<?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-14709642</id><updated>2011-10-28T22:10:35.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weg von hier, das ist mein ziel!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-461172911199290841</id><published>2011-10-28T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T22:10:35.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我又要生氣落淚了&lt;br /&gt;剛剛打的全部都消失  我不要再說了 爛電腦&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-461172911199290841?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/461172911199290841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/461172911199290841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-4455155802535298622</id><published>2008-12-22T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:46:03.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3130727_1024x768.jpg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www1.bluemountain.com/downloads/wallpaper.pd?blnD=1&amp;amp;prodnum=3130727&amp;amp;f=3130727_1024x768.jpg&amp;amp;path=84141&amp;amp;navtype=&amp;amp;price=0.00&amp;amp;os=Win&amp;amp;+width=500,height=400,toolbar=no,+location=no,directories=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=yes,copyhistory=no,+resizable=no"&gt;3130727_1024x768.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-4455155802535298622?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www1.bluemountain.com/downloads/wallpaper.pd?blnD=1&amp;prodnum=3130727&amp;f=3130727_1024x768.jpg&amp;path=84141&amp;navtype=&amp;price=0.00&amp;os=Win&amp;+width=500,height=400,toolbar=no,+location=no,directories=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=yes,copyhistory=no,+resizable=no' title='3130727_1024x768.jpg'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/4455155802535298622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/4455155802535298622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2008/12/31307271024x768jpg.html' title='3130727_1024x768.jpg'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-5114071218987266351</id><published>2007-09-09T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T16:46:20.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to forget everything here</title><content type='html'>hi, &lt;br /&gt;just been to facebook, see comments made by Yi on the photes in Barcelona. Revieing Jonas' photo, see lucky and his girlfriend are still together.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we do this, why can't we be together? Maybe we are not suitable to be together, they are different indeed. Lucky is older than his girlfriend. Jonas can't take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it go, do not make wrong decision as I did for Jeffery. This is not his fault, but mine.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-5114071218987266351?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/5114071218987266351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/5114071218987266351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2007/09/trying-to-forget-everything-here.html' title='Trying to forget everything here'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-116461875296475029</id><published>2006-11-27T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T17:12:33.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuning's son</title><content type='html'>Dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can't forget it, but it is all in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;This is Shuning's son, he is now 7 months old. My baby is a little bou or a pretty girl?&lt;br /&gt;What would be change if I let it be?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can make me feel better? Nothing can soften my pain from the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-116461875296475029?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wretch.cc/album/shunningc' title='Shuning&apos;s son'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/116461875296475029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/116461875296475029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/11/shunings-son.html' title='Shuning&apos;s son'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-115435822831090403</id><published>2006-07-31T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T23:03:48.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15.01.03 磨利你的槍重要  還是不斷累積你的木材?</title><content type='html'>Today is all right, yes there is one thing. Maureen poste dme a parcel I've recevied this morning. I was so happy when I saw that. I know that will be mine parcel. SHe put many intant noodles, egg roles...etc.&lt;br /&gt;I really feel that Maureen ismy lovly friend. SHe is always concerning about me, although we didn't email a lot. And I saw a calendar whic is edited by extracurriculum activity division. This calendat is so special and I can't believe tha drewings are all by a volunteer of EAC. She is so gifted, I nearly envy her for her talent. But I have no doubt, I cna't draw something like her. How shocked was I when I saw that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I therefore, remind myself, that I need to explore more of myself. Don't be caught by anybody else. Be good and engerised . Dont be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Today, me like to buy books an dalways say when we got time, we will need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as time goes by, we have more and more and more books, but none of them are finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we should do  first is to spare our time to read, rather then buying books all the time.&lt;br /&gt;So, stop wasting your time on those coming things. Take a break to finsih what you havn't finished before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;磨利你的槍重要  還是不斷累積你的木材?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-115435822831090403?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115435822831090403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115435822831090403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/07/150103.html' title='15.01.03 磨利你的槍重要  還是不斷累積你的木材?'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-115435728771569347</id><published>2006-07-31T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T22:48:07.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14.01.03 A boring DAy</title><content type='html'>Finally, I went to TAx office ( Inland Revenue) today. It was far, but quite to sort things out. I was lucky because I wa the first person to be served. Anyway, few weeks later I will have another amount of money around 280 pounds, YA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I asked student fee's office today as well. My tution fee remined 7650 pounds. THe third installment will be charged  in July.OH!! I am in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Time flew, I used my night in watching TV"Tomorrow never died and Happness"  Funny,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that'a all for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-115435728771569347?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115435728771569347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115435728771569347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/07/140103-boring-day.html' title='14.01.03 A boring DAy'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-115435700053418281</id><published>2006-07-31T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T22:43:20.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13.01.03 Meeting a nice customer in Subway</title><content type='html'>Today is shit, I am always thinking of Jonas, not thinking him as a boyfriend. Just want have somebody to talk to, because it is so difficult to meet nice people. Last night, there was 2 customer- 2 men. One id older about nearly 30, another is about 16. They are from France. The guy guessed Jonas is from Switzerland, he was totally right. He seems ver nice to us. I don't know why. We asked him about where should we go in France and he suggested me to go.......I really cound't remember the name. However, before they left, they said they would come back if we have more questions. The truth is, they didn't come back. Incredibly, the man was so nice. I even wanted to ask him, can you be my guide if I go to France? I regret it now. Hope can see him again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-115435700053418281?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115435700053418281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115435700053418281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/07/130103-meeting-nice-customer-in-subway.html' title='13.01.03 Meeting a nice customer in Subway'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-115435593337986737</id><published>2006-07-31T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T22:42:49.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12.01.03 First met with Jonas</title><content type='html'>Today in Subway I met a friendly guy. At first, I thought that no, I don't want to work with him, actually for a while, I felt that he is quite talkive, like a child. He is still childlike, forget things and so on. I alwayse laughed at him, because he is sometimes stupid but funny. His name is Jonas. We talked a lot today. I felt much happier than this morning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-115435593337986737?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115435593337986737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115435593337986737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/07/120103-first-met-with-jonas.html' title='12.01.03 First met with Jonas'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-115435555337932363</id><published>2006-07-31T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T22:41:42.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.01.03 Jeffery left</title><content type='html'>Today Jeffery left. We  (wen-ching, kelly and her boyfriend arrived the airport around 9 am). However, his leggage was check by the security nearly 40 minutes. Maybe because of the PS2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, therefore, had only 10 mins to say goodbye. What a short time. At the moment, I feel little bit sad. But I counld control. Now, however, I had cried several times. I think I do love him. I feel so lonely without him. Nobody here laugts with me and does things with me. I wish he was here. He is not gone yet. He knew, he finished the degree earlier than me. He meant itleave me along in theUK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he loves me, but why he left without me. I am sad. When James called me, he made me thinking of Jeffery and I nearly cried. This is a lesson to teach me treasure the man you have and let me understant do I love Jeffery or not or I just gey used to with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want himn to be with me. Think this, he is one holiday, will be back in 3 months. He said that he will be back in May. I really hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-115435555337932363?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115435555337932363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115435555337932363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/07/110103-jeffery-left.html' title='11.01.03 Jeffery left'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-115207328174668432</id><published>2006-07-05T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T12:21:21.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07.01.03, Jeffery is leaving</title><content type='html'>Until today I realised that Jeffery will leave this Saturday. I can't believe it. I thought it would be next week! After he leaves, it will be the real life that i am alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so packed up this week. Today is Tuesday adn we need to see Barbara, have dinnerwirh Kelly, Geeup. It's impossible to reach them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw an article which Jessica mailed me. It's about teh sutdent learning attitude between Mainland China an dTaiwan. Nowadays, teh productivity of Taiwanese is much lower than Chinese sutdents. Because they can spend time on everyhing, they will make up their mind to reach trheir goals, even in some primary schools, they us ___language to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, now in Taiwan, every children go to after school leaning english as well. These are the same phenomenon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the children at year 5, maybe have the level of year 11, 10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;How cannot I study hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-115207328174668432?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115207328174668432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115207328174668432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/07/070103-jeffery-is-leaving.html' title='07.01.03, Jeffery is leaving'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-115207269935007869</id><published>2006-07-05T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T12:11:39.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06.01.03</title><content type='html'>Time flows soon. It's already 2003.&lt;br /&gt;I made a wish to myself,- I will write a diary everyday and finish a book everyweek. Can you believe it or not! But i will do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post cards:42p.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas cards:68p.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-115207269935007869?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115207269935007869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115207269935007869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/07/060103.html' title='06.01.03'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-115207251939048276</id><published>2006-07-05T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T12:08:39.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>05-11-02 Assignment</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;All assignments are 小題大作&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;narring down the topic, direct hit the centre of the point&lt;br /&gt;eg. school culture:&lt;br /&gt;(X) AS we entre a school....&lt;br /&gt;(O)A school culture is.....&lt;br /&gt;paragraph 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paragraph 2: 文獻探討&lt;br /&gt;all the for, against or ideals are all describe in there, by the end, you must say what is your side, or what are you going to criticize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paragraph 3: your opinions&lt;br /&gt;Say your opinions and find resonrces to stand it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paragraph 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copying theses: get used to the fomat of assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan for tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;things must do*put notes to Marrie.*ask John to write a note.*to the primary school. *to writing class ( in-sessional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things plan to do *finish 2 readings of practitioner Based Inquire *find out inclusive playground information&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-115207251939048276?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115207251939048276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/115207251939048276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/07/05-11-02-assignment.html' title='05-11-02 Assignment'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-114766363493481865</id><published>2006-05-15T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T11:17:01.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27. 10. 02 Gale Day</title><content type='html'>Just finish reading Bridge Jones' Diary for about 20-30 pages and notice that she didn't write diary everyday as well. But i'm lazier than her. I haven't wrote diary for more than one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my story:&lt;br /&gt;This tuesday ( if i am right) or monday night, i just finished typing my assignment at Uni, went home with Jeffery. At the time i got on the bus ( Findland) I saw a familiar person, but I would rather it wasn't him- Pacol.&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself- why why- let him see with Jeffery. He called my name. The bus was very crowed. He tried to close to me and talked. He said he just came from spain( why you were back so soon_ Have no choice. I introduced Jeffery to Pacol said: my boyfriend- Jeffery. Oh no....They shaked hands and we talked. U tried not to appeal that i was delighted to see him, acutally, i tried not to appeal my emotion. Only few words chat. He asked me the books I held in hadn ask me how was just like normal friend. Very soon, his stop was there. Before he left. hes sasd i'll call you ( really? i wasn't believe him very much, especially Jeffery was there). Anyway, he was gone. THere is a seat free. I and Jeffery sat down. I smilled and though again and again his words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, he never calls me- I texted him twice but no reply. First, just at the night he left the bus" Welcome back to the worst weather country". no reply for two days.&lt;br /&gt;second text: Hi, there, do you still have any CDs with you, can I borrow it? Apperently, U ask home to response0-no untill today. wondering, his lost his sim card again 0r?&lt;br /&gt;Really try to give up maybe i am wrong with his message. Because last thrusday he sent me a message: &lt;strong&gt;i am going to spain, but coming back next week, i call you to have a drink or go out, i promise, take care. kisses &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fliertous...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-114766363493481865?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/114766363493481865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/114766363493481865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/05/27-10-02-gale-day.html' title='27. 10. 02 Gale Day'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-114761650338141875</id><published>2006-05-14T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T11:19:56.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22. Sep. 02</title><content type='html'>I want to list the words i learn today.&lt;br /&gt;imperial: connected with empire&lt;br /&gt;pilgrimage: a ong journey with ridiculous reasons&lt;br /&gt;ally: with good relation to other countries&lt;br /&gt;rain-starved ( don't know what am i writing)&lt;br /&gt;off shore- close to "land"&lt;br /&gt;recount:tell stories&lt;br /&gt;conquer:&lt;br /&gt;incline:think of something which most likely right&lt;br /&gt;longtitude/latitude&lt;br /&gt;hands-off&lt;br /&gt;foe-enemy&lt;br /&gt;amasse: to gradually collect money or information&lt;br /&gt;realm: a general area of knowledge&lt;br /&gt;lineage: a way which family were descended( from high to low)&lt;br /&gt;a multitude of: a large number people or things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before yesterday i dreamed leon. It's a strane dream. why and how i ahve decided to forget him and didn't contact hiem for over 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;But in the dream, i felt that i still wanted to be with him. I wonder that what is he doing now in Canada or in Taiwan or even married.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage seems imposible for him. He some times is such a player.&lt;br /&gt;Last night i dreamed i was dancing with Jeffery. I was desperate to dance eith all my desire. Oh how good it will be if i can leaern dance here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-114761650338141875?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/114761650338141875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/114761650338141875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/05/22-sep-02.html' title='22. Sep. 02'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-114754116538985758</id><published>2006-05-14T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T11:20:11.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28. June. 02 Friday Sunny</title><content type='html'>It's not very good to me. Only once per week to write the diary. Too lazy. This week I was so sleepless. Every morning I weak up andit seems another same day again. Life means nothing to me. Last night, i was thinking, that there were so many things I need to do, such as reading, practice grammer or even cleaning house. Why I always said that. I am bored. That's why I sit in front of the dest again and found you. Sunday is Jeffery's birthday. I bought a tie for him. I hipe he will like it later. I am going to Barbar's house. We are making dumplings.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to yo later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-114754116538985758?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/114754116538985758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/114754116538985758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/05/28-june-02-friday-sunny.html' title='28. June. 02 Friday Sunny'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-114754009055677433</id><published>2006-05-14T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T11:20:37.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20. June.02 Sunny day</title><content type='html'>This is the moment I feel I'm not a live. Not alive but have no purpose. This afternoon you watched Ally Mcbeal, what do you feel about it. Ally falls in love with a 18-years-old boy. But is the end? She said no to the boy. Why? They even had the same dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the age diference? In America this kind of problem shouldn't be a problem, why they stopped, Because they all knew, they have no future?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-114754009055677433?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/114754009055677433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/114754009055677433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/05/20-june02-sunny-day.html' title='20. June.02 Sunny day'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-114701790342216423</id><published>2006-05-07T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T11:21:17.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A photo from Diasuki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/1600/jonas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/jonas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear jonas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diasuki sent me this picture,&lt;br /&gt;you look still the same.&lt;br /&gt;how are you?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder, have you forgotten already?&lt;br /&gt;what am i in your heart now?&lt;br /&gt;i guess, you are still the same. havn't changes a bit at all.&lt;br /&gt;will we see each other again,&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-114701790342216423?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/114701790342216423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/114701790342216423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/05/photo-from-diasuki.html' title='A photo from Diasuki'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-114502909790185419</id><published>2006-04-14T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T19:35:42.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing him</title><content type='html'>Have no news from jonas for a long time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-114502909790185419?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/114502909790185419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/114502909790185419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/04/missing-him.html' title='Missing him'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113967806460197626</id><published>2006-02-12T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T19:51:05.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like this picture</title><content type='html'>OHHH, I am a beauty!!&lt;br /&gt;HAAAA&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113967806460197626?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967806460197626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967806460197626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-like-this-picture.html' title='I like this picture'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113967797166877977</id><published>2006-02-12T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T19:51:57.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Taihcung</title><content type='html'>me, eating too much during Chinese New year, can you tell??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113967797166877977?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967797166877977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967797166877977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-taihcung.html' title='In Taihcung'/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113967791061538756</id><published>2006-02-12T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T01:11:50.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My anti and her son, cutie!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113967791061538756?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967791061538756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967791061538756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-anti-and-her-son-cutie.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113967784899124642</id><published>2006-02-12T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T01:10:48.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2006, night in Chung-Hua.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113967784899124642?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967784899124642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967784899124642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/02/2006-night-in-chung-hua.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113967781446070811</id><published>2006-02-12T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T01:10:14.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113967781446070811?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967781446070811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967781446070811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113967778044263061</id><published>2006-02-12T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T01:09:40.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113967778044263061?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967778044263061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967778044263061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113967771517603589</id><published>2006-02-12T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T01:08:35.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2006, Chinese New Year, THe year of Dog, I was helping my grandmum to wash all the covers after all the relatives are gone.&lt;br /&gt;A very tiring job, especially when you only have a very, very old washing machine. Means, you can only wash one by one.&lt;br /&gt;I washes at least ten covers, +bedsheets,&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113967771517603589?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967771517603589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113967771517603589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/02/2006-chinese-new-year-year-of-dog-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113767547798075109</id><published>2006-01-19T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T20:57:58.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I met Jackques. He looked fine. He is my 5th boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;He is still the same, and always gives my best support and opinions. A very nice man.&lt;br /&gt;I can cry in front of him, he will be the best mate.&lt;br /&gt;We have grown mature and positive attitude. just his wife kind of dislike me, cos she was the one with him, when we broke up many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Funny, his wife's best friend is my junior high shool's classmate called 盧志琦.&lt;br /&gt;This is fate, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon, my collegue from A-Strength company, is going to gey married to Greek this april.&lt;br /&gt;Congradulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish someone can be with me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113767547798075109?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113767547798075109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113767547798075109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/01/today-i-met-jackques.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113610847173564389</id><published>2006-01-01T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T17:41:11.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I brought a bottle of red to celebrat my Birthday. However, the place was too small and the wine tasted too sour. We only drank a bit. And I spilt it on the way home.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113610847173564389?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113610847173564389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113610847173564389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-brought-bottle-of-red-to-celebrat-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113610829215339174</id><published>2006-01-01T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T17:38:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After the show, we waited till people went away, so we had the chance to shoot.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113610829215339174?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113610829215339174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113610829215339174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/01/after-show-we-waited-till-people-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113610821057974602</id><published>2006-01-01T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T17:36:50.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another pic&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113610821057974602?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113610821057974602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113610821057974602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113610811995698783</id><published>2006-01-01T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T17:35:19.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a shame that i can't show you the footage, it's great nice!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113610811995698783?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113610811995698783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113610811995698783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-shame-that-i-cant-show-you-footage.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113610797185931928</id><published>2006-01-01T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T17:32:51.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before the show started, there were people full of the mountain, so crowed that you can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;The path was all jamed, everyone was looking for the best view.&lt;br /&gt;Some people came up here maybe beofore 8 pm, we arrived around 9pm, not too bad, but so many good spots has been occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113610797185931928?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113610797185931928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113610797185931928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/01/before-show-started-there-were-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113610774418058614</id><published>2006-01-01T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T17:29:04.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2006-01-01 at Taipei 101 to see the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;with Angel, Hank, and his girlfriend.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/DSC00672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/DSC00672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113610774418058614?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113610774418058614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113610774418058614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006-01-01-at-taipei-101-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113549238620919568</id><published>2005-12-25T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T14:33:06.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is Gawe, my senior high classmate.&lt;br /&gt;I want to introduce her some guys.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/Tamshui-Jessica%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/Tamshui-Jessica%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113549238620919568?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113549238620919568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113549238620919568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-gawe-my-senior-high-classmate.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113549224816144540</id><published>2005-12-25T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T14:30:48.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in Taipei East area, with Gawe.&lt;br /&gt;I missed my last bus, so i stay at Gawe's home.&lt;br /&gt;We went to a bar somewhere and had a drink.&lt;br /&gt;I got a budweiser, she had a glass of Merry Widow.&lt;br /&gt;This is our Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/Tamshui-Jessica%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/Tamshui-Jessica%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113549224816144540?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113549224816144540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113549224816144540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/12/in-taipei-east-area-with-gawe.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113549181917104757</id><published>2005-12-25T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T14:23:39.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in Tamshiu, MRT, cold weather, pretend happy...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/Tamshui-Jessica%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/Tamshui-Jessica%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113549181917104757?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113549181917104757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113549181917104757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/12/in-tamshiu-mrt-cold-weather-pretend.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113533467076628891</id><published>2005-12-23T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T18:44:30.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas will spend time by myself, envy others who can spend this time overseas.&lt;br /&gt;Don't really feel longly, have some friends and celebrate toghther is a good idea too.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jassica's new app yesterday, cosy for two people. But my dream will be like jonas' parent house in Switzerland, county style.&lt;br /&gt;Will see Angel  later, will have a good time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113533467076628891?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113533467076628891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113533467076628891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/12/dear-christmas-this-christmas-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113527069370431759</id><published>2005-12-23T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:58:13.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>email from jonas, 9/12/05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hey,,,, how dare you .... the only email i get from you is a birthday present list!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;to be honest my computer is broken for the last 3 months..... so i cant really access any data at the moment. and then i dont have any time for fixing it.&lt;br /&gt;by the way i passed my sound engineering course with 78%&lt;br /&gt;and then i did an other education course in music and film software. I did the exam yesterday and passed with 96%.?But im not done with my study im doing an other level of sound and music software degree. im doing it in february. the course just takes 2 months. If i complete the course i will be a professional pro tools operator.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully you also will have a pleasant time....but the chinese new year.... is not here yet.&lt;br /&gt;thanks again for the cards that you send me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he is still the same as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113527069370431759?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113527069370431759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113527069370431759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/12/email-from-jonas-91205-hey-how-dare.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113422420281287314</id><published>2005-12-10T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T22:16:42.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having seen 蔡老大's daughter 逸帆 performed on the TV, supprising to know that she has grown up as well. She is now 25, pretty girl with angle-like face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been learing dancing since she was small, this is what i am so jelous. Acutually, there nothing I need to compare with her. We have different life, and I had a wonderful time in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream is to be a dancer, a Broadway dancer. I guess this is not going to come true. When I saw snow wolf lake show, my heart is scrraming, some kind of desire that I wanna stsnd on this stage, and image how am I going to do this act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, some part of my face is to stiff, this is what I need to improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please make me a dancer..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113422420281287314?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113422420281287314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113422420281287314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/12/having-seen-s-daughter-performed-on-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113379807293361558</id><published>2005-12-05T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T23:54:32.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss it so much, many more then the UK...非常複雜的心情&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/3418.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/3418.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113379807293361558?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113379807293361558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113379807293361558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-miss-it-so-much-many-more-then-uk.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113353692933194350</id><published>2005-12-02T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:22:09.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This one is with Jonas. Yi took the pic for us. I think it's last year, can't remember which month.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/Picture%289%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/Picture%289%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113353692933194350?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113353692933194350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113353692933194350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-one-is-with-jonas.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113353682388492114</id><published>2005-12-02T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:20:23.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/Picture%2818%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/Picture%2818%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The week that Yiko was leaving, she wants to study franch in France, but maybe earn some money first..&lt;br /&gt;She is from China, nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Jonas, Yi and her having a Chinese Buffet at Tai Hu, resturant. Half price for all Dim Sum. Yi can eat a lot, that doesn't amaze me. He is quite an eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took photo in from of the bus stop, corner house cinema, Manchester, UK.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113353682388492114?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113353682388492114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113353682388492114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/12/week-that-yiko-was-leaving-she-wants.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113353347915651376</id><published>2005-12-02T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:24:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I being a bitch now? Thinking one man to another,&lt;br /&gt;Shit..I hate it..&lt;br /&gt;Something I just can't get over it, why? Putting yourself in this hell,&lt;br /&gt;Of course I can do it, to finish with him,&lt;br /&gt;wound't put my name online, cos he will see my name,&lt;br /&gt;you coward, like you said to him,&lt;br /&gt;you are not wothy to face what you love,&lt;br /&gt;am I, do I, or did I ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.L put my letters on his blog, I sent him this birthday gift this year April:&lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/members/leonliang/PersonalSpace.aspx?owner=1"&gt;http://spaces.msn.com/members/leonliang/PersonalSpace.aspx?owner=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;時光隧道&lt;br /&gt;打開你的生日禮物 時光隧道重現螢幕&lt;br /&gt;翻開頁頁泛黃事物 過往雲煙瀝瀝在目&lt;br /&gt;撕開我第一封情書 字跡內容我還清楚&lt;br /&gt;OH! GOD ! IT's MY FirST LoVe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;羞澀的情感 青澀的容顏&lt;br /&gt;我們是否都已遺忘了 遺忘了曾經有懵懂的一面&lt;br /&gt;漫長的時間 遙遠的空間&lt;br /&gt;我們卻都已經改變了 改變了曾經單純無辜的臉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨日雖然無法再重現 至少你曾在我生命中出現&lt;br /&gt;破鏡雖然不能再重圓 至少你曾和我結過一段緣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;緣起了 緣滅了 斷了的弦就斷了&lt;br /&gt;遺忘了 失去了 人事早已全非了&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Leon:&lt;br /&gt;There's something to remember that I have camed it for more than 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;I was struggling about this but I thought -- I will be relieved after today.&lt;br /&gt;I still love you and that's why I can't see you~&lt;br /&gt;Relax ~ &amp; Cheers .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ L.C. May 20 05]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Face it and please joke about it..Lois, don't do this anymore. Silly!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113353347915651376?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113353347915651376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113353347915651376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/12/am-i-being-bitch-now-thinking-one-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113334441543402247</id><published>2005-11-30T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T17:53:35.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe this isn't Switzerland, but it looks just similar. In the year 2003, I visited Jonas' home, Bern, Hasliberg&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/640/0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a life time experience. Can't ever do it alone and can't forget it forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Jonas for giving me as a wonderful memories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113334441543402247?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113334441543402247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113334441543402247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/maybe-this-isnt-switzerland-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113316941768744505</id><published>2005-11-28T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:16:57.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mailing to L. L,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that I am cool now,&lt;br /&gt;I read Tagare's poem lately,&lt;br /&gt;There are more things I can do in my life,&lt;br /&gt;do trouble yourself in the past,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive thinking..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113316941768744505?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113316941768744505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113316941768744505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/mailing-to-l.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113310825874463107</id><published>2005-11-28T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T00:17:38.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Abandoned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To L. L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;woder why you being such a coward,&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever rise your courage and write to me,&lt;br /&gt;Is this best thing to me?&lt;br /&gt;let's forget what happen like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you think,&lt;br /&gt;Let me know thats the end for it,&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Spare me the mercy,&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;This is the most important thing I need,&lt;br /&gt;To know what do you think about me,&lt;br /&gt;Love, Cherish, or Vanish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandoned?&lt;br /&gt;Want to cry out,&lt;br /&gt;There is no tears for you,&lt;br /&gt;It gonna to take a while to recover, you never know,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have a superman, that will care me forever, forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113310825874463107?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113310825874463107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113310825874463107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/abandoned-to-l.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113300455085442632</id><published>2005-11-26T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T19:29:10.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>沒辦法&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒辦法 如果我們一起出去 你卻不照顧我&lt;br /&gt;沒辦法 不看著手機 等你電話&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麼會 我的牙刷上 出現你的味道&lt;br /&gt;怎麼會  掛在心中的時鐘又開始滴滴答答的轉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不要   再愛上你一遍&lt;br /&gt;我不要   忘記你身上的味道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是 你不愛我&lt;br /&gt;可是  我卻無能為力&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;都是 我不夠漂亮吧&lt;br /&gt;都是 我的頭髮不夠長吧, 眼睛不夠大吧, 不夠有女人味吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以 你會走, 你會不愛我, 你只是安撫我&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113300455085442632?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113300455085442632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113300455085442632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113300342005983227</id><published>2005-11-26T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T19:10:20.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>男人 到底把女人當什麼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start thinking about you since i left you 3 hours and 31 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;tiring to search for your msg,&lt;br /&gt;tiring to wait for your call,&lt;br /&gt;我, 到底算什麼&lt;br /&gt;你的安慰獎嗎?  算我中了頭彩嗎?   為什麼喜悅的感覺沒有持續著?&lt;br /&gt;Like I always said, it's not real,&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, girl,&lt;br /&gt;如果玩不起 別玩了&lt;br /&gt;你一錯再錯  知道嗎&lt;br /&gt;他不值的&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113300342005983227?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113300342005983227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113300342005983227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/start-thinking-about-you-since-i-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113299419203272297</id><published>2005-11-26T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T16:36:32.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's your call&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This letter belongs to L. L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so many years, after I tired so hard to remove you from my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Cruelly, I deleted you number from my phone book again, the second time I did it.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is best for me.&lt;br /&gt;You just want to be friends, but I can't see you walking on the red carpet and still smiling,&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a replacement,&lt;br /&gt;the only thing connects us is the short time passion,&lt;br /&gt;I am conflicting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You can still be friends."&lt;br /&gt;"I don't love you anymore, I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;Which part of you attracts me, none&lt;br /&gt;you are just a spoiled kido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wake up, you won't see him next time."&lt;br /&gt;I realize, I won't see him again for a long time,&lt;br /&gt;This is not a game, this is the life that I choose,&lt;br /&gt;suffering, conflicting, all the controdictory....&lt;br /&gt;on live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113299419203272297?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113299419203272297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113299419203272297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-your-call-this-letter-belongs-to-l.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113298060323045557</id><published>2005-11-26T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T16:13:33.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>L. L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a phone from L, this guy, I have so much mixed feelings to him.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am matue enough to tell love and temp love,&lt;br /&gt;We laughed like normal, talked like norml, everything is normal, until i got drunk again.&lt;br /&gt;Man's beast came out again, I was half awake, half drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to join his MSN list,&lt;br /&gt;should I do it? shouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;If I have let it go, I should,&lt;br /&gt;If I still care, I should not.&lt;br /&gt;He said I don't seat like girls, it sounds familiar,&lt;br /&gt;many years ago, he said the same to me, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Some part of me still has not changed, I am still the same girl in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;I decide not giving him my msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Awaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;he didn't get my msn, maybe he can find out from hotmail page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I don't want to be the gril on his list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;He said he missed me last night, that didn't mean he loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Walking on the street, thinking that will he hold my hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I got the answer, he let my hands go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;There is a line between us now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I am his one night stand, although nothing happened, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I am just a body that contains some past love to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I don't want to see him again, not like this, not if I will get on his bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Will not call him, will not miss him, will take him as another normal guy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I am ok, I am ok, just don't think about last night that he holded me so thight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;that he kissed me lips, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;that it seems we are in love again, like anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Do not it, if you don't want to pay any love to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;L L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113298060323045557?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113298060323045557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113298060323045557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/l.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113276022708913934</id><published>2005-11-23T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T23:37:07.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;End of Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Me and E has ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;His words from his blog: &lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/eric1222"&gt;http://www.wretch.cc/blog/eric1222&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;November 23, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="2364642"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To My Dear~ Ayano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sorry~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know you cannot believe me anymore~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this time... i was prepare to visit you and ask you to merry me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but now, i really dont know what should i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;those word, i am lazy to explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the one you believe had gone from your heart.but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the one you was believe is still here waiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you are the only one Iwant, and you will always to be the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel sorry for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113276022708913934?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113276022708913934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113276022708913934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/end-of-story-me-and-e-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113267225600637112</id><published>2005-11-22T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T21:21:48.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What r you waiting for? Looking a familiar name from the MSN, Who?  Why..&lt;br /&gt;He didn't reply your msg, maybe ...mabye  he is with other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article I forward it from his blog---missing of his ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 18, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="2338741"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;是回憶? 是愛意?&lt;br /&gt;"叮咚!叮咚!有人在家嗎?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;在分手的第一千零一十八天~即時通幫你賣命的呼喚~喚起了我沉睡的回憶~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我終於又見到了妳~ㄧ千多個日子後~我們就好像甚麼事都沒有發生的見面了~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;瘋狂的喝著酒,盡興的聊著天~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;其實...我很努力的壓抑著~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;壓抑...也訝異...壓抑我想抱你的衝動~訝異我想抱你的衝動~ㄧ切...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;真的過去了嗎?為了妳, 我封閉了多久的心?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;老實說...我開始不安.害怕..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this article, i suddently found, why am I so stupid, what is it made me to love him?&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;It just like someone punch into my face ( ref:Jonas) ( a bit clear)...why   why why...&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about my past boyfriend make me feel happier..it's true, at least i can think about Jonas or Jeffery..hahah&lt;br /&gt;Seeing someone else's pain, or lost love, just make me laugh. it's not worthy.&lt;br /&gt;So, I get over it. WOOOO, so nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113267225600637112?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113267225600637112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113267225600637112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-r-you-waiting-for-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113250629953123958</id><published>2005-11-21T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T01:04:59.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's mood, Please see MY MSN SPACE ON 2005, NOV, 21.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113250629953123958?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113250629953123958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113250629953123958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/todays-mood-please-see-my-msn-space-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113241310606061014</id><published>2005-11-19T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T23:11:46.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Am I falling in Love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to think about E,  He took me home last night after clubbing. We slept on the same bed, but really nothing happened..I am happy that i didn't do anything stupid. On the way to his app ( in the car), he kepting saying that he can't forget his ex-, but anaing emphazing that they are done alreasy..&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to hear that really, but who am i, not position to say anything. He doesn't like me even.&lt;br /&gt;He looks so gorgous as he dancing..Nice movement, steps and ass..should have a pic for you to remember, sheam that you can't see it.&lt;br /&gt;That's enough for me, stoping thinking abot him. shit, why he just logs in in MSN. never mind.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's good sign that it shows I can love people again, there are still someone in the world that i want to take care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Potter is on from 18, Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss England so much, want to stay there with someone, or maybe noone. It will be ok, cos i have Barbara. Image yourself in the cinema and watching Harry Potter, It's just wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113241310606061014?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113241310606061014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113241310606061014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/am-i-falling-in-love-dont-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113237414582858536</id><published>2005-11-19T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T12:22:25.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Living Mall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went to Party Room in Living Mall last night with E, his ex and two of his friends. I didn't like the electronic musuc, in the begining didn't have fun at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They have another room to play Rap muisc, sometimes is good, sometimes not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Met a American guy from New York called Scott, it's ok..Not a good dancer, I like dancers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wondering one day that i can do so much on the stage..That'd be wonderful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's time to go out and stoping lock myself in this little room, it's not fair. Don't pity yourself again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am attracted by kind of guy that he is always the spot light of the crowed, energetic, leader kind.. sociable to friends.. I think that this is my idea boyfriend type, shame that i can't attract a guy like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;From my experience, maybe that I am not fit for this kind of guy..Most of time I am a loser. just for this case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am still take care of myself well, at least I am doing..always makes yourself looking gorgous, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I miss Barbara, she can always gives me support. Dun't know what am i doing in Taiwan, wasting my time, or being with my family? Even I went to UK, so what..Jonas is not there for me anymore, he needs some time to be alone, and i will not go to disture him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What's left in England for me? My sweet memory...the time that I was glorying myself. I will calll it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113237414582858536?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113237414582858536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113237414582858536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/living-mall-went-to-party-room-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113220871816117958</id><published>2005-11-17T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T16:49:02.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/1600/chopin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/chopin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;November's Chopin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Listening to Jay Chou's November's Chopin拾壹月的蕭邦 -夜曲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;all of sudden, want to wake up the beast inside me....I want to become a extreme person, day and night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This pic didn't show too much feelings..just kind of sad, memorize my fading love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't deal with E anymore...This is my first time to do like this, have to be tough to him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;要把自己的裝的堅強  要給誰看 我不要 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;就是要硬生生逃離這一切  流血 也要忍著&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;                                                     孤單 也要忍著 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;                                                     找個自己舒服的地方吧  痛苦吧     走吧     忘了吧 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113220871816117958?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113220871816117958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113220871816117958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/novembers-chopin-listening-to-jay.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113219951404234382</id><published>2005-11-17T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T11:51:54.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Manpower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Calling Manpower for yesterday's job. It's good to hear that they have possitive commends about me. Johnny (Moto guy)  thinks that I am an excellent condidate for them, just a sham that they don't have suitable poistion for me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They both think that I am a person with firm attitude, knowing that where am i going, but maybe not sure where am i going to end up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Johnny can perform Moto's culture as well. With comfortable, and clear, well-orgainzed, no cheating, honest. He thinks i am suitable for meeting, treating foreigner guests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dephine is a nice perosn as well, she encourages candidate as she does, will introduce me to another position-Secretary in the Citi bank. I hope that I can get their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;phone asap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113219951404234382?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113219951404234382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113219951404234382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/manpower-calling-manpower-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113214934228626092</id><published>2005-11-16T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T21:58:18.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/1600/???.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2841/1340/320/%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fading Relationship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just realize that E never says anythingk pretty about me..I feel myself worthless..And I know I am not. How stupid i am, don't need to waste time with him.&lt;br /&gt;Something he said on the MSN really pissed me off, saying I have no job, no money and no boyfriend..It's totally no respect to a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ps.Listening to music from media player, hate need to open the window if i need to skip the song, miss the quick button Jonas made for me, just a simple touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went for an interview for a Sales Assistant/Admin at Motorola today. It's a contractor position.&lt;br /&gt;Advantages:&lt;br /&gt;1. Good money: at least 30.000 up.&lt;br /&gt;2. Big name, sounds nice on the CV&lt;br /&gt;3. Good location:going to pubs and tjhe dancing school easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantage:&lt;br /&gt;1. he explaned that this is a no english job.maybe only for writing&lt;br /&gt;2. He said that i am over-qualified.&lt;br /&gt;3. sounds a boring job, lots of Excel forms. *I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;4. job responsibilities: work out with underneath contractors, assisting their needs, provide some statistical numbers. Logistic part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I comproise? Is this the job I can do? I can do good in this job? What is the future about it, What can I learn from this?&lt;br /&gt;Retail logistic, communication, admin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; skills..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113214934228626092?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113214934228626092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113214934228626092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/fading-relationship-just-realize-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113207188058729070</id><published>2005-11-16T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T00:24:40.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This is a cold jok from Hank...Real life from V&amp;L...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;11月14日&lt;br /&gt;冷笑話&lt;br /&gt;甲: 工讀生!!&lt;br /&gt;乙: 又~~&lt;br /&gt;甲(搬出一堆資料): 這些給你歸檔，以後就你負責。還有廠商的連絡......ooxx...xxoo...等等...&lt;br /&gt;乙: 可是，我是工讀生耶...&lt;br /&gt;甲: 我知道!!工讀生!!以後上班不要看學校的書，專心工作；不要多話，只說重點。還有，以後下班前把你每天做了什麼事情呈報上來！&lt;br /&gt;乙: 可是，我是工讀....(聲音越來越小)&lt;br /&gt;甲(搶著說): 我知道!!工讀生嬤!!以後不準太早下班，至少晚個半小時，以示認真及向心力！&lt;br /&gt;乙: 可是，我....&lt;br /&gt;甲(憤怒的吼): 我知道....上班時間不準像現在那麼多話！！！工讀生 ！！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(現實正熱映中...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;We need something like it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113207188058729070?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113207188058729070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113207188058729070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-cold-jok-from-hank.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113204834794507511</id><published>2005-11-15T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T17:52:27.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;愛我還是他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Like to make myself feeling blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Man, you can love more than one person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Going out with E, having somethingk to eat toghether. We are each other's company..Did  talk at all after came home, even we are both on-line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Got a phone call from Manpower, good news, maybe i will get an interview in Motorola, although i didn't like their cellphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Treating E like my temp lover, sometimes care about him, not too much, we are not a couple after all..and he didn't show that he likes me..can't feel that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Be honest, why i don't feel comfortable in front of him, i think myself isn't pretty..it's not the case for me before..Dear God.  I don't think that i am falling in love with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113204834794507511?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113204834794507511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113204834794507511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/like-to-make-myself-feeling-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113186454695616151</id><published>2005-11-13T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T20:45:19.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Roxy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;VS. Conquer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went to Roxy with E last night...OOOOOOOOOOOOOOh, it's so fun.....and I was so high..We met a Scootish guy called David, his ex-girlfriend was working the the bar, so he could get free takila shot all the time-he claimed that he was trying to pay...Anyway, I had tree shot and one bottle of Heineken, some beers from E. I love scottish accent...reminds me England..and the Suyway-Mike....I was so high with the music-Madana's new song, Hung up.....I got so drunk....we left around 230am..I stayed with E....&lt;/span&gt; You know what happened later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This morning I got up and just knew that I couldn't go to TWC's job,,,,writing a email saying that iwas sick to the company...of course ...they didnt' receive that and they called me about 9am...pretending again that i am so sick......,,,bad girl....I don't really mind cos this job is not  money...I won't get my this thursday's paycheck..I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I feel that I am done with E...We are totally different from each other, from different world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am free now...letting my mind out of boundary of relationship....I am free from E...I don't lock myself in this narrow room....Although there are someting we didn't say or mention to each other. There are something you just dont' say...keep it in your heart...and there is nothing to go further..We don't have lots common subject...It happened to fast and will gone with winds.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can not to think about E, after observing him for all day long. He seems to have hard time with his girlfriend, they got an arguement over the MSN..Most of things he does is chatting on-line.Maybe it's weekend, so he doesn't use his brain.&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to introduce my Mr.E.&lt;br /&gt;He used to stay on the island for quite a while, not too bad English..having a broken family, always alone, was in the gangs when he was small. So he knows lots BRO. Having some scars from flghts.. Got some leadership character, shame doesn't know how to use it..He got potential to make something or become someone..I believe, but he has to know himslef better..&lt;br /&gt;His appartment was so messy, I think this is the reason that I wanted to go home..This place is like a shelter( It's not that bad, but in the middle) I admmit that boy's room is not tidy, but his place doesnt' have the home feeling. Maybe for him, it's not so important..I just there is something missing..&lt;br /&gt;I do not think that he likes me. His affair is finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113186454695616151?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113186454695616151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113186454695616151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/roxy-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113172953301706082</id><published>2005-11-12T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T01:18:53.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Night Stand?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Can't fall asleep, think about this question again and agian..Noone wants to be a name of somebody's collection list such as starsign..or cross comparision with blood type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For people who can do lots ONS, what do they think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;They don't assume people just want to have sex in the first place, at lease most of pleple won't think this way..Apart from those they show their purpose clearly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Don't know how did E get it...questions ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do they always start relationship with sex and see if they can keep going? and this will be the reason why this relationship can only stay fro few months..Not everyone is looking for stability.or they don' t really want to continue it..cos their is no love at the frist place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When the situation happens to a man, others will only pay for admire look,( for guys, and girls react like it's ok.) When it happened to a girl, others say she is a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For my opinion, i can be a bus, that everyone can get on it.  I do have my respect. My own displine-make sure about your position, what do youwant, short time passion or long term love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, what happened between me and E, what is it? is he serious? am I serious? I know myself,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I am having a tough time now. His personality maked people around him joyful and feeling safe..Although his biking skill is so scary, he can make a right turn with 70/km speed, making girls hold on him tightly, he is quite good at doing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;He is not a good looking guy, but just can brigh happyness to everyone, having leadership character. He doesn't ask gril's opinion really, he can make up his mind and knowing where to do or do go. Unfortunately, this is most girls weekness- too depending on their boyfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;kinda of tire now, still listening to David Tao's 愛我還是他, feeling something. That's why I want his comapny this afternoon. But, we didn' t meet up. It's a wise decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I only find troubles for myself..thinking about him all the time...the mistakes every grils will make.  He is not my boyfriend, so should i think about him, when is he calling, what is he doing, is he having other girls as well, with other girls......and so on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but these are not what i suppose do at all, he is got girl, and we didn't honest with each other. I refuse to become a name of his hunting list. I believe that i am just lonely,,need a company, need one hand to hold on, so fragile, now...want to have a shoulder. and he comes alone...When the passion is fading...we dont have future. Girl, wake up, or someone comes to save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113172953301706082?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113172953301706082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113172953301706082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-night-stand-cant-fall-asleep-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113170359390054429</id><published>2005-11-11T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T18:06:38.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lonely Hearts, no answers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonas got my hand-made birthday..sending me a mail saying that he feels he is an idot. This is not the first time I drop tears fro him..again and agian, I always know that he needs to be leave along for his own good..and I don't want to ask anything from him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;as I put on his birthday card...I disappear from his memory...This is the gify from me for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of songs makes people most painful? From the song type, maybe we can know ourself...are you still lost in your fading love? people always do,,,they all have an unforgetable relationship..&lt;br /&gt;Listen to David, Tao's news work..."Love me or her/him", telling all the struggles from this three persons world. One man between 2 women, or one woman between 2 men. &lt;br /&gt;It's not my position to describe the second position. We are more or less influence by his MV. Relationship needs excitement for man, and woman looks for stability. When man can't find it in their current relationship, what do they do?&lt;br /&gt;My friend is in a over two years relationship with a girl, but they are staying in different countries, just sepetate for 3 monthes. He is having ONS with other girls..is his girlfriend doing the same? I don't have answer. When two lonely hearts touchs, the will be sparks.&lt;br /&gt;Who started it...lonelyness...makes it all happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113170359390054429?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113170359390054429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113170359390054429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/11/lonely-hearts-no-answers-jonas-got-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113031528228930282</id><published>2005-10-26T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T16:28:02.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, see you again, &lt;br /&gt;have some talks with K, did have alot feedback..&lt;br /&gt;spending all day looking for job,sent few CV out to 3 companies, got some progress. not bad.&lt;br /&gt;will go to an interview tomorrow, from 104, dont' know what is going to happen, hope that one is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113031528228930282?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113031528228930282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113031528228930282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-see-you-again-have-some-talks-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113017159618446410</id><published>2005-10-25T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T00:33:16.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>文茜的世界週報&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember i wrote something yeaterday, how come it's not published...why oh why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lke this programme cos it shows beauty from southasian area such last week it reported Tailand beauty and fashion industry. inspiration and innovation...nice and good....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113017159618446410?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113017159618446410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113017159618446410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-remember-i-wrote-something-yeaterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-113008034459139664</id><published>2005-10-23T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:12:24.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The job of IKEA sucks, the three interviee were so arrogant, I don't like them at all, All the interviee are all women, how can i stand it! Women is on power!!! NOOOO, I dunnot want to do this job,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can get the ticket to see Harry Potter preimer in London..What a dream....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be a graduant, I don't know what should I do, nothing to follow, don't want to wonder around...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-113008034459139664?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113008034459139664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/113008034459139664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/10/job-of-ikea-sucks-three-interviee-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112987110927311596</id><published>2005-10-21T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:05:09.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to IKEA for interview, price-tag translator, sounds a funny postion..Dunnot what is going to happen later, with all exciting mood!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112987110927311596?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112987110927311596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112987110927311596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/10/going-to-ikea-for-interview-price-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112964972176834217</id><published>2005-10-18T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T23:35:21.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight is terrible..got a email from my ex, begging me not visit his house this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even really plan to go, I was only express my excitement with our common friends.&lt;br /&gt;Why it becomes like this. I didn't do anything wrong to him, why he treats me like a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;He describes"ok, so I don't thik it's a good idea you come to XXX for Christmas this year, maybe next year or so, please" What the fuck is that, ( forgive me language)&lt;br /&gt;After this I wrote three emails to him, express how unhappy I was, saying he broke my heart. He did. I was crying when I read the sentence..Every woman will do so. He is distoty part by part my memory in England. I want to keep it happy ending. I will get over it and start again, but you know this is so hard.&lt;br /&gt;I miss him. I want to have relationship now. I need to love and to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;I am not happy at all, I got long face all the time.&lt;br /&gt;please who can come to save me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112964972176834217?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112964972176834217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112964972176834217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/10/tonight-is-terrible.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112600169971945405</id><published>2005-09-06T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T18:17:12.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Risk consciou-always think the next step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Target setting-Goal setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Blue Sea Strategy-Do not fool around with your emeny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112600169971945405?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112600169971945405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112600169971945405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/09/risk-consciou-always-think-next-step.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112597954173476929</id><published>2005-09-06T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T12:06:33.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having a conversation with Ruby last night. She is facing a life challenge whethere going back to Australia to see her boyfriend or not. Because of family strong against, she is in the situation that she is so struggling.&lt;br /&gt;When I saw her the first sight, she has become an attractive woman ( I want that too). There is kind of nobel thing gathering around her..maybe I am over exaggerating. She looks woriried. Well, she is in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love without fighting isn't love&lt;/span&gt;. What do you say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112597954173476929?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112597954173476929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112597954173476929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/09/having-conversation-with-ruby-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112590083802467122</id><published>2005-09-05T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T14:15:21.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recalling the story playing last night-&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;王子變青蛙&lt;/span&gt;.明道 is going back to 天渝's side, and dump 芸熙.Should we be happy for 天渝,wish that they can happy forever and ever? I saw human's controversal in this drama. Human's love story in this play.這是一個出走的年代，companies are rooting in China, one and another.愛情出走的年代，你認為愛了一輩子的人，&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;BUT YOU DON'T LOVE HER/HIM? COMPUSARY LOVE?&lt;/span&gt;only when people get hurt, they realize that what do they want. We need excitement to keep the ball going, even stopping it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112590083802467122?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112590083802467122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112590083802467122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/09/recalling-story-playing-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112589826745980707</id><published>2005-09-05T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T13:31:07.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> just have a 鍋燒意麵 with my boss, watching the extremely news from the TV. There is a driver got robbed on the street, but no one would help her. It was 6 am in the morning at the traffic junction. What's going on in this world. Everyone only thinks about themselves, state interest is the first. Like our president gave a speech few days ago that as long as he is still a president of Taiwan, he will never admitt China's education qualiflication. Why people's education right is being negected by personal emotions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112589826745980707?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112589826745980707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112589826745980707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-have-with-my-boss-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112589766474140809</id><published>2005-09-05T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T13:21:04.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is another day, i'm just facing the choice of my career. We all live in the time of uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112589766474140809?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112589766474140809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112589766474140809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-another-day-im-just-facing.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112244491367416979</id><published>2005-07-27T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:15:13.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%200531.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%200531.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonas Hostettler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112244491367416979?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244491367416979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244491367416979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/jonas-hostettlerposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112244487386416151</id><published>2005-07-27T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:14:33.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%200671.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%200671.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I will look at this and say. Time flows so fast, it's been 15years and I still remember that day until I go to another world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112244487386416151?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244487386416151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244487386416151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/one-day-i-will-look-at-this-and-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112244467261500017</id><published>2005-07-27T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:11:12.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20085.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20085.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived around this area more then 3 years. The left shop now became India's supermarket, super cheap. Maybe you notice that there is a chinese take-away, I live at 9, Banff road, down there. This street people nickname it Curry Mile, cos there are thousand of middle-ease resturants here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112244467261500017?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244467261500017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244467261500017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-lived-around-this-area-more-then-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112244432590330276</id><published>2005-07-27T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:05:25.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20086.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20086.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near my old house,called Spicy Hot. This is the typical starter for parkistani's food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112244432590330276?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244432590330276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244432590330276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/near-my-old-housecalled-spicy-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112244409594888736</id><published>2005-07-27T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:01:35.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20095.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20095.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our starter, yammy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112244409594888736?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244409594888736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244409594888736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/our-starter-yammyposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112244403652972538</id><published>2005-07-27T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:00:36.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20098.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20098.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last night we stayed in Manchester, having  steak (super), Lasagne (ok), and spaghetti. It me,my sis and jonas' dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112244403652972538?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244403652972538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244403652972538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/last-night-we-stayed-in-manchester.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112244377402118533</id><published>2005-07-27T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T13:56:14.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%201031.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%201031.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piccadilly circus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112244377402118533?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244377402118533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244377402118533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/piccadilly-circus-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112244369483905781</id><published>2005-07-27T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T13:54:54.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%200021.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%200021.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little angel on the top surrouding by lots of people. Even at night, it never sleeps. That's party!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112244369483905781?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244369483905781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244369483905781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/little-angel-on-top-surrouding-by-lots.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112244202207802738</id><published>2005-07-27T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T13:27:02.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%200772.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%200772.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is St Peter's cathedral. It's an amazing building and costs a lot to get in, need to pay extra to the tower. I like this pic cos I look pretty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112244202207802738?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244202207802738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112244202207802738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-st-peters-cathedral.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112236755743467629</id><published>2005-07-26T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T16:45:57.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20094.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20094.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were caged in this big cable car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112236755743467629?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112236755743467629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112236755743467629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-were-caged-in-this-big-cable.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112236680302329208</id><published>2005-07-26T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T16:33:23.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%201101.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%201101.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about a different look of UK's landmarks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112236680302329208?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112236680302329208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112236680302329208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-about-different-look-of-uks.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112236661121004697</id><published>2005-07-26T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T16:30:11.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20115.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20115.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BA London after sunset, someone said it looked like a huge bicycle wheel hanging on the sky. I imaged a giant's riding it and flying above all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112236661121004697?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112236661121004697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112236661121004697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/ba-london-after-sunset-someone-said-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112236630473855265</id><published>2005-07-26T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T16:25:04.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%201301.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%201301.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My graduation video, its a very touched speech. I enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112236630473855265?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112236630473855265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112236630473855265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-graduation-video-its-very-touched.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112236441244118374</id><published>2005-07-26T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T15:53:32.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%200501.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%200501.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112236441244118374?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112236441244118374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112236441244118374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/lookposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112235470342706214</id><published>2005-07-26T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T13:11:43.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, welcome to my Bolg... and I'll keep posting photos while i was in the UK. Wish to share this amazing journey with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112235470342706214?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112235470342706214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112235470342706214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/hi-welcome-to-my-bolg.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112226657074623970</id><published>2005-07-25T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T12:42:50.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20048.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20048.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the Conwy castle. Behind are french kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112226657074623970?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112226657074623970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112226657074623970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/outside-conwy-castle.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112226639219995734</id><published>2005-07-25T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T12:39:52.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20054.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20054.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, look at me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112226639219995734?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112226639219995734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112226639219995734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/ha-look-at-meposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112202842260313421</id><published>2005-07-22T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:33:42.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20065.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20065.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna and her welsh bf-Owzyo, so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112202842260313421?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202842260313421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202842260313421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/anna-and-her-welsh-bf-owzyo-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112202795910494781</id><published>2005-07-22T18:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:25:59.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20109.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20109.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;British measum &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112202795910494781?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202795910494781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202795910494781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/british-measum-posted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112202793861267261</id><published>2005-07-22T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:25:38.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20047.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20047.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess of Diana memorial funtain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112202793861267261?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202793861267261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202793861267261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/princess-of-diana-memorial.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112202788564226954</id><published>2005-07-22T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:24:45.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20031.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20031.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyde park, Big tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112202788564226954?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202788564226954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202788564226954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/hyde-park-big-treeposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112202783253260383</id><published>2005-07-22T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:23:52.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20103.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20103.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piccadilly circus square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112202783253260383?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202783253260383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202783253260383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/piccadilly-circus-squareposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112202778814442624</id><published>2005-07-22T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:23:08.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20060.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20060.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112202778814442624?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202778814442624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202778814442624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/sameposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112202776866817715</id><published>2005-07-22T18:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:22:48.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20025.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20025.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llunduno city?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112202776866817715?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202776866817715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202776866817715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/llunduno-cityposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112202772347477900</id><published>2005-07-22T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:22:03.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20078.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20078.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside the conwy castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112202772347477900?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202772347477900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202772347477900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/outside-conwy-castleposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112202768567233269</id><published>2005-07-22T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:21:25.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20026.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20026.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole picture of Conwy Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112202768567233269?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202768567233269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202768567233269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/whole-picture-of-conwy-castle.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112202765419850051</id><published>2005-07-22T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:20:54.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20020.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/400/UK%20TRIP%20020.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conwy Castle in Wales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14709642-112202765419850051?l=cutelois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202765419850051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14709642/posts/default/112202765419850051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutelois.blogspot.com/2005/07/conwy-castle-in-wales.html' title=''/><author><name>Superman's girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0vp5y5_QKg/SMuedlBm4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/K5upVT5Mx7M/S220/Rain_Dance__by_DexterousDamsel.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709642.post-112202608240975431</id><published>2005-07-22T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T17:54:42.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/7006/1024/UK%20TRIP%20033.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; 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