<?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-4614504952715396045</id><updated>2011-07-30T16:17:16.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is about...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subzero106.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614504952715396045/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subzero106.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>subzero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14208724498708183803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ppaxc8L9LI/TCnd_V9FJmI/AAAAAAAAACc/90o_mSnqKyc/S220/Catacombs_000.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614504952715396045.post-1347784033572047160</id><published>2009-11-30T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:10:37.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me n my other half</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;the time we spent together...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ppaxc8L9LI/SxPs1YbRDgI/AAAAAAAAABY/RqRQDRIEhT0/s1600/IMG_0445(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ppaxc8L9LI/SxPs1YbRDgI/AAAAAAAAABY/RqRQDRIEhT0/s320/IMG_0445(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409927979236134402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its been almost 4 months since I left Penang... many things have changed... but one thing for sure is my love for u will remain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ppaxc8L9LI/SxPrbvAOxdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gcZYt62KJW4/s1600/IMG_181623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 153px;" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614504952715396045/posts/default/1347784033572047160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614504952715396045/posts/default/1347784033572047160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subzero106.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-n-my-other-half.html' title='me n my other half'/><author><name>subzero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14208724498708183803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ppaxc8L9LI/TCnd_V9FJmI/AAAAAAAAACc/90o_mSnqKyc/S220/Catacombs_000.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ppaxc8L9LI/SxPs1YbRDgI/AAAAAAAAABY/RqRQDRIEhT0/s72-c/IMG_0445(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614504952715396045.post-7962112663975753667</id><published>2007-12-05T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:25:36.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i really don't understand why some of us hang on when we know that things aren't going to work out??? is it really worth the time??? is it worth the tears??? is it worth the pain that is causing you??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;letting go isn't easy but if you don't let go when will you know be able to move on??? there are surely much more better people out there in this world... breaking up with the person you currently love is hard... but if they are causing u so much pain is it worth hanging on any longer??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614504952715396045-7962112663975753667?l=subzero106.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subzero106.blogspot.com/feeds/7962112663975753667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614504952715396045&amp;postID=7962112663975753667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614504952715396045/posts/default/7962112663975753667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614504952715396045/posts/default/7962112663975753667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subzero106.blogspot.com/2007/12/hanging-on.html' title='hanging on'/><author><name>subzero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14208724498708183803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ppaxc8L9LI/TCnd_V9FJmI/AAAAAAAAACc/90o_mSnqKyc/S220/Catacombs_000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614504952715396045.post-6726366653217460077</id><published>2007-10-19T00:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T03:38:30.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PSDC Prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am still wondering if i should go to my college's prom or not... should i go or not??? If i go, i wanna go wit a date... if i were to go without a date i feel abit odd... but if were to go wit a date then i have to pay more... wad more JOE wana bring 2 dates... good for him... sad for me... i was thinking of asking Wendy to go wit me... but she's yet to confirm wit me... i doubt PSDC prom wil b as nice as other colleges prom nite... wahahahaha XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614504952715396045-6726366653217460077?l=subzero106.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subzero106.blogspot.com/feeds/6726366653217460077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614504952715396045&amp;postID=6726366653217460077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614504952715396045/posts/default/6726366653217460077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614504952715396045/posts/default/6726366653217460077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subzero106.blogspot.com/2007/10/psdc-prom_19.html' title='PSDC Prom'/><author><name>subzero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14208724498708183803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ppaxc8L9LI/TCnd_V9FJmI/AAAAAAAAACc/90o_mSnqKyc/S220/Catacombs_000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614504952715396045.post-3555385600849324860</id><published>2007-10-19T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:23:37.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nothing comes free in the world... THINGS might come cheap or expensive... there r also things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; r priceless such as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;frenships&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;realtionships&lt;/span&gt;... no money nor wealth can buy u a true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fren&lt;/span&gt; or a true luv... true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;frens&lt;/span&gt; n true luv comes just like a gust of wind... it comes from no where but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; stay wit u forever... u can't see it but u can feel it... if u luv someone don wait til its too late to tel her... luv needs expression... if u were to keep the feelings deep down inside wit u no one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; n u won't gain anything but end up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;regreting&lt;/span&gt;... regret to see that very person u had such amazing feeling end up wit some other guy... don b a loser, don b &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;affraid&lt;/span&gt; take the courage n try to express how u feel towards her... if she feels the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;u'll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; at the very moment u express it to her...&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;her sweet gentle smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; do all the talking... no word needs to b spoken... if she don den she'll just ignore that very phrase n pretend to do something else or pretend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; she din hear u... i don think any guy is dumb enough to repeat it again... it takes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of courage to say it for the 1st time but it takes even more courage for u to say the same thing again... u just can't cos all the courage had been used up in the 1st try... don take a rejection as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; useless or 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tought&lt;/span&gt; bout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; appearance... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;love's&lt;/span&gt; not bout finding the perfect person... its how u look at an imperfect person perfectly... take it as a lesson n think back hard where u went wrong... were u too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;spontanious&lt;/span&gt; wen u express &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;feellings&lt;/span&gt;??? it might b too early for her, she might not know u as well as u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;tought&lt;/span&gt; u know her... or she just don feel the way u do... try getting closer to her n u might &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; u did wrong... don try to come out on top of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; game cos it might just b above &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; league try keeping a low profile... the rite person &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; come without u knowing it... just like the wind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614504952715396045-3555385600849324860?l=subzero106.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subzero106.blogspot.com/feeds/3555385600849324860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614504952715396045&amp;postID=3555385600849324860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614504952715396045/posts/default/3555385600849324860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614504952715396045/posts/default/3555385600849324860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subzero106.blogspot.com/2007/10/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>subzero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14208724498708183803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ppaxc8L9LI/TCnd_V9FJmI/AAAAAAAAACc/90o_mSnqKyc/S220/Catacombs_000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
