<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086</id><updated>2009-02-21T20:09:16.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soul</title><subtitle type='html'>heart and soul</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-115608547343963921</id><published>2006-08-20T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:51:13.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my fortune</title><content type='html'>◎您是幸運的星辰，最有福氣，物質生活無虞。熱情有禮，喜歡有智慧，守承諾的人。個性聰明靈巧，學習能力強，但做事卻常常只有五分鐘熱度。◎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;根據命理來分析您的個性，潛意識，以及行為模式，您是屬於「星辰命」，因此您天生具有星辰的特質，天上的星辰閃爍不定，因此您思考比較快速，也容易有五分鐘熱度。星辰雖多，但光亮不如日月，因此您比較不喜歡出風頭，也不喜歡給人很強勢的感覺。星辰光芒不強，只照耀某些地方，因此您比較感性，好惡分明，您願意為喜歡的人犧牲奉獻，但是對於不喜歡的人卻不想往來。星辰高掛天空，看盡世間，因此您天生就很聰明靈巧，學習能力強，對事物有多方面的興趣，也能侃侃而談，但卻有滾石不生苔的問題，缺乏堅持到底的毅力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此外，您喜歡老實誠信的人，不喜歡自以為是的人，而能讓您佩服的人，多半是有想法，才華與智慧的人，能夠在心靈上讓您提昇的人。您的一生，像星辰一樣，明亮閃爍，受到眾人矚目，但是星辰並非隨時都光彩奪目，有時也會光芒黯淡，這時就是您的磨練，只要您經得起外在的考驗，不怨天尤人，進而學習成長，一旦通過考驗，您的成就將不可限量，是領袖級的人物。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◎您本命五行木太旺，肝膽機能比較弱，容易肝火旺盛，要注意膽固醇，三酸甘油酯的問題。◎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;根據命理分析，您天生肝膽功能比較差，在年輕的時候不會有太大的問題，頂多是肝火旺盛，長青春痘，容易煩躁等問題，但是如果您現在不照顧肝膽功能，隨著年紀越來越大就很容易有膽固醇過高或三酸甘油酯過高的問題，甚至容易導致免疫功能衰退、肝功能異常、脂肪肝、肝硬化、膽結石、膽囊息肉、青光眼、白內障或視力病變等問題。因此您不能過度勞累，而且千萬不能喝酒，要維持正常作息，早睡早起，才可以保護先天比較弱的肝膽功能。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此外，所謂「病從口入」，人類大部分的疾病來源都跟飲食有關，根據中醫理論，食物可以分成金、木、水、火、土等五種五行。您可能偏好吃酸的東西，像是泰國料理，或是酸辣湯等，應該都符合您的口味。因此，您的細胞中，充滿太多「木」的五行，會導致健康，財運與事業的不圓滿，建議您平時最好能飲食均衡，菜色均衡，則陰陽五行調和，生活美滿幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◎但是您八字缺金，呼吸系統機能也比較弱，容易呼吸不順，感冒咳嗽，或有氣喘等症狀。◎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;根據命理分析，您天生呼吸系統功能比較差，在年輕的時候不會有太大的問題，頂多是容易鼻子過敏、流鼻水、咳嗽、感冒、胸悶、腹瀉或便秘，但隨著年紀越來越大，呼吸系統需要更多的照顧，不然很容易導致鼻竇炎、氣喘、肺炎、支氣管炎、大腸息肉、直腸炎等問題。因此您不能過度勞累，而且千萬不能抽菸，要維持正常作息，早睡早起，才可以保護先天比較弱的呼吸系統。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此外，您是屬於比較隨性的類型，凡事方便就好，因此不會很注重居住空間以及工作環境的品質。您做事情也比較心急，缺乏耐心，所以您與其他人相處的關係並不是那麼的融洽，也缺少貴人的提攜。如果您想改變這種現象，要開始練習腹式呼吸，此外，要保持週邊環境的空氣新鮮，通風順暢，尤其晚上睡覺的時候，臥房千萬不可緊閉門窗。只要您體內的氧氣充足，那您的命運將會有很大的改變，身體健康，財運順利，事業圓滿，家庭幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◎簡易愛情分析，您是屬於比較嬌貴的太太。您的愛情不是屬於濃情密意的那一型，他比較沒主見，而您比較有智慧，在未來的感情路上，您們會遇到許多溝通上的問題，需要您們以智慧與包容來一一克服。◎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;您愛情的模式，根據命理分析，您對於在生命中出現的異性，不太容易心動，您的眼光有點高，因此除非對象很完美，內外在美兼具，氣質儀表出眾，還要有深度，您才會心動。這類型的男生是世間稀有，如果有，早就被別人追走了。因此，您容易感嘆得不到真愛，尋常的愛情您也不容易珍惜。一般來說，您是具有深度的人，異性對您的第一印象都不會太深，需要經過交往的階段，異性才會發現您的氣質、優點與內在美。換句話說，您的戀愛對象不容易第一眼就喜歡上您，卻很可能經過長時間相處而喜歡上您。相反地，您很容易第一眼就確定喜不喜歡一個人。因此，如果您在等待美好的愛情，您可以試著把自己的內在美透過各種方式表現出來，多參加各種活動，多培養各種興趣，多接觸不同人群，如此您會在不知不覺中，讓您的內在美隨時展現，愛情才會更順利。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在人生的旅程中，您對於愛情有點挑剔，因此在生命的河流中，要碰到兩情相悅，並擦出愛的火花並不是那麼容易，但卻也不是那麼難，您和愛人的戀情最容易在變遷時發生，例如工作變動，生涯轉換，或進入一個新環境，或參加陌生的活動。離開您熟悉的環境，讓您感覺到缺乏熟悉事物的保護時，才容易卸下您的心防，並且發生新戀情。至於，結婚的對象，因為您會比較注重精神層次，因此您很有可能會晚婚。若是您到現在，對象還沒有出現，您身邊認識的人中，最談得來、個性最相合，或一直守在您身邊的那一位可能就是您的對象了，只要您真心誠意給對方一點暗示，幸福就在您身邊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◎簡易事業分析，您的工作類型大部分都需要思考，從事一些靜態的工作。這類型的工作，需要有才華，有理想，能專心，以心靈為導向。◎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每一個行業中都有不同的職位，而您的工作類型，不論在哪一個行業中發展，大部分都需要思考，從事一些靜態的工作。例如，行政管理，市場行銷，文化藝術，學術研究，發明創造，宗教哲學，非營利事業等偏向靜態的工作。這類型的工作，需要有才華，有理想，能專心，以心靈為導向。如果您選擇從事這類型工作，您會比較順利，輕鬆，也更能發揮所長。但是世界上跟您一樣有天份的人很多，唯有不斷進步才有無可取代的價值。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另外，您的工作類型容易產生下列迷思。一、喜歡思考的人容易沉浸在自己的世界，一般人不容易進入您的內心，所以會比較孤獨寂寞。二、喜歡思考的人缺乏執行力，容易說得多做得少。三、喜歡思考的人不喜歡爭名奪利，不容易經由競爭而成功，但可以經由等待而成功。此外，對於其他工作領域，像是績效導向的工作，協調整合的工作，領導統馭的工作，或體力勞動的工作，都是您比較不適合的工作類型，您會覺得乏味無趣，不願意做，也做不久。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◎簡易財運分析，您會賺錢，但是不易守財。您有很多的興趣，也比較注重生活品質，您對於跟興趣或生活品質相關的花費不會吝嗇。◎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;根據命理分析，您會賺錢，但是不容易守財，也就是不容易經由儲蓄累積財富。您有很多的興趣，因此您對於跟自己興趣相關的花費不會吝嗇。您也比較注重生活品質，因此對於提升居住品質，或營造心靈品質的花費也不吝嗇。您的個性也不容易拒絕別人，所以身邊經常有很多情況需要花錢，就算您手頭比較緊，該花的錢您還是會花。一旦您手頭比較寬裕，您花錢起來會更大方，正因為如此，您當然不容易存錢。如果以一生的時間來衡量，您今生大部份的財富會被您拿來做自己想做的事情，您會認為您使用過的錢財才是您真正擁有的財富。之後，您不會遺留太多的財富給後代子孫。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-115608547343963921?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/115608547343963921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/115608547343963921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115608547343963921' title='my fortune'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-115599295795461625</id><published>2006-08-19T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T21:09:18.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>喜欢一个人， 在一起的时候永远是欢乐，&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人，你常常流泪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢一个人，当你们很久不减，你会突然想起他，&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人，当你们很久不见，你会天天想起他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢一个人，当你想起他，你会微微一笑，&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人，当你想起他，你会对着天空发呆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢一个人，你会想他有了孩子， 你一定会很喜欢，&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人，会有一天，你突然很好奇， 将来我们的孩子会是什么样子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢一个人就是希望大家都开心，&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人希望他会更开心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢一个， 你要的只是今天，&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人，你期望的是永远。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢一个人，在一起的时候会很开心，&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人，在一起的时候，会莫名的失落。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢一个人，你不会想到你们的将来，&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人，你们常常憧憬明天。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-115599295795461625?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/115599295795461625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/115599295795461625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115599295795461625' title=''/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-115485424635739920</id><published>2006-08-06T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T16:50:46.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can anyone stop acheiving something..? &lt;br /&gt;no...:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-115485424635739920?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/115485424635739920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/115485424635739920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115485424635739920' title=''/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-115414243285446344</id><published>2006-07-29T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T23:01:07.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>i think i m sick...&lt;br /&gt;and have a heavy sick...&lt;br /&gt;everytime when i feel unhappy, moody...&lt;br /&gt;i will get sick....&lt;br /&gt;home sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss home so much....&lt;br /&gt;i miss my life at home...&lt;br /&gt;i can read books on the bed...&lt;br /&gt;i can watch movie b4 sleep....&lt;br /&gt;i can sleep on a very nice, big mattress....&lt;br /&gt;i can mess up my room without care the image...&lt;br /&gt;i can listen to all my CDS....&lt;br /&gt;i miss astro...&lt;br /&gt;i miss cartoon network...&lt;br /&gt;i miss road runner show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss the kakak that clean my house once a week...&lt;br /&gt;and i realize how bz the house work is...&lt;br /&gt;wash clothes, cook meal, house cleaning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to do all this thing by myselk now....&lt;br /&gt;aih.....life in australia.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-115414243285446344?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/115414243285446344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/115414243285446344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115414243285446344' title='sick'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-115077393540832124</id><published>2006-06-20T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T11:25:35.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>australia. love</title><content type='html'>i ve been staying in Tasmania for few months. seriously, this place is boring, no city life, no friends life, my life just in like in the dark. But the unforgetable moment that i have is watching the stars on the sky. The stars is really different with the stars that i saw in Malaysia. i can always see the milky stars in the sky. that is really unforgetable. it is beautiful and shinning. the sky is without the cloud to block the stars. there is no any lamp post or extra glare in the nite. so the sky is clear and full with star. so i think this is only thing that i cant forget in Australia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-115077393540832124?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/115077393540832124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/115077393540832124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115077393540832124' title='australia. love'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-114820563104492417</id><published>2006-05-21T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T22:52:47.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>再见了，Stephen......</title><content type='html'>讨厌分离！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然我与你得相识并不很深，&lt;br /&gt;但是你却帮了我很多很多！&lt;br /&gt;也许在澳洲朋友不多，&lt;br /&gt;所以你的帮助让我觉得很温暖！&lt;br /&gt;在整个家里，我很安静！&lt;br /&gt;我不知如何跟你们沟通！&lt;br /&gt;也不敢与你们说话！&lt;br /&gt;但唯独是你那个不凶的脸能让我鼓起勇气的向你求助....&lt;br /&gt;你对我的功课给于意见，你帮我捉那些恶心的小虫，&lt;br /&gt;当你看到我在家闷时，顺便问我要不要去购物...&lt;br /&gt;而你也是在家唯一一个会与我玩闹得的！&lt;br /&gt;也许我们比较有接触，&lt;br /&gt;你的离别让我很不舍， 很伤心..&lt;br /&gt;我很珍惜我们这三个月的相处，&lt;br /&gt;虽然我的话真的少的可怜，&lt;br /&gt;因为我是不知如何把话表达出来的人，&lt;br /&gt;所以借由我的blog 把我的话表达出来，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;既然你选择了这一条路，&lt;br /&gt;就把路好好的走下去，&lt;br /&gt;而我也衷心的希望你选了一条很好的路。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再见了！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-114820563104492417?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/114820563104492417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/114820563104492417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114820563104492417' title='再见了，Stephen......'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-114675486112408208</id><published>2006-05-04T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:32:05.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love poet</title><content type='html'>When chemical get to works, that’s admire…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although just knowing for a short period of time but there is beyond words to explain, that’s admire…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he would think is too fast but, there are something cant judge by the time scale, that’s admire…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gal had no clear vision of goal and he able to lift her up from a sunken soul, that’s admire…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he never got a chance to know how she feel for him, that’s hurt…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he senses her feeling on him but keep pushing her for another guys, that’s terrible…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All she wants is just to let him know that she cares for him, no matter what… she would be there supporting him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not expecting of getting together rather of guessing the answer… could it be her expectation or could it be friend......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-114675486112408208?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/114675486112408208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/114675486112408208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114675486112408208' title='love poet'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-114621286076385574</id><published>2006-04-28T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T16:27:41.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>人不停的追求，为的是什么？&lt;br /&gt;对，可能你回答是为三餐温饱！&lt;br /&gt;但你在回想， 当人已经达到三餐温饱，人又在追求什么？&lt;br /&gt;他们不断的追求，也不过是在意别人的眼光如何去看他，&lt;br /&gt;为什么人那么在意人去怎么看他？&lt;br /&gt;也不过是面子和虚荣心在作祟！&lt;br /&gt;当他人在称赞，哇！你美呢！哇！你有这个！哇！你有哪个！&lt;br /&gt;人就会觉得很有面子！他觉很了不起，他有最好的！&lt;br /&gt;但，当发现别人有了比他更好的东西时，&lt;br /&gt;其他人就不再把眼光放在他的身上了！&lt;br /&gt;那他又去追求另外一个更好的东西再把别人的眼光从他人身上拉回在自己的身上！&lt;br /&gt;但他又会不会想到那个曾经为他得到面子东西？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人往往是不会满足于他现在所拥有的,&lt;br /&gt;也不会珍惜所拥有的！&lt;br /&gt;只会盲目的去追求，痛苦的追求！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-114621286076385574?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/114621286076385574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/114621286076385574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114621286076385574' title=''/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-114502200615667893</id><published>2006-04-14T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T21:40:06.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>或许我只是暂时被人遗忘了！！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-114502200615667893?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/114502200615667893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/114502200615667893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114502200615667893' title=''/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-114481513598356730</id><published>2006-04-12T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T12:12:36.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人的情感是心靈是最脆弱的部份</title><content type='html'>当一个人无助，需要安慰，&lt;br /&gt;而在这个时候，有一间屋子的人，&lt;br /&gt;适时而且毫无条件的伸出了援手，&lt;br /&gt;会很感动吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那屋子里住着一个我认识了三年的人，&lt;br /&gt;而其他的我也才刚刚认识，&lt;br /&gt;他们的帮助真的让我很感动的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;与家人和朋友说自己在这儿很不错，&lt;br /&gt;只不过是不想让他们担心，&lt;br /&gt;所以也保留了部分的真相，&lt;br /&gt;把所有的委屈与压力给吞进肚子里，&lt;br /&gt;所以，当肚子满了，而那些人给于地支持，&lt;br /&gt;真的还蛮让人热泪满眶!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以真的谢谢你们！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-114481513598356730?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/114481513598356730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/114481513598356730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114481513598356730' title='人的情感是心靈是最脆弱的部份'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-114406304767450315</id><published>2006-04-03T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:17:27.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回忆</title><content type='html'>离开大马大概一个月又五天！！&lt;br /&gt;很怀念大马的天气，食物，总的来说，应该是人，事，物吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;荒废了一年的时间，才知道这一年我是过得如此的逍遥，单纯，没烦恼。&lt;br /&gt;才踏入这个大学没多久，我已经可以感觉到这不是我要的生活。&lt;br /&gt;我已经到了那种不想要有竞争，压力的日子！&lt;br /&gt;压力到连午餐都可以给省掉的日子， 没有笑容的日子！&lt;br /&gt;很累，心灵上的空虚，加上身心上的烦恼，感觉自己好像打了很大的一场战！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以往的读书经历，朋友的陪伴，朋友的帮助，快乐，都好像不曾在这儿发生过！&lt;br /&gt;难道读大学，就不需要朋友吗？奇怪！&lt;br /&gt;也许我真的很难与人相处吧！感觉自己很难融入这所大学！&lt;br /&gt;在这边求学的日子，让我回想起了我在独中的日子！那一段我不想，也曾经遗忘了的日子！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我实在不想欺骗，说服自己说我很幸福，快乐！ 我已经不晓得什么是笑，什么是快乐了！！&lt;br /&gt;我不快乐，但是我还是得把今年给读完！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-114406304767450315?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/114406304767450315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/114406304767450315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114406304767450315' title='回忆'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-112645858925161480</id><published>2005-09-12T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T01:09:49.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat is love..? wat is marriage.&gt;?</title><content type='html'>A student ask a teacher, "what is love?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher said, "in order to answer yourquestion,&lt;br /&gt;go to the padi field and choose the biggest padi and come back..&lt;br /&gt;But the rule is: you can go throught them only once and cannot turn back to pick."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student went to the field, go thru first row,&lt;br /&gt;he saw one big padi,but he wonders....&lt;br /&gt;may be there is a bigger one later.&lt;br /&gt;Then he saw another bigger one...&lt;br /&gt;but may be there is a even bigger one waiting for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, when he finished more than half of the padifield,&lt;br /&gt;he start to realise that the padi is not as big as the previous one he saw,&lt;br /&gt;he know he hasmissed the biggest one, and he regreted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he ended up went back to the teacher withempty hand.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher told him, "...that is love,you keep looking for a better one,&lt;br /&gt;but when later you realise, you have already miss the person...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is marriage then?" the student asked.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher said, "in order to answer your question,&lt;br /&gt;go to the corn field and choose the biggest corn and come back.&lt;br /&gt;But the rule is: you can go throught them only once and cannot turn back to pick."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student went to the corn field,&lt;br /&gt; this time he is careful not to repeat the previous mistake,&lt;br /&gt;when he reach the middle of the field,&lt;br /&gt;he has picked one medium corn that he feel satisfy,&lt;br /&gt; and come back to the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher told him, "this time you bring back a corn....&lt;br /&gt;you look for one that is just nice,&lt;br /&gt;and you have faith and believe this is the best one you get....&lt;br /&gt;that is marriage."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-112645858925161480?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/112645858925161480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/112645858925161480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112645858925161480' title='wat is love..? wat is marriage.&gt;?'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-111194873003036574</id><published>2005-03-28T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T02:58:22.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>友谊........何为友谊？&lt;br /&gt;去接受一段新的友谊难但去维持一段友谊更难......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我目前的心态是懒惰的....&lt;br /&gt;不想去认识新朋友， 因为我懒惰去敷衍 人...&lt;br /&gt;而且我觉得敷衍人是一种不恰当的行为...&lt;br /&gt;既然不是拿出诚心与一个人做朋友,那又为何做出一些伤害别人的事呢?&lt;br /&gt;如果那位被你敷衍的人把你的敷衍当成真诚 , 而当他知道真相后他的感想又是如何呢？&lt;br /&gt;所以我是尽量不让自己踏入这滩浑水中...毕竟伤害人是一件不道德的事...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想交朋友也就算了，我竟然也懒得去解释一件事情的来龙去脉...&lt;br /&gt;认识也够久了，互相了解也够深了...&lt;br /&gt;不想为了一些小事而向任何人坦诚...&lt;br /&gt;如果这件事使你们不相信我... 那我也就算了 ...&lt;br /&gt;因为我相信朋友之间就是互相相信对方.. 不是吗？&lt;br /&gt;如果连最基本的信任也给不到， 那我不如和路边的路人甲沟通...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 我想我这样的性格与想法会把我的朋友们逼得远远离开我了...&lt;br /&gt; 我不是不喜欢朋友而我是不知该如何去与我的朋友相处...&lt;br /&gt; 但 ，我仍然希望我临终前我还是有朋友为我祷告的...&lt;br /&gt;我也希望我的朋友不会介意我一时不小心显示出的刁蛮与任性...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-111194873003036574?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/111194873003036574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/111194873003036574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111194873003036574' title=''/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-111124878266510554</id><published>2005-03-19T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T00:13:02.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOW TO TELL IF A GIRL LIKES A GUY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The guy will try to make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;2. He'll flirt with you when he can.&lt;br /&gt;3. He might try to show off around you.&lt;br /&gt;4. He'll help you out, if you ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;5. He'll stick up for you when you need it most.&lt;br /&gt;6. He'll be friendly to you and all your friends.&lt;br /&gt;7. He might call you for no good reason.&lt;br /&gt;8. He might make fun of you, in a joking way.&lt;br /&gt;9. He'll tell you that you did good, even if you did horrible.&lt;br /&gt;10. He'll make eye contact with a happy grin on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO TELL IF A GIRL LIKES A GUY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The girl will laugh at all your jokes.&lt;br /&gt;2. She'll stare at you with a smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;3. She'll ask you who you like, continuously.&lt;br /&gt;4. She might try to make you jealous.&lt;br /&gt;5. She'll beg that you do everything for her.&lt;br /&gt;6. She might start talking to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;7. She'll talk to you about the different varieties of guys.&lt;br /&gt;8. She'll always seem to be talking about how nice you are.&lt;br /&gt;9. She'll always be flirting with every other guy except you.&lt;br /&gt;10. She'll always ask what to do in a bad situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the source from friendster...:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-111124878266510554?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/111124878266510554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/111124878266510554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111124878266510554' title=''/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-111028868547761272</id><published>2005-03-08T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T00:11:26.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a cacat memory</title><content type='html'>i had passed a very weird day yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;all my emotions attend to my heart in a same day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy....&lt;br /&gt;i was very happy that day cuz i met a lot of my old friends yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;like those who really lost contact for quite sometimes 1..&lt;br /&gt;we dint chat a lot but we gossip a lot....this is SMSJ style....&lt;br /&gt;keep gossiping while meet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY AND EMBARRASSING....&lt;br /&gt;haha...embarrasing...wat do u think will make me feel embarrass....?&lt;br /&gt;yeah...i met the gangster in my friend's shop.....&lt;br /&gt;the most embarrass is i was shouting in my friend's shop without notice him was inside them too......after i finish shouting...he turned his head to me and say HI......&lt;br /&gt;this make me wanna leave the shop as soon as possible...&lt;br /&gt;feel sad that let him see my rude attitude....i always keep my image in front of him 1..but my image was broken by myself last nite with the my loud shouting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD....&lt;br /&gt;just a small method...&lt;br /&gt;i feel sad cuz my thumb drive need to be send to factory....&lt;br /&gt;i miss it so much...&lt;br /&gt;i downloaded a lot of new song but cannot listen to it..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN.....&lt;br /&gt;for sure i will do my survey on computer when i m in low yat plaza...&lt;br /&gt;i dun know is my requirement for a pc is tight or wat..i think i make every promoters in the low yat plaza suffer....&lt;br /&gt;but my requirement of a lap top is very simple...&lt;br /&gt;~not too heavy...not more than 2.5kg....&lt;br /&gt;~not too light....not less than 1.5kg...&lt;br /&gt;~must can run very fast...(is normal for architectual use)&lt;br /&gt;~must have a very nice graphic card...(is normal for architectual use too)&lt;br /&gt;those friends who went low yat plaza with me said i m very hard to served.&gt;?and my friends just stand behind me and feel shame and "wu nai"&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i still dunno which brand to buy.. a lot of brand in my mind now...&lt;br /&gt;the most funny thing tat my friend was asking a question "if the zombie taking our country and we are locked in low yat plaza, where to hide.." then another of my friend answer,"go to a shop and hide under a chair or table, then stop breathing..."she tot that zombie is same as "jiang si"...&lt;br /&gt;after this answer is out, 3 of us start laughing to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGRY...&lt;br /&gt;feel angry becuz i was fong fei kei by somebody..&lt;br /&gt;and that somebody was going out with her ex-bf........&lt;br /&gt;if i ware her..i wont come to the yum cha tat we ask her to come since she had already booked..&lt;br /&gt;but this fella never learn from past 1.....&lt;br /&gt;fong my fei kei for many many times already....&lt;br /&gt;scold her for many many times already....&lt;br /&gt;but she still cannot manage her time well.....&lt;br /&gt;angry..angry..decide dun talk to her for some days to show i m really angry this time...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all this had already past...it just a memory in my mind when he is going back to japan...&lt;br /&gt;and i believe we might have quite some time wont meet up...so just let this and photos to remind me we had a cacat memory....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-111028868547761272?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/111028868547761272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/111028868547761272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111028868547761272' title='a cacat memory'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-110934606727945216</id><published>2005-02-25T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T23:41:07.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl....</title><content type='html'>When a GIRL is quiet,&lt;br /&gt;Millions of things are running in her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL is not arguing,&lt;br /&gt;She is thinking deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full ofquestions,&lt;br /&gt;She is wondering how long you will bearound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL answers "i'm fine" after afewseconds,&lt;br /&gt;She is not at all fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL stares at you,&lt;br /&gt;She is wondering why you are lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL lays on your chest,&lt;br /&gt;She is wishing for you to be hers forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL calls you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;She is seeking for your attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL wants to see you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;She wants to be pampered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL sms's u everyday,&lt;br /&gt;She wants you to reply at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL says I love you,&lt;br /&gt;She means it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL says that she can't livewithout you,&lt;br /&gt;She has made up her mind that you areherfuture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL says "i miss you",&lt;br /&gt;No one in this world can miss you more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thinking of a gal really complicated....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-110934606727945216?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/110934606727945216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/110934606727945216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110934606727945216' title='Girl....'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-110883928100445099</id><published>2005-02-20T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T02:54:41.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stars</title><content type='html'>i can see everyone in love everywhere....&lt;br /&gt;i can listen everyone in love everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;i can see couple in every corner of the street...&lt;br /&gt;i can listen every couple is whispering everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;i can taste the love all around me....&lt;br /&gt;but still i can see some ppl are sad becoz of the love..&lt;br /&gt;i can still see there are some ppl are hurt because of love...&lt;br /&gt;i can still see there are some couple are hurting each other in the newspaper...&lt;br /&gt;is that because the couple cannot understand each other more,&lt;br /&gt;or because of love is like meteor, it is beautiful while the are flit in the sky, while its prettiness is gone, the meteor just like a grey stone in somewhere of the earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, is it same as the meteor..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun know...i m a dreamer....&lt;br /&gt;i always dream that love like the stars in the sky....&lt;br /&gt;it always bright and twinkling in the sky..&lt;br /&gt;maybe the stars cannot twinkling in today, but it will stlill twinkling in others day..&lt;br /&gt;just like the love will never die and always bright up my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i think too much..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-110883928100445099?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/110883928100445099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/110883928100445099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110883928100445099' title='stars'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-109655012110256811</id><published>2004-09-30T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T02:50:25.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10s.....</title><content type='html'>i was feel sad on my design...&lt;br /&gt;give up, give up and give up........&lt;br /&gt;after talk to david, i really feel wanna cry.....&lt;br /&gt;and finaly i cry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to cry silently,&lt;br /&gt;my tears hung in my eyes....&lt;br /&gt;that clever Andy saw it accidently and ask..."yiling, u cry ahh..?"&lt;br /&gt;this make my tears come out from my eye non-stop...&lt;br /&gt;bad andy..dont he know that i m shy to face people when crying..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i feel touching that most of my classmates support me when i m down...&lt;br /&gt;touching la...&lt;br /&gt;luckly i have friends to be with when i was down..&lt;br /&gt;luckly i had a date that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10s xiao chan cuz saying dun think about it anymore,&lt;br /&gt;10s eeshen for hugging me,&lt;br /&gt;10s yikai--&gt; dun think the work when ur emotion is too high,&lt;br /&gt;10s andy--&gt; r u okay now..?&lt;br /&gt;10s wen liang and shu sheng cuz cheer me up in the parking...&lt;br /&gt;10s kay yang for the msg....&lt;br /&gt;10s ying, weng weng, boey be with me when i m down...&lt;br /&gt;10s those surround me and tell me they meet the same problem..&lt;br /&gt;10s those i forgot to mention here cuz i m quite blur that day....so cant really remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally....special 10s...&lt;br /&gt;the one who always ring me and console me, support me, talk about the future and gossip...&lt;br /&gt;thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate the friendship that we build within this 2 years...&lt;br /&gt;i wont give up so easily 1..&lt;br /&gt;dun worry......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;billions of thanks to u guys......muaks.....&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-109655012110256811?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109655012110256811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109655012110256811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109655012110256811' title='10s.....'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-109596536019029243</id><published>2004-09-24T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T02:49:20.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upset...</title><content type='html'>2.15am.....just came back from mamak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel upset...my friend will going back to the place where he study...&lt;br /&gt;he is going to leave soon in another 19 hrs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he come back malaysia for about 2 months...&lt;br /&gt;our friendship is getting closer this 2 months...&lt;br /&gt;we went a lot of place...&lt;br /&gt;we went Sunway Lagoon, genting, port klang, red box..................&lt;br /&gt;i really feel happy in this 2 months....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played, eat, yum cha twice a week.....&lt;br /&gt;i always come back at mid nite....&lt;br /&gt;we laugh, disturb oher, chui shui and sleep(in the cinema) together...&lt;br /&gt;i seldom experience it since i was taking this architecture course.....&lt;br /&gt;i even quarredl with my secondary friends...&lt;br /&gt;but after this fella come back, he helped me improved my friendship with them.....&lt;br /&gt;and he did that successfully....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he is going to leave us soon...&lt;br /&gt;i really feel upset...&lt;br /&gt;i scare i dont have any happy time with them anymore...&lt;br /&gt;i scare i will not contact with them anymore...&lt;br /&gt;i scare i will quarrel with them again..&lt;br /&gt;i scare he wont come back to mal again..&lt;br /&gt;wat i really scare is... this is the time of our friendship ended.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 of my friend keep asking me why i really want to be with him till he depart to there....&lt;br /&gt;the answer is just 1......i dun wanna lose this friend....&lt;br /&gt;he is not my best friend but close friend..&lt;br /&gt;he is not really know me but we help each other when we need....&lt;br /&gt;he is ............................................................................too much, cant really list out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..i just can be with him in my memory..&lt;br /&gt;cuz most of my friends dun wanna go airport......they just said wasting time...&lt;br /&gt;in my mind....go airport to see ppl depart is to make the person will remember better that he has this friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad.....&lt;br /&gt;i just can be with him in my memory till he come back to Malaysia next time.....so that i  have a very happy time in this boring sem.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6785086-109596536019029243?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109596536019029243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109596536019029243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109596536019029243' title='upset...'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-109284179392568364</id><published>2004-08-18T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T23:09:53.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fansi</title><content type='html'>fansi fansi fansi......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to think about which uni is good....&lt;br /&gt;have to think which uni accept me...&lt;br /&gt;have to think which state's living cost is low...&lt;br /&gt;have to think which uni's fee is cheap...&lt;br /&gt;have to think for the future..&lt;br /&gt;have to think many many think....&lt;br /&gt;have to decide which uni to apply by this week....&lt;br /&gt;have to decide this uni in a very bz week that have quiz, test and studio...&lt;br /&gt;sometime i just hope that give up everything.....&lt;br /&gt;give up architecture life, give up my degree...give up my ambition...........&lt;br /&gt;give up..&lt;br /&gt;give up...&lt;br /&gt;give up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give up everything....dont need to think of any thing......dont need to entertain anyone...&lt;br /&gt;dont have group work....dont have assignment...dont have stress........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need a holiday.....to refresh my mind and my emotion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6785086-109284179392568364?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109284179392568364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109284179392568364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109284179392568364' title='fansi'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-109207629514420671</id><published>2004-08-10T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T02:31:35.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>key</title><content type='html'>i found a key to openned the happiness from my heart..do u..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-109207629514420671?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109207629514420671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109207629514420671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109207629514420671' title='key'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-109207585150493151</id><published>2004-08-10T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T02:28:35.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>woke up late today..and i tot i will late for the class..but finally i arrived there in time...&lt;br /&gt;i was looking forward to the gathering today...and i rushing all my work done by yesterday... finally i did.... haha....when the class teacher close the powerpoint presentation, i was packing my stuffs and everything into my beg...when the teacher say dismiss, i leave the college without saying any word...just becoz of the date today.....i arrived to sungei wang is already 12.15pm...i rush to the place where i suppose to be...luckly, i m not the 1 who joined in late...while i was there, the friendship between us come back....we showed our weakness, happiness, ugliness...but no one there to laugh at us.....b4 the gathering, i tot i cant speak to those guyz that hurted me..i even dont wanna c them anymore...but from the gathering, i know i can act like nothing in front of them....thats a good thing for me...we wont feel shame or shy to face each other.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finished our gathering about 3pm...then 4 fellas included me feel fatt hau...we took the sticker photos...actually i dun really like to take stickers photo b4..cuz, i dont know how to read japanese...but since 1 of my friend come back from japan...and he knows japanese, we really enjoyed the progress of posed and taking picture in the small box there....every pose is damn funny....licking, kawaii or showed the big eyes.....i really can feel that the happiness is from our heart.....not the fake smile ...then we pretended that we r so high educated....walked in to the MPH.....but we stayed there just for 5 mins and come out without carrying anything.....we hang around the bintang walk...i even persude my friend ponteng class...how bad to have this kind of friend rite...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last stop, DOME cafe.....this high class place was used as the mamak....the sharing of the cakes, soup and drinks.....the mixer of the chocolate powder and the ice lemon tea, and this lemon tea was called as teh o ais lemon....is really funny..and my bad habit..biting straw...thats wat i do in mamak everytime...we even kacau those waiters and waitress....since i start my college life, i never do that anymore...but today....aih....my image is down again...&lt;br /&gt;even we met traffic jam on the way back..but it is worth..cuz i really have a happy day......&lt;br /&gt;&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/6785086-109207585150493151?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109207585150493151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109207585150493151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109207585150493151' title=':)'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-109146645326984462</id><published>2004-08-03T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T01:07:33.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>key</title><content type='html'>i lost...i lost a key...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a key to open my heart....&lt;br /&gt;a key to release my feelings from my heart..&lt;br /&gt;a key to give me laugh, cry, sweet and happy..&lt;br /&gt;a key to love and to sense the beloved...&lt;br /&gt;a key to start my mood for doing something....&lt;br /&gt;a key to guide me have the correct way to treat ppl..&lt;br /&gt;a key..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this key locked everything inside my heart and it run away from me...&lt;br /&gt;how can it do so..?&lt;br /&gt;do it know that it is so important to me..?but i lost it..&lt;br /&gt;it hide from me...&lt;br /&gt;hide in somewhere that i dont know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help....help...help.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where can i find my key...?&lt;br /&gt;where i keep my key..?&lt;br /&gt;when i can have the key..?&lt;br /&gt;or who can open the lock of my heart...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-109146645326984462?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109146645326984462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109146645326984462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109146645326984462' title='key'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-109038733615689277</id><published>2004-07-21T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T23:39:17.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>communication</title><content type='html'>music is the best way to communication to the world...agree..? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to Richard Clayderman concerto....he was using his fingers to communicate to us by different music....he played most of the western classical and modern song.....but when he was playing the "liang zuk", the clapping sound is damn loud. this is because most of a audience is chinese...as i m a chinese, i m so proun to be a chinese....a mat salleh played a chinese music.....this proved that chinese not weak in composing music.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he bring us &amp;nbsp;visits his heart from the sad and happy thing.... &lt;br /&gt;when he is playing those happy song, ur head will swing together with the rythm, the melody and the beat.u can feel it is very joyful and a playful music......when he is playing sad song, u will have a kind feeling like heart ache...the heart pain till cannot breathe...... &lt;br /&gt;he played a lot a lot of song..like Love Story, Poem to Adeline, Ballade Pour Adeline, "liang Zuk", "ai ru zhao shui", Give a little time to yuor love an..........he played for one and the half hrs....i never regret to watch this song....it is a very nice show.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for dinner yesterday......the dinner had the performance too....it is the "agua" show...they performed music too....but the bad thing is they were "took advantage"by the customers.....the customers attact the breast of the "agua"...this is very bad...."agua" also need the respect from other...y those guyz so bad...? want to attact their breast..? i m so sad when i saw this happened.... i agree with wat my lecturer said...."malaysian is barbarian".........even i m the malaysian..but i have to say that too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of them also performer...they also communicate by using music..but y they have the different treatment..????? because is Richard Clayderman so the treatment is different.&gt;? or because malaysia got so many barbarian..?they never respect others feeling..? especially those rich person..i hate the most......money cant buy anything....okay....:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6785086-109038733615689277?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109038733615689277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/109038733615689277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109038733615689277' title='communication'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16867490170909248070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04446991607781197564'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6785086.post-108965557294906675</id><published>2004-07-13T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T02:06:12.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>i read my testimonial from my friend...she is my close friend....a very close friend to me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the testimonial she for me, she recalled back my secondary life...i was sitting the feng shui place where under the fan in the middle. when the teacher absent or the class is free, my place was surrounded by ppl...sumtimes 8, sumtimes 10. can u imaging 10 persons surrounding just only 2 tables.. luckily is under the fan, we still have the fresh air there... we r chatting, gossiping, kacau-ing or chui shui-ing. if my place are not full of person but others, then i was in the other class...going to the next class to do the same thing...y next class..? cuz next class is full with my taekwondo seniors and best friends...we talked about which school sir is leng chai, when are the matches, the leng chai is taking part the match, everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;examination&lt;br /&gt;when the exam is coming, most of us is bz on doing the question paper...and i like to fight with someone...he is quite shy and he is very good in math and add math...so when the exam is coming, both of us do many many math questions....just to fight whose marks is higher... while everyone is so serious, i always kacau those shy shy guyz...billy them or talk something about sex in front of them..haha, how naughty i m...when spm is coming, i am not stay at home and studying....i was going some where to play...i still remember i was going to mid valley even the next day is the exam for kimia..and finally my kimia get a E....:p, we kept miss called each other in the nite to wake up us, but still, i hugged my history book slept for whole nite..haha..in the next day morning, kept asking my friend wat will come out from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday&lt;br /&gt;i like to celebrate birthday, still, gather around the small table, sing birthday song, receive the greeting and gift from friends.....i have a unforgetable birthday during secondary. i received a big doll from a gang of my friend....the doll is tarepanda...that day was exam day. while i took my doll into the class, i was asking by the guru displin...then when i tell the truth, his face show unbeliveable..haha...so funny....b4 friend's birthday, we r cracking head wat to buy for him/her....we usually share the money to buy the present...(cuz we r still a student...a poor student)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveship&lt;br /&gt;i did like someone for that time...wat a funny thing is he have been together with a gal in my class, the funny thing is the gal very scare of me...with no reason...haha..maybe she felt sorry on me or there is many reasons to let me misunderstanding her or maybe her loveship is the most completecated in my class..maybe...thats just a guess....there is too many things between us...then now think of the guy that i like, nothing special, have a small eye, not very tall, cant study well sumore he is a gangster....haha...and now, i dun know wat he is being..maybe is a gangster head...i know 1 of his bestfriend, but i dont dare to ask...cuz his friend still think of i like him so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday and weekends&lt;br /&gt;wat normally teenager will do..? yup, we hang around.... we went to sunway lagoon...we played those excited game like roller coaster, magic carpet, fortune river and a lot........ we took a lot of photos, then we went to have our dinner at the fish shop...we chop those food that we cant finished then mix it up...so yuckky..but we still feel happy and dun care about wat other think of me..... and during hliday, we went to genting... and my careless make me forgot to bring my jacket...1 of my friend, boey, borrowed his jacket for me..so touching...i will never forget the way he treat me....my best BOY friend......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i appreciate the happiness that they gave me.....they help me have the memory in my mind..... if a human do not have memory, then his life will be very boring...live for nothing......10s....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &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/6785086-108965557294906675?l=solsoul.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/108965557294906675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6785086/posts/default/108965557294906675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solsoul.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108965557294906675' 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