<?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-6005968</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:47:59.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run AwaE</title><subtitle type='html'>Brushing off a new road</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107648330857503894</id><published>2004-02-11T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T15:10:58.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stupid Nicholas</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107648330857503894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107648330857503894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107648330857503894' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107633473090546289</id><published>2004-02-09T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T21:59:11.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woot 6A PeEps! I am SO FINAALY TOUCHED BY GODS GIFT!!! HE gAve Me a FriEnd Who LOVes Doing Layout TOO!!!!! THANKS GOD!!! AlthoUGH is a SHe (uh hum!), I stiLL love SHaRing My kNowledge WIth hEr. GOd i feel like crying...finally SEing MysELf in anOther Body. GOd Oh god... i hope this wouLD Be A gOOD FriEnd Like L.c, Lam YY, and Ky , TreASURES OF THE TREASURES.P.S my eyes are damn watery rite now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107633473090546289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107633473090546289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107633473090546289' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107633339759401720</id><published>2004-02-09T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T21:32:24.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found Simple Plan's Perfect. Simple Plan and Busted are about the same . Quite Monotonous their voice. But the songs are quite rappy and neat. Lolz. i like their chorus.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107633339759401720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107633339759401720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107633339759401720' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107633307505055409</id><published>2004-02-09T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T21:27:01.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok the gathering photos would come up by next week as last week and this week , i am veri busy. Some of you may ask Busy Doing wat? Play and study lohz...lolz...sry..really sry...too lazy too take the digi cam. fix it to the wire, wait for it to download, transfer to folders, upload to server, make some rearrangement, add filter and right-click disabled. I am terribly sorry for those who really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107633307505055409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107633307505055409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107633307505055409' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107588210881152591</id><published>2004-02-04T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T16:10:48.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today we bake cookies and it was really fun. I spilled lots of flour on the table and had use my hands to stir the dough (i noe alot of ppl will sae eeee but I  DID WASH MY HANDS!!!!!) and anywae it taste so niCE! Except to many nuts..yummy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107588210881152591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107588210881152591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107588210881152591' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107581263984162161</id><published>2004-02-03T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T20:52:58.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A pikachu layout :) By tomorrow or thursday, You all may get to seee the pictures that i took during the gathering...i will be showcasing then on my blog...so check daily !!! And that doggy picture over there-----&gt; For those who don't know...thats a  hit counter......if you don't know what a hit counter is then you are hopeless...This song makes my tummy ache...it reminds me of the old days...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107581263984162161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107581263984162161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107581263984162161' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107536170158593220</id><published>2004-01-29T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T15:37:12.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok ClAss I getting better....i starting to understand more people........and i hate maths period. ThAt Stupid Guy i talk about on my previous blog, keep laughing at this two numerals "1+1=" wats so funny? And the rest of the boys (most of them) went hahahahahaha again. SIAo! i think its about the private part again or something dirty. And they even ask me do u have two snowballs and 1 ice </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107536170158593220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107536170158593220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107536170158593220' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107520429309083300</id><published>2004-01-27T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T19:53:41.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've really got to sae this:MOST OF MY BOYS In MY CLASS ARE LAMERS!!!!!!!!tHey think they are cool just by saying dirty words and they made me so pissed off that i would spit at them one day!!! They are lamers i tell you, first-class lamers, even drawing they think until so dirty, and most of them was like haha except for me. Thats what make me so out. I don't know what so cool about talking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107520429309083300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107520429309083300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107520429309083300' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107451736500782320</id><published>2004-01-19T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T21:04:43.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You raise me up,telling me life was like a long long string,asking me to balance at every step took,If i ever had slipped,you said you would promised that you be there,stretching out your hands for me,and pushing me back up.As i continue my life journey,My Fear Is the Height,My courage is you,so if you ever is gone,my heart would shatter like glass.The string is longer than any old </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107451736500782320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107451736500782320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107451736500782320' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107451629109689514</id><published>2004-01-19T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T20:46:48.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phew! Moi Finish CHobits Anime Layout...haiz...no time to play game liaoz......waaaaaaaaaaaa......... so so sad........anywae the Song is by Josh Groban (excellent singer pupil of Celine Dion, gonna buy his album!!) You Raise Me Up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107451629109689514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107451629109689514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107451629109689514' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107425164677391749</id><published>2004-01-16T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T19:16:00.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a feeling of getting rejected. Somehow bp starts scolding me bad words and then i have to wait for a long period before my best friend( sort of) replys. I don't know whether i am hallucinating or is just a phobia of getting not noticed. I feel totally terrible. And to add the salt to the fire, i have to go for Band Practices. I really need some answers before i really go domestic. I really</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107425164677391749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107425164677391749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107425164677391749' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107356013073987530</id><published>2004-01-08T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T19:09:10.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoosh! Yipee! I finish this Kelly Clarkson Layout by 2 hours!! Yeah! So happi! Gonna put song soon....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107356013073987530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107356013073987530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107356013073987530' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107355424048371085</id><published>2004-01-08T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T17:32:09.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I guess i have a part of my life troubling me alot. Like what li chu had said, some of my friends had actually bad-mouthed me. Calling me all sorts of things, i sometimes feel so hurt, i feel like shouting right across their face. And because of those people, i normally go home alone, go recess alone, go anywhere alone. I never told this to my family cus i thought this is a hill God want me to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107355424048371085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107355424048371085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107355424048371085' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107347957141899773</id><published>2004-01-07T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T20:49:39.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss 6a alot alot alot alot alot alot..........i misss alll of the fun..........i missss u allll......................LOTSA OF LOVE, HUGGIES, KISSES, SMILES, JOKESG.Y.YP.S I do not noe why The Air Rifle ask me and 4 of my friends in my class to go for The AIr Rifle audition...i dunno why...anyway i did as badly as i could so that i could go Media Club Photography...(LOLZ)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107347957141899773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107347957141899773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107347957141899773' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107347916492805565</id><published>2004-01-07T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T20:39:44.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lets StaRt FrM YeStErdAY.....          Yesterday was the last day of my orientation camp, i was so tired i wanted to go home by 11 0'clock, we sat in the hall and watch a video of Needy Mongolians (whom our School adopted 20 - 26 of them) and then every month we need to pay 60C. We sang R. Kelly's De world's greatest, i believe i can, Mariah Carey Hero ,Lets hold on together and Hokey Pokey.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107347916492805565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107347916492805565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107347916492805565' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107329361980573454</id><published>2004-01-05T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T17:07:18.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Todae is worst than yesterday.... In the early morning, i assemble with my classmate, sitting beside Vincent num. 2 (there is 2 vincent in our klass) . Then the Dunno wat disciplne mistress, started to talk, bla bla.... Then she started to call in all the late ones then they were asked to stand in one row in front of the parade square for us to see... SECOND DAy OF SCHOOL, and she started </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107329361980573454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107329361980573454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107329361980573454' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107320693687285163</id><published>2004-01-04T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T17:04:58.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok ...since everibodi is writing about their experiences during the orientation camp...then must as well write mine...                                           Ok our class is called 1E2, the second class. We have 2 counsellor(dunno spell correctly), One called Jay(a gurl), her eyes something wrong and i keep calling Ah ma Jay. LOlz. She very funni lohz...and get bullied by me most of the time</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107320693687285163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107320693687285163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107320693687285163' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107312045788559226</id><published>2004-01-03T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T17:01:16.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have decided........i am cuming bck to write my blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107312045788559226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107312045788559226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107312045788559226' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107259741817309223</id><published>2003-12-28T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T16:01:32.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I jus read kel's blog....i realli dunno why.....why ppl normally judge my expressions like as if i was praising myself...can't sumbodi express the *REAL* inner thoughts abt ppl when ppl do it frequently. Its like me being so damn i diotic trying to explain as hard as i can but ppl still get the wrong idea abt it...its like people expect you to be something u ain't ........like u really want to be</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107259741817309223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107259741817309223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107259741817309223' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107251335263980286</id><published>2003-12-27T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T16:22:49.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Msg to Cai:: Ok lah! Veri funni........and the kung fu effects so damn cool...like matrix....I like the kung fu fighter who alwaes pose like an Eagle then went he got hit and he pose again...I *siao* dao ben diaoz...lolz....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107251335263980286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107251335263980286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107251335263980286' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107243487952151031</id><published>2003-12-26T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T18:34:55.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I dunno why but i am so damn happy right now. Can't believe Cai went to watch Anna In Kung Fu Land during Christmas, same as me lol...with my sis and my mum...cus my dad went to wedding dinner.....tts so cool...so qiao anywae...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107243487952151031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107243487952151031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107243487952151031' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107241151083346728</id><published>2003-12-26T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T12:12:39.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haiz......I am in hot soup rite now......  in between the heat of angry people....I've decided liaoz....I won't write anything on this blog abt my life anymore, to avoid misunderstandings...but i still be writing others...haiz........so Shi Bai..........Anywae, sry to kel.......My words must be to sensitive liaoz......zzzzzzzz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107241151083346728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107241151083346728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107241151083346728' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107233059222314652</id><published>2003-12-25T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T13:38:07.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok lets skip the bottom subject and talk about what i did yesterday... I went to Rivervale Mall with my grandpa and had lunch there, it was delicious but i had bad breath after lunch cause it was fish...lol!! And then we took 86 bus to my cousin's house. I saw a very very cute Golden Brown Dog......Kinda like Hush Puppies....then i went to my cousin's house and play bubbles....then we went down </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107233059222314652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107233059222314652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107233059222314652' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107232838022082708</id><published>2003-12-25T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T12:59:55.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe i shouldn't put this word 'changed' in front of her...(sensitive) i guess...Maybe i just tell her...my mind can't see you anymore...something like I don't understand u...so damn blurly....i can't even noe what u realli sae is the truth...is that what friends do...i guess i am a failure trying to understand most friendships......a failure yet can't put words to each feelings...its just that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107232838022082708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107232838022082708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107232838022082708' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107223348461018134</id><published>2003-12-24T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T10:38:20.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I dunno why, but this thought keep knocking on my head. Why am i still her friend? I wouldn't like to say her name cus i am quite scared of her actually. Shes changed thats what keep me away from her. We no longer talk much during meetings and never ever chat(mostly). But why just why I still say shes still my friend? Its like shes just a stranger, no more of that friendly her anymore. Its like i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107223348461018134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107223348461018134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107223348461018134' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107215148750465147</id><published>2003-12-23T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T11:51:42.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to new Sec School todae ......haiz....got totally embarassed by my parents.....they keep asking people around me...wwhat school they are from...i almost felt like running awae...but now right at that moment i'm thinking of my friends...missing them....i saw Mason, Jasmine, Jia Hui, and an old old friend, Stanley. Change alot...zzz......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107215148750465147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107215148750465147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107215148750465147' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107207728318028317</id><published>2003-12-22T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T15:14:58.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If one day you brushed past me without knowing,would u ever care that i was missing you, crushed beneath ur bond?So how did you expect to forget me,when i can't even let you go.---------------------------------------------------------When you reached 15yrs old,would you still play with me chess till dawn?When you reached 18yrs old,would we still be hugging each other or would you be gone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107207728318028317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107207728318028317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107207728318028317' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107189660180989689</id><published>2003-12-20T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T13:08:53.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If one day u look up the sky, and dreamily drinking a cup of hot coffee,If , that moment u felt someone was watching you and you can't find who,its just me, worried about you, missing your every move you make,If one day you walk down the street and felt lost and unsure,think of me, the smiles that i cast upon you, the tears that make you so hard to forget,I will be there alwaes, even in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107189660180989689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107189660180989689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107189660180989689' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107179568765130449</id><published>2003-12-19T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T09:01:42.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I opened the door and had a 180 degrees of look around......Not much people had changed....Eliz and L.C had their hair style change...Kel wore her contact lense and a pink jacket(to me she almost look like my old kindergarden friend!LOL)......Lam YY had a straight scratch across his face and a bald head which i  don't think its funny at all......Emily grown alot taller than last time.....Julia </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107179568765130449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107179568765130449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107179568765130449' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107171182683319464</id><published>2003-12-18T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T09:44:00.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haiz.........i die sia.........u see....... that clay eggs i thought of making wasn'tt sucessful so ......die lohz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107171182683319464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107171182683319464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107171182683319464' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107163209290281109</id><published>2003-12-17T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T11:43:36.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Put Ur Mouse over the picture and see what happens/*Gradual-Highlight Image Script II- By J. 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This webby is now playing renne Liu Hen ai Hen ai Ni. Then maybe next week i will be playing S.H.E (midi) Mo Li. Then next week i be playing Zhou Chuan Xiong, Hasayaki, then after that is either S.H.E(midi) ai qin de hai yang or 5tion--&gt;more than words.Then lastly would be Gigi Liang Mo Huan Zi Jie...........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107163126970689239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107163126970689239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107163126970689239' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107162976454305324</id><published>2003-12-17T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T10:56:40.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm still in a hurry to finish the 8 presents i wanna give to my fellow 8 friends....haiz.....Kung Yin  Not there how.... anywae...i can't think of any boys to give..........I dun think dey will cherish it tt well....especially 3 of them in my mind.....does ruff ruff ones...bette dun give.........lol........haiz.......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107162976454305324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107162976454305324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107162976454305324' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107155521640509821</id><published>2003-12-16T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T10:48:33.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Renovated the site......copywrite.....Anywae Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Song: Winter Wonderland</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107155521640509821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107155521640509821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107155521640509821' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107147645984159688</id><published>2003-12-15T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T16:21:13.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am now bored to death...alone with my grandpa and staring as hard as i could on the computer screen...haiz.....i have to reinstall a game and now i'm waitin for it to download....its onli 2% and i'm really fussed up right now...anywae  i watch a VCD jus now...A walk to remember...its a love story...quite touching.......and i love it........hehe :0 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107147645984159688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107147645984159688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107147645984159688' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107137971795985002</id><published>2003-12-14T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T13:28:51.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok...after reading her blogger posts...i got really fustrated. Why overreact on things that i wrote...is wat i think...is not the truth.....need not get pissed off....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107137971795985002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107137971795985002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107137971795985002' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107110997748955760</id><published>2003-12-11T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T10:33:09.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am rather puzzled by people who believe in Gods, i dunno why but to me its like something that is never there. I just really don't get it. Why do people burn their money just to respect someone that dey dun have proof to be existing in this world. If heaven was there, angels was there, there be God. But i don't see why people believe in it so MUCh, that whatever troubles dey have, they ask for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107110997748955760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107110997748955760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107110997748955760' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107110247065091888</id><published>2003-12-11T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T08:28:02.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still mad at my mum for being so.........*rude* and more *ruder*P.s Can't waitt for 18th of dec......can't stop thinking about my new school.......*worried sake*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107110247065091888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107110247065091888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107110247065091888' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107104664806423744</id><published>2003-12-10T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T16:57:39.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hATE mY MUM. Lets see why?       Why?----&gt; She lost 3 disc of mine which contains my fave songs, all my class photos(hate her for that) and videos(even more)and some data files i collected all THESE years.Excuse---&gt; She said after i burn finish, i didn't write any name on the disc to say it was mine. So she put them in the "not yet burn disc place', now i cna't find a single disc at all....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107104664806423744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107104664806423744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107104664806423744' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107103907617907086</id><published>2003-12-10T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T14:51:27.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am simply falling in love with this new blogskin....i dunno why but its like my trueself, being me. The sky is so much like what i dream of when i see heaven...its peace, total peace....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107103907617907086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107103907617907086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107103907617907086' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107069860868058078</id><published>2003-12-06T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T16:16:59.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I did a overall change to klucky6a and i thought was it better?                             After all it had a hard time loading.            But why can't i appreciate it...somethings bothering me that make world so meaningless, like a whitered leaf rottening in this world. Was my existence once again terminated or had i just glanced upon my another side. I feel tired right now.           </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107069860868058078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107069860868058078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107069860868058078' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107050311225944767</id><published>2003-12-04T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T10:03:36.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After reading l.c's blog, there is no need to remind me when i changed, how i changed everi now and then. But if doubts kept me reminding we are another kind again...i guess it is hard to prove to you that we are realli best buds. If my vision is so blur that i even fainted that morning, its maybe because i am too blinded, too confused, too angonize by my feelings and too much pressure surging </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107050311225944767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107050311225944767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107050311225944767' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107041900321082739</id><published>2003-12-03T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T10:36:53.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why do i see the daylight gone?WHy do i see the stars falling?in my city all over again.....Something is amiss in this world, somthing that i knew long ago,Why did the road seemed so stiff?WHy did the air seemed so tense?Why can't i see the sun?Am i that blind?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107041900321082739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107041900321082739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107041900321082739' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107033880960906670</id><published>2003-12-02T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:20:19.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am goin to my cousin house soon..........-------------&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Just read finish l.c's blog.......(no comments)Just having a little doubts about her...........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107033880960906670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107033880960906670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107033880960906670' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107024508103688952</id><published>2003-12-01T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T10:18:10.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just cried......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107024508103688952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107024508103688952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107024508103688952' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107024238581775989</id><published>2003-12-01T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T09:39:31.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is something, that everyone is waiting for.Nearby, faraway, wherever it is.Its waiting for you to pick it up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107024238581775989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107024238581775989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107024238581775989' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107024159275721871</id><published>2003-12-01T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T09:21:54.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So did they say?-----&gt;Shes so lovely, shes so smart,but did she did it all alone in the night, maybei'm just asking myself to stop-&gt;Thinking about that person.How she made it,How she dreamt of it all the way to noon,How she desired ,how she drooled about it,and how it came true in the end...........What if she didn't and,What if she stop for that moment...did she win for summer, winter</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107024159275721871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107024159275721871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107024159275721871' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107024122828884057</id><published>2003-12-01T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T09:13:58.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Song by Britney Spears, Lucky........--------- -  - - -  -&gt;&gt; *&gt;&gt;*&gt;&gt;&gt;*&gt;&gt;Todae is an early day , i just hope l.c would come online( i noe ur dere), just send a message, a reply maybe, i 'm waiting, and i'm going offline soon..........:(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107024122828884057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107024122828884057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107024122828884057' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107019358816142957</id><published>2003-11-30T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T19:59:58.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GoT pRobLEms?---------&gt;ReFresH iF U see The WeBpaGes hAving words behiND the background........----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------So when do i stop crying at least? Answer me.....my eyes are swollen now.....my chest is so tired.....and my nose just felt like sneezing.......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107019358816142957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107019358816142957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107019358816142957' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107016720780522900</id><published>2003-11-30T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T12:45:14.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>---------&gt;I dunno whether really did i lost that best friend of the best, i dunno why i had make myself to let go such a treasure yet i still feel somthing is clutching me and taping me back into the fantasy. So why? did i make this choice to step out of that fantasy and get into reality where my heart keep panting for that dream? The strong words felt like water rushing down into my throat, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107016720780522900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107016720780522900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107016720780522900' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107016704928484290</id><published>2003-11-30T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T12:39:59.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Did that someone had just brushed off within my eyes, like the wind which i can never catch it, so how do i take it? Breathe it down my neck? Have i did something so wrong that my friendship rot like hell, if thats so i can't change it back, i have to bury it, what if it never rot for once, would light make it happen again, like a rolling tornado gathering back everything in its power? I'm lost,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107016704928484290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107016704928484290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107016704928484290' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-107008741723719520</id><published>2003-11-29T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T14:30:26.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Missing Friends CHarts--------------____-----------Felicai, Zhi YIn, Kung Yin ---&gt;100%Julia, Emily, Kelly----&gt;99%---------------------------------------------------------The world has changed so much these daes that i don't think i wanna see the next daylight. I just lost a best friend. who taught me so much in P4, and now i lost my self-confidence, i don't think i wanna feel the power, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107008741723719520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/107008741723719520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107008741723719520' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-106998179049305207</id><published>2003-11-28T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T09:09:59.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Todae has the normal boring useless morning where i sit in front of the screen, scanning across the many files just to play a game. I woke up early todae because of my grandpa, he talk like God voice, so loud, so hoarse that i could feel vibrations, sound waves coming all over me. Haizzzz.................really feel very tired right now........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/106998179049305207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/106998179049305207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106998179049305207' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-106980804340737212</id><published>2003-11-26T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T08:56:10.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Graduation day was over. Passed like dropping feathers or maybe bird shits. I didn't get a chance to hug all of them gd bye but it was all ok. actually i realli feel like crying for once and i dunno y. Maybe i can't bear my P4 yrs with L.C, Ben, And jaslyn, and my P5 yrs of crying in school after many shock attacks i received and maybe the one second in heaven when i fainted in hall during P6. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/106980804340737212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/106980804340737212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106980804340737212' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-106741335333050028</id><published>2003-10-29T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T15:42:34.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I couldn't put in the entire story as it is too long so i chose the last part that i wrote...... haiz....and now the bg( the dog and stones) are in another website so high chances are it will dissapear by tomorrow.....hope it doesn't....anywae Kelly is really very idiotic... She listed a game called Magneto and it was suppose to be writing to secret chosen people but she force people to say out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/106741335333050028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/106741335333050028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106741335333050028' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005968.post-106741316012134521</id><published>2003-10-29T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T15:42:14.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am making this new blog as my old one is been hacked...argh! whoever is doin tt is stupid to corrupt my blog.... my stories are all gone perhaps not yet...I would be transferring the whole story to this website...i hope it fits in......anywae i would still be talkin abt life and continuing my self-journey to my destination.... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/106741316012134521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005968/posts/default/106741316012134521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonethrown.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106741316012134521' title=''/><author><name>DespEradius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867209252683973681</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></entry></feed>
