<?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-30393056</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:29:47.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>theINGgirls</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-6306935847813905660</id><published>2010-02-24T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T01:11:52.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2010. &amp;amp; we're all turning, or have already turned 21.&lt;div&gt;Whatever happened to the promise that we'll live together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the 2 of you.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Qing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-6306935847813905660?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/6306935847813905660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=6306935847813905660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6306935847813905660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6306935847813905660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>Qing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510009445322342571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HMY4777WHk/S4LzQoCev_I/AAAAAAAABBY/yjztlBV9cTc/S220/princessqing_avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-8675145692491573652</id><published>2009-09-06T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:04:47.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>qing 'force' me to blog.&lt;br /&gt;and so im here(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing:EH auntie, that time i ask you out to sentosa with her ,you DONTWANT!!!&lt;br /&gt;now your turn to fix a date.&lt;br /&gt;not like you dont have her no.(: Thank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i also dont know what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;ms kwa ps me for sentosa! T.T&lt;br /&gt;i want to 'bbq' myself !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw,im on hols till 22sept.&lt;br /&gt;if you want to date me,hurry(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and stop flooding me with that MAOMAO thingy.&lt;br /&gt;*BISH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-8675145692491573652?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/8675145692491573652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=8675145692491573652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/8675145692491573652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/8675145692491573652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2009/09/qing-force-me-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-5822646499351365397</id><published>2009-09-04T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:19:10.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m233/sandykwa/PeilingCindyme.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday love,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know if you'll ever get to see this. But still, I do hope you had an enjoyable day. Looking back. I think this is the 2nd year whereby ING's were not able to celebrate our birthdays together?&lt;div&gt;Wonder if we'll ever get to celebrate together again. I don't know what or why. We're all not talking anymore. Really hoping that we'll all be able to sit down together &amp;amp; talk about all that we used to go through together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back, we've all grown up alot since we first met. Been through so much together along the way. Be it good or bad, we've all passed through it. But why isit that we can't seem to get through this little hurdle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets just hope that there will be a day to come where we will all be together again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;xoxo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Qing&lt;/b&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/30393056-5822646499351365397?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/5822646499351365397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=5822646499351365397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/5822646499351365397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/5822646499351365397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-love-dont-know-if-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>Qing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510009445322342571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HMY4777WHk/S4LzQoCev_I/AAAAAAAABBY/yjztlBV9cTc/S220/princessqing_avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-5216412467878575162</id><published>2009-07-24T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:57:36.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QING I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the misunderstanding..&lt;br /&gt;you not only do my note but also give me another to do.&lt;br /&gt;AWWW,I &lt;3 YOU luh.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;if you're a guy, i married you.LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-5216412467878575162?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/5216412467878575162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=5216412467878575162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/5216412467878575162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/5216412467878575162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2009/07/qing-i-love-you-sorry-for.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-7099837364362996181</id><published>2009-07-24T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:25:04.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM BORED.IM COLD.IM GRUMPY.IM WHINEY.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;and qing just refuse to entertain me:(&lt;br /&gt;ok,im like suppose to be working now luh.&lt;br /&gt;but then,there's like nothing much for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;and work isnt in the least appealing...at least to me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe,if whitey will here...things will be better.&lt;br /&gt;i can at least play game or continue with mich present.&lt;br /&gt;this laopok lappy that i use now is like so lag.&lt;br /&gt;ancient year old.&lt;br /&gt;it lag when i play games:(&lt;br /&gt;depriving me of one more thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;there's food in the office that abby brought back.&lt;br /&gt;yummilicious but im full:(&lt;br /&gt;also cant eat.&lt;br /&gt;it's from some shop call Goldilock in philippine.&lt;br /&gt;apparently it's quite famous there as they got lot of chain store.&lt;br /&gt;bertram check it out just now.&lt;br /&gt;oh well,goldilock remind me of the 3 bear.&lt;br /&gt;hah and just nice there's 3 of us here?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be baby bear...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just in my crappy mood now and this is going to be a crappy post.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help it cause im bored.&lt;br /&gt;and since i own 1/3 of here...i can crap here.&lt;br /&gt;back to qing...&lt;br /&gt;she just refuse to do my quiz.depriving me of one more thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;which is to do back the quiz to her:(&lt;br /&gt;so mean right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*run to a corner and emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh,so when are we mtg up?&lt;br /&gt;im only free on mon and fri night other than weekend..&lt;br /&gt;unless mid aug.think im quitting around that time.&lt;br /&gt;i want go sentosa!!!i want go sentosa!!!i want go sentosa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;end here till im bored again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-7099837364362996181?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/7099837364362996181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=7099837364362996181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7099837364362996181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7099837364362996181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-7910035567579911061</id><published>2009-06-19T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T02:29:53.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah lor.. MISS NG. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa Sandykwa &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&gt;&lt;div&gt;100 times already MISS NG. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See I'm such a good student right. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-7910035567579911061?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/7910035567579911061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=7910035567579911061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7910035567579911061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7910035567579911061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2009/06/yeah-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>Qing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510009445322342571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HMY4777WHk/S4LzQoCev_I/AAAAAAAABBY/yjztlBV9cTc/S220/princessqing_avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-2612014269544510820</id><published>2009-06-08T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:06:15.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>walau eh.&lt;br /&gt;what ms ng.&lt;br /&gt;you think you my student ar?LOL&lt;br /&gt;go and copy your name 100 time.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;hao luh,dont disturb you.&lt;br /&gt;i cant upload:(&lt;br /&gt;no card reader.&lt;br /&gt;anyway ,settle the date with ying soon...&lt;br /&gt;if you get what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-2612014269544510820?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/2612014269544510820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=2612014269544510820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/2612014269544510820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/2612014269544510820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2009/06/walau-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-7380740964323539892</id><published>2009-05-29T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:39:17.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Miss Ng!&lt;div&gt;Can you please upload the pics we took &amp;amp; send me???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or you wanna blog abit here &amp;amp; post the pics? &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-7380740964323539892?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/7380740964323539892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=7380740964323539892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7380740964323539892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7380740964323539892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-miss-ng-can-you-please-upload-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>Qing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510009445322342571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HMY4777WHk/S4LzQoCev_I/AAAAAAAABBY/yjztlBV9cTc/S220/princessqing_avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-2598639383969508344</id><published>2009-05-05T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:50:59.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking back at all the plans we all mad..&lt;br /&gt;One can't help but feel upset &amp;amp; puzzled as to what exactly happened.&lt;br /&gt;It's such a waste, really.&lt;br /&gt;We're like only 1 year away from turning 21&lt;br /&gt;But yet some of us are not on talking terms anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the only thing I can do is just live in the happy memories which we once had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times we all had together.&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging out &amp;amp; playing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Not having to say one word but we know what each other is thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;Being there for one another when we're down.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we have that anymore?&lt;br /&gt;All of us are at fault when a friendship goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But the question is..&lt;br /&gt;Are learning from the mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; are we willing to rectify it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Meetup in June if possible please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-2598639383969508344?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/2598639383969508344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=2598639383969508344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/2598639383969508344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/2598639383969508344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2009/05/looking-back-at-all-plans-we-all-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Qing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510009445322342571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HMY4777WHk/S4LzQoCev_I/AAAAAAAABBY/yjztlBV9cTc/S220/princessqing_avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-5782848441102405405</id><published>2009-05-05T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T01:55:24.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>talking to qing online.&lt;br /&gt;talk bout here.&lt;br /&gt;no one came here anymore, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;qing say she's been reading through the archive.&lt;br /&gt;and it's kinda emo.&lt;br /&gt;it's so long ago when we say we want to live together.&lt;br /&gt;and soon,all of us gonna hit 21.&lt;br /&gt;things happen.people changed.&lt;br /&gt;though till now i still dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;how good can it be to go back to the best.&lt;br /&gt;when's the 3 of us uber close.&lt;br /&gt;now everyone's like busy with our own life,school,work etc.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the time we spent together.&lt;br /&gt;without either one,it's just so different.&lt;br /&gt;like an incomplete puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;though i still went out with each of you.&lt;br /&gt;it's just different.&lt;br /&gt;time check :1.52am.&lt;br /&gt;and im still blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some quiet time by myself.&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june meet up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-5782848441102405405?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/5782848441102405405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>it's broken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-2201919651495878891?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/2201919651495878891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=2201919651495878891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/2201919651495878891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/2201919651495878891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-broken.html' 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BIRTHDAY QING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-5005443319991170860?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/5005443319991170860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=5005443319991170860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/5005443319991170860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/5005443319991170860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-qing.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-5947502533145899901</id><published>2009-01-26T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T03:57:05.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;just thought i update here.&lt;br /&gt;just to revive it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-5947502533145899901?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/5947502533145899901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant we start afresh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-4632093793468412080?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/4632093793468412080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=4632093793468412080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/4632093793468412080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/4632093793468412080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2009/01/cant-we-start-afresh-ling.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-292959202028882849</id><published>2009-01-07T00:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:33:34.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;弦子 - 舍不得&lt;br /&gt;第一次你陪我坐着&lt;br /&gt;我的手心是空空的&lt;br /&gt;我知道那些简讯声你努力藏著&lt;br /&gt;还怕我难过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不追问到底为什么&lt;br /&gt;是我最后的温柔&lt;br /&gt;想笑着附和说分开是好的&lt;br /&gt;但我们却怎么一起哭了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我舍不得&lt;br /&gt;可是时间回不去了&lt;br /&gt;爱你很值得&lt;br /&gt;只是该停了&lt;br /&gt;没有我你要好好的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我舍不得&lt;br /&gt;最后一次抱紧你了&lt;br /&gt;我们错过的&lt;br /&gt;错了就错了&lt;br /&gt;不用担心我&lt;br /&gt;我不爱你了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至少你记忆里的我是微笑的&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的 有你牵著我的那些日子&lt;br /&gt;真的好快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我舍不得&lt;br /&gt;可是时间回不去了&lt;br /&gt;爱你很值得&lt;br /&gt;只是该停了&lt;br /&gt;没有我你要好好的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我舍不得&lt;br /&gt;最后一次抱紧你了&lt;br /&gt;我们错过的&lt;br /&gt;错了就错了&lt;br /&gt;不用担心我&lt;br /&gt;..我..走..了..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ths is how i feel bout you.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we are uber close now.&lt;br /&gt;but im afraid.&lt;br /&gt;this wont last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-292959202028882849?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/292959202028882849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=292959202028882849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-6358794977642641565?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/6358794977642641565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=6358794977642641565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6358794977642641565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6358794977642641565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-7096779258087230212</id><published>2008-12-13T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:07:44.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you're so distant now.&lt;br /&gt;the changes is so insignificant that i dint realise.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i do so.&lt;br /&gt;it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;everything is too late now.&lt;br /&gt;for us to turn back.&lt;br /&gt;what's gone cant be revive.&lt;br /&gt;am i right.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i do.&lt;br /&gt;you're long gone.&lt;br /&gt;out of my grips.&lt;br /&gt;out of my glimpse.&lt;br /&gt;why did the realisation come so late.&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;if only.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;i dint lose you at all.&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont even have you in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forbidden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-7096779258087230212?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/7096779258087230212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=7096779258087230212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7096779258087230212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7096779258087230212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/12/youre-so-distant-now.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-6841188961584071328</id><published>2008-10-31T10:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:38:24.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>叶堆积了好几层 而我踩过青春 听见 前世谁在泪语纷纷 &lt;strong&gt;一次缘份结一次绳 我今生还在等&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;一世 就只能有一次的 认真&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;确认过眼神 我遇上对的人&lt;/strong&gt; 我挥剑转身 而鲜血如红唇 前朝记忆渡红尘 &lt;strong&gt;伤人的不是刀刃 是你转世而来的魂&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;确认过眼神 我遇上对的人&lt;/strong&gt; 我策马出征 马蹄声如泪奔 青石板上的月光照进这山城 我一路的跟 你轮回声 &lt;strong&gt;我对你用情极深&lt;/strong&gt; 洛阳城旁的老树根 像回忆般延伸 你问 经过是谁的心跳声 我拿醇酒一坛饮恨 &lt;strong&gt;你那千年眼神 是我 醉醉坠入赤壁的 伤痕 确认过眼神 我遇上对的人&lt;/strong&gt; 我挥剑转身 而鲜血如红唇 前朝记忆渡红尘 &lt;strong&gt;伤人的不是刀刃 是你转世而来的魂 确认过眼神 我遇上对的人&lt;/strong&gt; 我策马出征 马蹄声如泪奔 青石板上的月光照进这山城 我一路的跟 你轮回声 我对你用情极深&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-6841188961584071328?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/6841188961584071328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=6841188961584071328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6841188961584071328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6841188961584071328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/10/ling.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-1928253342942766150</id><published>2008-10-19T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:01:02.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;miss walking under the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;miss chatting with you bout anything under the moon.&lt;br /&gt;miss the way you try to persuade me to acc. you eat.&lt;br /&gt;miss the way we walk as though the road belong to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont bring me to heaven if you intend to drop me at the peak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-1928253342942766150?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/1928253342942766150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=1928253342942766150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/1928253342942766150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/1928253342942766150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-7959739301617377380</id><published>2008-10-03T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T01:28:55.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mai gek gek.&lt;br /&gt;sad.&lt;br /&gt;i go emo one corner liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-emo-ing in process-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-7959739301617377380?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/7959739301617377380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=7959739301617377380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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T.T&lt;br /&gt;Lingling mlx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qing-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-4900130951771805824?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/4900130951771805824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=4900130951771805824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/4900130951771805824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/4900130951771805824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-i-where-got-cheat-your-feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>Qing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510009445322342571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HMY4777WHk/S4LzQoCev_I/AAAAAAAABBY/yjztlBV9cTc/S220/princessqing_avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-4753794092911409180</id><published>2008-09-24T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T12:18:23.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m233/sandykwa/CindyPeiling.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m233/sandykwa/PeilingCindyme.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m233/sandykwa/DSC00321.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m233/sandykwa/DSC00345.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m233/sandykwa/DSC00376.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m233/sandykwa/DSC01058.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m233/sandykwa/DSC02968.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m233/sandykwa/DSC03107.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m233/sandykwa/DSC03108.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m233/sandykwa/INGs.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;QING-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-4753794092911409180?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/4753794092911409180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=4753794092911409180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/4753794092911409180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/4753794092911409180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/09/qing.html' title=''/><author><name>Qing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510009445322342571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HMY4777WHk/S4LzQoCev_I/AAAAAAAABBY/yjztlBV9cTc/S220/princessqing_avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-3406933427762913611</id><published>2008-09-23T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:13:52.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QING CHEAT MY FEELING):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-3406933427762913611?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/3406933427762913611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=3406933427762913611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/3406933427762913611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/3406933427762913611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/09/qing-cheat-my-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-4164353530292033778</id><published>2008-09-21T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T00:12:30.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he's back and im GLAD(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;im tired now.&lt;br /&gt;trying to be high...but failed.&lt;br /&gt;but but but.&lt;br /&gt;HE's BACK(:&lt;br /&gt;like FINALLY(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling's a happy girl cause he's back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-4164353530292033778?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/4164353530292033778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=4164353530292033778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/4164353530292033778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/4164353530292033778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/09/hes-back-and-im-glad-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-7635680394799918117</id><published>2008-09-11T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T12:40:23.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEH.&lt;br /&gt;testing testing.&lt;br /&gt;i just added this to my acc. so i can blog when i sign into my own acc.&lt;br /&gt;beeen a pretty long time since i came here.&lt;br /&gt;almost forgot bout here if qing dint remind me.&lt;br /&gt;it seems so deserted.so unwanted here.&lt;br /&gt;like everyone forget bout here.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;this blog is just for the 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;no one seems to come here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's matters no more.&lt;br /&gt;then i wonder why is the blog still here.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;im crapping.&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;skipped lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;just ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-7635680394799918117?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/7635680394799918117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=7635680394799918117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7635680394799918117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7635680394799918117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/09/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaofish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240443422499756817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-798550928607430979</id><published>2008-09-03T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:57:56.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 19th Birthday to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether you'll see this or not.&lt;br /&gt;But just to let you know.. I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the times we all go out and play.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times we go crazy together.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish we could turn back time and go back to last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll revive this blog soon. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Qing-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-798550928607430979?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/798550928607430979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=798550928607430979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/798550928607430979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/798550928607430979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-19th-birthday-to-ying.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-7072859329219552332</id><published>2008-06-21T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:37:39.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometime i wonder is it a mistake&lt;br /&gt;but then i realise nothing is a mistake&lt;br /&gt;everything is pre-destined&lt;br /&gt;it's just how we look at it&lt;br /&gt;other times,im bewildered&lt;br /&gt;how come people who used to be so close can become perfect stranger.&lt;br /&gt;from meeting each other everyday and never get tired.&lt;br /&gt;to slowly drifting away and loseing all contacts.&lt;br /&gt;i was never a believer of absence makes the heart fonder.&lt;br /&gt;but more towards friendship fades with time without contact.&lt;br /&gt;just a sms or call is better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;sometime,i do wonder.what's the point in labelling each others bestie if you never get a response.&lt;br /&gt;no one will call/sms if there's nothing on.&lt;br /&gt;if there's a call/sms,it's just simply that i need someone to be with me and i hope i can count on you friend.&lt;br /&gt;but apparently this dont seems to be the case.&lt;br /&gt;i felt that friendship is a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;with action being reflected&lt;br /&gt;it's just doesnt felt so real when you called me bestie.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how true it is when i felt so distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-7072859329219552332?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/7072859329219552332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=7072859329219552332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7072859329219552332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7072859329219552332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/06/sometime-i-wonder-is-it-mistake-but.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-9012576386983217559</id><published>2008-05-20T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T16:00:48.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tried</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:300%;"&gt;I tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Qing-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-9012576386983217559?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/9012576386983217559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=9012576386983217559' 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/&gt;im tired now and my eye felt like closing.&lt;br /&gt;omg.and there's church tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;what am i doing here???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;nono.&lt;br /&gt;the word should be restless.&lt;br /&gt;^&amp;amp;*$#^&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;#E$&amp;amp;$#^&amp;amp;&amp;amp;*%^&amp;amp;#$#~#&lt;br /&gt;ok and im bored.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should really go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very tired grumpy LING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-2963261665552767330?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/2963261665552767330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LING LOVES SALTY POPCORN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-1511551034400543936?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/1511551034400543936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=1511551034400543936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/1511551034400543936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/1511551034400543936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/03/ling-loves-salty-popcorn.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-343120950453641956</id><published>2008-03-15T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:04:26.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can my dreams ever come true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't wait for the day we all meet up again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-343120950453641956?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-2257745312077433693</id><published>2008-03-11T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T02:01:57.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think it's time to re-evaluate everything.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all these were never meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving up because I'm really God damned fucking tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-2257745312077433693?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/2257745312077433693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>the anxiety is eating me from within.&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;to still be suffering is stupid after all of this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-6359615637667239403?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/6359615637667239403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=6359615637667239403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6359615637667239403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6359615637667239403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/03/anxiety-is-eating-me-from-within.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-5839403751492009239</id><published>2008-03-02T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T00:10:51.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes,i changed.&lt;br /&gt;for the better or worse.that's not for me to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i start?&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just try by answering the question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, have it occurs to you how tired i may be after a day in school?&lt;br /&gt;and knowing that we will ended up walking around in cwp for few hours doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i prefer to catch up on my sleep as my eyes are on the blink of closing&lt;br /&gt;dont you realise how restless i am?&lt;br /&gt;or instead of walking around,we will just sit down at some cafe.&lt;br /&gt;and sad to say,it seems we run out of topic to talk about.do you realise we are just wasting time.maybe the words im using are too harsh...but ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry im not the best person you can find to call. i maybe a good listener at times.but not when im having problems of my own and stuff...i dont know how to express it but ya...i can listen but dont ask me for comments.seriously,it's the problems of the adult and like i say again no point feeling bother or what over that.things will work out on it's own.and i dont see the reason to cry over it.you should know how i felt bout people crying.and i told you before,i will hang up most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously,i just cant trust anyone enough.it's not your problem or any other people.the problems just lies with me.sometime i dint even tell cin,though i know her for so long.im not the type to trust.this problem lie with me as i re-emphasized.it's just me.and ya,i dont really like telling my stuff to people cause i tried before and it ended up with others knowing.or even telling me...that so and so say you blah blah blah and ask me not to tell you etc etc.been in too many type of similar situation that i dont dare.seriously.to confide in anyone.too many time many broke my trust.the best thing anyone can do when anything negative happen is dont ask.when i felt like telling.i will.if not .ya.just dont ask.and by the way,sometime there's things bout me you dont tell me also...am i right in saying that?when you told other people about your mm...thoughts...bout me?how do you think i feel when i know you talk to other people bout me.dont blame or suspect who tell me.cause i can feel and ya.&lt;br /&gt;knowing that you tell people about me instead of me myself.how do you expect me to actually tell you?how sure can i be you will not tell others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YES i dont take initiative to ask people out.it's not only you.so ya.so do you realise we have lunch every other weeks.i dont see how having lunch can bond our friendship or something.sometime,it's just the heart thingy...there's people i never met for ages and yet know i can count on them whenever something happen or so.like you say,i rather spend time with people i met everyday,but if you realise,it's either on birthdays or sending off of someone...or rather just going home together cause we work at the same place.we dont need to specially meet up if you get my point.maybe,we went for lunch at cwp but it's those shun lu kinda things.so ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder did i miss out anything.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps,we just need some time to cool off.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-5839403751492009239?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/5839403751492009239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=5839403751492009239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/5839403751492009239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/5839403751492009239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/03/yesi-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-679993879412824369</id><published>2008-03-02T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T22:02:34.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's amazing how the first post I saw since I last updated was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do realise that you changed pretty much this time don't you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying it's your fault but it's really damn tiring trying to maintain this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I tried calling &amp;amp; asking to meet up for lunch or something but the responses I get everytime are less than enthusiatic.&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me feel that you can't be bothered anymore, you know?&lt;br /&gt;Me facing a difficult time is one thing.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about why I'd call you first and not my own cousin?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not expecting you to say those comforting things because I know it's never easy.&lt;br /&gt;But do you know how much it sucks when you're just patronizing me time and again?&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't realise.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel that if you want to tell me, you would.&lt;br /&gt;There are things I'd probe and some I won't.&lt;br /&gt;But have you ever trusted me enough to even tell me the simplest things? No.&lt;br /&gt;I have to guess what's wrong with you, and whether is there anything I can do to make you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;But it's so hard because I have absolutely no idea what is going on in your life at all.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't the friendship seem so superficial at times?&lt;br /&gt;Seems so unreal because we just seem close that we know nothing much about each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you've never been the type to take the initiative to ask people out.&lt;br /&gt;Or does it only occur to me?&lt;br /&gt;In any case, that's pretty much why I'm always the one trying to arrange meetups, or even a simple lunch is suffice.&lt;br /&gt;But recently it seems just so hard to even have a simple lunch with you because the responses you gave somehow tells me you don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;And that you'd very much rather spend the time with people whom you see everyday?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong lah.&lt;br /&gt;But all I know is that I'm really tired of trying already.&lt;br /&gt;As much as we all want everything to be fine again, it's not highly possible when I'm the only one trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's either we try and work things out, or we'll just leave this thing to rot. :)&lt;br /&gt;And by we, I just meant the 2 of us for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-679993879412824369?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/679993879412824369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=679993879412824369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/679993879412824369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/679993879412824369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-amazing-how-first-post-i-saw-since.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-8124275673474704278</id><published>2008-03-02T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T02:36:02.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well,i guess the post was directed to me.&lt;br /&gt;guess you still came here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to begin.&lt;br /&gt;i admit i changed.&lt;br /&gt;and yes,there's much lesser time spent together.&lt;br /&gt;i know you facing a difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;but everyone have their own problems.&lt;br /&gt;i know you felt horrible inside&lt;br /&gt;but there's only so much a friend can do and say.&lt;br /&gt;sometime,it's hard to console people when you are not feeling too great in the inside.&lt;br /&gt;or is it because i hide too well that you guys dont realise.&lt;br /&gt;well,it's just not me to say whatever im facing and all.&lt;br /&gt;i can just say that...&lt;br /&gt;whenever im troubled or feeling negative...i will just seems to be patronizing whoever that talk to me and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,i've got only so much to say.and that's it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-8124275673474704278?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/8124275673474704278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=8124275673474704278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/8124275673474704278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/8124275673474704278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/03/welli-guess-post-was-directed-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-5498439069025401968</id><published>2008-02-25T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:53:02.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is this love or is this infatuation&lt;br /&gt;after the previous time&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how much i can give in&lt;br /&gt;but somehow&lt;br /&gt;i like being with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-5498439069025401968?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/5498439069025401968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=5498439069025401968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/5498439069025401968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/5498439069025401968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/02/is-this-love-or-is-this-infatuation.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-3468257039476388766</id><published>2008-02-24T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T01:31:02.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when was the last time we met and catch up&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time we talk and giggle on the phone&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time you fill me in about your life&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time you show your care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long&lt;br /&gt;since we caught up&lt;br /&gt;it's seem so far&lt;br /&gt;we drift apart&lt;br /&gt;it's been so hard&lt;br /&gt;to tell you secret close to heart&lt;br /&gt;it's been so saddening&lt;br /&gt;to realise all this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always thought we are best friend&lt;br /&gt;till came a time did i realise&lt;br /&gt;it's getting harder to relate to you&lt;br /&gt;as though you wasnt a part of my life anymore&lt;br /&gt;used to be able to tell your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;through a simple gesture or your tone&lt;br /&gt;seems like this function kind of failed me&lt;br /&gt;we are each too involve in our own life&lt;br /&gt;it's kind of upset but it's true&lt;br /&gt;never harp on it doesnt mean i dont care&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's matter too much for me to say&lt;br /&gt;to be naive and thought everything will be alrighty&lt;br /&gt;when i wake up the next morning&lt;br /&gt;to anticipate the catching up that never came&lt;br /&gt;tougher to make-believe as time went past&lt;br /&gt;maybe it meant as much to you&lt;br /&gt;just that you never bring the topic up&lt;br /&gt;i can only hope for the best&lt;br /&gt;and wish that tomorrow changes as i wake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-3468257039476388766?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/3468257039476388766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=3468257039476388766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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change into play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does you even notice&lt;br /&gt;the sparkle in my eye&lt;br /&gt;which shone whenever he's there&lt;br /&gt;the little secret we share&lt;br /&gt;which is not known cept to the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does you even realise&lt;br /&gt;the distance apart we had&lt;br /&gt;as time went on and ahead&lt;br /&gt;the strange yet familiarity feeling that form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does you even bother&lt;br /&gt;what how things turn up this way&lt;br /&gt;from stranger into friends&lt;br /&gt;and back to stranger again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does you even care&lt;br /&gt;to rekindle the bond we share&lt;br /&gt;to relive those moment&lt;br /&gt;where we live in harmonious air&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-1159602299404749247?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-1838205229802615457</id><published>2008-02-21T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T23:48:04.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Real friends are supposed to be there&lt;br /&gt;Real friends are supposed to care&lt;br /&gt;Real friends aren't supposed to be the nightmare&lt;br /&gt;That you'll always fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real friends shouldn't stab you in the back&lt;br /&gt;Real friends should be like that.&lt;br /&gt;Real friends will be there&lt;br /&gt;Real friends wont be scared,&lt;br /&gt;To be honest with you&lt;br /&gt;Even on what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real friends shouldn't care how you look&lt;br /&gt;Real friends shouldn't care what people think&lt;br /&gt;Real friends don't leave&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='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-699229681788918026</id><published>2008-01-28T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T11:33:10.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I search in vain,&lt;br /&gt;cannot find the root.&lt;br /&gt;Where it is that this &lt;br /&gt;transformation has come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why has it come about, what does it  feed on?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what it is that torments?&lt;br /&gt;What pain gestates in your very  soul,&lt;br /&gt;for you to be vexed and lash out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were close, like two  sides of a coin.&lt;br /&gt;So close where words had no ground.&lt;br /&gt;Today I am lucky if  you still call me friend.&lt;br /&gt;The cold reaching my very bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence  speaks volumes&lt;br /&gt;of a departing union,&lt;br /&gt;but gives me no reason for  relief.&lt;br /&gt;A slab of ice between us that needs shattering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely a word  or two to&lt;br /&gt;each other would help, help&lt;br /&gt;us both overcome whatever&lt;br /&gt;there  needs to be addressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surely wish that you would&lt;br /&gt;at least redress  the issues,&lt;br /&gt;for which I am truly at a loss;&lt;br /&gt;wanting only reparation for a  friendship now sadly lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-699229681788918026?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/699229681788918026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=699229681788918026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/699229681788918026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/699229681788918026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-search-in-vain-cannot-find-root.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-9135718141345118491</id><published>2008-01-22T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:58:11.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been so long since i last logged in that i almost forget the password and this blog remain abandoned.How much time does it takes to be left abandon by everyone,that no one will remember you as you are insignificant to the world.How many cares enough to keep you in memory,even if they only thinks of you when they needs help?well,at least someone actually will remember you enough even though all they want is to make use of you?At least you are still of some values?How many friendship forged and forgotten?How many people do ones care enough to be reminded of them,even in their last hours?i dont know why i blog this way,though i doubt one will believe when i say nothing happen and i just felt this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how many friends actually care enough to sms,call or meet up once in a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-9135718141345118491?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/9135718141345118491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=9135718141345118491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/9135718141345118491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/9135718141345118491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2008/01/been-so-long-since-i-last-logged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-2394096126102250214</id><published>2007-12-15T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T14:23:53.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so freaking bored.&lt;br /&gt;nice weekends and there's nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;thank to someone that ps me=(&lt;br /&gt;to think i kind of look forward to this.&lt;br /&gt;but at least you've got your reason?&lt;br /&gt;hah.why am i speaking up for you?&lt;br /&gt;i also dont know.&lt;br /&gt;but it's nice to talk on the phone with you.&lt;br /&gt;realise the other side?&lt;br /&gt;that you are not as introvert as you seem?&lt;br /&gt;hah.i wonder if you know how long we talk.&lt;br /&gt;The call time indicate about 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;it was one of the longest conversation i had on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess same goes for you?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what im typing.&lt;br /&gt;just blabbling about?&lt;br /&gt;but you know something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard.&lt;br /&gt;not to miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                       LING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-2394096126102250214?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/2394096126102250214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=2394096126102250214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/2394096126102250214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/2394096126102250214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-so-freaking-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-847712959096029294</id><published>2007-11-02T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T23:46:56.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm running out of patience and strength trying to piece together the broken pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I trying so hard when the other party can't be bothered at all?&lt;br /&gt;It's no longer whether I want to or not.&lt;br /&gt;It's a matter of whether I have the ability to do it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Judging from the way things are right now, I think it's impossible already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-847712959096029294?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/847712959096029294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=847712959096029294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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before talking about &lt;b&gt;it&lt;/b&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. But I guess this is how things will end.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun while it lasted, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-8746229205269676947?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/8746229205269676947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=8746229205269676947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/8746229205269676947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/8746229205269676947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-much-as-i-hate-to-admit-it-we-both.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-7958326557666520118</id><published>2007-10-26T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T01:03:38.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t6FaTk44q2c"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t6FaTk44q2c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一个人的晚餐 无聊寂寞&lt;br /&gt;两个朋友能开心的直说&lt;br /&gt;三个人可以 给你勇气&lt;br /&gt;可以安慰你的失落&lt;br /&gt;异口同声地说&lt;br /&gt;因为有你 染上新的幽默&lt;br /&gt;（新的幽默）&lt;br /&gt;也因为有你 世界变得轻松&lt;br /&gt;（变得轻松）&lt;br /&gt;我们呢 属于 非常难得&lt;br /&gt;所以尽情 大声 唱歌&lt;br /&gt;分享 每一 分钟&lt;br /&gt;我们拥有一个真心的朋友&lt;br /&gt;（我们是真心的朋友）&lt;br /&gt;就算有风 吹不走我们感动&lt;br /&gt;（吹不走我们的感动）&lt;br /&gt;真的希望你能够永远快乐&lt;br /&gt;你懂我（你懂我） 不用说（不用说）&lt;br /&gt;最想看见彼此的笑容&lt;br /&gt;heiye~~如果能带走乌云的天空&lt;br /&gt;（你带走乌云的天空）&lt;br /&gt;爬到云端 我陪你继续做梦&lt;br /&gt;（爬到云端 我陪你做梦）&lt;br /&gt;好想每天陪你看日出日落&lt;br /&gt;你值得 交换我&lt;br /&gt;一辈子最想要完成的~~~美梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-7958326557666520118?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/7958326557666520118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=7958326557666520118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7958326557666520118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/7958326557666520118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/10/heiye.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-2118982701566895339</id><published>2007-10-23T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:31:51.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im getting more and more addicted to you day by day.&lt;br /&gt;you are my ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;((=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-2118982701566895339?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/2118982701566895339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=2118982701566895339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/2118982701566895339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/2118982701566895339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-getting-more-and-more-addicted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-3663924019420730321</id><published>2007-10-19T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:27:19.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i really must be damm patient in re-trying out whenever things went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i dont felt like repeating the same process if i get it wrong in the first place.even if i know there may be a cause for it.a need to.but i just dont felt like trying it all over again.for i simply reckon it's a waste of time.and to worsen the situation ,times running short.4 day later it will be 1 week.7 day,168 hour,10080 minutes,604800seconds to the big day.and 16 day later will be freedom.the taste of it.just the thought of it is joy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the short break of watching movie with jem tomorrow will not affect my study.&lt;br /&gt;well,i've been trying to study,just that those book in the library are simply more tempting.&lt;br /&gt;im getting so excited over the movie.been a while since i step into cinema((=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-3663924019420730321?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/3663924019420730321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=3663924019420730321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/3663924019420730321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/3663924019420730321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-think-i-really-must-be-damm-patient.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-6951558917467583422</id><published>2007-10-16T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T00:01:13.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw his former self in your shadow.&lt;br /&gt;what an uncanny resemblance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-6221552396819635538</id><published>2007-10-16T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:54:14.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>有时候对一个人那么用心&lt;br /&gt;却还是搞不清楚他的逻辑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谈恋爱谁没演过一点戏&lt;br /&gt;装没事装忘记装小心翼翼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候和一个人那么亲密&lt;br /&gt;却还是忍不住想保护自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁恋爱不曾藏一点秘密&lt;br /&gt;留防备留回忆留心情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你总是陪我分享&lt;br /&gt;不能跟情人说的话&lt;br /&gt;我反反复复你也从不笑我&lt;br /&gt;老是骂他却又离不开他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你总是替我收藏&lt;br /&gt;不想跟情人说的话&lt;br /&gt;我胡思乱想你一直握着我手&lt;br /&gt;让我释放然后慢慢宽广&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别人都说我很坚强&lt;br /&gt;只有你劝我别逞强&lt;br /&gt;爱是漂亮却不完美的天堂&lt;br /&gt;旧了总有需要修补的地方&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-6221552396819635538?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/6221552396819635538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=6221552396819635538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6221552396819635538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6221552396819635538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-1082975835833473959</id><published>2007-10-11T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:27:34.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I needed you by my side&lt;br /&gt;You were suppose to be there for me&lt;br /&gt;help me solve my problems&lt;br /&gt;scare my fears away at night&lt;br /&gt;keep me from the dark&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now my light has gone&lt;br /&gt;now I'm slowly hurting inside &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;it's all because he came along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess our friendship only could be for&lt;br /&gt;a little while..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-1082975835833473959?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/1082975835833473959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=1082975835833473959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/1082975835833473959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/1082975835833473959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-needed-you-by-my-side-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-1906086614415380596</id><published>2007-10-06T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T00:08:50.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no point living in self denial&lt;br /&gt;when it's all reflected like a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;no point pretending it's still stagnent&lt;br /&gt;as things wont change and problems wont goes away.&lt;br /&gt;no point joining back things together&lt;br /&gt;as once broken ,there's always be a crack.&lt;br /&gt;no point doing anything&lt;br /&gt;as one sided effort doesnt makes any differences.&lt;br /&gt;and no point harping on one things that matters&lt;br /&gt;when the one that's in it doesnt even bother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-1906086614415380596?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/1906086614415380596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=1906086614415380596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/1906086614415380596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/1906086614415380596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-point-living-in-self-denial-when-its.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-1239168708418908155</id><published>2007-10-06T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T12:03:16.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgdFaSsjQdQ/RwW3IRawpII/AAAAAAAAAA8/YV5pE4aDl48/s320/213437370l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117697904318915714" border="0" /&gt;No one really knows&lt;br /&gt;What kind of bond we share&lt;br /&gt;And even if I told them&lt;br /&gt;They probably wouldn't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very dear to me&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know it's true&lt;br /&gt;And now that you are gone&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what that I should do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;A part of me has been lost&lt;br /&gt;It's like I've taken our friendship for granted&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm paying the cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew how much you meant to me&lt;br /&gt;Until you went away&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you being really gone&lt;br /&gt;Haunted me every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a few days at school alone&lt;br /&gt;And my weekend was such a bore&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my time was spent in my room&lt;br /&gt;I think my mom's ready to break down the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I make this vow to you&lt;br /&gt;To keep until the end&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you through the pain and tears&lt;br /&gt;Until our rivers bend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you ever need someone&lt;br /&gt;You know just who to call&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here by the phone&lt;br /&gt;To catch you if you fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Can we go back to like before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-1239168708418908155?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/1239168708418908155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=1239168708418908155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/1239168708418908155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/1239168708418908155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-one-really-knows-what-kind-of-bond.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgdFaSsjQdQ/RwW3IRawpII/AAAAAAAAAA8/YV5pE4aDl48/s72-c/213437370l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-6676669886931891994</id><published>2007-09-30T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T17:13:48.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I could catch a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;I would do it just for you,&lt;br /&gt;And share with you its beauty&lt;br /&gt;On the days you're feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could build a mountain&lt;br /&gt;You could call your very own,&lt;br /&gt;A place to find serenity,&lt;br /&gt;A place to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could take your troubles&lt;br /&gt;I would toss them in the sea,&lt;br /&gt;But all these things I'm finding&lt;br /&gt;Are impossible for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot build a mountain,&lt;br /&gt;Or catch a rainbow fair,&lt;br /&gt;But let me be what I know best,&lt;br /&gt;A friend who's always there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-6676669886931891994?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/6676669886931891994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=6676669886931891994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6676669886931891994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6676669886931891994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-i-could-catch-rainbow-i-would-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-421959717625505497</id><published>2007-09-30T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T17:11:08.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two friends were walking through the desert. In a specific point of the journey, they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one, who got slapped, was hurt, but without anything to say, he wrote in the sand: "TODAY, MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kept on walking, until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one who got slapped and hurt started drowning, and the other friend saved him. When he recovered from the fright, he wrote on a stone: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend who saved and slapped his best friend, asked him, "Why, after I hurt you, you wrote in the sand, and now you write on a stone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other friend, smiling, replied: "When a friend hurts us, we should write it down in the sand, where the winds of forgiveness get in charge of erasing it away, and when something great happens, we should engrave it in the stone of the memory of the heart, where no wind can erase it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to write in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-421959717625505497?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-2491225102044928336</id><published>2007-09-25T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:52:26.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love is blind but friendship close it's eyes?&lt;br /&gt;how true is this?&lt;br /&gt;guess the answer is clear in our mind huh?&lt;br /&gt;how things turn out after a short while is unpredicted.&lt;br /&gt;but yet it's there and hard to change.&lt;br /&gt;sometime,giving in doesnt solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;and no point doing so when it's one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;tell tales sign but ignorance is chosen.&lt;br /&gt;denial doesnt result in problem disappearing.&lt;br /&gt;instead,it only aggravate the process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-2491225102044928336?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/2491225102044928336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=2491225102044928336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/2491225102044928336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/2491225102044928336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-is-blind-but-friendship-close-its.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgdFaSsjQdQ/RvKduS70vMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sZp_NgNFB6A/s320/shuai.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112321945701235906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgdFaSsjQdQ/RvKdui70vNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/KQUoMpFdivY/s1600-h/gao%252520tian%252520qi%25252016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgdFaSsjQdQ/RvKdui70vNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/KQUoMpFdivY/s320/gao%252520tian%252520qi%25252016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112321949996203218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT YOU THINK HE'S CUTE???&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CANT HELP IT.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE HIS BOYISH GRIN((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ideal boyf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-347049040907265433?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgdFaSsjQdQ/RvKduC70vLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EZsbNGdjjM4/s72-c/3206990217728l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-8154389588446307315</id><published>2007-09-18T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:37:54.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to blog in since i was waiting for a friend and exam has almost come to an end.all i can say is tough luck,i can get my As if only i wasnt too careless.but i have nobody to blame but myself.i wonder will i even get a B=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's like 6 weeks to A level and i cant just wait for it to be over.after that will be damm fun.i always wonder how people can miss their studying life after their As.who knows,maybe i felt that way too.but that's only after 6 weeks later.i must continue my momentum.though i have a feeling that i will miss those time spent with my classmate,ok,studying with them,but these type of feeling only happen at times.i just cant help but distract them.lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer fling doesnt means a thing ,does it?i cant help but keep getting distracting though i do love this type of feeling.but how long will this stay this way?dont forget what you say, i cant wait for it.lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who else was here but me again&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-8154389588446307315?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/8154389588446307315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=8154389588446307315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/8154389588446307315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/8154389588446307315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/09/decided-to-blog-in-since-i-was-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-5594987880816107362</id><published>2007-09-08T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T12:20:26.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seems like all of us had turn 18 huh?&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for Nov 16 to be over then i can really play.&lt;br /&gt;till then,i will TRY to be in hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know too much bout me for your own good.and i think you've heard too much.&lt;br /&gt;that's why the impression will be different.&lt;br /&gt;if only,it was personal.things may not turn out the same.&lt;br /&gt;im just not the type of girl you think you know.&lt;br /&gt;but again,going out doesnt mean a thing.&lt;br /&gt;something's just not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;though i do enjoy your companionship&lt;br /&gt;maybe there's come a day you know me truly.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-5594987880816107362?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/5594987880816107362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH WAH WAH!~!~&lt;br /&gt;someone do a post in CHINESE.which is considered quite amazing?huh?haha,considering the fact that she find it quite a torture to do chinese essay.but nonetheless.EFFORT huh?haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently ,it's getting closer  and closer to my big As and that i dont think i will be updating often in the near future.so my dear miss kwa,PLEASE continue to update...i want lot of post to read when im free hor(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, did i mention that jay chou 'SECRET' is damm nice?it's really damm touching and i dont mind watching it twice,or even thrice.and guess what the musical box can be redeemed with K point.EIGHTY K POINT.wth.since last year,i have cut down my visit to k box la.how to get 80 point.and i so want that box.why cant i just buy with money=(i so want that box.so damm nice.omg jay is so memerising.haha.ohya,did i mention that ix shen is cute?he's so hot.haha.maybe he's not handsome but he got character.haha.NICE(= gosh,im crazy over iz shen and jay chou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg,i want 21 donut.and qing can get the NUM bag.haha.we're sharing a boyf.&lt;br /&gt;anyone interested?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-3479676133628720640?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/3479676133628720640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=3479676133628720640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/3479676133628720640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/3479676133628720640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/08/wah-wah-wah-someone-do-post-in-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-3772483360560825840</id><published>2007-08-19T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:33:50.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I shall update a little since the blog is so dead.&lt;br /&gt;Although I have absolutely nothing to blog about lah.&lt;br /&gt;Shall update a little story instead :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我想我会开始想念你&lt;br /&gt;可是我刚刚才遇见了你&lt;br /&gt;我怀疑这奇遇只是个恶作剧&lt;br /&gt;我想我已慢慢喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;因为我拥有爱情的勇气&lt;br /&gt;我任性投入你给的恶作剧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;金色的阳光洒满人行道&lt;br /&gt;换了新唇膏把头发弄好&lt;br /&gt;要你看到我的好&lt;br /&gt;喜欢看你走路充满自信&lt;br /&gt;说话时候你的专注眼神&lt;br /&gt;温柔的表情笑容里的天真&lt;br /&gt;我相信找不到有比你更好的人&lt;br /&gt;你心里理想情人是几分&lt;br /&gt;是否也会有我的份&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再靠近一点点 就让你牵手&lt;br /&gt;再勇敢一点点 我就跟你走&lt;br /&gt;你还等什么 时间已经不多&lt;br /&gt;再下去 只好只做朋友&lt;br /&gt;再向前一点点 我就会点头&lt;br /&gt;再冲动一点点 我就不闪躲&lt;br /&gt;不过三个字 别犹豫这么久&lt;br /&gt;只要你说出口 你就能拥有我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;暧昧让人受尽委屈&lt;br /&gt;找不到相爱的证据&lt;br /&gt;何时该前进何时该放弃&lt;br /&gt;连拥抱都没有勇气&lt;br /&gt;暧昧让人变得贪心&lt;br /&gt;直到等待失去意义&lt;br /&gt;无奈我和你写不出结局&lt;br /&gt;放遗憾的美丽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;爱你好幸福&lt;br /&gt;想要和你建造一个爱的小屋&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;爱你好满足&lt;br /&gt;享受最甜美的舒服有一个呵护我&lt;br /&gt;不在孤独&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有谁能把你抢离我身旁&lt;br /&gt;你是我的专属天使&lt;br /&gt;唯我能独占&lt;br /&gt;没有谁能取代你在我心上&lt;br /&gt;拥有一个专属天使&lt;br /&gt;我哪里还需要别的愿望&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你从没出现&lt;br /&gt;我会不会觉得快乐一些&lt;br /&gt;可惜残忍时间&lt;br /&gt;总要把诺言一点点摧毁&lt;br /&gt;想念变成怀念&lt;br /&gt;心动变成心碎&lt;br /&gt;偏偏还会关切&lt;br /&gt;你最后属于谁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;快乐我哭是因为你的手&lt;br /&gt;曾答应带我向前走&lt;br /&gt;难过我哭是因为我的手&lt;br /&gt;找不到你说的以后&lt;br /&gt;好眼泪坏眼泪我都曾为你流&lt;br /&gt;感动和悲伤都是理由&lt;br /&gt;只不过在你不再爱我了以后&lt;br /&gt;像坏的眼泪慢慢流&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空突然一片辽阔&lt;br /&gt;原来你是真的已经离开我&lt;br /&gt;在我不熟悉的世界过新的生活&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼让泪水滑落&lt;br /&gt;此刻你已真的永远离开我&lt;br /&gt;在另外一个没有我的世界&lt;br /&gt;自由的走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只想爱你 当我和你走在一起就已经决定&lt;br /&gt;不看不听不问也不会放弃&lt;br /&gt;是你让我了解自己可以为爱那么坚定&lt;br /&gt;只想爱你 好想每天睁开眼睛就能看到你&lt;br /&gt;我知道我偶尔有一点任性&lt;br /&gt;不管你做任何决定究竟爱我还是逃避&lt;br /&gt;sorry 我还是不会放弃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想我才发现&lt;br /&gt;感情尘蹒已布满了我的世界&lt;br /&gt;过敏源是为你流的泪&lt;br /&gt;我想我才了解&lt;br /&gt;就算用尽了力气也未必如愿&lt;br /&gt;季节没改变是眼泪弄湿脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道你我都没有错&lt;br /&gt;只是忘了怎么退后&lt;br /&gt;信誓旦旦给的承诺&lt;br /&gt;全被时间扑了空&lt;br /&gt;我知道我们都没有错&lt;br /&gt;只是放手比较好过&lt;br /&gt;最美的爱情回忆里带去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要说什么&lt;br /&gt;杯子都已经空了&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼睛心里下起大雪天寒又地冻&lt;br /&gt;是不是到了&lt;br /&gt;爱情结帐的时候&lt;br /&gt;只剩下各自买单的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;为什么当我推开门&lt;br /&gt;他没有来拉住我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你还爱我吗&lt;br /&gt;一直好想问你这句话&lt;br /&gt;却又怕听到你真实的回答&lt;br /&gt;你还爱我吗&lt;br /&gt;为何你总是不说话&lt;br /&gt;眼看我为爱不爱挣扎&lt;br /&gt;你爱我吗&lt;br /&gt;好久没有你的消息&lt;br /&gt;心里还惦记着你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每次当你转身的时候&lt;br /&gt;我的泪在流&lt;br /&gt;却只告诉自己让你&lt;br /&gt;看到我笑容&lt;br /&gt;每次当你转身的时候&lt;br /&gt;我的心在痛&lt;br /&gt;只能默默看着你&lt;br /&gt;就消失在我眼中&lt;br /&gt;让你走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回忆太难推开&lt;br /&gt;天堂的门早向我打开&lt;br /&gt;我却走不进来&lt;br /&gt;曾经是自由的云彩&lt;br /&gt;为你化作水流向大海&lt;br /&gt;寂寞常在夜里醒来&lt;br /&gt;把我推向更深的海&lt;br /&gt;明知你不是幸福海&lt;br /&gt;越来越沉浮不出来&lt;br /&gt;为了找爱背负太多的债&lt;br /&gt;再也飞不起来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁改变了我的世界&lt;br /&gt;没有方向没有日夜&lt;br /&gt;我看着天这一刻在想你&lt;br /&gt;是否会对我一样思念&lt;br /&gt;你曾说我们有一个梦&lt;br /&gt;等到那天我们来实现&lt;br /&gt;我望着天在心中默默念&lt;br /&gt;下一秒你出现在眼前&lt;br /&gt;想念的心装满的都是你&lt;br /&gt;我的钢琴弹奏的都是你&lt;br /&gt;我的日记写满的都是你的名&lt;br /&gt;才发现又另一个黎明&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我始终带着你爱的微笑&lt;br /&gt;一路上寻找我遗失的美好&lt;br /&gt;不小心当泪滑过嘴角&lt;br /&gt;就用你握过的手抹掉&lt;br /&gt;再多的风景也从不停靠&lt;br /&gt;只一心寻找我遗失的美好&lt;br /&gt;有的人说不清哪里好&lt;br /&gt;但就是谁都替代不了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think. It's damn obvious who I am talking about lah. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-3772483360560825840?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/3772483360560825840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=3772483360560825840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/3772483360560825840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/3772483360560825840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-630141900593166589</id><published>2007-08-08T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T23:30:35.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a long time since anyone log in here.guess people forget by here.and when i say people...i refer to Q*** and Y***...i never say any other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind.since im free now.i shall update...by using song lyrics.every song depicts a different story but part and parcel of it make up one story too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是你在那个雨季走进我生命 带着一点任性和温柔的表情&lt;br /&gt;是你在那个雨季赶走了孤寂 温暖的笑容换我仅有的甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;天上亿万颗星星 我却只看见你 你说这是幸运 还是不可思议&lt;br /&gt;身边有太多风景 我却停在这里 说我傻的可以 还不是因为你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么只和你能聊一整夜&lt;br /&gt;为什么才道别就又想再见面&lt;br /&gt;在朋友里面就数你最特别&lt;br /&gt;总让我觉得很亲很贴&lt;br /&gt;为什么你在意谁陪我逛街&lt;br /&gt;为什么你担心谁对我放电&lt;br /&gt;你说你对我&lt;br /&gt;比别人多一些&lt;br /&gt;却又不说是多哪一些&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当你的眼睛眯着笑&lt;br /&gt;当你喝可乐当你找&lt;br /&gt;我想对你好&lt;br /&gt;你从来不知道&lt;br /&gt;想你想你&lt;br /&gt;也能成为嗜好&lt;br /&gt;当你说今天的烦恼&lt;br /&gt;当你说夜深你睡不着&lt;br /&gt;我想对你说&lt;br /&gt;却害怕都说错&lt;br /&gt;还喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;知不知道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想说其实你很好&lt;br /&gt;你自己却不知道&lt;br /&gt;真心的对我好&lt;br /&gt;不要求回报&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人希望他过更好&lt;br /&gt;打从心里暖暖的&lt;br /&gt;你比自己更重要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无条件为你不顾明天的安稳为你变坚强相信你的眼神&lt;br /&gt;不敢想不敢问有一天坏的可能&lt;br /&gt;无条件为你放弃单独的旅程为你坚强就不怕牺牲&lt;br /&gt;我的灵魂如此沸腾为我爱的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说你爱我变成一种问候&lt;br /&gt;不如趁早放手&lt;br /&gt;把爱坠落让满地鲜红&lt;br /&gt;说你爱我变成一种折磨&lt;br /&gt;不用陪我走到最后&lt;br /&gt;我承担不起你的承诺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我搞不懂&lt;br /&gt;我们到底怎么了&lt;br /&gt;诚实的背后&lt;br /&gt;是否&lt;br /&gt;住着伤口&lt;br /&gt;我想不透&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱怎么了&lt;br /&gt;雨下过以后&lt;br /&gt;是否&lt;br /&gt;能让什么&lt;br /&gt;复活&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的声音在笑泪在飙电话那头的你可知道&lt;br /&gt;世界若是那麽大为何我要忘你无处逃&lt;br /&gt;我的声音在笑泪在飙电话那头的你可知道&lt;br /&gt;世界若是那麽小为何我的真心你听不到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还想为你摇秋千&lt;br /&gt;对着夕阳扮鬼脸&lt;br /&gt;若月光再美一点&lt;br /&gt;我们会否把手牵&lt;br /&gt;还想被你碎碎念&lt;br /&gt;当数流星的配乐&lt;br /&gt;你却说你等不到天亮&lt;br /&gt;空秋千陪整夜&lt;br /&gt;秋千和我失眠&lt;br /&gt;在你影子身边&lt;br /&gt;这公园太想念&lt;br /&gt;你无邪的笑脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱情像你路过的风景&lt;br /&gt;一直在进行脚步却从来不会为我而停&lt;br /&gt;给你的爱一直很安静&lt;br /&gt;来交换你偶尔给的关心&lt;br /&gt;明明是三个人的电影&lt;br /&gt;我却始终不能有姓名&lt;br /&gt;给你的爱一直很安静&lt;br /&gt;除了泪在我的脸上任性&lt;br /&gt;原来缘份是用来说明&lt;br /&gt;你突然不爱我这件事情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你要的不是我&lt;br /&gt;心碎的失去轮廓&lt;br /&gt;曾经给你的感动&lt;br /&gt;只是情绪的波动&lt;br /&gt;能给的不是我&lt;br /&gt;放任你沉溺自由&lt;br /&gt;掩饰不了我的笨拙&lt;br /&gt;就连说话都会颤抖&lt;br /&gt;我被遗忘在&lt;br /&gt;你遗忘的角落&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别说对不起别让我灰了心&lt;br /&gt;才说不是故意我却无法怪你&lt;br /&gt;别说对不起别让我的爱情变的小心翼翼&lt;br /&gt;我却只能爱你&lt;br /&gt;用行动来证明&lt;br /&gt;你的决心&lt;br /&gt;不要说说而已&lt;br /&gt;我想要的不只是&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么隐藏我的悲伤&lt;br /&gt;失去你的地方&lt;br /&gt;你的发香散的匆忙我已经跟不上&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼睛还能看见&lt;br /&gt;你离去的痕迹&lt;br /&gt;在月光下一直找寻那想念的身影&lt;br /&gt;如果说分手是痛苦的起点&lt;br /&gt;那在终点之前我愿意再爱一遍&lt;br /&gt;想要对你说的不敢说的爱&lt;br /&gt;会不会有人可以明白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱你会直到最后&lt;br /&gt;很想说有你是幸福的&lt;br /&gt;很想说我的心是你的&lt;br /&gt;很想说你真的误解了&lt;br /&gt;很想说你真的忘记了&lt;br /&gt;很想说会好好疼你的&lt;br /&gt;很想说爱你是自由的&lt;br /&gt;很想说你是否听见了&lt;br /&gt;很想说我们可不可以复合&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;分手快乐祝你快乐你可以找到更好的&lt;br /&gt;不想过冬厌倦沉重就飞去热带的岛屿游泳&lt;br /&gt;分手快乐请你快乐挥别错的才能和对的相逢&lt;br /&gt;离开旧爱像坐慢车看透撤了心就会是晴朗的&lt;br /&gt;没人能把谁的幸福没收你发誓你会活的有笑容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你要我说多难堪我根本不想分开&lt;br /&gt;为什么还要我用微笑来带过&lt;br /&gt;我没有这种天份包容你也接受他&lt;br /&gt;不用担心的太多我会一直好好过&lt;br /&gt;你已经远远离开我也会慢慢走开&lt;br /&gt;为什么我连分开都迁就着你&lt;br /&gt;我真的没有天份安静的没这么快&lt;br /&gt;我会学着放弃你是因为我太爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经等待因为会改变什么&lt;br /&gt;你总会属于我&lt;br /&gt;但是最后时间证明了&lt;br /&gt;你只喜欢我&lt;br /&gt;你说我比较像你的好朋友&lt;br /&gt;只是不小心拥抱着&lt;br /&gt;你道歉你难过&lt;br /&gt;于是我给你笑容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱你不是两三天&lt;br /&gt;每天却想你很多遍&lt;br /&gt;还不习惯孤独街道&lt;br /&gt;拥挤人潮没你拥抱&lt;br /&gt;爱你不是两三天&lt;br /&gt;一眨眼心就能沉淀&lt;br /&gt;你是否想念我喔&lt;br /&gt;还是像我只和寂寞作朋友&lt;br /&gt;担心你没有好好的过&lt;br /&gt;又怕你已经忘记了我&lt;br /&gt;刚刚分手像告别很久&lt;br /&gt;还想为你做些什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the chapter ends here...&lt;br /&gt;and just nice it's 18 song.and im 18((=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-630141900593166589?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/630141900593166589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=630141900593166589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/630141900593166589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/630141900593166589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/08/been-long-time-since-anyone-log-in-here.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-8959474781192022964</id><published>2007-07-22T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T01:32:19.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seem like qing finally changed the blogskin and it time to update.WALAU.post my ugly pic=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so tired but dont felt like sleeping through my eye are closing.im contradicting,i know but sometime i guess people do felt this way?&lt;br /&gt;maybe the reason im still awake is cause im waiting for your message sub-consciously.maybe.and partly cause im waiting for the movie to end.i dont like to do things half-way.tends to think of you especially when i got nothing to do.this is good in a way as im no longer affected by you and this allow me to occupied my time when i got nothing to do.occasionally thoughts seem to drift to some other in question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the show ending.the guy really damm sweet.towards the female leads in the show.remind me of the topic the jnr talk about today.haha.i have a soft spot for tall ,shy and dao guy.and they all say the same name in unison.should i say it's team spirit?haha.i smiled.thou who shall know will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey lollipop,aint you happy now,you got all my attention!!!&lt;div 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girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-6421972856585834627</id><published>2007-07-16T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T00:20:21.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QING was here! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-6421972856585834627?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/6421972856585834627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=6421972856585834627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6421972856585834627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/6421972856585834627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/07/qing-was-here-d.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-9164739545216068459</id><published>2007-03-14T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:17:32.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes, it's me again.the other two are just not blogging which i wonder why.through i dont think i have anything to blog either.i will just type down whatever is in my mind.first of all i HOPE someone will be kind enough to change blogskin.if someone actually do it, i will be damm GRATEFUL.it's kind of boring to keep looking at the same template right.can put JASON LAI ugly picture and insert this line below--&gt;bad guy,if see please bish!!!haha.that will be a damm nice blogskin right.hehe.dont say i never contribute any ideas.and i actually blog through im suppose to STUDY for my exam.through it's a common test only.this is CRUCIAL as it is also a deciding factor whether i will be retain or not.of course NO RETAINING.if i kena this type of shit ,i will and confirm transfer.i guess.unless got people persuade me not to of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,i also dont know what i typing in here.just a dose of random-ness.what is happening to me again.i ought to be studying.hello, there's chem mock tomorrow.WTH am i doing here.i felt like screaming, shouting.unleasing my feeling.haha.not fury of course.lols.i want to have fun.to be able to enjoy doing things that i do not at the cost of other people.i want to go to the beach.i want to meet up with long lost friends.i want to have a baby daughter(haha.if im able to manage.)i suddenly have this idea of getting married(best is to the guy that fits my criteria...which i like la)i want a lot of thing.the list just go on and on.ok.i know im greedy and guess i will stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why im feeling sorry for myself.&lt;br /&gt;i spent all my time wishing i was someone else.\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i really need to get back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE CHANGE THE BLOGSKIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING was here.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-9164739545216068459?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/9164739545216068459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=9164739545216068459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/9164739545216068459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/9164739545216068459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/03/yes-its-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-4235810143311346027</id><published>2007-03-02T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T00:00:27.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>peiling's a hardworking girl.well, the last post was also mine can?haha.guess i should post to keep this blog going as the other two are...LAZY...&lt;br /&gt;well, you guy can prove me wrong but blogging.but i think it's impossible.ying is like piggy like that.and qing is occupied by other stuff-ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i log in without any idea of what i should blog.but cause i just felt like doing so.i just logged in.ok.THIS IS CRAP.basically im just crapping.for those who cant stand me.please click the close at the top right hand corner.dont say i never warn you beforehand.this entry is all about crap.so ya,im crapping.or in a nicer term blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but alas,i do feel sad la.today's the last time i see my eye candy in school.siansation.no more eye candy.no one for me to go ga-ga over.nothing to look forward too.that's damm sad can.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even have someone who i can say i like.=(((&lt;br /&gt;why aint there's anyone catching my eye?&lt;br /&gt;sad.&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention that my eye candy got the charisma.omg.&lt;br /&gt;-blush-&lt;br /&gt;hehe.i so like him.but not in that sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guess i shall not bored you guy so much and end here.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING was here(((=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-4235810143311346027?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/4235810143311346027/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-117224415734426508</id><published>2007-02-23T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T23:22:37.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after one year.&lt;br /&gt;i finally blogged.&lt;br /&gt;praise me.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;my one year means AFTER CHEE-NA new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls went out a couple of time.&lt;br /&gt;took tons of neos.&lt;br /&gt;and have fun(=&lt;br /&gt;despite our hectic shedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for the time when we really live together.&lt;br /&gt;can just simply pop in any of their room at night to disturb them.&lt;br /&gt;it will be so...omg.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm...i also dont know why i blog in actually.to update is one ,but partly is because i dont want let this blog die.for the sake of ignorant people out there.&lt;br /&gt;this blog is still ALIVE.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise that feeling is actually pretty fragile or should i say very?&lt;br /&gt;it can be gone just like that.&lt;br /&gt;nothing happen but just that feeling are GONE.&lt;br /&gt;this amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;it's like one moment you can do anything for that person.&lt;br /&gt;the next moment the person mean nothing to you.&lt;br /&gt;and once feeling is gone...no matter what is done.&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING can rekindle it.&lt;br /&gt;this how cruel feeling can be at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like.&lt;br /&gt;how.&lt;br /&gt;but yet i cant control how i felt.&lt;br /&gt;i tried.&lt;br /&gt;to make the feeling stay.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont like you.&lt;br /&gt;not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i have someone to like please?&lt;br /&gt;there's no one for me to smile stupidly at when i see.&lt;br /&gt;no one there to make me blush.&lt;br /&gt;no one there for me to think about.&lt;br /&gt;no one there for me to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;sound abit wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but never mind.&lt;br /&gt;guess it getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;think i end here.&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-117224415734426508?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/117224415734426508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=117224415734426508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/117224415734426508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/117224415734426508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/02/after-one-year.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-116764530769606967</id><published>2007-01-02T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:56:32.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR SWEETS! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;May all our dreams come true okay! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-QING-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-116764530769606967?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116764530769606967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=116764530769606967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116764530769606967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116764530769606967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-sweets-3-may-all-our.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-116759230789152650</id><published>2007-01-01T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T03:11:47.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;im the first to post this year huh??&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;peiling's a crazy crazy girl.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway all the best for the year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-116759230789152650?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116759230789152650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=116759230789152650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116759230789152650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116759230789152650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year-im-first-to-post-this.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-116612171849162563</id><published>2006-12-15T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T02:47:18.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIYEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun complain tat i nv post ok, so im here. To post. =D&lt;br /&gt;With regards to Ling's previous post, I have got no comments. Wahaha. Am I allowed to help u publicise it? Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, I am SOOO dead!! I realised that Im so affected by him. So much that I think I will die if oneday I hear that his attached. Although 'kou tou shang' we are flings lar but Im happy. Cuz at least his still somewhat mine but we agreed that we would let each other know when we are attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesnt know that I STILL LIKE him, TONS. Only realised that today anyway. How would he be able to know sth which I just realised today? Crap. He thought that I really liked someone else. Thought that I was upset merely because he matters to me ALOT, as a FRIEND. Little did he know that it was wayyyyyy more than that. Neither did he know how hurt I was to see him like that, how reluctant I felt when I told him to find another girl and how hurt I felt when he said he promised me that he will find. Just because he thought that it would make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/3259/1600/263968/18-12-05_2227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/3259/320/49038/18-12-05_2227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lar. A little OT. BUT I LIKE HOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;How I hope I would be able to turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;If that really happened. I think I will be smacked by that 2. WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really hope to return to the days when u were always there, nomatter how bad times were..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hearts- YING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-116612171849162563?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116612171849162563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=116612171849162563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116612171849162563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116612171849162563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hiyee-dun-complain-tat-i-nv-post-ok-so.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-116472612594196241</id><published>2006-11-28T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:03:05.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realise that ying never update more than thrice here before...&lt;br /&gt;or did she even log in before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing happily at jap.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe she actually go check out kimono.&lt;br /&gt;i was just joking.lols.&lt;br /&gt;but thank anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do now.except eat the tibbits mum just buy.lols.&lt;br /&gt;should have go out but felt quite lazy to do so.&lt;br /&gt;im so glad i see him today.&lt;br /&gt;it's like a good surprise.&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont know when i going to see him again.&lt;br /&gt;as i dont know much bout him.&lt;br /&gt;except that he's a scholar.&lt;br /&gt;used to see him at the 'study'(sleeping) corner behind the canteen in school.&lt;br /&gt;but now...he graduate.&lt;br /&gt;guess the next time i see him will be when he take back his A level result.&lt;br /&gt;unless i see him again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...back to my chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;pure random-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-116472612594196241?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116472612594196241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=116472612594196241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116472612594196241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116472612594196241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-realise-that-ying-never-update.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-116421366376344223</id><published>2006-11-23T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T00:41:03.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just logged in to friendster.&lt;br /&gt;disgusted at some of the picture people post.&lt;br /&gt;how come people have this weird likeness of face looking downwards to make their eye see bigger?and how come they TyPe ThIs WaY???isnt it difficult to read?&lt;br /&gt;maybe others mention bout this before.&lt;br /&gt;but i just happened to see it and it irk me.&lt;br /&gt;arrgh&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...can someone update or do the template with newer picture-hinting.&lt;br /&gt;and i want lot of sweet from jap-hinting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.realise i never blogged lately.so just pop by.&lt;br /&gt;im nicer and not lazy.unlike YING.lols.come to think of it i realise she never blogged here before huh?&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the feeling aint there yet.&lt;br /&gt;but with enough time...&lt;br /&gt;maybe this will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time...i believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-116421366376344223?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116421366376344223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=116421366376344223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116421366376344223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116421366376344223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-logged-in-to-friendster.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-116344169814248119</id><published>2006-11-14T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:14:58.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayness.&lt;br /&gt;Ling blogged.&lt;br /&gt;whereas Ying's kidnapped by aliens &amp;amp; is still stuck in PLUTO!&lt;br /&gt;-faints.&lt;br /&gt;she stay there too happy don't want us ler.&lt;br /&gt;-cries.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay. that was very random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm going over to Japan really soon!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;sorry Ling!&lt;br /&gt;you can ask your fiance to bring you over if you want. (:&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;don't hate me just cuz i'm unable to pack you into my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing was here! [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-116344169814248119?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116344169814248119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=116344169814248119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116344169814248119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116344169814248119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/11/yayness.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-116245767265902359</id><published>2006-11-02T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T16:54:32.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihihihhihihi...im here to blog...WEE~so kick me out of the laziness list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sob,qing going japan ditch me here.i felt so freaking sad.to think i love you so much...how can you do this to me...at least pack me in your lugguage...hmpf.i want lot of present!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.i blogged.thank me`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING was here(=&lt;br /&gt;if i died tomorrow ,please tell QING i hate her for no bringing me to jap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-116245767265902359?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116245767265902359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=116245767265902359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116245767265902359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116245767265902359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hihihihhihihi.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-116214730347004465</id><published>2006-10-30T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T02:41:43.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>walaus. really wanna ditch this blog ler ah? aha. so bored lar. won't be able to see you two for a month. but, i'll buy things from japan for the two of you! so, miss me okay! aha. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;qingg`x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-116214730347004465?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116214730347004465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=116214730347004465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116214730347004465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116214730347004465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/10/walaus.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-116089387761226723</id><published>2006-10-16T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:32:57.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wapiang eh! the two lazybums really not blogging le ah? :( meiliangxin de jia huo! aha. sians. when can we meet up &amp;amp; go shopping? YING stop working lah. ING's more important right! lol. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#fd0095;"&gt;//*qingg`x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-116089387761226723?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116089387761226723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=116089387761226723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116089387761226723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116089387761226723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/10/wapiang-eh-two-lazybums-really-not.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-116049828591369512</id><published>2006-10-11T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:07:14.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>walau!&lt;br /&gt;the blog is so dead can?&lt;br /&gt;haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;the two lazy bums didn't come &amp; update.&lt;br /&gt;i shall update then.&lt;br /&gt;ling's promo just end.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the midst of my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; YING IS TOO BUSY WORKING.&lt;br /&gt;lets cross our fingers &amp; hope she don't forget us, right ling?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me update some recent neoprints we took.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/3259/320/ING%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-116049828591369512?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116049828591369512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=116049828591369512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116049828591369512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/116049828591369512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/10/walau-blog-is-so-dead-can-haiyo.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115781890113383348</id><published>2006-09-10T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T00:21:41.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee~~yingying buy a papellion(is it spelt like this) call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BABY...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and she's trying to call it latte or mocha or whatever drink...lols,i called it xiaobai myself=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABY birthday is on 1st of dec.and it 3 mth more.so remember to buy tibbits or toy for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya,and baby is playful.that naughty boy.and ying failed badly to act fierce.haha.she look funny instead of fierce can.the scene was hilarious lar.oops=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try to update when im free.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile,thank me for updating.the other two are &lt;strong&gt;SLACKER&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;LING was here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115781890113383348?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115781890113383348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115781890113383348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115781890113383348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115781890113383348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/09/weeyingying-buy-papellionis-it-spelt.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115725578355458699</id><published>2006-09-03T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T11:57:41.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEE~~&lt;br /&gt;our dear honey bunny sweetie pie &lt;strong&gt;CINDY GOH JIE YING&lt;/strong&gt; has finally turned 17.she's now offically as old as us.wahaha.congrats to being an 'auntie'.lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make a wish!!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,those who saw this better wish &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; happy birthday,if not the love of your life will run off with your enemy.even if they are of same gender,they will either be gays or lesbians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115725578355458699?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115725578355458699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115725578355458699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115725578355458699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115725578355458699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/09/wee-our-dear-honey-bunny-sweetie-pie.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115657315511647280</id><published>2006-08-27T05:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:06:25.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh. Since LING hint until liddat. &lt;br /&gt;I shall blog then. &lt;br /&gt;Well be fair to me abit mah. I also haven't been online. :( &lt;br /&gt;YING's lazier kay. &lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;But you always ask us blog. &lt;br /&gt;Then end up we blog more than you or what lo. &lt;br /&gt;Okay laa. Change of topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye when you two free go out play leh!&lt;br /&gt;Everyday at home very sian de leh.&lt;br /&gt;I know we meet up every week.&lt;br /&gt;But I wna go somewhere else other than cwp ehs!&lt;br /&gt;Lets say, ZOO?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;When your holidays?&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to blog liao la.&lt;br /&gt;Bub byeeeeeeeee. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115657315511647280?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115657315511647280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115657315511647280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115657315511647280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115657315511647280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115635020923447942</id><published>2006-08-24T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T00:23:29.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seem like im in a blogging mood today,considering that i blogged in my other two blog.this blog is like dead can?considering that the last entry is also mine,im like the most hardoworking among the threes to keep this blog going.-HINT(you guys better BLOGGED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bear with my random-ness,i dont know what's happening to me lately that i keep on making remarks that is TOTALLY irrelavant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,met up on mon with qing and ying.me and qing took some neos while waitng for ying to came.ying deserved to be hammer for depriving me of sakae sushi when i felt so hungry that day.I felt like i can swallow down AN ELEPHANT can?well, settle for chuawamushi and udon at the banquet(some new halal food court)ying should thank god thank it's doesnt taste awful.if not...let's leave it to your imagination.wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,felt that a part of my entry in the other blog should be put here.proud of myself for writing it huh.lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;will letting someone go result in regrets.well,there's two side of the story.the person you let go of may love you alot and doesnt reprocicate the feeling as he/she dont know how you feel.of course,the other side is it's good to move on lest the person really dont like you a teeny weeny bit.But being an economic student, the advise i gave is to weigh out the opportunity cost.which is more worthwhile.Do you think he/she might even like you?if yes,dont give up and pursue the answer.if you felt that he/she confirm wont fall for you no matter what.then, i suggest you to just move on.unless you are the DARING type,you can try another alternative.which is to ask the person directly.of course ,drastic measure leads to drastic result.if the person like you,well,congrats.it's a happily ever after(if you two continue to be lovely dopey).if not, the person will just avoid you like hell.well, you dont lose out since the person is not yours in the first place.SO,it makes no DIFFERENCE.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thank me .quick.for entertaining you with this short paragraph of mine.my random-ness working up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by LING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115635020923447942?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115635020923447942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115635020923447942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115635020923447942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115635020923447942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/seem-like-im-in-blogging-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115487645377387673</id><published>2006-08-06T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T23:00:53.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QING HAD THE DECENCY TO ASK ME UPDATE ONLY BASED ON THAT THE LAST ENTRY IS HERS-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i dont know what should i write.ohya, just watched a movie today.for those who like gross,blood and horror ...go watch SEE NO EVIL...about a psychotic who kills and gouge out people eye(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been slacking around lately.people...BUG ME TO STUDY...thank in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone say miss me suddenly.wahaha.im MISS-able.....ok.that's random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya,my tamagotchi is ONE YEAR OLD.it still alive.anyone got tamagotchi also?can make friend with mine?hahaha(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la.guess i crap enough.BYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115487645377387673?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115487645377387673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115487645377387673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115487645377387673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115487645377387673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/qing-had-decency-to-ask-me-update-only.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115451422311288818</id><published>2006-08-03T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:06:14.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised what a BIG mistake I made.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have accepted him.&lt;br /&gt;I rly rly shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the man I love, is not him.&lt;br /&gt;It's Dixon!&lt;br /&gt;I just can't forget a single shit tt happened the past year.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115451422311288818?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115451422311288818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115451422311288818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115451422311288818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115451422311288818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-just-realised-what-big-mistake-i.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115358740150116984</id><published>2006-07-23T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T11:22:25.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HEY!! Im blogging ok! Finally got the passwords. Aiyo Qing, its alright. If he chooses the blieve what she says, theres really nothing we could do about it. =]&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Yala. The malay guys are pretty cute, but my eye candy is cuter!!!! Haha. And his girlfriend is sooooooooo HOT! =DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved and still loves 433615. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-loves YING &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115358740150116984?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115358740150116984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115358740150116984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115358740150116984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115358740150116984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-im-blogging-ok-finally-got.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115355884965907037</id><published>2006-07-23T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:05:37.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg pls.&lt;br /&gt;I think I blog more times then the two of you added together okay.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;What to do?&lt;br /&gt;My blog's on hiatus~&lt;br /&gt;Ying!&lt;br /&gt;Don't sad ler hao ma?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;It's all my fault la~&lt;br /&gt;If I haven't intro-ed D to P'jie, I don't think all these will happen lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;Pffs.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Bu yao bu kai xin le la!&lt;br /&gt;LOVES~ &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115355884965907037?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115355884965907037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115355884965907037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115355884965907037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115355884965907037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/omg-pls.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115358671468494240</id><published>2006-07-23T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:45:59.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEE~~~im here again,cause QING force me to BLOG.LAZY YING NEVER BLOG AT ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;the 2 malay guy quite talented huh?the one ma and ying saw at mac.and they SMILE at me.hahaha.cant stop giggling at their reaction.quite cute can!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.im dead tired.yesterday training and today match with senior.But glad that i did improve.through by a teeny weeny bit.wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when we meeting again???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LIKE 3263446!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING WAS HERE(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115358671468494240?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115358671468494240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115358671468494240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115358671468494240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115358671468494240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/weeim-here-againcause-qing-force-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115336387499049320</id><published>2006-07-21T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:05:23.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg!&lt;br /&gt;Why no one post?&lt;br /&gt;Pffs!&lt;br /&gt;Yay meeting LING later!&lt;br /&gt;Weeee! (:&lt;br /&gt;YING I miss you lurhs! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115336387499049320?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115336387499049320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115336387499049320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115336387499049320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115336387499049320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/omg-why-no-one-post-pffs-yay-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115298321086325979</id><published>2006-07-16T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T01:09:48.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well,me and ying went out today!!!&lt;br /&gt;walked the whole of singapore for my nike bag.&lt;br /&gt;sob!!!that guy buy the last piece of adidas that i was EYE-ing...&lt;br /&gt;he's lucky my nike one look so much NICER.&lt;br /&gt;if not...-evil grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing ar qing...&lt;br /&gt;you should have stay in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;you better miss me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115298321086325979?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115298321086325979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115298321086325979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115298321086325979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115298321086325979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/wellme-and-ying-went-out-today-walked.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115294334087131289</id><published>2006-07-16T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:04:40.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MISS YOU TWO LUH.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN ARE WE MEETING UP?  &lt;img src="http://animegifs.free.fr/misc/cuties/kaoani/pink2/kaoani-pink27.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115294334087131289?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115294334087131289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115294334087131289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115294334087131289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115294334087131289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-miss-you-two-luh.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115278142855878937</id><published>2006-07-14T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:04:24.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss you girls luh!&lt;br /&gt;Meet up soon okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I just realise something.&lt;br /&gt;Something I happened to see in his blog.&lt;br /&gt;Pffs.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it wasn't meant for me after all.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be the first link.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; now it's been replaced by a girl named Samantha.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe those posts were meant for her?&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're just not meant to be luh.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;Hurts pls! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115278142855878937?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115278142855878937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115278142855878937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115278142855878937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115278142855878937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-miss-you-girls-luh-meet-up-soon-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115243938590945777</id><published>2006-07-10T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:04:14.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYA HONEYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I'm bored! Where are you girls luh? Pffs. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱上了一个不该爱的人&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115243938590945777?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115243938590945777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115243938590945777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115243938590945777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115243938590945777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/heya-honeys.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115245576123448988</id><published>2006-07-09T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T22:36:01.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went lib with caile today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too bored and BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for my allowance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when are we next meeting up???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, my school start at 840 tml(=&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115245576123448988?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115225194189151534</id><published>2006-07-08T04:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:03:46.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid LING!&lt;br /&gt;Say I lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to write ma.&lt;br /&gt;My life also nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Pffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HIM LAAA. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala. &lt;br /&gt;Going out w _____ on Monday, so next week can't meet you guys again.&lt;br /&gt;SIGHS. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115225194189151534?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115225194189151534/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115220454113764527</id><published>2006-07-07T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:49:19.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's me again.SO BORED luh.&lt;br /&gt;qing and ying lazy pig.never UPDATE at all&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sent me home!!!wahaha.i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling was here(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115220454113764527?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115220454113764527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115220454113764527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115220454113764527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115220454113764527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115176994902508602</id><published>2006-07-02T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:05:49.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with YING today.she dont know make me wait for how long huh?owe me my lunch hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ps and wait for her while she gave tuition.Then we went walk walk.bought lot of stuff at times bookstore.Basically is waste money as i was using voucher.haha.FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to search for the INFAMOUS tamagotchi.I WANT THAT.any kind soul offer to buy for me?haha.no need la,just tell me where have is enough already(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the arcade,with my bro and cousin as well.played house of the dead 4.i LOVE it.hahaha.later on went to played bball.me and ying agaist my bro.YEA ,we win.wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING was here(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day you realise you love me is the day after i let you go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115176994902508602?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115167796199278457</id><published>2006-07-01T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:03:09.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pffs! Where's Ying?! Wahahah had funnnn today girls! looooovvvvvveeeeeesss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/3259/320/Ing%20girls%20-%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/3259/320/Ing%20girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115167796199278457?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115167796199278457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115167796199278457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115167796199278457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115167796199278457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/pffs-wheres-ying-wahahah-had-funnnn.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115159413181896815</id><published>2006-06-29T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T23:19:54.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee~im here again!and ying have not even post before.guess she did not even log in here ONCE yet.wahaha.tomorrow crashing nyp.lala~hope the lecture wont be boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE dinie.thank for the handmade cards and the pair of earring.i LOVE it loads.and i miss you badly.(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hints, ying and qing where's my belated birthday HANDMADE card?MEI LIANG XING.sob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.i still have not see you through school has start.and sad to say,i do  &lt;s&gt; miss &lt;/s&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING was here!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115159413181896815?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115159413181896815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115159413181896815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115159413181896815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115159413181896815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/weeim-here-againand-ying-have-not-even.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115150632682966351</id><published>2006-06-29T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:02:40.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>qing - first post. (:</title><content type='html'>ELO BABES.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally created this blog lur. Hope you two like the skin, aye! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop here! Much loves!!!! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-qingg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115150632682966351?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115150632682966351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115150632682966351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115150632682966351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115150632682966351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/qing-first-post.html' title='qing - first post. (:'/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393056.post-115150968419355906</id><published>2006-06-28T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T23:50:15.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee~i was here!dont ever watch SCARYMOVIE4 girls.it a stupid show.you will confirm regret it!!!dont say i never warn you 2 hor.Anyway ,we are crashing nyp on fri right?try to confirm with me asap kkies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,actually im BORED!can someone pls entertain me???any kind soul???arrgh.think im insane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIANS=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ling was here(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393056-115150968419355906?l=theinggirls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115150968419355906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393056&amp;postID=115150968419355906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115150968419355906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393056/posts/default/115150968419355906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theinggirls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/weei-was-heredont-ever-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>the ING girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686474807136616407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
