<?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-4689806765695153966</id><updated>2012-01-28T02:00:09.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawaranadesiko</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hazel Toh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352710863326808034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/StS049GRTZI/AAAAAAAAHc0/o7KCxpegq3M/S220/jabsss+165.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689806765695153966.post-3408016660436846384</id><published>2009-11-20T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T07:57:48.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NOW @ &lt;a href="http://smashbulbs.blogspot.com/"&gt;SMASHBULBS!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I just changed my blog url! CYA THERE ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/Swa8dAH_elI/AAAAAAAAHjA/-o7B9HAyH-Q/s1600/untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="102" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/Swa8dAH_elI/AAAAAAAAHjA/-o7B9HAyH-Q/s320/untitled.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689806765695153966-3408016660436846384?l=kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/feeds/3408016660436846384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689806765695153966&amp;postID=3408016660436846384' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/3408016660436846384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/3408016660436846384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-smashbulbs-d-i-just-changed-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel Toh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352710863326808034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/StS049GRTZI/AAAAAAAAHc0/o7KCxpegq3M/S220/jabsss+165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/Swa8dAH_elI/AAAAAAAAHjA/-o7B9HAyH-Q/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689806765695153966.post-2069485636360524440</id><published>2009-11-20T07:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T07:09:45.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;BE RIGHT BACK!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689806765695153966-2069485636360524440?l=kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/feeds/2069485636360524440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689806765695153966&amp;postID=2069485636360524440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/2069485636360524440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/2069485636360524440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/2009/11/brb.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel Toh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352710863326808034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/StS049GRTZI/AAAAAAAAHc0/o7KCxpegq3M/S220/jabsss+165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689806765695153966.post-28824995672077500</id><published>2008-09-11T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:02:45.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gossips. badMOUTH. Insult. Accuse. BLAME. Talk. Hide. PRETEND. Work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;What's that seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;I understand that for EVER-REE-THING, there must be a balance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;So there must be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Good and Bad. Pretty and Ugly. Smart and Stupid. Hardworking and Lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Which is to say.. They're quiet people and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOISY PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Hi. I know after this post, everyone will start telling me how I'm bringing myself down again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Then random people that claim to 'know me' would start commenting either secretly or slightly more openly.. (what I meant was - in anonymous form)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Actually that's not very important. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even without blogging, people have been looking at me with those accusing eyes that really hurts. I mean seriously, I can imagine people pointing fingers at me everywhere I go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Okay fine a little too exaggerating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Wtf is with BLOGhopping. I don't believe that by simply reading other peoples' blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;, You would totally know what the hell is going on in that person's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;You read for entertainment or to kill boredom..... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not to dig into other peoples' life and then start spreading crap about them right?&lt;/span&gt; Yes no yes no? Okay maybe you carry an ulterior motive for reading so much &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you fucking busybody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You fucking want to know everything. And there you got it, you fucking got to know everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Did I offend someone or something? Why do gossipers revolve around me ALL the fucking time. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Betrayal&lt;/span&gt;. I never thought it would actually happen to me. HAH. What the fuck. How true right, secret DON'T FUCKING MAKE FRIENDS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;I know I'm very very VERY VERY VERY petty to bring up the past again but ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;It just upsets me to know that a best friend could actually do this to you. I rather the PIs shit be really real than to know that my trust was taken as a joke and toyed with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;You probably didn't mean it but .. I still cannot get over this fact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;You probably were very concerned then but, you shouldn't have done this. Maybe I might regret by this time if you hadn't block my path.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But it doesn't mean that you should act blur when I was crying my lungs out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Sorry but this just came to my mind suddenly. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry for being such a fake telling the whole world that lie didn't really affect me.&lt;/span&gt; Obviously I know that my first love is a fucking lie but, I'm just too blind to get out of it.. In fact&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I didn't want to&lt;/span&gt;. And it crashed me even harder to know that my friend didn't side me. When I learnt the whole truth, my heart was like literally smashed into a million pieces. And its fucking embarrassing. Imagine your mom telling you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"eh you claim you have the bestest friend on Earth but guess what, she was the one who gave you away..great friend indeed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;I totally went speechless. I didn't have to guts to defend cuz there was really nothing I could say. But does anything I say matter? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Maybe I should really get my harshest lesson then I wouldn't speak like that anymore. I know it's not worth it or anything, but I really miss those times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Like totally imagining having probably the sweetest love calling you his sweetest love, showing you the sweetest care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Good things come to an end, just didn't expect it to end so abruptly.. I rather he break my heart and end then to be betrayed by a friend. Shouldn't a friend stand by me and wish us all the best. At least back then. But no, I don't bear any grudges.. just had something to comment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Well after all, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best friends just want the best for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And he is definitely not the best for me what. I know clearly, I'm too sentimental. I'm too impulsive. I don't know how to say 'no'. And I get in and out of relationships very fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;But wait, I don't think I have a better choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;People always see the surface of things. Hell yes, even other peoples' affairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I beg all gossipers to do their homework before spouting any nonsense.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;If you guys want to mention anything about me being a heartbreaker or flirt or anything like that. I swear man, erase it please. WTF. Who the fuck is the heartbreaker man.. And who the fuck is actually flirting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Ya am very self-centered NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;I'm not trying to act pitiful and get everyone's sympathy. I just dislike being accused of what I'm not. And definitely do not like being talked about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;I know.. It's just me... I really wish that I could just close my eyes and pretend that everyone that is talking are just blowing bubbles then I can simply poke them off. But I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;I don't deny missing him badly. He's the only guy I stayed truly faithful for. He's the only guy I would probably never forget. No matter how a jerk he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;(No matter how he two-time or flirt) And no matter how much he wants every single bit of us to be erased. AND it doesn't matter to me whether my first love wasn't perfect. AND IT REALLY DOESN'T MATTER whether he was serious or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;I never thought I would cry so hard for someone. What a joke. My tears don't matter much hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I mention too many guys in my blog. And this make people see me as something else again. I don't know how to clear this and don't intend to. Maybe it's good in a way. I won't have to hide anything, and I won't have this constant fear that my secrets are making friends everywhere. Yes so what. I like them all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;YES SO WHAT?! Please lor, Like is not even a strong word. I never say I love them and I wanna get married with them desperately. Come on I am only 16, I don't think you wanna tell you me you never had crushes for anyone before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I probably love him only, in my whole life.. I'm confirm this line I just made when I get to know the real meaning for loving someone. But right now, to me.. that's love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm not sure about my crushes. I'm not sure if it's really like or anything, but I can't control myself from being attracted to them.. And most importantly, I'm not doing anything against anything. I'm single, and so are they. Okay lol that's not important. I'm just enjoying talking to them that's all. WHAT'S SO WRONG ABOUT HAVING CONVERSATIONS. ......... I just feel comfortable talking to them, and I like getting this same feeling I once had. But definitely never thought about replacing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I tried to move on, but he wasn't as good as he seem like he is. So. My fault again. Yes hearbreaker hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Guys and girls = cannot be friends. Girl = can like one guy forever and that's it, if not people will say about your quick change of heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Guy = can like 1 million girls as long as you don't do anything, your name is still nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why can't girls be like guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's really very hurting to know that.. those people you love with all of your heart are breaking your heart one after another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm very depress that I'm ruining my artwork each time I enter the art room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Must you really be me to understand me" ..hmm true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689806765695153966-28824995672077500?l=kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/feeds/28824995672077500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689806765695153966&amp;postID=28824995672077500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/28824995672077500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/28824995672077500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-machine.html' title='Time Machine'/><author><name>Hazel Toh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352710863326808034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/StS049GRTZI/AAAAAAAAHc0/o7KCxpegq3M/S220/jabsss+165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689806765695153966.post-1226871946508622616</id><published>2008-09-01T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T03:17:53.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>I randomly deleted the whole template for latenightkiss and, now I'm back to kawaranadesiko.&lt;div&gt;That's so lame, I should have kept the skin =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday went to baybeats with holidays and nic's ahem, fajeli, shaik, haikel and haikel's couz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sry flinz for being such an asshole ytd teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/SLvA1KFr3ZI/AAAAAAAAECU/OszSAxooPHM/s1600-h/IMG_5530%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/SLvA1KFr3ZI/AAAAAAAAECU/OszSAxooPHM/s320/IMG_5530%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240994610849504658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not a private blog. Lol. Although it looks like one lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait blogs........ are not private in the first place. If I chose to blog, I should have known that nothing can be kept private. Anyways I have nothing to hide so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay will update some other time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689806765695153966-1226871946508622616?l=kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/feeds/1226871946508622616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689806765695153966&amp;postID=1226871946508622616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/1226871946508622616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/1226871946508622616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/2008/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Hazel Toh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352710863326808034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/StS049GRTZI/AAAAAAAAHc0/o7KCxpegq3M/S220/jabsss+165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/SLvA1KFr3ZI/AAAAAAAAECU/OszSAxooPHM/s72-c/IMG_5530%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689806765695153966.post-7497746705194806081</id><published>2008-03-20T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T07:40:19.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, if you came back to Kawaranadesiko..&lt;br /&gt;You're SMART.&lt;br /&gt;I changed my link from resonating-light to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://latenightkiss.blogspot.com/"&gt;LateNightKiss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there, bye ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689806765695153966-7497746705194806081?l=kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/feeds/7497746705194806081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689806765695153966&amp;postID=7497746705194806081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/7497746705194806081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/7497746705194806081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/2008/03/hi-if-you-came-back-to-kawaranadesiko.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel Toh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352710863326808034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/StS049GRTZI/AAAAAAAAHc0/o7KCxpegq3M/S220/jabsss+165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689806765695153966.post-4815840668712773252</id><published>2008-02-15T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:41:45.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New  Blog Link Again.</title><content type='html'>YES.&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my blog link again.&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother to relink :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://resonating-light.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://Resonating-Light.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689806765695153966-4815840668712773252?l=kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/feeds/4815840668712773252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689806765695153966&amp;postID=4815840668712773252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/4815840668712773252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/4815840668712773252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-blog-link-again.html' title='New  Blog Link Again.'/><author><name>Hazel Toh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352710863326808034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/StS049GRTZI/AAAAAAAAHc0/o7KCxpegq3M/S220/jabsss+165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689806765695153966.post-6666373258663734652</id><published>2007-05-19T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T05:45:07.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed link.</title><content type='html'>yeah i changed my link.It's kinda obvious anyways. http://hellojerk.blogspot.com is formed becos of SHADOWS/JABS influence.ohwells since Madeline hav changed it.. so i tink thr is a no need for this URL. i still love http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com more. :D Don't have to relink or link or wadever becos thr's nth interesting in my blog. ya but still if u all feel like doing so, its still up to you and not up to me to decide. Have fun choosing. :) &lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE HELLOJERK, HELLO KAWARANADESIKO.&lt;br /&gt;sorry , cn't link you thr becos i'm currently using Edgar's laptop and somehow this laptop doesn't seem to like HTML or rather blogger doesn't like HTML when i'm using his laptop. And thr's no way i cn [b] or [i] or [u] my posts using this laptop. ohwells. nvm :D i'm boreddddddddd now, and i'm not going to blog here anyways  ;p so nw i'm typing crap, love it or hate it i don't care. GOODBYE BECOS, i've decided to crap before i leave since i'm so blooooooody bored.&lt;br /&gt;I am bored.I'm bored that's why i'm here. I'm here becos i'm bored. I love kawaranadesiko. I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE kawaranadesiko. Haicdwei Smi Himalo :D goooooooooooooooodbye ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689806765695153966-6666373258663734652?l=kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/feeds/6666373258663734652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689806765695153966&amp;postID=6666373258663734652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/6666373258663734652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/6666373258663734652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/2007/05/changed-link.html' title='Changed link.'/><author><name>Hazel Toh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352710863326808034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/StS049GRTZI/AAAAAAAAHc0/o7KCxpegq3M/S220/jabsss+165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689806765695153966.post-9018822759112514454</id><published>2007-04-27T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T17:08:50.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm glad tat ure fine now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp; i rlly still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;no more substitude ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;no more nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i like tat feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it feel so real. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hellojerk.blogspot.com/"&gt; HelloJerk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689806765695153966-9018822759112514454?l=kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/feeds/9018822759112514454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689806765695153966&amp;postID=9018822759112514454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/9018822759112514454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/9018822759112514454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-glad-tat-ure-fine-now.html' title='i&apos;m glad tat ure fine now.'/><author><name>Hazel Toh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352710863326808034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/StS049GRTZI/AAAAAAAAHc0/o7KCxpegq3M/S220/jabsss+165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689806765695153966.post-9061319861823583698</id><published>2007-04-19T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T06:03:08.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new link :x</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i love Kawaranadesiko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;so this link will be MINE forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;maybe ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyways ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;new link :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" href="http://hellojerk.blogspot.com/"&gt;HelloJerk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hello - slut , ass , bitch , &amp; jerk :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;loves SHADOWS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&amp; loves my kawaranadesiko too .. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ilovemyself :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689806765695153966-9061319861823583698?l=kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/feeds/9061319861823583698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689806765695153966&amp;postID=9061319861823583698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/9061319861823583698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689806765695153966/posts/default/9061319861823583698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaranadesiko.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-link-x.html' title='new link :x'/><author><name>Hazel Toh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352710863326808034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUNS1tgSts0/StS049GRTZI/AAAAAAAAHc0/o7KCxpegq3M/S220/jabsss+165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
