope&lt;br /&gt;❤28 你最好的同性朋友跟你告白你會怎樣：Tell him i nt gay sorry&lt;br /&gt;❤29 你初戀情人突然跟你告白你會接受嗎 : NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;❤30 你為什麼會喜歡你現在喜歡的人: Lol...stupid question..i like her becoz i like her lo =.=&lt;br /&gt;❤31 你和另一半牽手過嗎：Nope&lt;br /&gt;❤32 你的另一半抱或親過嗎: Nope&lt;br /&gt;❤33 你跟異性牽手過嗎：Got&lt;br /&gt;❤34 是誰，你們什麼關係: mother and sister :P&lt;br /&gt;❤35 現在有人在追你嗎：Nope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;＊＊＊＊-------------- 混 合 題 - １０ 題 --------------＊＊＊＊&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36 如果有天，好朋友離你而去，你會怎樣 ?:  Ask them Why&lt;br /&gt;37如果有天，好朋友背叛你，你會：those are nt my friend&lt;br /&gt;38 如果有天，好朋友對你喜新厭舊了，你會: Goodbye my friend&lt;br /&gt;39 如果你很受不了你的父母，你會離家出走嗎：nope&lt;br /&gt;40 你上課認真嗎 : Depends on mood&lt;br /&gt;41 你功課好不好: Some good some bad...&lt;br /&gt;42 你开电腦都在幹麻: Music always come 1st, den MSN...etc&lt;br /&gt;43 你的即时通有多少个同性: Many...&lt;br /&gt;44 你的即時通裡有多少個異性:  Many~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;＊＊＊＊-------------- 兇 手 題 - 10題 --------------＊＊＊＊&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;45 傳給你這份問卷的人是誰：Kelvin( Dmn u)&lt;br /&gt;46 这個人對你好不好：ok ok&lt;br /&gt;47 這個人是你的誰：Friend&lt;br /&gt;48 你有喜歡過這個人嗎：what kind of like? =.=&lt;br /&gt;49 你們認識多久了：1 year and more&lt;br /&gt;50 這個人是怎樣的人：Misery lol&lt;br /&gt;51 這個人正／帥嗎：Crazily Yeng =.=&lt;br /&gt;52 這個人跟你有沒有在一起过：I nt gay&lt;br /&gt;53 萬一你喜歡這個人，你會怎麼辦：I NT GAY!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;＊＊＊＊--------------- 聯 想 題 - １０ 題-------------＊＊＊＊&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;56 說到正妹你會想到誰：Stupid question&lt;br /&gt;57 說到帥哥你會想到誰：Adam&lt;br /&gt;58 說到憨你會想到誰: No one&lt;br /&gt;59 說到痴你會想到誰：Edwin&lt;br /&gt;60 說到暗戀你會想到誰："her" :P&lt;br /&gt;61 說到出去玩你會想到誰：Gang!&lt;br /&gt;62 說到聰明鬼你會想到誰：Yan Ying&lt;br /&gt;63 說到傻子你會想到誰:  yew ken&lt;br /&gt;64 說到笑點低你會想到誰：duno lol&lt;br /&gt;65 說到愛笑你會想到誰 : Old Cherry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;＊＊＊＊--------------- 學 校 題 - 11題 --------------＊＊＊＊&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;66 你的班導是誰: Don't have...&lt;br /&gt;67 你的座位是第幾排第幾個：Not fixed...&lt;br /&gt;68 你最喜歡的老師是誰：Ms Jasmine and Ms Geetha&lt;br /&gt;70 你的英文好嗎：Okok le...&lt;br /&gt;71 你的體育好嗎：weak&lt;br /&gt;72 你的数学好么：nt bad&lt;br /&gt;73 你喜不喜歡你的校長：i duno who is him or her&lt;br /&gt;74 你的學校好看嗎：love it&lt;br /&gt;75 你的班級是：Foundation Class...&lt;br /&gt;76 你的班級在幾樓：underground&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;＊＊＊＊====点到名者请回~~~谢谢+麻烦你们了~====＊＊＊＊&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.Glady&lt;br /&gt;2.Rins&lt;br /&gt;3.Adam&lt;br /&gt;4.Alvis&lt;br /&gt;5.Yew Ken( i knw u wont do it)&lt;br /&gt;6. Czeelyn&lt;br /&gt;7.Cherry &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.Milo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;＊＊＊＊====E N D ~====＊＊＊＊&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-8465420295106767633?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8465420295106767633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=8465420295106767633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8465420295106767633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8465420295106767633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/lame.html' title='Lame =.='/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-8635350314250275498</id><published>2009-07-08T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:32:10.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>first of all...i would like to say....WHAT THE HECK???&lt;br /&gt;What in the shitty world is going on here?&lt;br /&gt;then i would like to say that i am not suppose to be IN this shitty problem&lt;br /&gt;ok...and i know she also dont wanna get drag into this too....&lt;br /&gt;so can we please stop this shit?&lt;br /&gt;if someone dont want follow you&lt;br /&gt;just let them be la&lt;br /&gt;if someone dont wanna fren with someone let them be lah&lt;br /&gt;this problem consist of 2people and no one should be dragged into this&lt;br /&gt;especially "her".....&lt;br /&gt;Dont go past the line seriously.....&lt;br /&gt;i dont want we cant even be frens...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-8635350314250275498?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8635350314250275498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=8635350314250275498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8635350314250275498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8635350314250275498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1100764655039854330</id><published>2009-07-07T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:07:27.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health</title><content type='html'>Hate it lar wei....Why my health so cacat de??? =.=....always restricting me from doing the things i want.....lol.....since young my health oredy not gud...maybe becoz i was born too early? =.= i was suppose to be born on april...but i was soo excited to come into this wonderful world that i make my mum suffer during 21st febuary...and i end up being born on 2.13am on 22nd feb 1991.....lol....since young always give problems to family....i cant even recall how many times i stayed inside the hospital =.=......haiz......shitty health...really need to do something about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-1100764655039854330?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1100764655039854330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=1100764655039854330' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1100764655039854330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1100764655039854330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/health.html' title='Health'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-9015265841424022782</id><published>2009-07-06T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:25:00.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day of conflicts =.=</title><content type='html'>lol....typical...always conflict between brain and heart....=.=when driving....mum say park here....but my heart wan park there....den end up getting scolded coz of unable to make desicions...at college also happens the same thing.....lol..do maths question...heart say do alone...brain say copy other ppl answer =.=cacat.....there it goes again....the battle between the heart and the brain....only place where heart and brain can cooperate easily is during exams =.=....lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-9015265841424022782?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9015265841424022782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=9015265841424022782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/9015265841424022782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/9015265841424022782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-day-of-conflicts.html' title='Another day of conflicts =.='/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-9089772729787166695</id><published>2009-07-05T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:51:56.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Seasons</title><content type='html'>Chilling colours fill the sky&lt;div&gt;Santa getting ready to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Particles of white filled the lands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trees slumber while river sleeps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat near the fireplace with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like the winter snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when they touch each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they stick together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even when they melt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they will still become a single drop of water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flower blooms with 7colours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;birds busy making their homes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winds of Spring blow through the newly awaken trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scent of new year is near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stroll the park together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you and i together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like a bee and a flower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;without flowers bee wont survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and without bee flowers wont be colourful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun warms the earth at this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skies with clouds covers the entire area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gentle rain pour down once awhile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of the time is sunny days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is when we hang out at the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like the melodies of the pouring rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever in harmony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever in symphony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaves start to wither&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oranges and red filled the scene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The winds differ from the spring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blowing in a different direction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly as time passes by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sat at the porch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking at the yellow leaves blown by the wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminds me of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;following the flow of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forgetting the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forgetting the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and let wind blow us wherever it wants to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days make weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And week make months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Months make seasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And seasons make years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring we sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer we play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fall we admire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And winter we rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Seasons make a year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you is what made the current me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever changing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever moving....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but just like the four season....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter how different they are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter how they change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in the end there is still only four season&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Winter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-9089772729787166695?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9089772729787166695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=9089772729787166695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/9089772729787166695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/9089772729787166695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/four-seasons.html' title='Four Seasons'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-2369896951404639933</id><published>2009-07-04T12:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:54:24.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How i Choose the girl i like</title><content type='html'>Lol....another post=.=.....lol...hmm...lets c...the girl i like....&lt;div&gt;1st of all must have good personality!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Spunky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Not a glamorgirl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Not too bossy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Not too open minded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Not too close minded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Obviously must treat me well la lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;Appearence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Not too tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Not too short&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-30% pretty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-60% cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-not to slim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-not to fat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-spec or no spec doesnt matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-preferbally long hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol.....i think this is what i can think of....=.= lol...no use think of it also...because i am nt searching for a girl with the above traits anymore :D...just to post it let someone c =.=....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-2369896951404639933?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2369896951404639933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=2369896951404639933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/2369896951404639933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/2369896951404639933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-i-choose-girl-i-like.html' title='How i Choose the girl i like'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1855921014492896059</id><published>2009-07-04T11:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T12:14:12.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Records i Broke with "her"</title><content type='html'>1) Sing a song infront of 15ppl to her =.=&lt;div&gt;2)sms with a person longer den 1hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)sms more then 50sms to one person in less then half a week =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)Make a poem of a person TWICE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5)let a girl touch my msn and edit name pm etc for the 1st time =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6)played a girl msn for 1st time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7)tabao for a girl that is nt from my family for the 1st time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8)1st time planned so hard for a bday party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9)1st time WILL nervous while planning for a bday party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10)1st time make/buy a present with someone name on it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11)1st time receive a 'Gift' from the bday girl on her bday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12)1st time take lrt with her and friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13)1st time take lrt alone to her hse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14)1st time excort someone to a bday party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15)1st time felt soo happy on another person de party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and many many more....lol nah...this is all the record i broke that have stg to do wit glady...=.= happy bo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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&quot;her&quot;'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-6869158112437768771</id><published>2009-07-04T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T07:32:50.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unexpected Poem: The Special One</title><content type='html'>Big talk is not only what you know&lt;div&gt;Losing is not for you that is what i know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U dont know the true power of my words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reaping trough the deep deep hearts of thy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big talk i do best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luring you to do that poem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U are really a special one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Revise my poem of yours twice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving you a record that never been broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long not when this poem made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A poem made just for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing things never been done, just because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the very special one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-6869158112437768771?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6869158112437768771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=6869158112437768771' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6869158112437768771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6869158112437768771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/unexpected-poem-called-special-one.html' title='An Unexpected Poem: The Special One'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-3177104224111471824</id><published>2009-07-03T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:24:10.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的心</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;天恢恢的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;充满着乌云&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我站在那被森林包围着的空地&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;白白的望着天空&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我的身体在&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我的灵魂也在&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;除了我脆弱的心&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不懂它去了那里&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不懂还会不会回来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;找了天&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;找了地&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;找了那么久&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;也没找回我的心&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一天一天慢慢过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;到了最后&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;心不见了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;剩下空空的我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;站在这空空的地&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;望着空空的天&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by far the most retarded post i ever made...=.= nia....please give it high marks...1st time use chinese post nia &gt;.&lt; (1-10)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-3177104224111471824?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3177104224111471824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=3177104224111471824' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3177104224111471824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3177104224111471824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='我的心'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-3076244140608654533</id><published>2009-07-02T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:04:07.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story</title><content type='html'>This is a story i once promised to cherry...now oni got inspiration =.=.....lol and really hope you all understand the meaning of it.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;11.45pm 31st december 1999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake hugged Chloe tightly and stares into the sky on top of a hill...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe asked jake:" Does forever really exist?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake:"nope."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe:"then how long will your love last?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake just smilled and said:"my love will last as long as you believe i will love you."&lt;br /&gt;Chloe replied:" what if i believe that you will love me forever?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake:"hmm...then i will have to say.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOOM BAM BOOM BAM!!! the fireworks exploded and it is a new millenium...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe:"what did you say just now? I cant hear you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake:"heheheh you know i wont say the same thing twice..heehee."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe:"Stupid Jake!!!" she chased Jake around the hill....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;2.34pm 30th june 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chloe and Jake sat in a coffee shop and talked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloee:"It has been 8years since we together..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake:" yup....8years..." Jake wanted to take something out of her pocket when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe said:" I think...it is time for us to stop..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake stuffed the thing back into his pocket and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe continued:"I am really sorry but i dont believe in forever..." She stood up and ran away covering her face..when she is about to cross the road...she heard a car horned...and she saw a car coming at her...She closed her eye and shouted....then she felt someone pushed her...When She opened her eyes....she saw Jake laying on the ground...she rushed towards him and cried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She kept said:"Noo....please....noooo.." Jake faintly open his eyes and took out a small card...he then handed the card to Chloe along with a box... Chloe opened the card and there wrote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 'I Wont love you forever...but I will love you till the day i die.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe cried then she opened the box and saw it was a ring...Jake was about to propose to her...but this happened...Jake died before he got sent to the hospital...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol...1st time...1st time created a so called gan dong love story...i duno HOW gan dong is it..so rate it please on the scale of 1-10 1lowest 10highest...btw cherry this is for you :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-3076244140608654533?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3076244140608654533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=3076244140608654533' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3076244140608654533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3076244140608654533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/story.html' title='A Story'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-8299448388877402394</id><published>2009-07-02T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:25:06.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another of my stupid poem =.=</title><content type='html'>Bold as what we see&lt;br /&gt;Raging what we feel&lt;br /&gt;Your leadership brought us here&lt;br /&gt;After the eternal light&lt;br /&gt;Notorious as you roam the night&lt;br /&gt;Till the sky turn blue,you will roam the seven seas&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little as we know&lt;br /&gt;Interior of your heart&lt;br /&gt;More then never we know about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gliding through what we know as fate&lt;br /&gt;Under the clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;Altering the winds of flames&lt;br /&gt;Never to leave us&lt;br /&gt;Going nowhere away from us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silent wind blow through your deep ears&lt;br /&gt;Zings through as our words of heart go through your ears&lt;br /&gt;Everlastingly exist within the boundaries of us&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to come between us&lt;br /&gt;Giving nothing but ear to us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-8299448388877402394?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8299448388877402394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=8299448388877402394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8299448388877402394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8299448388877402394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-of-my-stupid-poem.html' title='Another of my stupid poem =.='/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-7073966956471967699</id><published>2009-06-28T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:49:19.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Over Study starting</title><content type='html'>lol wee....party over edi lu....after the supprising party for her during friday...and the wierd but somehow fun de party yesterday...now it is sunday~ time to think what to do about the freaking maths assigment =.=....moral de article review~ den moral presentation...walao eh....time to put on my working gloves nia...i dont wanna retake any subjects T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-7073966956471967699?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7073966956471967699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=7073966956471967699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7073966956471967699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7073966956471967699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/party-over-study-starting.html' title='Party Over Study starting'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-7567151554602025493</id><published>2009-06-27T07:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:52:46.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>Lol 1st of alll sorry for posting this blog at such a late time...suppose to post it yesterday but really really very tired....soo.forgive me~ :)&lt;br /&gt;1st of all Thank you guys....really&lt;br /&gt;this birthday plan is the largest thing i ever did...&lt;br /&gt;team A&lt;br /&gt;team B&lt;br /&gt;yada yada yada....to the slightest detail you all helped me supported me....and gave really really gud opinions&lt;br /&gt;lol glady sorry it is time to curi your idea XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Cherry: You are the one that make all of this happen.....without you....yesterday wont be that many people...without you...the party wouldnt be a party....the card you really really put alot of effort into making it....i know among all of us you are the one that "gan jeong" the most! Thank you XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Bryant: Lol...brother....you really did it man! if team B doesnt have you in it...seriously we might end up in just an "after mid term party" XD....lol....and the ideas u gave me...really and all the things u did bringing me out.....really really thank you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Alvis: you naughty little brat!!! lol the song i sang orignally was just solo for fun!!! didnt expect i will accept your idea of singing it to her! lol...anyways....i didnt regret it....thank you for giving me this idea...thank you for styling my hair while waiting for the cake...thank you for pushing me infront to sing...thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Adam: Lol....i dunno what i can say to you =.=.....lol beside thank you....really you really helped me alot...during the planning process u just say yes to everything i asked you to do....even at the party you even say yes when i ask you to do anything lol...thank you for saying yes....thank you for fetching her home...thank you for being my brother XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Nicole: Lol....you...hahaha...thank you for supporting this idea thank you for helping out while buying the cake, thank you for folding my shirt &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Milo: Lol.....Lol....LOL!!!! without you she might not come!!! thank you for your perfect acting...maybe you should go to TVB you even persuaded me to believed wat you said =.=....lol thank you for bringing her in....thank you for everything you did.....thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Czelyn: when i was sitting infront of adam, and i was playing with him...you suddenly said something that totally made my mind BLANK! you said you sing the song for me lol....really thank you..that song gave me some courage to sing that song to her...that song makes me feel more calm...really thank you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Everyone Else: this post really long nia...=.= hope you all dont get bored reading this....thank you all for coming yesterday and thank you all for the perfect acting!!! thank you all for creating this party a reality!! REALLY THANK YOU ALL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;To Glady: Lol....thank you for the message you send me....now you know why i didnt post this post earlier. I know what happened to your past, i understand...lol....go check your mail i have replied your message. thank you for coming today XD i was sooo scared that day when you say you are not coming because of cherry....lol really dunno wat to say..besides thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-7567151554602025493?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7567151554602025493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=7567151554602025493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7567151554602025493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7567151554602025493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-3591367372163280195</id><published>2009-06-24T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:16:19.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Term ENDS tommorow</title><content type='html'>Tommorow is the day nia....finnaly the dreadfull mid term ends!!! woot!! time to party soon....but....2nd quiz....presentations....assignments...and FINALS!!!! all coming near liao....zzz lol nvm nvm party 1st study later!!! YEAH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-3591367372163280195?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3591367372163280195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=3591367372163280195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3591367372163280195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3591367372163280195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/mid-term-ends-tommorow.html' title='Mid Term ENDS tommorow'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-5950566295937426238</id><published>2009-06-23T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:02:25.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chee Cheong Gai</title><content type='html'>lol goes to chee cheong gai with my frens 2day...lol nice....remember what my parents told me about it...lol how they meet, how they pak tor =.=.....lol....sweeeet~lol haiz...cherry treats her "brother" sooo gud lo lol hahaa.....sienz...become adam didi ....haiz.....sienz ah!!! lol...anyways..chee cheong gai....really really memorable...if nt for chee cheong gai i might not be even writing THIS POST!!! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-5950566295937426238?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5950566295937426238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=5950566295937426238' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5950566295937426238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5950566295937426238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/chee-cheong-gai.html' title='Chee Cheong Gai'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1593257273302903858</id><published>2009-06-22T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:49:57.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My grandfather</title><content type='html'>Once there is a kid...who is at coma in an hospital for 9months...his grandfather although old keeps visit him everyday via public transport...then the kid got out of the hospital...his parents was busy working and so is his grandma...so left with his grandpa play with him...bring him go shopping at the streets and bring him go yam cha~ that kid remembers the tea his grandpa always used to drink....the kid remember the pao his grandpa use to eat....he remembers the time when his grandpa bring him everywhere to play..parks playground everywhere.....when the kid becomes a teen he still treat him very well...the kid's grandpa advised him....he always folow what he says...but during january 2008...he left....with the sweet memories living inside the kid....although the grandpa is gone...he will still live inside the kids heart....and that kid is me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-1593257273302903858?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1593257273302903858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=1593257273302903858' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1593257273302903858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1593257273302903858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-grandfather.html' title='My grandfather'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-466622267863406211</id><published>2009-06-22T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:34:19.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Middle of exam</title><content type='html'>Lol...finished two exams....now left the two hardest! lol....hmm..what to do besides....FIGHT!!! come on guys!! LETS BRING MATHS AND COPUTING DOWN NIA!!! sienz...i really sot jor =.=.....2molo maths exam...still play play in this blog.....zzz lol...XD bluah bluah bluah....lalala~......bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-466622267863406211?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/466622267863406211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=466622267863406211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/466622267863406211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/466622267863406211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/middle-of-exam.html' title='Middle of exam'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-3695935958805815298</id><published>2009-06-20T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:25:26.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Alone in the darkness&lt;div&gt;Dawn he smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night he frowns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mourning over something that he had lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight he feels the loneliness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Housing right in his heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if no one ever knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minutes gone slow as hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clashing winds blow through the sleeping woods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hours gone slow as days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our heart understood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our heart also feels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing is more important as you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are our heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U are our soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though we have misunderstandings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing will seperate us apart...as we are friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-3695935958805815298?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3695935958805815298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=3695935958805815298' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3695935958805815298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3695935958805815298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1464307584580879977</id><published>2009-06-19T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T19:53:34.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Orange is sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orange is sour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orange is what we all desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making us happy Making us laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happiness is what orange all about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orange is the Jester of our fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chickoo is cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chickoo is quiet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chickoo is also known as Ciku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;silent as always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alone as always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but when we need him always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heal us always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciku is the heart of us fruit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiwi is kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiwi is rich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spending money for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making happiness for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in game she treat us like kings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in reality everyone treats her like a princess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiwi is defitantely the little princess of us, the fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemon is cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemon is strange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemon is the only one that can reach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where all of us could'nt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is sharp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is the Eagle of us, the fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mango is here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mango they fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always found in a party quest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leveling up like an agile rat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he is wise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he is "pro"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he is the commander of us,the fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melon we see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the largest is he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knowing nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fighting everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trying to be a "tanker"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that we can fight them easily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melon is the Defender of us, the fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Durian is hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Durian is new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kind and caring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fast and chasing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she is the special one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the special fruit that we all put our hopes upon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Durian the Angel of us, the fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fruit is always happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;living in a fantasy world is we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with HP infront of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we will fight in the name of funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;giving us joy and giving you laughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you read this you will know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how us, the fruits are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a game called maple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-1464307584580879977?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1464307584580879977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=1464307584580879977' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1464307584580879977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1464307584580879977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/fruits.html' title='Fruits'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-7607852059671551434</id><published>2009-06-19T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:02:38.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special</title><content type='html'>1st time use lab de computer to make a post...lol...just finished our presentation for quite awhile....now alvis and his frens are presenting as i am writing this post.....lol finally able to finsh this stupid but special persentation, and now need to study for the crazy mid term and after that...go to a special party that i am looking forward to....and hopefully get that special answer that i always wantet to know either it is bad or good...Lol now alvis have finished their presentation. and i also should stop this special post now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-7607852059671551434?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7607852059671551434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=7607852059671551434' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7607852059671551434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7607852059671551434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/special.html' title='Special'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-8941954771947913339</id><published>2009-06-17T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:37:38.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart</title><content type='html'>i know why u think guys changes his mind like a girl changes clothes..i remember what i told you last time...maybe during that time i might already am your "him" or maybe not. &lt;div&gt;but i do know that is one of the reason why you think a guy changes his mind like a girl changes clothes..but that time i am using my mind to make decisions..i follow my friend advice and neglected my heart...the day before your 1st visit to kbox..i have already know who i really like and who i really want to see always being happy...you might be right about guys changes their mind like a girl changes clothes...but....now its nt my mind controlling me...its my heart....do you think guys will change their heart like girls changes clothes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth i want to know so badly is i want to know is what am i to you?how do you feel about me?or am i that "him" before or now?i heard many rumours but i dont know which one is the truth..whatever it is..dont hurt yourself just trying to answer this question....i will wait...till the day you can give me a yes or a no..before that day comes i will treat you as i always been treating you...i am sorry....anyways...gud luck in your presentation and your mid term too~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADAM! CHERRY! MILO!Byant!EVERYONE ELSE THAT I DIDNT MENTION!DO YOUR BEST IN MID TERM YA!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ps: the everyone include you too yew ken =.=)&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/7873205234950576626-8941954771947913339?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8941954771947913339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=8941954771947913339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8941954771947913339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8941954771947913339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/heart.html' title='Heart'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-5966920967381083685</id><published>2009-06-17T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:42:43.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words from my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;first....i would like to say i am sorry, if i startled you with the things i said....maybe i am rushing too fast...but i know that you found out who i like, and i dont know who is your "him" is...I have a feeling that "him" is me, maybe that feeling is right, maybe that feeling is wrong, either ways i still need to say this since you not willing to hear me...&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I know you always say all guys is the same...i dont know wat you mean by that but i do know u have been hurt very badly in your last relationship.But I want you to give me a chance to let me prove that not all guys are the same, gimme a chance to prove to you i am not going to hurt you in anyway...I hope that i can be the guy that have the 4 conditions, tall is confirmed got edi, not lazy this i dont know, and so is flirt and romatic....If can i would like to use 1 of my wish now, i wish that you will tell me the truth....No matter what happens I just want you to be happy, you can ingore what i say here....I just hope you will read this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-5966920967381083685?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5966920967381083685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=5966920967381083685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5966920967381083685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5966920967381083685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/words-from-my-heart.html' title='Words from my heart'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1478724481495722297</id><published>2009-06-15T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:25:55.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange day...</title><content type='html'>Moody day....lame day..boring classes....and stupid public transport....delay here delay there finish class at 4pm reach home at 7....haiz....wanted to stop by jusco to get something and repair stg..but feel too tired so go home rest...open maple...den someone joke with me...i end up angry and scolded her lol...haiz...den someone tell me something strange again.....things is about to turn strange....i know something very bad or good is coming...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-1478724481495722297?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1478724481495722297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=1478724481495722297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1478724481495722297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1478724481495722297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/strange-day.html' title='Strange day...'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-5001585385335061001</id><published>2009-06-14T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:21:13.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart and Brain</title><content type='html'>lol 2day family day....lol and aso study group day at alvis house.....heart told me to go alvis hse....brain told me go for family day~ i picked family day ofcourse...but in the end...i went home at 3pm...and my dad went out =.= lol...and soo from this day onwards...the battle between my heart and my brain continues~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-5001585385335061001?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5001585385335061001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=5001585385335061001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5001585385335061001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5001585385335061001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/heart-and-brain.html' title='Heart and Brain'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-4653665039267048249</id><published>2009-06-13T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T14:35:26.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Movie</title><content type='html'>Lol ytd went movie with the HELP gang....not the best movie though...didnt get to sit with her till the last part...but it was nice..even though it was just for a few minutes...after that we went to the arcade...lost to yew ken in a shooting game...in less den 2minutes summor =.= den played racing with glady they all.. supprisingly glady is a gud driver...almost lose to her XD but in the end manage to win her and win another wish :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-4653665039267048249?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4653665039267048249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=4653665039267048249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4653665039267048249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4653665039267048249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/scary-movie.html' title='Scary Movie'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-5618111368613357427</id><published>2009-06-06T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:26:35.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~wee~</title><content type='html'>lol...alone at home for 2days now...relative came here to stay with me for one day...lol...tommorow quiz lu.....prepared to die~ my pc and lappy noob lai de prepare to be thrown away~ my heart aso strange strage de....prepare to fly away~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-5618111368613357427?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5618111368613357427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=5618111368613357427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5618111368613357427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5618111368613357427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/wee.html' title='~wee~'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-8855757458608804503</id><published>2009-06-05T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:29:41.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings for you</title><content type='html'>Lol...This feeling for you, dunno when it started...dont know why it started. I wanted to tell you this but because of somethings that happened i cant.&lt;div&gt;sometime i ask myself what will happen if i really have told you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We might not be friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i get killed by two of your siblings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If what i said will hurt you I promise you this wont come out of my mouth...I will wait...wait till the day you can really accept me, till the day i can just come up to you and say.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-8855757458608804503?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8855757458608804503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=8855757458608804503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8855757458608804503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8855757458608804503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/feelings-for-you.html' title='Feelings for you'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-534348192666377378</id><published>2009-05-30T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T17:12:14.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y O U</title><content type='html'>by the time you read this you have oredy finished ur ss essay.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Given with the seed of Hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving everyone with the kindess of your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the light that covers the darkness of man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know you are special?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the one that they call as the kindest of them all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quietly sitting below the moonlight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under the dark blue sky you said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if the sky will fall i wont leave your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kept in my heart your words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just in my heart will those words live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indefitnately, Continuesly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if the day when you were gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing will be able to take those kindness away from me and from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You shine brighter than the moon in the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unique doesnt define you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elegent is way below you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No One is as special as Y O U.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-534348192666377378?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/534348192666377378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=534348192666377378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/534348192666377378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/534348192666377378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/y-o-u.html' title='Y O U'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-817928384257055191</id><published>2009-05-30T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:39:49.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restart</title><content type='html'>lol...who press the restart button? why my problems that have been solve ages ago came bak one by one? and more complicated then before! oh my god....what to do?? WHAT TO DO?? lets leave it to fate ba...=.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-817928384257055191?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/817928384257055191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=817928384257055191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/817928384257055191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/817928384257055191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/restart.html' title='Restart'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-6949211475838700313</id><published>2009-05-20T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:25:22.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wonderful world of HELP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)Lecturers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;a)Ms Annie khaw- Teaches english, Although nt the best but at least wont fall alsleep in her class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b)Mr. Siva- Teach computing principles, coolest lecturer i seen so far, he is so funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c)Ms Getha- Teaches moral, teaches pretty well i can understand easily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d)Ms Selina Ong- Teaches study skills, fun teacher can communicate with her easily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e)Ms Jasmine- Teaches maths, not the best, but without her i might fail my maths &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heaven and Hell concept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) college is hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) above college(which is all the food stores is) is heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)Layout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) consist of 3areas, main block, Wisma Help, and KPD( i am in main block taking FIA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b)main block is just a long long long corridor.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) no idea what wisma help and kpd looks like :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a)smart dudes pretty gals....whatever you name it you can find it in help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b)SUPER MULTICULTURAL you can hear all kind of language here including Kazak!(main language is english lah....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can i say? i picked this college and i wont regret it...loool but the ppl here are nice though :D great to be frens with them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-6949211475838700313?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6949211475838700313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=6949211475838700313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6949211475838700313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6949211475838700313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/wonderful-world-of-help.html' title='The wonderful world of HELP'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-726401812643414166</id><published>2009-05-19T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:49:58.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sign</title><content type='html'>Well.....the busiest week of my life has juz ended....the event was fun for the committee but not so fun for the guest...college life back to what it is suppose to be again......YAY&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warning: College life is dangerous for lazy people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-726401812643414166?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/726401812643414166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=726401812643414166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/726401812643414166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/726401812643414166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/sign.html' title='The Sign'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-948252112211931494</id><published>2009-04-22T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:36:45.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethings that shouldn't happen</title><content type='html'>  Didn't expect finnaly i able to forget her....suppose to be a good thing...smooth life happy life...then i have to "like" a friend of mine...which we have been friends for about 6years now...she is going to penang soon, i feel like telling her but....well this is a things that should not be happening! so...for our friendship sake....i didnt tell her....&lt;div&gt;  Then there is the overprotective incident....I cant write it here...but if you are one of my friends i guess u should knw what is it....this is the lamest thing that could have happen to a guy....seriously...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  This 2 things seriously shouldn't have happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-948252112211931494?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/948252112211931494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=948252112211931494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/948252112211931494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/948252112211931494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/somethings-that-shouldnt-happen.html' title='Somethings that shouldn&apos;t happen'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-545123486386157078</id><published>2009-04-20T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:05:45.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that happened</title><content type='html'>  Lol didnt touch this blog long time edi....just post something so that it wont be "dead" ...i got my P now...norman taking the test tommorow,things heat up, things cool down....stuff come and stuff goes, freedom gone, happiness gone,sadness worsen and life gone harder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-545123486386157078?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/545123486386157078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=545123486386157078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/545123486386157078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/545123486386157078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-that-happened.html' title='Things that happened'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-912867914292630099</id><published>2009-04-19T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:01:29.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next important thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; lol...meet with my ex yesterday XD said hi to her and i dont feel strange! finally i am able to let go of her!!! YES!!!! alright now on to the next important thing!&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-912867914292630099?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/912867914292630099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=912867914292630099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/912867914292630099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/912867914292630099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/next-important-thing.html' title='Next important thing'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-3014795253562447031</id><published>2009-03-05T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T12:41:08.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dream that i have</title><content type='html'>  Lol..2day i have a very special dream...nt that special actually i have this kind of dream all the time...=.= but this 1 i wan it to happen...i mean really really wan it to happen... I was with my friends in a karaoke room ofcourse with "her". Then We sing some few songs...after awhile the song "给我一首歌的时间" by jay chou is on air....so..i told my friends that i wan to solo this song...they gave me solo....i sing and walked around the kbox room right before the end i stood infront of her....and ask her can you gimme a time of a song, hear my story before you say goodbye....then she say yes...I told her everything i wan to say....and at last she say yes...she stood up and kissed me on my mouth...everyone of my friends was clapping shouting etc...then we went back to our seat...she placed her head on my shoulder i hugged her...then she told me that she have something to tell me too...she told me that actually last time.....RING!!!! then in realilty my phone rings and woke me up.... =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-3014795253562447031?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3014795253562447031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=3014795253562447031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3014795253562447031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3014795253562447031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/dream-that-i-have.html' title='The dream that i have'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-2354538197687510999</id><published>2009-02-18T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:20:57.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Love with you</title><content type='html'>The tears that fall&lt;br /&gt;fall from your gentle eyes&lt;br /&gt;The tears that you shed&lt;br /&gt;is proof that your heart is bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows cause no no one cares&lt;br /&gt;I know is because i care&lt;br /&gt;care about the condition of your heart&lt;br /&gt;care about the happiness of your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows how i feel&lt;br /&gt;No one knows how much i bleed&lt;br /&gt;Including you&lt;br /&gt;Including me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i do&lt;br /&gt;When my heart beated my mind&lt;br /&gt;What can i do&lt;br /&gt;When I am still in love with you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-2354538197687510999?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2354538197687510999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=2354538197687510999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/2354538197687510999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/2354538197687510999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-love-with-you.html' title='In Love with you'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-7581817438354735797</id><published>2009-02-10T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T14:12:15.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Right Thing</title><content type='html'>Decisions are made every day, but you didnt notice it...when you decided to brush your teeth before you wash your face, or to eat the vegies on your plate before you eat your rice..but sometimes it is hard to make decisions...in order to do the right thing which decisions will you make?in the world of love there is no such thing as the right thing...but decisions must still be made...which sep must i take? which way should i go?no one knows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-7581817438354735797?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7581817438354735797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=7581817438354735797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7581817438354735797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7581817438354735797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/right-thing.html' title='The Right Thing'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-3495146264679817895</id><published>2009-01-23T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:20:04.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes</title><content type='html'>Everyone will have at least one mistake...no matter how smart you are,no matter how careful you are,you will always have mistakes,so am I...I did some mistakes that cant be corrected...now nothing can be done....beside sit,think,regret...and hope i will forget this mistake soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-3495146264679817895?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3495146264679817895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=3495146264679817895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3495146264679817895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3495146264679817895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mistakes.html' title='Mistakes'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-7095104805429184212</id><published>2009-01-23T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:57:31.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCLPY season 2 c.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 10:In The End&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Day 15....last day,last chance...today was the cny party, got performace and i am the one in charge of the background music, i screw up few times...cause i was thinking too much...then "she" told me "she" got to go early today...and i panicked...searched despretely for a chance alone with "her" but there was no chance...then "she" told me i got to go now...and suddenly my mind gone blank...i just told her to give me one last chance...she just sighed...and walked away....I guess i know the answer now...In the end the bad guy was me...In the end the only one that love is me...In the end the one that hurt is me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken Melodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The instruments that I played&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The songs i wrote&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The things i did just to make you said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me some broken melody&lt;br /&gt;Told me to make a song&lt;br /&gt;What song will it be known by nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the tunes&lt;br /&gt;I took up the task&lt;br /&gt;In the end i found it was in runes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I used up all melodies&lt;br /&gt;In the end It became a Tragedy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-7095104805429184212?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7095104805429184212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=7095104805429184212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7095104805429184212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7095104805429184212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mclpy-season-2-c10.html' title='MCLPY season 2 c.10'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-79983566319619144</id><published>2009-01-21T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:15:33.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCLPY Season 2 c.9</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 9:Dont think just do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  14th day...today is the rehersal for tommorow's show at my "office".After the rehersal someone called "her" and talked for less then 1minute,but "she" seem happy after talking to that someone...maybe its a guy...maybe i am just thinking too much...oh well...didnt get the chance to tell "her" today...tommorow will be the last day of my work.tommorow will be the last day i see her,tommorow is my last chance to say it...i have to tell myself dont think just do....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-79983566319619144?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/79983566319619144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=79983566319619144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/79983566319619144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/79983566319619144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mclpy-season-2-c9.html' title='MCLPY Season 2 c.9'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-7692845172233502461</id><published>2009-01-21T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T07:20:43.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCLPY season 2 c.8</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 8:My Feelings,Your Feelings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  12th day....Its been 12days since i have been working with "her"....but till now still cant figure out,what should I do,The boss stop nagging me,maybe he is fed up with me,the mysterious girl stopped looking for me,maybe she gave up on me....Everything seems to be back to normal,so it is time to think properly and to act normally."She" finish her work early but "her" transport comes late, so "she" went into the playroom to play lego...I sat infront of "her", "she" seems to be ignoring me again....Does "she" even know how i feel? Can I even ask how "she" feels?I dont know what is "her" feeling,"she" dont know mine...Should I even ask? Should I even tell? What is going to happen if I just leave it there...till the day "she" gone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-7692845172233502461?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7692845172233502461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=7692845172233502461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7692845172233502461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7692845172233502461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mclpy-season-2-c8.html' title='MCLPY season 2 c.8'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-9140910595063498129</id><published>2009-01-15T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T07:08:28.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCLPY season 2 C.7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Chapter 7:The Bad Guy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;  It has been 10days since i work there, during the 7th,8th and 9th day...we get along pretty well, now i am starting to think i might have another chance,but today....someone told me that this was wrong,if i keep going for "her" it will only make "her" sad..So if i keep loving "her" this will only make both of us suffer...Is it really true? Am I doing the wrong thing? Am I really the bad guy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-9140910595063498129?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9140910595063498129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=9140910595063498129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/9140910595063498129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/9140910595063498129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mclpy-season-2-c7.html' title='MCLPY season 2 C.7'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-623954026072768376</id><published>2009-01-14T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T08:24:17.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCLPY season 2 C.6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter 6:Songs and feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Day 6, well needless to say today i was expecting something special, but all i get is a paperwork with "her", a perfect time to tell "her" how i feel and i just chickened out...Instead we talked about songs and feelings, I hear songs by its lyrics and feelings, "She" hear songs by it music and its feelings. Today i went to lunch and i found one of my classmate also works nearby so we went for lunch, she asked me how am I with "her". I told him that i dont even have a clue of what is going on, she encourage me and tell me not to give up. She even told me if I just tell her how i feel it is already the best I can do. And so, I hear a song over and over again...Planning,hearing and feeling to the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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/7873205234950576626-623954026072768376?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/623954026072768376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=623954026072768376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/623954026072768376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/623954026072768376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mclpy-season-2-c6.html' title='MCLPY season 2 C.6'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-6708857879643157258</id><published>2009-01-14T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T08:15:48.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCLPY season 2 C.5</title><content type='html'> &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter 5:Time Limit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Day 5, Today I think it will be just an ordinary day...working dreaming....then after my 1st session boss told me to help "her" in "her" work, so i just do as he says....I helped out and when "she" is doing "her" job, "she" seems to be more attractive then usual, after we finish the job i went to have lunch and came back, "she" told me that she is going to resign and going to leave her jobs to me, i tried to persuade her not to go, but "she" told me "she" needs to get a certificate of english or something like that...my heart just dropped, now, it is not to sit and think, it is the time to act,to race against time, to find her heart, to do something before the time limit ends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-6708857879643157258?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6708857879643157258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=6708857879643157258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6708857879643157258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6708857879643157258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mclpy-season-2-c5.html' title='MCLPY season 2 C.5'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-7028321225288540874</id><published>2009-01-14T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T07:27:22.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCLPY season 2 C.4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter 4: So Close yet So Far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Day 4 of my work....Starting to get used to controlling the kids...same as always i went to work and went home during my break...after that i went back to the "office". "She" sms me and tell me to come faster as there is no one at the "office" and "she" needs me to take care of our "project". So when i reach at the top "she" told me that my "client" complained about me and she laughed...we talked for awhile before "her" dad called and she went home. That night i called her and we talked for 3minutes or less..the feeling was close....but also far...I feel that she still love me...but also denying me...The feeling is just like so close...yet...so far....&lt;/div&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/7873205234950576626-7028321225288540874?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7028321225288540874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=7028321225288540874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7028321225288540874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/7028321225288540874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mclpy-season-2-c4.html' title='MCLPY season 2 C.4'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-6555838723740826150</id><published>2009-01-10T07:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T07:11:19.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCLPY Season 2 C.3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter 3:Comfirmation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  Day 3,Still struggling to figure out which should i pick,today i decided to go home instead of staying at the "office" and when i return to the "office" "she" is already gone...so i just continued my work...i went home after work and i didnt talk to "her" or even smsed "her".. I am starting to think "she" is avoiding me after i wrote that sms  last time...Then I asked myself why do I still even cared about "her" feeling, that is when i confirm that the one I love is her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-6555838723740826150?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6555838723740826150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=6555838723740826150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6555838723740826150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6555838723740826150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mclpy-season-2-c3.html' title='MCLPY Season 2 C.3'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-4101290980752181468</id><published>2009-01-09T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T06:42:19.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCLPY Season 2 C.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter 2: Second thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Day 2 of my job, still feel abit unsual and got a 2nd session i need to do in the "office". Saw "her" inside the glass window room again, the feeling is getting stronger and stronger, still trying to confrim wheather i still love "her" or not and the boss is still nagging me about my relationship with "her". after my 1st session i have 3hour to spare so i go to mamak and eat, after that  i went to a cyber cafe nearby to spend my time...after that i went back to the "office"  i was thinking about the issue, "she" run pass me and said bye before i even notice her,i said bye to "her" as soon as i notice "her" but i doubt that "she" heard me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   After work i went to pasar malam with my friends,same as yesterday i start to think of "her" but today there is another person on my mind which is the form 4 girl...my friends told me to forget "her" and go for the form 4 girl, but i have learnt my leason(from season one). Friends advice can only stay as advice the final desicion will be made by me and only me. There is many reasons why i should just forget "her" and also many reasons why i should go for the form 4 girl...And so it seems i have second thoughts again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-4101290980752181468?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4101290980752181468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=4101290980752181468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4101290980752181468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4101290980752181468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mclpy-season-2-c2.html' title='MCLPY Season 2 C.2'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-5137757437723473117</id><published>2009-01-09T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T06:36:00.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCLPY Season 2 C.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter 1:Back To Square One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;  The start of a new year,new life,new hope,new goals,everything was seems to be brighter than usual. One day I found out i am almost broke, I go and apply for a job at TGV but no reply, then "she" suddenly sms me and asking wheather am i interested to work at her shall we say "office"? "she" is actually the girl of my dreams, but in season 1 i already got a final answer which is "only be friends" and "last answer". And before the new year i taught i already forgotten her, so i accepted the job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  At the "office", there is a friendly boss, this is my first day and he seems to treat me well, one thing annoys me though he always seems to keep ask me about my relationship with "her" i deny it ofcourse. Then i saw her working inside a room with a glass window.And i found out i still got feel for her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  After work I went swimming with my friends, after that i went with them to a nearby mamak store to have dinner...the whole day i was thinking of "her". Then at the mamak store A friend of mine which is form 4 smsed me and ask me who do i like. Then only i found out she have feelings for me...doubts start to play game with my mind again....Just when i taught everything is over....Just when i taught i dont love "her"...Just when i taught no one will love me.everything starts over and I am back to square one....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-5137757437723473117?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5137757437723473117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=5137757437723473117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5137757437723473117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5137757437723473117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mclpy-season-2_09.html' title='MCLPY Season 2 C.1'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1410568166242925514</id><published>2009-01-09T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:17:52.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCLPY season 2</title><content type='html'> Everything was suppose to end last year...Who would have taught...MCLPY season 2 is here...same characters from season 1 with some new faces! Last season was at smkbbsl this time it is at a "office". Will MC get PY? Or MC will take a mysterious new girl? Will this be the last season? Will it be the shortest season...Same as always full of mysteries and questions ready to be solved...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-1410568166242925514?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1410568166242925514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=1410568166242925514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1410568166242925514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1410568166242925514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mclpy-season-2.html' title='MCLPY season 2'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-8956712354945946244</id><published>2009-01-08T07:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:28:09.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problematic year</title><content type='html'>  Haiz....last year was already full of problems...this year few more problems came into my life and some of those which is suppose to be solved during last year came back again....think alot...worry alot...solving little...maybe it is time to solve every problem i have....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-8956712354945946244?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8956712354945946244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=8956712354945946244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8956712354945946244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/8956712354945946244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/problematic-year.html' title='Problematic year'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-381169287051927849</id><published>2009-01-07T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:11:18.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worrywhat</title><content type='html'>  Lol today i found out that i am a guy that worries alot...maybe is the reason that i think too much...its sucks to think and worry that much...and today i worry that about something that should i do or not...and i end up doing it in a different way...WHAT AM I DOING???? Shit....&gt;.&lt; mostly "she" will think i am a physcho,my boss think i am a wimp...the kids i work with think i am dumb...oh my god...what have i gotten myself into??? @.@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-381169287051927849?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/381169287051927849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=381169287051927849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/381169287051927849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/381169287051927849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/worrywhat.html' title='Worrywhat'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1300178117242375395</id><published>2009-01-05T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:11:35.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Feeling is Back</title><content type='html'>  1st day of work....1 kid is kinda little but can be handled, but i see her today again...the feeling is back...and  i dont know how long i can hold on...i love her...i want to be with her...i dont want her to be sad...haiz...i dont know what i can do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Back'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1091447762173925118</id><published>2008-12-31T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:41:21.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night Before New year</title><content type='html'>  This is the night....I hope next year will be better then this...many things happen,bad things, sad things...Love,family,finance....at least i hope one of this will be better next year...hopefully&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-1091447762173925118?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-3330061212888744262</id><published>2008-12-30T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:23:49.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Soulmate</title><content type='html'>Winter comes every year&lt;div&gt;And everytime it comes someone was there with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of her its you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning till night you stay with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the day we die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never apart as we are soulmates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You complete me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone knows it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone accept you as my only soulmate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-3330061212888744262?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3330061212888744262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=3330061212888744262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3330061212888744262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3330061212888744262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/soulmate.html' title='The Soulmate'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-8387765425138913395</id><published>2008-12-28T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:02:23.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Clown's Frown</title><content type='html'>They juggle &lt;div&gt;They meddle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They make you laugh till you cant even fiddle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone thinks they are happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone thinks they are funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no one knows what lies under their smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving joy to us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honking their nose to make us laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spray water with their flower to get our attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never asked for our compliments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never show how trully he feels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never let us cry infront of him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside of him is sorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we laugh at him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we bully him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes even hit him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he still smile despite all that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he still make us laugh ignoring all of that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never judge a book by its cover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As it appereance may differ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never judge a clown by its smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As under the smile maybe a frown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-8387765425138913395?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-7953702924035082498</id><published>2008-12-28T06:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T06:48:24.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas at japan</title><content type='html'>Japan, tokyo...once i taught it is  a busy city but now...lol i just write it down in a note form&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)Tokyo weather during xmas=Free aircond throughout the city~ bad thing is you cant control the temperature :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Tokyo population=Malaysia population =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)Disneyland condition=Magical,romantic...one of the thing i hate most =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)Products=insanely expensive 100yen=rm4...1 can of coke cost 150yen=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5)People at tokyo=if you are their customer they treat you like royalty,if you work for them they treat you like salves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6)space=its small....seriously one restaurant can oni fit about 10-18ppl...i hit my head on the ceiling twice =.= not for tall people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7)shopping=paradise for shoppingholic,worst then hell for your wallet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;conclusion, tokyo is a romatic place...its perfect for couples to spend their holidays there,recomended places are tokyo bay and disneyland...i am not joking disneyland seriously is romantic err...disneysea in the disneyland is romantic i duno about the others...the whole trip i was babysitting 5children...every single day i think of her..hoping that she will be by my side :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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japan'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1678835749196757287</id><published>2008-12-19T07:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:27:57.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five</title><content type='html'>Once i fell in love with you&lt;div&gt;Twice i have been together with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytimes starts with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytimes ends with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twice it happens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thrice it ends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is happening to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For once i belive that you will love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For twice i tried to forget you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything of you i remembered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyting of mine you've broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For what reason for me to love you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone tried to like me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also liked her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i cant be with her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant have her in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant have me in yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do i still even care about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its christmas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the season to love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the season to wish,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the time to give gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the time to spend my time away from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surely i will get something for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you get something for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i am back from there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont wish for anything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont want any stupid gifts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i want is for you to be with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what i want for christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is what i want to give you for your christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you willing to accept?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so it starts from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One just want to care for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two just want to love you more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three just want you to be just a little bit happier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Four i want you to be mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Five all you need to do is say yes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-1678835749196757287?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1678835749196757287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=1678835749196757287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1678835749196757287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1678835749196757287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/five.html' title='Five'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-3010905828016426512</id><published>2008-12-18T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:42:24.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant do it</title><content type='html'>   haiz....i cant do it...i liked a girl but i still love the old one...i dont want to hurt anyone end up hurting my ownself...i dont want to love someone but i keep loving her, i wan to love the one i like but i cant...i i dont want this to happen but it happen...haiz....what to do? WHAT TO DO????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-3010905828016426512?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3010905828016426512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=3010905828016426512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3010905828016426512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3010905828016426512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-do-it.html' title='I cant do it'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-3323292035280439300</id><published>2008-12-15T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:43:42.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exist in my heart</title><content type='html'>As long as time was created&lt;div&gt;Nothing i have seen is as beautiful as you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna make you my lover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though you say no,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving you just the way you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you say you dont need love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not now not ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now i can only say i love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only just to make you love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only just to feel being loved by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing can replace "her" i know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to put her behind me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall put you next to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have to give you my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside you there is a glass heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As small as a grain of sand,as precious as life itself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only me will be able to protect it, to care for it, to love it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;West is the where the sun sets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;East is where the sun rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my heart is where you are going to exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-3323292035280439300?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3323292035280439300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=3323292035280439300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3323292035280439300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/3323292035280439300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/bad-girl.html' title='Exist in my heart'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-4343214370582658356</id><published>2008-12-15T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:50:13.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will You</title><content type='html'>What if the sky will fall and no one is there to protect you&lt;div&gt;What if the gods and goddess of nature only spare the life of few&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you look for me for protection?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you look for me for directions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if you watched a comedy and laughed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if you watched a tragedy and cried?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you wish you laugh by my side?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you wish I were there when you cried?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if he dumped you for another?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if he and you cant go any futher?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you wish that i am by your side to comfort you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you wish that i am there just to love you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if I say i love you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if I say i care for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you do the same for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you laugh for only me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you cry for only me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you give you love just for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-4343214370582658356?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4343214370582658356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=4343214370582658356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4343214370582658356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/4343214370582658356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/will-you.html' title='Will You'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-1118912858397189574</id><published>2008-12-15T07:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:20:45.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chirstmas wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Christmas is coming again....last year i spent my chirstmas at home.This year i will be spending it with my family+3 other family to japan...fun right? actually no.=.= in my family got 5people going which include my dad,mum,sis,grandma and me,everyone of them have a friend going along beside me,that is not a  big deal right? yeah you are right, try going there with 5-8kids and you being the babysitter how do you feel about that? The worst of all is i am suppose to spend my christmas eve and my christmas at disneyland! Well at least i can return to my childhood days....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Every year i also have a christmas wish,last year i wish for a basketball shoes and i really got 1. But this year the wish is kinda impposible that it will become reality, i am not going to write what is it..But i guess you all should have a faint idea of what am i wishing. So? what is your chirstmas wish for this year? whatever it is i hope that it will come true....Merry chirstmas everyone~ :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-1118912858397189574?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1118912858397189574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=1118912858397189574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1118912858397189574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/1118912858397189574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/chirstmas-wish.html' title='Chirstmas wish'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-5438854667026874545</id><published>2008-12-14T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:57:08.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgeting</title><content type='html'>  The mind need space to remember,you need to forget something to remember new ones. Sometimes we remember something that we dont want to remember...i will list down the stuff i want to forget in here, hope that this will save my memory here but forgeting it in the real life.&lt;div&gt;1)her hp number-016-3x3xxx3(cant post this here =P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)her favorite food-spaghetti,M&amp;amp;M original&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)her favorite bubble tea flavor-peach,honeydew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)her hobby-reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5)she likes to shop for accesorries,books and cds but not clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6)she dont like to wear dress/skirt(but saw her wear that day to jusco hm...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7)the 1st store i went with her alone-living cabin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8)her birthday-30 dec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9)the date where she go out with me alone-29th march(only to buy a friends present =.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10)the words she said i love to hear most- F M C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11)the we watched alone-ah long pte ltd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12)the place where we eat our lunch together alone-tepanyaki the 3rd table from the front door to the right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13)the day where i spend 30minutes alone with her at the library -7th august(also the date where my phone 1st "kena rampas")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14)her favorite colour-white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15)her favorite songs-i swear,nan ren nu ren,xia yi ge tian liang,love tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16)Everything that i did for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and 17)everything she did to me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-5438854667026874545?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5438854667026874545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=5438854667026874545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5438854667026874545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/5438854667026874545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/forgeting.html' title='Forgeting'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7873205234950576626.post-6398095338541499218</id><published>2008-12-13T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:39:27.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffering</title><content type='html'> Haiz....since the day i have a crush on you i suffer, during we were couples i still suffer,when we broke up also i am the one who suffer,then you told me you will gimme an answer after spm, before and during spm i still suffer. i hope that after spm you will gimme something to smile about, and all i get is "i juz wanna be frens,this is my last answer." now i still suffer.I am bored of hearing "just wanna be friends". i  am hurt to hear "this is my last answer". I am tired of loving you. I am suffering just to forget you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7873205234950576626-6398095338541499218?l=lastheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6398095338541499218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7873205234950576626&amp;postID=6398095338541499218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6398095338541499218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7873205234950576626/posts/default/6398095338541499218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/suffering.html' title='Suffering'/><author><name>RyanFMC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836489225323945567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXdWcfrp67I/Sjl-cMBMycI/AAAAAAAAACI/62UPpu6uMYQ/S220/DSC00369.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
