<?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-7288690969353982867</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:29:18.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Secret A Story That Can't Say</title><subtitle type='html'>I m a person that always think so much....sometimes i feel it is good, it made my become a good planner...
but, sometimes it make trouble to me...specifically, when i m too free....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millonang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288690969353982867/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millonang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>millon_ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03525524295994070667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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pass'/><author><name>millon_ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03525524295994070667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288690969353982867.post-3704259996629271657</id><published>2008-03-17T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T12:10:10.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is we need??</title><content type='html'>&gt;may be eveyone will say tat.....nw we are in university...syudy...is wat v should do...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;bt...beside tat???wat else is inside our life????&lt;br /&gt;&gt;in my opinion....i dun wan my memories js only have study, study n study....then wat else??&lt;br /&gt;&gt;i dun wanna 2 be regret wen i m graduate....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;then....beside study wat is important???&lt;br /&gt;&gt;friend???activity????lover???games????or money????&lt;br /&gt;&gt;i think nw mant ppl will say friend o money is important...bt money is not in my consider...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;i think dy money will not cum like tat..bt wen v r working after university then we will find it..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;i think love is important....it make ppl learn...i make ppl think...it make ppl grown up...it make ppl felt out...it make ppl happy...it make ppl sad...it make ppl nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;bt....love js like a sea...as deep as dy pacific ocean.....once we are decided 2 swim...then u must have enough energy 2 find out the treasure in the ocean...an find out the keys...2 open out the door which is locked by inside...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;may be now i m confused...nw i m still thinking.....i m stll finding....i m still..................&lt;br /&gt;&gt;i won js let it go like this.....i will at least getting 1 ending 4 this longest story......even though, the even will be the sad ending...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;bt at least i try it...i say out wat is inside my heart....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;buddha bless me.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288690969353982867-3704259996629271657?l=millonang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millonang.blogspot.com/feeds/3704259996629271657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288690969353982867&amp;postID=3704259996629271657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288690969353982867/posts/default/3704259996629271657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288690969353982867/posts/default/3704259996629271657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millonang.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-we-need.html' title='what is we need??'/><author><name>millon_ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03525524295994070667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288690969353982867.post-8513162001193315260</id><published>2008-02-24T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:10:44.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart</title><content type='html'>&gt;b4 tis i olwes tel myself tat try n must follow the 5 step tat i learn from my teacher when v met sum1...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;tis time i though tat i can do it...bt....finally i fail....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;i olwes n olwes remind myself tat the 5 step is &lt;br /&gt;           1. meet each other&lt;br /&gt;           2. know each other&lt;br /&gt;           3. admire each other&lt;br /&gt;           4. like each other &lt;br /&gt;           5. finally, love each other...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;i olwes remind myself tat i will do anything js 2 make her n me 2 noe each other then i will let my luck 2 dy god...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;watever dy result i gt i will accept n it is js a process wen i meet sum1....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;bt...finally i noe i m a lie....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;bcos...my heart is lossing controll 2 miss sum1...wenever i sleep, i work, i run, i sit, i hapy, i sad....n wen i c her...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;my heart automaticlly fullfill by dy shadow of sum1.....tat make me can controll myself 2 miss her.....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;bt...nw i nit 2 stop it...bt tis nt hurt....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;wat make me feel hard n really hurt is...i nit 2 pull of the shadow inside my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;n it sketch up my little heart....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;love o like make ppl feel lossing...bcos...it is a dual channel communication....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;nw...i still do noe wat dy reaction tat i should hav...i js try make myself 2 be a pretender.............................................of anything...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;but...i oredy noe tat nt much ppl will accept n admire dy stlye like me....maybe...i nit time 2 prove it...bt...it oso nit dy rite 1 2 waiting 4 me n giving  me tat time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288690969353982867-8513162001193315260?l=millonang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millonang.blogspot.com/feeds/8513162001193315260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288690969353982867&amp;postID=8513162001193315260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288690969353982867/posts/default/8513162001193315260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288690969353982867/posts/default/8513162001193315260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millonang.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-heart.html' title='my heart'/><author><name>millon_ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03525524295994070667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288690969353982867.post-963761397454181733</id><published>2008-02-19T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T09:26:26.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when a superman is down.....</title><content type='html'>&gt;yesterday nite.......is a longest nite....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;even tat my eyes is close....bt my ears still can hear a sound tat come from my heart........&lt;br /&gt;&gt;it is like a broken sound.......n feel a bit hurt.......&lt;br /&gt;&gt;even tat i m lay on dy bed.....bt my nose still can smell dy smell tat cun from my heart......js masam as dy cuka.....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;even i m trying 2 sleep 4 whole nite...bt my mind js like dy standby CPU tat always run dy data inside it.....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;bt...dy CPU is out of my control....it js run dy data tat make me feel sad...disappoint....tired...n finally i loss my way.....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;even my body is tired n tired.....bt it is dun wanna go 2 sleep.....whole nite my body js feel cold...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;wat happen 2 me?????i m nt bcos tension of study...tension of test....everything tat is nt important....bt wat i care...wat i hope n wat i wish....is nt bcum truth anymor.....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;tis make me feel loss.....lost in a big jungle without dy compass......&lt;br /&gt;&gt;i noe no 1 is 100% perfect...n me 2.....i m oso a human tat nit dy caring...........................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&gt;maybe....tis is my weakness....i js hope tat the care from dy ppl tat i focus....so wen it is not happen then...i will bcum problem...my feeling will cum out......&lt;br /&gt;&gt;bt all tis happen js bcos of 1 ppl........1 ppl tat i oredy cant delete in my mind.....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;js like song tat sing by Jay chou.......(the longest movie)..............i oso nit 2 minute 2 freeze out my mind so tat "air muka" js freeze in mind......................................&lt;br /&gt;&gt;now........i m listening 2 tat song......maybe i nit 2 learn from the lyrics......looking 4 u n try 2 4gt u.................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&gt;if u listen 2 dy lyrics....u will noe wat is dy meaning 4 2nd sentences of lyrics.......i oso hav 1 present tat do noe hw 2 giv 2 u...............................................&lt;br /&gt;&gt;writen by a tired n tired person............sad in heart...disappoint at face.....n feel loss in mind......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288690969353982867-963761397454181733?l=millonang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millonang.blogspot.com/feeds/963761397454181733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7288690969353982867&amp;postID=963761397454181733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7288690969353982867/posts/default/963761397454181733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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is because this blog will be reading by the whole "world"......&lt;br /&gt;&gt;in my opinion or in my mind set......the blog is a place to write down our own secret and just can view by friends......&lt;br /&gt;&gt;but now,what i write will be opening to the anyone.......&lt;br /&gt;&gt;wow........ha ha....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;even though, i will also  try to change my mind set about this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;so that,i can write something that is really relative  with this blog's title......&lt;br /&gt;&gt;so....i wish my friend or whose are reading my blog have a nice day.....and have a sweet dream....&lt;br /&gt;****may be, you will feel strange why i write sweet dream at the last of this blog....you will know it in the coming blog......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7288690969353982867-5081178173181287042?l=millonang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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